I put monsters and super powers in America

As for that Wanafree little Tyrannosaurus Rex...

Rainy days obviously provide excellent cover for this opportunist hunting.

"Gah——!!"

A triumphant roar filled with the feeling of "I've finally made it" came from the bushes not far away.

The creature, dragging the corpse of a strange dragon nearly a size larger than itself, blood still gushing from its neck, walked towards them with a haughty, uncaring gait. The rain soaked its already darkened feathers, clinging to its body and making its muscular, fluid, explosive form appear even more distinct and imposing.

It threw its prey heavily under the ginkgo tree, and then, without any hesitation, used its mouth full of sharp teeth to tear open the relatively soft belly of the strange dragon, buried its head in it, and began to feast on it.

Around them, the Troodon and Styxraptor, having smelled the blood, gathered from all directions again like ghosts. In the rain, they started a tense confrontation with Wanafree, who was protecting her food, full of temptations and roars, about the "ownership of leftovers".

The main dragon "watched" this prehistoric version of "Animal World" with great interest for a while before remembering the main purpose of his visit.

He needed to find a suitable "reincarnation" carrier for Jamal Washington, a black youth who was about to be "martyred" and full of revolutionary spirit.

First, the budget for this vehicle couldn't be too high. Although he now held over 900,000 yuan, giving him the airs of a wealthy local, it was still a drop in the bucket compared to the 5 million willpower needed to withstand the "Stormy Season." Every penny had to be spent wisely.

Therefore, don’t even think about getting top predators of the SSR level like Tyrannosaurus Rex and Spinosaurus, which require tens or even millions of willpower.

Ideally, he'd choose an SR-level "civilian god of war" with a high cost-to-performance ratio, enormous potential, and a relatively affordable price. His budget couldn't exceed 100,000. He'd consider a Dallas dragon, currently playing with killer whales in the Western Pacific, the limit he'd accept.

Secondly, the creature couldn't be too big. If it was too big, it would be too strong and wouldn't be suitable for him to balance.

He limited his "vision" to his own territory and searched carefully.

Reptiles? No, although they are quite powerful, they are too expensive, starting at 500,000.

Troodon? Styxraptor? Too expensive, the price tag is close to a million.

Just as he was being picky, like a picky old farmer looking for a suitable pigpen for his cabbages, a sneaky figure poked half of its hairy head out from a naturally formed tree hole washed out by rain at the root of his trunk.

It looks like an elongated rat, the size of a full-grown Corgi, but its appearance has nothing to do with a true rat. Instead, it resembles a strange hybrid of a weasel and a house cat.

Its entire body is covered in a thick, glossy, waterproof coat of dark brown fur. Its body is slender and agile, imbued with the streamlined beauty of a top-tier aquatic mammal. Its snout is long and slender, its nose moist, and its long whiskers quiver slightly in the air, as if sensing the surrounding scents. Its small, round, black eyes, as round as black beans, gleam with a cunning and fierce light that completely belies its seemingly innocent appearance.

This guy was clearly a new "resident," most likely drawn in by the rich, fishy smell of the Tyrannosaurus Rex's mountain of fish bones, and then simply settled down in this auspicious spot beneath the ginkgo tree.

Information about this creature instantly emerged in the main dragon's mind.

Didelphodon was a primitive mammal that lived in the late Cretaceous period (about 7300 million to 6600 million years ago) and belonged to the subclass Metatheria.

Despite its name, the "rat" (mouse) bears little resemblance to modern mice. Instead, it is closely related to living marsupials and can be considered a prime example of their ancient ancestors. Furthermore, the murine toothed animal looked very different from a mouse. For the Cretaceous, it was actually quite large—typically about 50 centimeters long and weighing around 5 kilograms, similar in size to a badger.

These Cretaceous "giant mammals" (yes, five kilograms was indeed considered "giant" for Mesozoic mammals) were also quite advanced in morphology. Their short, powerful heads housed a pair of large, sharp canines and powerful jaw muscles, giving them the strongest bite force of any known mammal relative to their body weight, far exceeding that of modern spotted hyenas and capable of biting through bones and shells with ease. This physiology supported their highly carnivorous diet, which included insects, small invertebrates, carrion, and even small dinosaurs, young dinosaurs, and eggs.

In appearance, they resembled a mix of cats and mustelids, somewhat like today's Falkland mongoose.

Unlike the primarily arboreal mongoose, the scutosaur was adept at digging complex burrow systems, often with multiple exits to avoid predators. Its keen senses, relying on its well-developed senses of smell and hearing, allowed it to hunt at night and remain hidden in its burrows during the day. Despite coexisting with dinosaurs, the scutosaur's unique morphology and behavior were enough to challenge the dominance of young dinosaurs in the grassy areas.

"High intelligence, amphibious, omnivorous, powerful bite force, moderate size..." The archosaur silently calculated in his mind, "This... This is simply the perfect body tailor-made for Jamal!"

The soul of a black panther, paired with the body of this prehistoric "mongoose".

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

"It's you! It's decided!"

……

At this moment, in the live broadcast room in the real world, the barrage of comments has been completely drowned out by sighs.

[It's over, this black guy can't hold on any longer.]

[Ah, those tin cans are quite strong, their fighting spirit is also very strong, and they work together very well.]

Now that this black guy has supernatural powers, why doesn't he follow the example of "Saint James Lincoln" and confront the US government? What?

[He's the last Black Panther? Holy shit! Then stand up! Go for it! Screw the United States!]

Comrade! Hold on!

Under the gaze of hundreds of millions of viewers around the world filled with pity and regret, and under the cold and emotionless aim of the last nine "Super Maruns".

Jamal Washington, the son of the Black Panther holding a bone blade, the lone warrior who tried to shake the entire state machine with his own strength, finally exhausted his last bit of vitality.

His eyes, burning with anger, gradually lost all their luster.

The pair of ferocious bone blades that had torn apart the bodies of countless enemies also hung down weakly, and finally turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air.

His tall, scarred body still maintained its final, forward-charging posture, standing stubbornly and straight, like the century-old church in Greenwood and his grandfather's never-fading Black Panther flag.

he died.

But he died standing.

The moment the master dragon's consciousness returned to reality, he gave instructions to the system without hesitation.

"Guide his soul into Gaia's dream! Give it to the rat-tooth!"

[Command confirmed. Gaia seeds have been harvested. Soul binding with the Rattooth Beast in progress... Binding successful.]

"Alright! Now I'm going to go back to Gaia's Dream and see what changes have taken place in that rat-tooth beast."

At the moment of returning to Gaia's dream, he took a last look at the tragic corpse still standing in the center of the battlefield, his heart full of anticipation.

At this time, two "Super Maruns" walked forward cautiously. They first used instruments to repeatedly confirm that Jamal had no vital signs, and then relaxed their vigilance and recovered this "superhuman body" of great research value.

But the moment they placed Jamal's cold body into the special container...

"boom--!!!!!"

The ground beneath their feet suddenly exploded without any warning!

81. You are the Lord, You are the Blessing, All authority belongs to You!

Consciousness was as if being irresistibly pulled out of a cold, heavy body filled with the smell of rust and blood.

Jamal Washington finds himself... on the rise.

He had no body, no weight, only a pure, invisible consciousness. He "looked down" and could "see" the streets of Tulsa below, shrouded in flames and smoke. It was like hell on earth!

I can "see" myself who is still charging forward and standing stubbornly.

Around them, the "Super Maruns" closing the circle, their movements becoming incredibly slow, like frozen film. The shock and reluctance on the faces of the "divine messengers" descending from the sky were equally clear.

Is this... death?

There is no pain, no fear, but instead an unprecedented sense of ease and tranquility, as if all burdens have been lifted.

His consciousness continued to rise, piercing through the clouds dyed dark red by the smoke of gunpowder, and piercing through the deep night sky that seemed within reach. Finally, in a pure white light that was too blinding to look directly at, he arrived at a brand new, strange world that could not be described in any human language.

Is this heaven?

He, or his "soul", is crawling on this sacred land with a humble perspective similar to that of an ant.

The first thing that caught my eye was a towering tree, its grandeur and sacredness beyond words. Its trunk was so thick it seemed to support the entire universe, radiating a soft and warm golden light like the rising sun.

The lush, emerald green treetops directly replaced the sky, and each leaf was like a breathing star, emitting a pure breath of life.

The tree roots, as thick as a giant dragon, are deeply rooted in the unknown land beneath their feet, which is full of vitality, as if absorbing nutrients from the entire world.

Yggdrasil, the world tree in Norse mythology, connects nine worlds...

The Kabbalah Tree of Life, a diagram of the universe and divinity in mysticism...

The Bodhi tree in Buddhist scriptures is where the Buddha attained enlightenment and achieved the supreme enlightenment...

And in the Bible, there is the tree that stands in the center of the Garden of Eden, symbolizing life and wisdom!

"So...it's all true..."

"It turns out that the root of all myths, the starting point of all beliefs, and the source of all power all come from... you!"

Jamal's consciousness could no longer maintain a standing posture in front of this "sacred tree" that represents absolute will.

Without hesitation, he knelt down on the golden earth made of light in the most pious and prostrate posture.

A strong wave of endless regret and deep remorse instantly overwhelmed all his thoughts.

"Great Lord!"

In his heart, he let out a silent cry filled with tears and trembling.

"Please forgive the incompetence and sins of your humble servant, Jamal Washington!"

"You have granted me the divine power to fight injustice, you have given me hope to revive my homeland, and you have even shown me the path to the 'Promised Land'..."

"But I... I failed to live up to your grace! I was blinded by hatred, and overwhelmed by anger! I acted too hastily and rashly! I failed to unite all the forces that could be united, I failed to see the enemy's true weakness, and I even... failed to protect my compatriots who followed me!"

"I...failed..."

"I am willing to use this humble, sin-tainted soul of mine to cleanse myself of my incompetence! I am willing to fall into the deepest hell and endure the burning flames for eternity. I only beg you... I only beg you to give my compatriots one more chance! One... chance to let them live, to let them live with dignity!"

He "cried" and confessed, presenting all his faults and unwillingness without reservation to the supreme and silent "Lord".

The sacred tree remains silent.

It has no words and no oracles.

But just when Jamal was about to be completely consumed by his own regret, high-pitched cries and roars exploded not far away!

Jamal looked around in confusion, he was surprised. At the foot of this sacred tree, in this so-called "paradise", there lived countless bizarre "angels" and "holy beasts" that were full of holiness and majesty!

He saw a "Judgment Angel," a figure halfway between a giant bird and a beast, draped in dazzling golden wings, dozing lazily under the shade of the sacred tree. Its pupils, blazing like molten gold, occasionally opened a crack, and the hint of pressure it emanated was enough to make Jamal's soul tremble.

He saw that among the branches of the sacred tree, inhabited countless "Wailers," strange frog-like creatures with leathery wings and heads resembling tentacles. They uttered sharp, rhythmic calls, sometimes circling the sacred tree, sometimes swooping down to precisely snatch away the shimmering "light insects" that crawled on the ground.

He even saw that in the distance, above the endless sea of ​​grass full of primitive breath, groups of "reapers" with slender bodies, elegant postures, and huge sickle-shaped claws on their forelimbs were marching with their swift steps, confronting another group of more cunning "deceivers" who could imitate the sounds of all things, unfolding a game full of wisdom and power.

And in the winding "holy river" that exudes the breath of life, there live countless strange creatures that, in Jamal's opinion, can only be described as "miracles."

Leviathan, which is wreaking havoc in the Pacific Ocean, is just one of the countless living creatures in it.

Every living creature on this land is sacred and powerful, yet follows certain ancient and cruel laws. They depend on each other and hunt each other, forming a perfect ecological closed loop full of primitive vitality.

This is a true kingdom belonging to God.

Just as Jamal was extremely shocked by the miraculous scene before him, another "holy beast" slowly crawled out from an inconspicuous cave shrouded in darkness at the root of the sacred tree.

The form of this sacred beast is even more bizarre, and more... full of contradictory beauty.

From its overall outline, it resembled a giant cat with an unusually large, elongated physique, but its glossy fur, as smooth as the finest black silk, carried with it a touch of the cunning and elegance of a mustelid.

Its snout is slightly long, with some primitive features. Its eyes, as black and pure as obsidian, gleam with an almost childlike curiosity, but conceal a cold ferocity that is enough to crush the stars.

It blends the concepts of so many creatures: the elegance of a cat, the agility of a weasel, the stealth of a mouse, and even a hint of the coldness of a crocodile. It's like a drunken, mischievous god, casually kneading together several of its favorite creations to create a cute yet deadly "Cthulhu-like cuteness."

The sacred tree seemed unconcerned by its presence. And the "holy beast" ignored the other creatures fighting for food around it. It simply walked lightly and silently towards the prostrate Jamal.

Then, it lowered its furry, somewhat "cute" head and used its moist, black nose to gently and curiously touch Jamal's slowly dissipating empty soul.

"Lord...is this...your punishment for me?"

Jamal looked at the "holy beast" in front of him that was full of contradictions. Instead of feeling the slightest bit of fear, he felt a sense of calmness as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

"If that's the case, I'm willing to accept it. It's my supreme honor to be a part of the nourishment of this sacred country."

However, the "holy beast" did not swallow him in one gulp as he had imagined.

It just looked at him quietly with its pair of pure black eyes, and then stretched out its equally furry and harmless-looking front paw.

The next second, a stream of extremely pure energy filled with life and vitality, like warm sea water, instantly enveloped Jamal's soul that was on the verge of breaking!

His soul was slowly drawn into the body of the "holy beast" by an irresistible gentle force.

He did not feel any pain, but instead felt an unprecedented sense of security and warmth as if he had returned to the mother's womb.

He felt himself slowly merging into this powerful body.

Yes, the human Jamal Washington is completely "dead" and no longer exists.

Instead, a "rat-toothed beast" with human wisdom and Jamal's memory was reborn on this sacred land!

He felt the surging primal power within him, the powerful jaws that could easily crush bones, the sharp claws that could dig tunnels with ease...

He slowly raised his head and looked at the majestic sacred tree that was still emitting soft golden light. Endless religious fanaticism and piety flowed in those pure animal eyes.

"Thank you! Great and merciful Lord! All authority belongs to you! All praise belongs to you! You are the Master! You are the Father! You are the beginning and the end of all things! Thank you for not abandoning your humble servant! Thank you for giving me a second life!"

"I swear! I will use this more powerful body to better fulfill your will!"

"Whether it's serving you in the divine realm and becoming a part of your kingdom, or using these sharp claws to cleanse the world of all injustice and evil, I will obey your will!"

"I will dedicate my life to fulfilling your vision! Until I return to your arms!"