I made up myths in America

Chapter 65 The ceremony begins

"Impossible, this is impossible!!"

While others were surprised by Professor Allen's bold words, Deputy Director James blushed and was unable to accept this cruel result for a moment.

Because if things really happened as the two professors speculated, all the rich people living in Beverly Hills would be doomed.

And if that happens, his life will most likely be ruined!!

As an African American, he worked very hard to get to his current position.

James couldn't accept this result in any way. He blushed and said, "This is a conspiracy by the East against America. The Federal Ministry of Foreign Affairs should come forward to condemn them."

Swish--

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked at him with strange eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

James is confident.

Slandering the East is as politically correct as racial discrimination in the United States.

"Cough cough."

Professor Takeuchi, standing by, couldn't bear to watch any longer. He coughed lightly and offered a friendly reminder, "Deputy Director James, have you ever considered that China, a great Eastern nation with thousands of years of history, could be so difficult to deal with just one evil cultivator? What about the righteous gods and mythical figures they've worshipped since ancient times?"

"Ah this."

James' expression froze when he heard this, and he stopped talking immediately.

"Oh my god, what is that??!"

"The entire Beverly Hills was surrounded by that pitch-black curtain of light."

At the same time, as a luxury residence located in the most prosperous area, Beverly Hills is connected to West Hollywood in the east and borders Santa Monica Beach in the west.

When some mysterious phenomenon suddenly appeared here, it immediately attracted the attention of too many people and caused a certain degree of panic.

After all, the huge Hydra monster that appeared over the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles more than two hours ago is still at the top of the trending search lists on major social media platforms, sparking heated discussions among netizens.

Although the Los Angeles police have come out to clarify that it was a special mirage phenomenon that would not affect the personal and property safety of Los Angeles citizens and tourists, obviously no one believes this nonsense.

Many people @ed the female knight Christine who is still recovering from injuries at New York Presbyterian Hospital.

Last time, while trying to protect George Gently and the other two people on the helicopter during the explosion, she was injured instead. Her left leg and right hand were severely fractured, and there were a lot of metal fragments stuck in her body.

This is also the reason why George Gently did not bring her here this time.

But netizens, especially those living in Los Angeles, don't care about that. They all said that they feel very insecure and urgently need the protection of this female paladin with extraordinary powers.

Especially after a Los Angeles netizen uploaded a video.

In the video, he controlled a drone and slowly approached the black light curtain covering Beverly Hills.

The next second, when the drone touched the light curtain, it was as if it was corroded by 100% sulfuric acid, and white smoke was emitted from the metal frame.
This terrifying and strange scene instantly caused panic among many Los Angeles citizens.

Some people even began to speculate that there might be no living people left in Beverly Hills.

This is clearly some kind of fucking cult ritual.

"so far so good."

Some wealthy people who own mansions in Beverly Hills but are not staying there tonight are now feeling both relieved and scared.

They immediately boarded a plane, as far away from Los Angeles as possible, and called the Los Angeles police to pressure them to fulfill their duties as police officers, investigate what exactly happened in Beverly Hills, and ensure the safety of their property.

"I'm going to fight the extraordinary??!"

The police officer who answered the phone was stunned and looked at Deputy Chief James with a helpless expression.

James looked up at the sky and pretended not to see it.

"Captain George, our fighter group has taken off and is about to arrive over Beverly Hills."

Finally, it was the voice of Brigadier General Doug Wickert, head of Edwards Air Force Base, on the video call that broke the awkward silence in the room.

They all turned their gazes towards the drone's live feed of the sky above Beverly Hills. In the gloomy night sky, a massive semicircular screen of light, even darker than the night itself, emanated a cold, sinister aura.

Sunset Boulevard, West Hollywood, and Santa Monica Beach, which usually have many tourists at this time, are now almost deserted.

Occasionally there are a few stubborn internet celebrities or reporters who are willing to risk their lives for traffic.

They didn't dare get too close.

I'm remotely controlling a drone to film the area around Beverly Hills, which looks like a ghost town at night.

"Target locked, AGM-130A air-to-ground missile, ready to launch, countdown begins."

"three."

"two."

"one."

At this moment, four fighter jets quickly passed through the sky, which cheered up everyone present.

Their eyes were all fixed on the drone's live broadcast screen.

next second.

boom! Boom boom! !
A total of eight AGM-908A air-to-ground missiles with a total payload of 130kg, capable of easily destroying bridges, buildings and other fixed targets on the ground, were launched. They hit the huge black light curtain in the sky at such a fast speed that it was impossible to see clearly.

People could only see eight huge flames lighting up at the same time in the night sky, and the explosion was deafening.

but.
The huge black light curtain covering Beverly Hills showed no signs of breaking.

Only a crack more than two meters wide appeared in the center of the dome, which was hit by eight missiles.

But soon the crack healed quickly in the desperate eyes of many people.

"Do not!!"

On the rooftop of a building near Beverly Hills, reporter Mason, carefully controlling a drone, scratched his ear and looked at his partner, Niles, whose face was barely visible in the darkness. He asked, "Niles, did you hear those screams just now?"

"no."

The black guy Niles was a little uncertain.

But the next second he looked at the tablet in his hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly:

"Mason, that's great. The military's attack was effective. A video has been sent from Beverly Hills."

"show me."

Setting the drone to automatic recording, Mason moved closer to his partner and looked at the video he had just clicked with some curiosity.

All that caught my eye were Hollywood actresses with hot bodies, each dressed more daringly than the other, as well as those socialites from the upper class.

"Oh, the author of this video is so understanding. I saw the Kardashians and Beyoncé, all of whom are my favorite actresses."

The black guy Niles was a little excited.

"So they're still alive?"

Looking at the celebrities in the video toasting and chatting, which didn't look like anything was happening, Mason raised his eyebrows in surprise.

".I think so."

Niles didn't want these beauties to die. His eyes were glued to the big bodies and buttocks of the actresses. The more he watched, the more excited he became. He almost became a close friend with the person who filmed this video.

But the next second, when several screams suddenly came from the video, both Niles, who was looking at the beauty, and Mason, who was observing other details of the party, were stunned.

Because they saw that the person shooting the video turned the camera and aimed it at the entrance of the villa.

A man in a black robe and a hood walked in leisurely under the surprised and frightened gazes of many Hollywood celebrities.

Behind him, dozens of black shadow tentacles twisted like snakes, tied up the gun-wielding security guards at the door and lifted them high up.

(End of this chapter)