Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 279 I am God!
When the last note echoed in the air and ended in everyone's ears, a vast and boundless holy light suddenly bloomed from the sky, brilliant and dazzling!

The deep darkness that originated from the beginning of creation and gave birth to hell was torn open by an external force. Then, a figure in a black robe fell from the sky through the crack and stood in front of everyone.

After seeing each other clearly, Rango and Teddy opened their mouths in shock.

The visitor was dressed in a black priest robe with a purple shoulder strap. His round face was covered with traces of time, but his eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, sparkling with wisdom and mystery.

He held a Bible respectfully in both hands, and the silver cross hanging on his chest swayed gently in the windless air, as if it had life.

As the scriptures slowly flowed from his mouth, the legions of evil spirits that had originally attempted to surge out of the darkness suddenly stopped. Some fell to the ground and struggled, while others wailed as if they were under an invisible pressure.

In just a moment, those evil spirits that were once considered immortal and possessed supernatural powers turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated into nothingness. And those evil spirits that were still lurking in the darkness now all stared at the old priest with horror, not daring to move at all!
"Rango, could he be..."

"Yes, his appearance and clothing are exactly the same as the statue of Amos in the museum. It is definitely him!"

Rango answered affirmatively, his eyes still fixed on the old priest who was still reading the Bible devoutly.

Amos, the priest who was once known as the twin pillars of the Vatican together with his grandfather Anderson, is undoubtedly a powerful exorcist.

But whether it was the previous encounter with his statue in the museum, or the subsequent conversations with other people, or listening to his grandfather's evaluation of Amos in Limbo.

In his mind, this old man had always been just a popular priest who used incantations and holy water to perform spiritual and chemical exorcisms. At most, he was more sincere and determined when chanting incantations, and could mobilize more of God's power than ordinary priests.

However, the scene before him completely overturned Rango's perception of Amos's strength.

Damn it, this guy just recited a few sentences from the Bible, and he was able to suppress the endless army of evil spirits and turn them into ashes.

Moreover, the last name he read seemed to be his own name, not Jehovah...

"Click——"

After confirming that the danger was eliminated, Teddy quickly took out his cell phone and took several photos of Amos in front of him, with a gloating smile on his face: "When I get back, I must show these photos to the statue of Amos in the museum. The old man has always believed that his soul is enjoying happiness in heaven. If he sees these photos, he will probably be so depressed that he will hide in the cupboard for several days. "

"Hahaha"

Rango couldn't help laughing when he heard this. Amos always bullied his grandfather in his words, complaining that he got married and had children, and was unable to go to heaven with his old friend.

But who would have thought that this old priest who had adhered to his faith all his life and took God as his spiritual support was actually in hell.

But then again, from this perspective, the old friend who was out collecting folk songs that Anderson said he was going to look for in Limbo should be Amos.

Thinking of this, the corners of Rango's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

What an enviable friendship. Even though they always look down on each other, at the critical moment, they are willing to go into hell together for each other.

At this moment on the battlefield, in stark contrast to the cheering and lamenting atmosphere on their side, the group of great demons and gods of death, including Dais and Lucifer, had already started cursing.

"F--k!"

Dais roared, raised his huge sickle, and tried his best to block Duma's lightsaber that shone like obsidian. He took the opportunity to withdraw and put some distance between himself and his opponent.

Although he had tried his best and his body had expanded to a size of one kilometer, he still failed to gain the slightest advantage in the fierce battle with Duma.

He can change his body shape, and so can Duma; although his sickle can cause damage, Duma's tremendous vitality seems endless. Even if the wound cannot heal, it will take tens of thousands of years for the vitality to be lost from the wound.

What's more, Duma's methods are endless and his destructive power is extremely shocking.

Fortunately, Dais has absorbed all the power of death in the world over the long years. With the blessing of his racial characteristics, even if he cannot defeat his opponent, he will never be defeated easily.

But just as the fierce battle with Duma was in full swing, a strange sound of reciting the Bible suddenly rang in his ears. No, it was the sound of reciting the Bible that had been tampered with!

His heart suddenly shook, and the power of death in his body began to surge out of control. As the recitation continued, a huge force surged from all directions and suddenly pressed on his body. Under the pressure from both inside and outside, he almost had diarrhea!
Fortunately, he was not the only one to be severely affected.

Duma, who was fighting with him, was also in great pain, and the sound of the sutra even hurt him more. Duma also retreated again and again, and distanced himself from Dais.

At this moment, including Duma, as well as Lucifer who was fighting two-on-one, all seemed to have their skin corroded by sulfuric acid. Black smoke was coming out of their bodies and they looked extremely miserable.

"Fuck! Stop scolding me, old man!"

Lucifer turned around helplessly and yelled at Amos, "I am on your side! Stop making indiscriminate attacks like this and sprinkle some holy water on it!"

He was having a great time beating Abaddon and Mostima, and was about to defeat the two traitors, but Amos appeared on the scene and instantly interrupted his attack.

However, Amos, who was standing in front of Rango and the others, just glanced at Lucifer and Dais indifferently. Not only did he not stop reading, he even took out a kettle from his arms, moistened his throat, and continued to speed up the reading of the Bible.

Lucifer and the others were in great pain, but as they were all entangled with their own opponents, no one could come to stop the old man's almost crazy recitation.

Rango and the others would not try to stop it. Although the sound of the Bible reading was a bit noisy, it did not cause any harm to them.

Even with Amos's help, Beelzebub, who was held under his arm and was having his divine power sucked away, became obedient and looked like he was ready to die.

Just like that, when the endless chanting of scriptures continued to echo in this dark area, it finally attracted Satan, who had been hiding somewhere unknown.

In the sky, the snake head wearing a cowboy hat shuttled out again, but this time, its body was a whole circle larger than before, and the aura it exuded was frightening.

The cold vertical pupils looked at Amos below, and then said in a cold voice: "How dare you use the power of God to fight against me? Don't you know that God has already abandoned you?"

"hehe."

Amos suddenly sneered, then slammed the Bible in his hand shut.

He raised his head, staring at Satan in the air with a sharp gaze, and said in a firm and cold voice: "Do you think this chanting is meant to deal with you? No, I'm just giving you a chance to be liberated in advance!" Boom! Boom——!
The next second, two gun swords shining with golden light came at an astonishing speed like lightning that cut through the darkness, leaving behind sounds sharp enough to shatter space, and pierced towards Satan's head in the air with incredible swiftness!

Feeling the breath coming from the gun sword, Satan seemed to be touched by some unbearable memories, and he roared angrily: "Anderson!!!"

He suddenly opened his huge mouth, and a black waterfall of light that covered the sky and the sun poured out like a torrent, slamming into the two golden gun swords that pierced through the darkness and shattered the space!

Bang-!
After the collision, the speed of the gun swords did not slow down at all. They flashed with destructive light, easily separated the waterfall of light, and continued to pierce straight into Satan's jaw.

Faced with this sudden attack, Satan did not launch a counterattack again. Instead, he flashed and disappeared in the air in an instant.

The two gun swords that had stabbed into empty air suddenly made a sharp turn in the air, shot back, and landed steadily in the hands of an old man with short pale hair - it was Anderson who had just shot the gun swords!
"Don't take all the limelight, old fellow."

Amos glanced at the old man unhappily and shook his head, saying, "You're too late. Satan has gone into hiding again and is continuing to infiltrate the depths of Hell. By the time he has completely infiltrated the Nine Layers of Hell, we won't be able to defeat him."

Anderson just smiled slightly when he heard this, then turned his head to look at Rango behind him, his eyes lingering on his waist for a moment.

After nodding to Rango, he did not rush to say hello or introduce Amos to everyone, but suddenly closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something.

"I've been in hell for so many years. Do you think I was just smoking and drinking every day?" Anderson murmured to himself.

"Of course not, you spend the night with dozens of succubi every night!" Amos rolled his eyes and said mercilessly.

".That's because they held me tightly and wouldn't let go."

Anderson coughed awkwardly, then said seriously, "Anyway, over the years, I have visited all the places worth visiting in Hell, including this so-called original darkness! Any demon hiding in the darkness will be exposed in front of me!"

After he finished speaking, Anderson seemed to have really sensed Satan's location, and his body instantly soared into the sky!

But at this moment, Duma, whose figure had expanded to the size of a mountain, stood in front of him. Duma raised the sword in his hand and chopped it down on Anderson's head!
The moment Anderson appeared, Duma used all his strength to force back the Death Wolf Dais who was entangled with him, and came here as soon as possible to try to stop them from interrupting Satan's infiltration into Hell.

"demon?"

Faced with this scene, Anderson sneered, then raised the gun sword with one hand and swung it forward suddenly!
Bang!
An abundant divine force instantly condensed into a huge golden slash, which blocked the lightsaber that Duma chopped down like a barrier.

"Anderson, go back to your limbo! The rise of Satan cannot be stopped, stop doing these futile and stupid things!" Duma looked down at Anderson and roared.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed to the sky. In an instant, countless huge bronze portals appeared out of thin air on the originally inky black sky!
Bursts of wailing and roaring were heard from these portals, followed by countless demons, devils, monsters, and undead souls swarming out. They were all Duma's subordinates and servants that had been accumulated in hell for tens of thousands of years.

Although their combat power may be far inferior to that of Anderson and others, they can be used to delay the opponent's actions at this moment.

Not only him, but also Beelzebub, who was being held under Rango's arm and was almost drained dry and dying, and even Abaddon and Mostima, who were being beaten by Lucifer, took the opportunity to modify reality, opened the portal and led out groups of demons.

They have dominated hell for many years and have countless subordinates.

Seeing this scene, Amos couldn't help but frown slightly. He instinctively raised the Bible in his hand, ready to stride forward and continue the unfinished reading.

But Anderson quickly raised his hand and gently blocked his way.

Reciting takes time, and what they need to seize most now is time.

Anderson raised his head, his eyes penetrating the dense spider web-like portals in the air, and the seemingly endless and boundless army of demons and undead.

Behind his lenses, his eyes flashed with an intense and violent light, as if they wanted to burn all the evil away.

"How dare the devil walk before me, and the undead form an army?"

Suddenly, Anderson's legs sank slightly, and his strength gathered. He crossed his gun sword in front of his chest with both hands, forming a dazzling golden inverted cross!
"If there is any thug who dares to disrespect me, that person may be cursed - Amen!"

Anderson's roar sounded like thunder, his voice carrying unquestionable majesty and determination to purify all evil!

At the moment the words fell, the originally dark sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force!
Immediately afterwards, countless golden guns and swords containing supreme divine power appeared out of thin air. They were as bright as stars, and each of them exuded a light and aura that was enough to destroy all evil.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, these golden guns and swords seemed like divine punishment, carrying irresistible destructive power, roaring down from the sky like a downpour!

"A generous gift - thank you"

Rango looked at the sword rain that appeared out of nowhere in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.

Each gun sword accurately pierced through the ferocious and roaring demons and ghosts in the air, tearing them into countless pieces and turning them into nothingness!

Even the entire dark realm was instantly illuminated by this sacred light. Sounds of wailing and despair rose one after another, and then trembled and dissipated under this holy light.

After a few breaths, the sky where demons were dancing wildly became empty, with only Duma left. He stared in disbelief at the man below, who looked very old but still stood as firm as a javelin.

"you."

Duma's lips moved slightly, as if he had discovered some shocking secret, and his expression became very complicated.

He was also in a miserable state at this moment. His huge body made him suffer the baptism of sword rain in the first moment, and his body was covered with wounds emitting holy light.

But Duma didn't care at all. After a moment of silence, he asked in shock: "The positive cross is the servant, the anti-cross is the king, and the Bible has been modified. Are you not using the power of God?"

After unifying the sword, Anderson smiled slightly, and that smile was full of confidence and sarcasm: "God is dead, I am the new God! And Amos is the new Jesus!"

"Ok?"

Amos turned his head to look at Anderson, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
(End of this chapter)