Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 386 The Worthless African God
A dense forest somewhere in Congo, Africa.

The dense tree canopy blocks out the sun, and the air is filled with the smell of damp humus.

But unlike usual, the forest today is no longer peaceful.

Tens of thousands of black people were moving through this dense forest.

They are so thin that they can almost be described as "emaciated", as if a gust of wind could blow them down.

However, their faces were filled with an almost crazy piety.

Each of them had a palm-sized round wooden ring hanging on their lips, and they held dry food and drinks in their hands. Compared with their stature, the food looked like they had saved by living frugally.

But at this moment, they brought out these precious supplies without hesitation.

"Complain...Complain..."

From time to time, low chanting sounds could be heard from the crowd, which sounded extremely frightening.

Their eyes were empty and fanatical, as if they had completely dedicated their souls to the gods they believed in.

Deep in the forest, the trees become thinner and thinner until they disappear completely.

Looking down from the sky, the forest looks like a bald middle-aged man, surrounded by dense vegetation and a flat open space in the center.

There are many strangely shaped stone statues piled around the open space. Some look like evil spirits, some look like ferocious beasts, and some are carved with birds and clouds and waves that symbolize nature.

The surfaces of these stone statues are covered with traces of time, and it is obvious that they have existed for countless years.

More natives were already kneeling on the open space.

They also had fanatical expressions on their faces, put their hands together, and chanted Kompley's name in a low voice.

At this moment, the believers who had just arrived at the open space also knelt on the ground. Their voices merged with the previous chanting, forming a powerful wave of sound.

The sound seemed to penetrate time and space and reach an unknown dimension.

"Complain...Complain..."

As the sounds gathered, the air above the open space suddenly began to twist, as if being torn apart by an invisible hand.

Then, a black crack appeared in the air, and a sharp and piercing laugh came from it, which was creepy.

"Hahaha! How can a mere seal imprison me, Kompuri?!"

Along with this arrogant laughter, a black man who was several meters tall stepped out from the crack.

He had a necklace of human skulls around his neck. His skin was shiny dark and his muscles were muscular. He looked like he was full of the toughness and brutality of ancient times.

"My people, your God has returned!"

Kompley's voice exploded in the air like thunder. In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Waves of green demonic energy emanated from his body and quickly spread to all the natives on the ground.

This evil spirit carried a fishy smell, like the smell of a rotting corpse, which was disgusting.

However, these natives seemed to smell the sweetest fragrance in the world and they all stretched out their noses to sniff wildly.

An even more fanatical expression appeared on their faces, as if this foul smell was the holy object they had been dreaming of.

"Kumpri! Kumpri!" the believers' shouts became louder.

At the same time, hundreds of black women walked out of the crowd. They were so thin that they could almost be described as "skeletons".

But their steps were unusually light, and they twisted their bodies and slowly approached Kompley with a kind of morbid piety on their faces.

"Great God, please accept our offering..." a black woman whispered, her voice hoarse and trembling, as if she was suppressing her inner fear and excitement.

Kompley looked down at the black women, a cruel smile on his face.

"You...are fine." Compre's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.

The black women began to put the food in their hands into Kompley's mouth.

Most of these foods are dry food and drinks. Although simple, they are the most precious wealth for these believers.

Komplew opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the food without hesitation.

But soon, when he ate a piece of beautifully packaged modern food, his movements suddenly stopped.

"what is this?"

"It's a hamburger," a black woman said cautiously, fearing that her answer would anger the god.

"Hamburger?" Comprey was a little confused.

He remembered that his followers had always been poor, so how come they now not only had food but also drinks.

"You know how to grow crops?" he couldn't help but ask, with a hint of expectation in his voice.

The believers shook their heads.

"So you will rob and start wars now?" Comprey continued to ask.

The believers shook their heads again, a hint of embarrassment appearing on their faces.

Why start a war when you are so poor?
It's a good thing not to be triggered by others.

"Then where do you get so much food?" Kompley asked angrily.

Soon, he got the answer - they were all sent by the United Nations.

Every year they receive a large amount of food aid from Asia and Europe. Since someone is sending it, why bother to plant the land? Just lie down and wait for the food. They won’t starve to death anyway.

"You are a bunch of useless people! You actually live on the charity of others?!"

No one knew what had made him unhappy, but this Kompley opened his bloody mouth in an unpredictable manner.

A green gust of wind blew out of his mouth.

"what--!"

The believers let out a shrill scream. Their bodies quickly rotted in the strong wind, their flesh and bones decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into streams of black gas and were swallowed up by Kompuri.

"Comfortable...comfortable..." Kompley patted his belly, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Seeing this, the black women serving him could only suppress their fear and continue to gently massage and comfort the god they had believed in for countless thousands of years.

At this moment, thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

Then, a low and cold voice came from a distance, "Kompree, I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still so violent and greedy."

When the last character fell, a shadow had already arrived in front of Kompuri.

It was a black shadow that was several times larger than him. The entire shadow was huge and deep, with only two star-like eyes on top.

It was Utukatuka who was in charge of searching for Rango for the evil god who had escaped from the seal!
Kompley was not surprised to see the visitor.

As soon as he broke the seal, he could already sense the presence of many familiar auras on this continent.

Moreover, in ancient times, the shadowy dark god in front of him was an ally of the Congo Plague God. "I eat my believers, what does it have to do with you?"

Kompuri sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out of here. I'm not full yet."

As he spoke, he stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and his eyes greedily swept over the trembling black women around him.

A string of turbid saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground, making a "hissing" corrosive sound.

Utukatuka's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of displeasure flashing in them.

Obviously very dissatisfied with this guy's attitude.

But thinking of the task given by Rango, he still patiently said: "Kompri, you are still so arrogant. But in the past, it didn't matter how much you ate, because humans were like weeds, and you could never eat them all. But now, the world is different."

"What's the difference? I think it's better now. I heard that there is a United Nations that gives food to my people all day long. When I'm full, I'm going to go there and see what the United Nations is and whose territory it belongs to."

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Utukatuka was speechless.

He suddenly felt that even if Rango sucked this kind of reckless guy, it wouldn't be a big deal.

However, in order to unite all African gods, he suppressed his inner disgust and impatience and told them about his encounter with the Son of Destiny.

Although he had been clearly told by Rango that he was not the Son of Destiny, in order to intimidate these local gods, he still gave this title to Rango.

And it emphasized how terrifying the other party's strength was - this was a human whose strength was almost at the peak of the God King and could be compared with God!

Hearing this, Kompuri frowned in disbelief, "A human being possesses a power comparable to that of God? You must have gone mad in the seal!"

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, Utukatuka had no choice but to use his divine power to open a series of portals in the air that contained shadow power.

Those portals are like entrances to another world, emitting strange light.

Immediately afterwards, extremely powerful evil power came out from behind the door, sweeping over like a violent storm.

Under Kompuri's shocked gaze, his old friends appeared before him one by one - Sobona, the god of smallpox, Shakpata, the god of misfortune, Mosisi, the god of earthquakes, and Lobi, the god of evil thoughts...

There are more than thirty gods, each of them is a notorious evil god on the African continent!
These evil gods all had ferocious faces and exuded a frightening evil aura.

Some of them held scepters, some wore black robes, and some simply transformed into various terrifying beasts.

Utukatukami continued in a deep voice, "Now they have all agreed to form an alliance again. We formed an alliance to deal with the European gods back then, and now we form an alliance to deal with them. But the leader will be replaced by the Rango I mentioned before."

"This man is so powerful that it's beyond your imagination. He also carries the aura of prophecy. I think with him around, it won't be difficult for us to survive Ragnarok."

The expressions of the dozens of gods present at this moment were somewhat unchanging.

There is no way. In ancient times, each of them was a notorious evil god. As a result, in order to survive, they have to obey the orders of a human being. Naturally, they feel unhappy.

But now, even though he had never seen the human named Rango in person, Utukatuka described him as a god-like strong man.

Since the situation is stronger than people, they have to accept this reality.

After hearing this, although Mpuri was somewhat convinced, he still couldn't help but snorted, "Okay! I will ally with you for the time being! I want to see how powerful that guy named Rango is! If he is really strong, it's fine. If not, I will be the first to eat him!"

Utukatuka rolled his eyes in disdain.

Among these African evil gods, the God of Plague is the weakest and the most arrogant.

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Komplei and prepared to lead the gods to sit down and discuss the specific matters of the alliance.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded not far away.

"Don't worry about it. You want to eat me? I'm right here. If you want, I can even get into your mouth."

Utukatuka, composed of shadow power, was stunned.

He looked up and saw a portal with a blue glow. Rango was looking at them with a cigarette butt in his mouth.

And there was an extremely beautiful woman beside him.

The woman was wearing a long red dress, the hem of which danced like flames.

At this moment, she was covering her nose and looking at them with disgust, as if just seeing herself and others was a great insult to her.

"Rango! You're just in time! I've already..."

Before Utukatuka could finish his words, Rango raised his hand to interrupt him.

Rango put out the cigarette, then shook his head helplessly, with a playful smile on his lips.

He said: "To be honest, I have actually listened to you for a long time. Now I suddenly feel that my previous thinking was wrong."

"W...what?" Utukatuka asked cautiously, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Rango didn't answer, but pulled out a revolver from his waist.

He flicked his pistol twice, shrugged and said, "Evil gods like you who kill humans as food have no right to cooperate with me. Just be my nourishment!"

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One minute later.

No, to be precise, it should be less than forty seconds.

After firing more than thirty shots, Rango put the revolver back into his waist, then suddenly raised his palm with five fingers spread out and stretched forward.

A blue light with a strong airflow emanated from it, and like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, it absorbed all the divine power that permeated the air.

After so many battles, Rango did some statistics.

The first step is to beat the opponent half to a pulp, then grab his head and slowly suck the energy, this is the way to obtain the most divine power.

The next step is to use the blue fist to kill the opponent, followed by using various weapons, and the last and least efficient one is the atomic fist breath.

The nuclear explosion radiation containing blue light can destroy all divine power. Once it is activated, the divine power that can be absorbed and transformed into nutrients for the system will be greatly reduced.

This time he was too lazy to slowly deal with these extremely dirty-looking African black gods, so he decided to just use bullets to solve the matter simply.

At this time, the Quetzalcoatl that came with her had already hidden at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, looking at Rango's figure in disbelief.

This human being actually took a weapon similar to a bow and arrow and shot dozens of times, killing dozens of indigenous African gods.

This was the first time in her hundreds of thousands of years of life that she had seen such a terrifying weapon.

Soon, after absorbing all the power of the evil god, Rango raised his wrist and took a look.

"Fuck, not even one fifth!"

The strength of these dozens of African gods was incredibly weak, and the progress of the system was far below his expectations.

But Rango was not ready to wait any longer. He looked up at Quetzalcoatl who was still hiding in the sky.

If what this guy said is true, there are still thousands and thousands of massive divine powers outside of space waiting for him to absorb.

(End of this chapter)