I made up myths in America

Chapter 20 Appearance
At the same time, an armed helicopter was hovering in the air.

I witnessed my cousin Luke being murdered by the damned agent in front of me through conspiracy and trickery.

Robert was furious and struggled madly to pounce on the bastard, while greeting his whole family in kind and beautiful words.

"Oh, Indian boy, you will regret what you said soon..."

William Stephen glanced at him indifferently, not bothering with a dead man.

After losing the protection of Luke Duncan, a target with great recruitment value, the best outcome he could think of for the Indian brother and sister was that they both died in the laboratory.

After all, this is the relative of the world's first super-powered person.

Maybe there is something special about the blood in their bodies.

William Stephen, who was well aware of the darkness of the upper class, knew that large pharmaceutical companies would not miss this opportunity to research the mysterious and extraordinary.

Maybe after the death of these two siblings, each part of their body will be clearly marked with a price and auctioned separately.

By that time, he had already become a powerful figure in the FBI thanks to his great contribution in turning the tide in the operation to capture Luke.

Why bother with someone who is about to die?

Thinking of his pride, William Stephen showed a smile on his face.

But soon, his attention was attracted by the strange scene below, and the smile on his face turned into astonishment.

"What the hell is that?!!"

He stood by the helicopter door and said in a tone of disbelief.

……

"Is the blogger dead?"

"There's been no movement for so long, the body should be cold..."

In the restaurant on the third floor of the Commercial Department Store, not far from the First National Bank of the United States.

The shock wave from the missile explosion shattered all the glass in the restaurant and blew Chris, who was very close to the window, away.

This suddenly made it impossible for the audience in the live broadcast room to have fun, and they just started scrolling through the comments in boredom.

At this moment, a bullet comment with bold font flashed across the live broadcast room which had already gone black.

"Everyone, hurry to Ronnie's live studio next door. He's far away and not affected."

“Really??”

"?"

Thousands of people left Chris's live broadcast room and flocked to the live broadcast room of a street comedy blogger next door.

Then they saw an incredible sight!!

At the location of the First National Bank of the United States, in the huge smoke that had still not dissipated, a mysterious blue light emanated from it, forming a mirage-like illusion in the air.

The mirage depicts a grand and solemn sacrificial ceremony in which the Aztecs offered prisoners of war to their gods on a tall and sacred Pyramid of the Moon.

It was very similar to what Luke had seen in his dream.

The only difference is that in the mirage, when the sacrificial ceremony is coming to an end and the bravest Aztec warrior steps forward, stabs the prisoner's chest with an obsidian dagger, and offers his heart as a sacrifice to the gods, the god really appears.

boom! ! !
At that moment, a strong wind suddenly blew over the Moon Pyramid, which was originally calm and rainless, and raindrops as big as beans fell down with a crackling sound.

The many Aztecs surrounding the Moon Pyramid were not surprised but happy about this. They knelt on the ground devoutly, drank the falling rainwater in big gulps, and fanatically called the name of Tlaloc, the rain god.

"Great rain god Tlaloc, please accept the gift of this heart. Let its blood become your strength to dispel the darkness of night and keep the sun from burning."

"Great rain god Tlaloc, please turn this child's tears into sweet rain to moisten the dry earth and let the corn grow under your blessing..." Under the prayers and fanatical eyes of many Aztecs, a mysterious blue light filled with water, just like today, lit up from the bronze pillar dedicated to the rain god, forming a stream of blue water in mid-air. Ordinary people could not see its true appearance, but they could feel the huge figure with vast divine power.

“Hiss…”

This extremely real pressure was felt not only by those present at the scene.

Even the netizens who were watching the live broadcast felt that their hearts were heavy, as if they were being pressed down by something. Their minds were blank. Looking at the huge phantom of the god appearing on their mobile phone screens, they couldn't think of any words to describe Him, and it seemed that any beautiful words could be used to describe Him.

"Fuck!!!"

A netizen from China expressed his current mood using simple and crude Chinese quintessence.

A netizen from Spain followed closely behind.

“Oh my God, those Indian gods actually exist?!?”

This may be what the vast majority of Christians in the Western world are thinking at this moment.

After all, the Bible has already said that you must believe in your Lord Jehovah, who is the only omniscient and omnipotent God in this world.

Whether you believe this or not.

It is unimaginable how shocked Westerners who grew up hearing this would feel when they saw a god other than God appear holy.

Even a few minutes later, countless people logged on to the Vatican's official website or called their official phone number to ask what was going on.

But obviously.

They can't get answers from the Vatican.

Because the Pope was also confused at this time.

He suspected that because he was the first non-European Pope and the first Jesuit Pope, the old guys in the Vatican deliberately concealed some important things from him.

Otherwise, how to explain the miracles that are now happening in Pennsylvania, USA?

And he is actually the Indian God!!
"Ah this??!"

Faced with the Pope's angry questioning, several cardinals in the Vatican looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Because they had the same idea as the Pope at this time.

Could it be that our predecessor, or even the one before that, deliberately omitted something and carried some secret into the cemetery?!

There was silence in the Papal Palace for a moment.

In a building a few kilometers away from the First National Bank of the United States, George Gently, who had just retreated here by helicopter, slammed the table and stood up with an extremely angry look on his face when he saw this.

"Damn it! Who allowed William Stephen to act on his own initiative and come up with such a self-defeating method? Doesn't he know that doing so will only lead to worse consequences and expose our investigation team to criticism from our superiors?!!"

George Gently almost shouted these words.

The members of the investigation team in the room lowered their heads and remained silent.

"Hey……"

Seeing this, George Gently sighed helplessly, sat back in his chair dejectedly, and stared at the screen.

He had a strong premonition.

The miracle that appeared in the sky over Philadelphia was most likely due to something Luke Duncan wanted to take from the bank vault.

……

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