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Chapter 119 You Don’t Have to Understand, You Must Obey

"After all, it's just this..."

Xia Zhi withdrew his gaze and gently put down his hand.

This is the same as "Gravity Control EX", and is also an ability brought by the Imagination Tree.

It is also the basic ability to operate the Lostbelt. The branches of the Fantasy Tree that grow from the surface of the earth become a "membrane" covering the earth, creating a huge sky curtain on the surface of the troposphere at the boundary between the troposphere and the stratosphere.

The summer solstice has just created such a "membrane" that allows electromagnetic waves to pass through the sky, but matter cannot pass through this layer of sky.

If the barrier of the Fantasy Tree covering the Lostbelt were to be completely replicated, similar to the Storm Wall of the Dimensional Fault, then even electromagnetic waves would be blocked, making it impossible to observe the interior through X-rays, radio waves, visible light, etc., forming a wide area that cannot be observed.

But it's just to intercept a nuclear bomb in space, there's no need to go that far.

Besides, if it cannot be observed, humans will not know what he has done.

It is true that although the unknown can make people more frightened, it is also easy to cause imagination and suspicion, giving people unrealistic hope, so the most intuitive display of absolute power is the most suitable way at the moment.

He already possesses absolute violence that surpasses that of humans in all aspects——

For human civilization, there is no weakness either in the physical level or in the mysterious level.

Without a word, he continued to move in the air through anti-gravity, crossing the ocean on foot, passing through the sea of storms, preparing to land on the American mainland.

——There is no suspense anymore.

——He is going to receive the fruits of his victory.

When it reaches the near-shore area, the storm can no longer spread.

The huge vertical tide suddenly breaks and dissipates before reaching the coast.

Just like the previous nuclear warhead, the angry power of nature cannot cross a certain defined line. At least the accumulated power at present is not enough to break it... Therefore, the offshore area has temporarily ushered in peace.

As for the last aircraft carrier formation that arrived, they were all anchored on the sea, not daring to move.

Reality has become magical, just like a Hollywood superhero movie. However, there are no superheroes promoting the American dream. Only super villains are unilaterally crushing American hegemony. This is undoubtedly a desperate thing.

So, they could only watch as that "person" passed over their heads.

They dared not do anything, not to make any rash moves. Even breathing seemed to become cautious, fearing that the slightest sound would attract the attention of that being, and then the entire fleet would be ruthlessly crushed.

Or sink into the dark abyss, and make the cold sea-bed its grave;
Or be thrown into space and become lonely garbage in orbit.

"Your Excellency, the White House is..."

"I've already told you! Don't answer it!"

The angry fleet commander glared at the officer who came over to report in a low voice, like an angry lion, but he was also cautious and did not dare to make too loud a sound. He could only squeeze out a sound from between his teeth.

The situation is now clear at a glance. A strange "god" descended from the sky to rule the earth, and all subsequent order will be reshuffled. Whether it is the White House, the United States, or even the whole world, they will be forced to adapt to this unprecedented change.

"But... that was an order from the White House..."

The officer who came to report had not yet come to his senses, and his mindset had not yet changed. He continued to persuade in a trembling voice.

"Who cares if it's the White House or not! It's hard to say whether the White House will continue to exist. Do you still want to gamble your life for those idiots?"

The fleet commander wanted to slap the other party in the face. He grabbed the officer's collar and dragged him to him fiercely, spitting on his face: "Look carefully--"

"There stands no doubt—"

"It is God—"

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Passing the last aircraft carrier formation, the strange "god" also set foot on American soil.

Near the landing site, countless fanatical people had been waiting for a long time. They held up sacred slogans and signs, waved Bibles in their hands, prayed devoutly, and recited chapters of the Bible. Their voices were full of passion and easily infected the people around them.

I don’t know how many people sang along in unison and praised devoutly.

The sound waves were getting louder and louder, reaching up to the sky, and were even mixed with excited cries.

only--

However, when the "God" they were welcoming actually arrived, the scene instantly fell into complete silence.

"..."

"..."

When he walked out of the mysterious giant tree, he could only see a huge light and shadow, and his blurry figure was impossible to identify. Later, a strange "god" who had returned to normal human form came across the oceans, accompanied by endless storms, and his power was impossible to look directly at.

The aircraft carrier formations could not get close and could only watch from afar. Satellites could only capture huge rain clouds and thunderstorms, but could not capture the true appearance of the mysterious existence.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally even more impossible for ordinary people to know the details.

To a large extent, the image they imagined was based on the huge light and shadow at the beginning, such as a glowing human figure, gentle, not dazzling, full of divine aura, etc. To be more specific, it should be more like the one they had in their impression. However, what they never expected was that the god was actually an Asian with black eyes and black hair.

This was undoubtedly a huge shock and an unacceptable fact for them.

At this moment, those who can appear here and gather like pilgrims are undoubtedly a group of fanatical believers. Facing these fanatical believers, it is absolutely impossible to expect them to quickly adjust their worldview.

After a brief silence, some people finally couldn't hold back their excitement. Their voices were like sparks that instantly ignited the atmosphere of the entire gathering place. Angry shouts rose one after another:
"Devil! He is the devil from the East!!"

“This is blasphemy against God!”

"heresy!"

The believers who were so pious and joyful just now seemed to have turned into madmen who had lost their minds. Some of them screamed and cursed, while others held the Bible tightly, their eyes were like torches, and they kept reciting the Holy Word, trying to drive away the evil spirits before them.

More people had their blood boiling and their eyes red. They tightly grasped the scriptures or weapons in their hands and moved forward like a tide.

I have to say that in this extreme atmosphere——

These rabble are prone to blind fanaticism, being swayed by emotions and acting irrationally. At this moment, they probably think they are carrying out a great "holy war"! They are the Crusaders of the Eastern Expedition!
However, it was only for a moment.

All the noise stopped and time seemed to be frozen.

The strange "god" glanced at the scene casually, and then leisurely retracted his gaze. He walked step by step through the completely silent crowd, and everyone seemed to be frozen, maintaining the posture of the last moment.

The angry mouth was still open, the wailing voice was still hanging in the air, and the moment of the attack was also frozen.

The body movements are full of tension and the expressions on the faces are lifelike.

If there were a sculptor here and saw these thousands of stone statues, he would probably give them extremely high artistic evaluations.

After the crowd further out reacted belatedly, those who were not so fanatical and were just joining in the fun, screamed in fear and stepped back, turned around and crawled, fleeing the scene like crazy.

I only regret that my parents didn't give me two more legs, for I'm afraid that if I run a little slower, I'll follow in the footsteps of those fanatical believers.

This is not a superhero who would care about the people and would not want to hurt innocent people.

No matter how many stupid people there are, as long as they dare to be his enemy, he will kill them all.

"Quick! Let's go up! Cook, hold your camera..."

A middle-aged reporter struggled to make his way through the crowd, trying to pull his photographer upstream.

"You are crazy, you must be crazy... Didn't you see it? That monster petrified everyone in an instant!" The photographer's legs were weak and he could hardly move. His voice was also filled with tears.

"Of course I saw it! But listen, Cook, you don't think we can escape if He wants to kill us, do you?" The middle-aged reporter responded excitedly, "The important thing is this once-in-a-lifetime big news, Cook, you must pick up the camera and record this moment..."

He dragged the photographer forward resolutely.

After a while.

"Hello, hello, respected, respected being..."

Finally arriving in front of the black-haired, black-eyed being, the middle-aged reporter followed his steps and said nervously and excitedly, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Excuse me... can you tell me what your purpose is in coming here?"

Even though you may not get a response, or even be prepared to be killed by a look.

However, the next moment.

The being stopped, glanced calmly at the middle-aged reporter, and slowly said: "I came here to bring you democracy and freedom..."

"Eh?"

The middle-aged reporter was a little overwhelmed by the unexpected answer. He was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Well, before that, it seems that you just destroyed two aircraft carriers of this country, countless warships and fighter planes..."

“But you got democracy and freedom.”

"..."

"..."

"Sorry, I...I can't understand." The middle-aged reporter's thoughts were somewhat confused, and he stammered, feeling that he was at a loss.

"It's okay, you don't have to understand..."

The strange "god" smiled gently -

"But you must obey."

"..."

"..."

Is this what He brings...democracy and freedom?

What truth emerges from these absurd yet powerful words and actions?
Such an absurd yet reasonable thought flashed through his mind. The middle-aged reporter recalled America's previous practices and suddenly understood something.

(End of this chapter)