I made up myths in America

Chapter 59 Your Purity is Too Low
This is what these Hollywood celebrities are thinking at this moment.

Stage 1: Oh no! How did we actually summon a demon through a random ritual?
Stage 2: What? He can make us younger. This isn’t a demon, he’s clearly a noble angel!
Stage 3: Jehovah, please don’t call us anymore. We are afraid that the angel will misunderstand us.

Not surprisingly, after Elliot demonstrated his ability to rejuvenate, everyone present, regardless of their status, fell at his feet.

If it weren't for maintaining his mysterious persona, Elliot would have shrugged and said 'so easy'.

No wonder there are so many cults in the United States. It seems that missionary work is indeed a very simple thing.

He was in a good mood, looking at the celebrities in front of him who were rushing to kneel down one after another, with a slight smile on his lips. He arranged the task of collecting various metals that Lord Yanshi had asked him to do at twice the task standard.

"No problem, sir. I know many steel mill owners."

"I have a lot of gold at home, I can contribute it all"

In order to be the first to receive the blessing, the Hollywood celebrities present were more enthusiastic than each other.

Elliot no longer had to worry about collecting these metals.

The only thing he needs to do personally is probably collecting ten thousand extremely evil souls.

But before that, thinking of how Jamie wanted him to leave quickly before he died in the museum, Elliot was silent for a while, raised his hand and left a trace of sensitive shadow power in the bodies of these believers who had sworn to join the 'Church of Soul Perception', and then his body merged back into the shadow.

An hour later, UCLA Medical Center, fourth floor, room 409.

Elliot appeared silently in the room and placed his hand on the forehead of a middle-aged white woman who was already asleep.

It was visible to the naked eye that the sickly color on the middle-aged white woman's face quickly faded, and her skin became rosy and shiny again.

A trace of paleness appeared on Elliot's face.

Unlike his previous performances in the club, this time he consumed his own life energy.

"Jamie, I've paid what I owe you."

Looking at the white woman who had recovered on the hospital bed, Elliot said something silently in his heart and his body retreated into the shadows again.

Next, he should complete the task assigned to him by Lord Yanshi.

According to official statistics, Los Angeles, the second largest city in the United States with a population of more than 9 million, has more than 150,000 gang members.

Except for the wealthy areas, gangs of all sizes are entrenched in almost every street here.

In terms of law enforcement pressure, the Los Angeles Police Department faces even greater pressure than the New York Police Department.

Therefore, after several large-scale pursuit operations, both sides basically reached a tacit understanding.

Those gangs stay in their own communities and the Los Angeles police don't pay much attention to them.

But if you come to the wealthy area to commit crimes and fight, I'm sorry, the Los Angeles police have plenty of power and means.

"Hey guy."

And when Elliot walked into a gang-infested neighborhood like this in the middle of the night, it was like putting a label on himself saying, "I'm a big fat sheep, come and rob me."

After a while, several black men wearing big gold chains around their necks, AJs and loose blue hip-hop clothes came over with smiles on their faces, saying they wanted to borrow some money from Elliot.

It doesn't matter if he really has no money. They can kindly introduce Elliot to a nearby clinic that accepts payment with blood and gives a discount for large quantities.

"So, you guys are from the Crips?"

After all, Elliot came from the mafia, so he recognized the symbols on these black people at a glance.

He is a member of the Crips gang, the largest and most violent gang in Los Angeles.

This gang was founded in 1969. Most of its members are African Americans. Because they do all kinds of dirty work and are not afraid of death, they have grown very quickly. Now it has become the largest gang organization in California, with more than members.

"Hey, bro, since you know us, I can ask the doctor to reduce your injection by 500cc."

The leading black man with a big gold chain smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to put it on Elliot's shoulder and take him to the alley nearby.

But before he could reach out his hand, his face was splashed with blood.

The four brothers next to him were like watermelons, their bodies cut into dozens of pieces and piled up on the ground.

!!!

The black man with the big gold chain was dumbfounded when he saw this person. Elliot took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face. Then he smiled and asked, "Is this blood enough?"

"Enough, enough."

The black man with the big gold chain nodded stupidly.

"Then could you please take me to the Crips' headquarters?" Elliot asked with a smile.

"OK."

The scene before him was beyond the limit of what the black man with the big gold chain could process. For a moment, he spoke incoherently.

Fortunately, Elliot helped him again.

He twitched his fingers lightly.

boom! !

The black man with the big gold chain had his right arm broken at the root. His head was in a mess, but he suddenly woke up and let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

But soon, the sound stopped abruptly.

Because a giant python formed by shadows coiled up from the ground, wrapped around his body, spitting out its long tongue, and staring at him hungrily.

"now what?"

Elliot narrowed his eyes, already a little impatient.

"I'll take you there, I'll take you there"

The black man with the big gold chain covered the wound on his broken arm and nodded continuously like a chick pecking at rice.

Half an hour later, Unit 9 in the South Park community in Los Angeles.

Although it was almost late at night, the apartment building, which belonged entirely to the Crips Gang, was still filled with the sounds of ghosts and wolves howling.

Suck powder, have sex, moan, scream.
Those who don’t know might think this place is hell, but for the residents living here, this is their daily routine.

With a father who disappeared when he was born, a mother who was a drug addict and a wholesale seller, and a group of brothers who got together all day to think about how to make the zero-dollar shopping business bigger and stronger, little Corey sometimes felt that this kind of life was really fucked up, but sometimes, he felt that it was not bad.

Today, he and a few friends were busy all day as usual, and finally completed today's KPI. They stole a total of thirteen mobile phones and five wallets.

But when he and his friends rushed home excitedly, he was completely dumbfounded.

An extremely strong smell of blood filled the entire apartment building.

Everywhere there were people screaming and begging for mercy.

"No, please."

"Ahhh!!"

Under the terrified gazes of little Corey and several other black teenagers, a black giant python with terrifying aura that could not be killed no matter how hard it was hit flew past them.

Standing on top of the giant python was Elliot, whose expression was becoming increasingly dissatisfied.

"The purity is too low. On average, only one out of ten souls meets the criteria for absorption by the Skeleton Illusionary Drama. How dare you call yourselves a gang that commits all kinds of evil? Even my grandmother is better than you."

With a cold face, Elliot threw one of the Crips Gang leaders he had just captured into a group of gunmen who were still organizing resistance.

boom! !

Suddenly, the gang leader's body exploded without any warning.

And the blood and flesh fragments splattered after his explosion caused a chain reaction.

Anyone who is touched will explode in a few seconds, turning into a human bomb.

boom!
Boom boom! !
After a few minutes, the screams, pleas for mercy, and gunshots all died down in the apartment building.

Little Corey and several other black teenagers standing at the entrance of the apartment building looked at the scene with blank expressions, and all color had been lost in their bodies.

(End of this chapter)