I put monsters and super powers in America

"The federal government discriminates against us, withholding funds that should have been invested in our community. The community clinic has closed due to lack of funding, the church's free lunch program has been discontinued due to 'budget cuts,' and our children are using moldy textbooks from twenty years ago in school!"

"After so much effort, some people finally make it out of here and want to venture into the outside world, but companies controlled by white capital just throw resumes with black surnames in the trash!"

"Despite this, we remain devout; we even... believe in you more devoutly than most white people! But why do you always turn a blind eye to our suffering?"

"But why do you give us hope and then take it away again?"

For the first time, a strong wave of resentment and unwillingness surged in his heart, which had been soaked in faith all his life.

He thought of his dead father, the innocent ancestors who were massacred in the photos, and his fellow citizens in the community who were struggling in poverty and despair.

"If...if this is the fate you have arranged for us, if resistance and shouting only bring us more complete destruction..."

He slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of turbid, hot tears silently slid down his wrinkles that looked like they were carved by a knife or an axe.

"Then perhaps... destruction is our only and best destination."

At the moment this thought flashed through his mind—

“BOOM ...

A loud bang, duller, more terrifying, and more despairing than all the previous explosions combined, came from the deepest part of the earth beneath their feet without any warning!

The entire church, and even the entire Greenwood district, beat violently at this moment, as if a huge heart had exploded underground!

In the basement, everyone was thrown to the ground by this sudden, terrifying shock, like a magnitude 9 earthquake! The lights flickered violently several times before going out in an instant, plunging the entire space into pitch-black darkness and chaos!

Then, the earth cracked open.

A massive, bottomless crack, as if cleaved by a giant axe from hell, spread madly from the center of the battlefield in all directions! The hard asphalt road surface and the thick concrete building foundation were as fragile as a piece of thin paper before it, easily torn and devoured!

What gushed out of the cracks was neither magma nor groundwater.

It was a pure darkness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved!

The darkness seemed to have its own life, constantly wriggling, rolling, and rising, swallowing up even the light wherever it passed!

Then, a head, so huge that it was suffocating, difficult to describe using any geometry known to mankind, slowly and silently rose from the pure darkness.

It's a whopping fifty meters long! Even longer than the "Evil Dragon" in New York State!

What’s even more terrifying is that its body is very strong and not at all as slender as the “evil dragon”!

Moreover, its appearance is completely different from that of the "monster" that is full of tyranny and destruction!

The outline of its head was a cross between the graceful feline and the agile weasel, yet it held a hint of the indescribable majesty of a mythical creature. Its entire body was covered in a thick, glossy coat of fur as smooth as the finest black silk. The fur was so pure and deep that it seemed to absorb all the surrounding light. Dotted across its fur were countless tiny, shimmering silver specks like stars. As it moved, these specks shifted like flowing galaxies, forming a variety of mysterious and elegant patterns.

Its huge, jet-black eyes, as if carved from the purest obsidian, slowly opened.

In those eyes, there was neither the brutality and bloodthirstiness of a beast, nor the indifference and majesty of a god.

What there is is just...endless, cold anger that is enough to freeze the entire world!

That's Jamal Washington's anger!

It is the anger of the countless innocent souls who have died in the Vernon African Methodist Episcopal Church over the past hundred years!

It is the immense anger that has been pent up in Greenwood and the entire black community over hundreds of years of oppression and injustice!

This anger was so pure and so strong that even the surrounding air became solidified and distorted because of it!

The giant beast slowly emerged from the cracked earth, fully displaying its equally huge, elegant and agile body before the world.

Every movement was silent, like a ghost gliding through the night, yet it carried a commanding, undeniable aura. It seemed not a monster emerging from the earth, but a sacred beast descended from a higher dimension, a realm imbued with holiness and tranquility...

After a few seconds of silence, the global live broadcast room went completely crazy.

[What…what did I see…another…another one?! And…this one seems bigger than the previous ones?! And…also more handsome?!]

[Did this poke a monster's nest? ]

[Hey, stop talking nonsense! How can you call this a monster?! Look at its fur! That sacred light! Those eyes filled with wisdom! This is clearly a sacred beast! A divine beast!]

[Holy crap! I think I understand! This plot... this plot is about the 'Son of the Black Panther' dying on the battlefield, and then his immortal spirit transforms into the guardian beast of this land, returning for revenge! This is fucking insane! Isn't it?!]

[Yes, yes, yes! That's exactly what it means! Black Panthers live forever! The heroic spirit is immortal! Screw those damn white pigs!]

Are you guys crazy?! A monster is a monster! No matter what it looks like! Once this thing appears, it will surely cause another massacre! This is not a good thing at all! This is the destruction of our existing human order! We should unite and fight these threats together...

[Unity your mother! Get the hell out of here, you idiot! When those 'Super Maruns' were blasting the ground with their howitzers, why didn't you come out and say it was a destruction of order?! Now that the Black guys have a Divine Beast, you're out here playing the virgin? Get the hell out of here, you hypocritical bastard!]

In the church basement, the backup power supply was activated and the dim lights came on again.

Old Pastor Elijah and the surviving black residents saw this incredible scene through the tablet computer with cracks on the screen. Everyone was stunned and their minds went blank.

What's this?

Did the Lord finally hear their prayers and send a new "messenger"?

Or is this another "evil spirit" that is more powerful and more terrifying?

Nobody knows.

On the other hand, when the surviving "Super Maruns" on the battlefield saw the appearance of this "Ultimate BOSS" that was more terrifying than all the previous BOSSs combined, the last bit of courage and honor belonging to the soldiers in their hearts completely collapsed.

"It's over...it's all over..."

"What the hell is this place?! First the Blade Warrior shows up, and now the Burrowing Beast?! Is this fucking hell?!"

There was only one thought left in the captain's mind.

"We will die here... everyone will die..."

At this moment, in the basement, the old pastor, Elijah White, who had been silent all the time, suddenly burst into a crazy, hoarse laugh like a night owl.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, tears streamed down his face, and he almost couldn't breathe.

He pointed at the black sacred beast on the screen that was slowly approaching the "Super Marun" line, and then pointed at the soldiers on the screen who were scared out of their wits and desperately calling for support, and a smile mixed with pleasure, relief and morbid ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Come! Come! Great, unknown god! Whether you are an angel or a devil! Crush them, us, and everything in this land filled with sin and suffering!"

"To be able to drag so many high-handed white pigs down to hell together..."

"It's worth it!"

The "Super Maruns" also felt that they were finished.

They watched helplessly as the black sacred beast, like a moving mountain, advanced towards them, step by step, each step seeming to tread upon their fragile hearts. They even forgot to fire, forgot to resist, and only desperately awaited the inevitable fate of being crushed into pulp.

However, to everyone's surprise, the giant beast did not do so.

It walked up to the group of "Super Maruns" that had completely given up resistance and stopped.

It simply glanced at them coldly with its obsidian eyes, burning with cold anger. Then, it turned around, its massive body like the strongest wall, blocking the surviving black residents who were trembling out of the basement and the ruins.

It roared intimidatingly and warningly at the armed Super Maruns, as if to say—

"I will protect them."

"From today on, this is my territory."

Its huge body cast a shadow over all the survivors.

The shadow was no longer cold or terrifying, but instead carried an unprecedented, reassuring warmth.

Just as this clear-cut confrontation between black and white reached its most tense peak—

"Whoosh-!"

There was a sound of breaking air from afar!

84 (Part 1). Even if Magneto comes, you have to kowtow to him!

"Whoosh-!"

There was a sound of breaking air from afar!

It was a shadow flashing with a cold metallic light. It suddenly fell from the clouds ten thousand meters high at an almost vertical angle, like a spear of judgment cast by the hand of God!

The gigantic 15-meter-tall bipedal robot, painted in the same desert camouflage as the M1A2 tank, suddenly ignited its four sets of vector propulsion engines on its back, which resembled insect wing elytra, the moment it penetrated the clouds, spitting out a dazzling blue plasma tail flame!

Its design is full of violent aesthetics that purely serve the purpose of killing.

The sturdy, anti-jointed feet are like the claws of a prehistoric bird of prey; the armor on the chest and shoulders is extremely thick and full of angular cutting lines.

Its head was relatively small, fully armored, with only a single, blood-red optical sensor slowly rotating, like the single eye of a sleeping behemoth. Its right arm mounted a 120mm electromagnetic railgun, while the left was a massive alloy tower shield capable of deploying an energy shield.

The War Incubator drifted sideways in the air, completely defying the laws of inertia, and hovered steadily above the battlefield. Simply floating there, the icy, oppressive feeling it exuded, like a top-tier war machine, was enough to suffocate those on the ground looking up at it.

"This is the 'hotbed of war,' Major Cole McGregor." Inside the cockpit, a figure in a tight black pilot suit reported to the ground control center over an encrypted channel, "I've arrived at the target airspace. Damn, was there just a meteorite hitting this place? It's fucking spectacular."

"Fuck, where the hell did such a big black rat come from?!"

While Cole was complaining madly in his mind, he skillfully controlled the optical sensor of the mecha to firmly lock onto the black giant beast with a body length of more than 50 meters that was confronting the "Super Marun" below.

"Fire control radar activated, laser ranging complete, target thermal imaging and electromagnetic signal signature comparison in progress... Damn it! Failed! This monster has no heat source or electromagnetic signature to lock onto! It's like... like a cold, moving stone!"

"Damn it! It's this thing again!" Cole pounded his fist on the console in frustration. He remembered the desperate report sent back by the two F/A-18 pilots in the Western Pacific - they also couldn't lock on to the "Leviathan".

This means that the expensive, precision-guided Hellfire and Maverick missiles mounted on his mecha are basically a pile of scrap metal in front of this monster.

"There's nothing we can do..." He glanced at the radar map, at the group of terrified black civilians trapped between the behemoth and the Super Marun, and gritted his teeth. "Command, listen! I can't lock onto the target. I'm switching to Plan B! I'll manually set the attack coordinates and launch a blanket fire strike on the target area! Give me three minutes to clear all friendly units in that area!"

He quickly operated on the tactical tablet, setting the attack coordinates of eight air-to-ground missiles on the ground around the giant rat-tooth beast, trying to cause damage to it with the shock wave and fragments of the explosion.

"Missiles separated! Good luck, babies!"

Eight missiles, trailing white trails, whistled and smashed towards the huge black figure on the ground!

However, the next second, Cole's eyes, which were wide open due to concentration, were instantly filled with incredible horror!

The massive black sacred beast below didn't even move. But the ground around it, the wreckage of overturned cars, the debris of collapsed buildings, and even large chunks of asphalt pavement, all seemed to float in the air!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The rocks and scrap metal suspended in the air, as if thrown by a pair of invisible giant hands, transformed into hundreds of deadly "anti-aircraft shells", which accurately faced the incoming missiles at a speed several times faster than the missiles themselves!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All the missiles were detonated in mid-air by these primitive yet deadly "bombs"! A series of explosions sounded in the air, like a grand fireworks display that bloomed prematurely.

"What the hell is this monster?! Telekinesis?! Even if Magneto comes, he has to offer it a cigarette?!" Major Cole McGregor's roar echoed in the empty cockpit.

He knew that all long-range attack methods were rendered ineffective.

"Control Center, Cyclops requests landing!" His voice, after a brief moment of shock, regained the calmness and determination unique to a soldier. "I repeat, requesting landing! Since I can't hit it, I'm going to go down and chop it into a paste with my own hands!"

"Attention everyone! The angel... has arrived!"

"boom--!!!"

The massive "Warbed" mecha's four vector propulsion engines instantly overloaded, erupting with a blue flame several times more intense than before! Weighing over a dozen tons of steel, it plummeted towards the ground like a flaming meteorite falling from the sky!

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud “BOOM!!!”

The mecha landed heavily on the ground. The moment its feet touched down, the entire earth shook violently. The hard asphalt road surface instantly collapsed and cracked as if struck by a meteorite, forming two enormous spider-web-like cracks over three meters in diameter! The powerful shockwave swept up a cloud of dust, which spread wildly in all directions!

The momentum of this appearance alone is enough to make anyone who witnesses it feel suffocated and despair.

"It's... it's the 'Hotbed of War'! It's our trump card!"

"Oh my God! We are saved! We are saved!"

The despair on the faces of the "Super Maruns," who had been on the verge of collapse, was instantly replaced by an almost insane joy at having survived a catastrophe when they saw the statue of the war god that had seemingly descended from the sky! It was as if they had found a single beacon in the endless darkness, and they all let out a cheer of excitement at having survived a catastrophe!

On the other side, in the church basement, the black residents who had just ignited a glimmer of hope because of the "coming of the holy beast" saw through the drone camera this terrifying war machine that represented the highest technological crystallization of the Federation. Their hearts, which had just been lifted up to heaven, were kicked back to hell harshly and mercilessly!

"What...what is that..." A young black mother stared at the cold steel giant on the screen, her voice trembling with extreme fear. "Can our guardian angel...defeated it?"

No one could answer her.

Live broadcast rooms around the world have long been completely flooded with comments in various languages, full of shock and enthusiasm.

【Gundam! It's fucking Gundam! 】

[Holy crap! I told you! How could the beautiful country not have a hidden gem? This mecha, this design, this appearance! It's so cool!]

[Don't be so mean, this is clearly EVA! Look at that slender figure and those muscular (anti-censorship) lines! It's definitely a modified EVA Unit-01!]

[Everyone in front of me, get out of here! This is clearly the 'Danger Ranger' from Pacific Rim! Look at that thick chest plate and those powerful arms! Is the 'Dragon Slaying Sword' going to pop out of his arms next?]

[Stop arguing, stop arguing! Whatever it is, the Super Robot Wars has officially begun! This time, I'm on the mecha side! After all, driving a Gundam is a man's romance!]

[Bullshit! Do you even know what a pure, unpolluted sacred beast is?! That's true power! A patchwork monster like a mecha can't defeat the pure-blooded 'Black Panther Sacred Beast'!]

[I bet fifty cents that the mecha will be dismantled into pieces by the sacred beast within three minutes!]