The war in the Mediterranean Sea and the subsequent destruction of London had sent the whole of Europe and even the whole world into a state of panic. Satellites had clearly observed the war between the heroes, mages, gods, and the dead souls. Those who had been desperately trying to hide this secret realized that they could no longer do so. So, they decided to release all the information they currently had to the public.
In just one hour, all the network nodes around the world were paralyzed. Countless people were exclaiming that everything that had been told in the myths of the past was true. Countless people felt the signs of chaos coming. At this critical moment, they remembered the government that they had been cursing in the past. They wanted to seek protection from the government, but there were also some bastards who wanted to make a fortune from the disaster.
In every city in the United States, there were many fakes who jumped out and said that they had predicted everything. Only those who believed in a certain god would be able to survive. And the one who jumped out the most was the Pope of the small Vatican, the center of the world's belief system. Five minutes after London was destroyed, the pope of the small country, the Vatican, informed the world that London was destroyed because the people did not believe in the gods. God was angry and sent down divine punishment. Only by regaining faith could one be saved.
Of course, when the pope was happily preparing to welcome the return of the gods, a total of 47 tactical missiles appeared almost simultaneously in the sky above the Vatican. These missiles came from all the countries that still had reason. No one wanted their own citizens to be a group of fanatical believers. And at this time, when a civilization was about to arrive, anyone who misled the public with their lies deserved to be killed!
Under such circumstances, the Vatican, which jumped out the most, was almost destined to be destroyed.
One hour and twenty-five minutes after the dimensional barrier collapsed, the Heavenly Sword Bureau's circular fortress, the modified Krypton flagship, and a large number of replicas of Krypton spaceships took off quickly, stabilizing the situation in the country in the shortest time possible. And the second country to stabilize the situation was unexpectedly the newly founded Utopia.
The moment the professor returned to the country, the mental power of the country strengthened by the Soul Gem swept across the whole of Mexico. Then, the four major mutant armies and the newly formed police force began to arrest people according to a long list. Two hours later, Saber came out of his petrified state and gave the first order.
Those who spread lies to confuse the masses … Kill!
The murderous order caused the heads of more than 500 believers from various religions to fall to the ground. The tough order also quickly stabilized the new country. On the other hand, America's freedom of religion had caused a huge problem for it at this moment. Almost all the major cities were showing signs of losing control, and in some remote cities, some cultists had even directly controlled the local government with the public's will.
Such a large country was thrown into turmoil because of a single piece of news.
However, the worse news was yet to come. Due to the collapse of the London node, Kamar-Taj's protection and monitoring of the world had failed. In just three hours after the dimensional collapse, there were an astonishing 5,375 abnormal summons and dimensional invasions. The secret realms of Europe and Africa were all lost. All the mages of Kamar-Taj had returned to the Holy Land. Together with the Kunlun Holy Land and the Heavenly Sword Bureau, they were barely able to suppress the dimensional invasions in Asia.
In other places, it was normal for monsters to rush into cities in broad daylight to plunder lives and flesh.
"No one knows what happened in the outer realm, but according to what Ares said before he died, Sorcerer Supreme … is probably dead."
Saber, whose face was still a little ugly, looked at Strange's Magic Incarnation in front of him and said in a deep voice,
"There are 17 ancient indigenous gods' divine power reactions in Mexico. I don't have the time or energy to help you anymore, but if I have to give you a suggestion … When it's time to give up, learn to give up. Strange, Ancient One doesn't even think of himself as a savior, so don't think about helping everyone. In the past few years, you have cultivated too many civilian forces. If they still can't protect themselves … then it can only be said that they died with no regrets."
"I know."
Strange nodded and said worriedly, "Our contact with Ancient One has never been restored. Saber, what I want to ask is, if she really needs help, will you … will you go?"
"Yes!"
Saber nodded, his expression unchanged, "Ancient One is also a friend of the professor and me. She is worth us fighting for her. When she needs us, she will summon us."
"Hum …"
Strange's Magic Incarnation suddenly disappeared at this moment. Saber's hands were on the table in front of him, and the scene in front of him was somewhat dizzy. This was probably the effect of Hercules' Poison Arrow had not passed yet, and in his heart, he also felt an inexplicable sense of powerlessness.
Since he established The Devil Gang and rampaged around the world, this feeling had not appeared for a long time. But this time, he, Clark, and Hulk, the three of them faced a revived god, and they were actually beaten without any power to fight back. If it wasn't for the professor taking the risk to suppress the scene with the Mind Gem that he could not fully control, the outcome would have been even worse.
He thought that he was strong enough, but now it seemed that … he was too weak, and in the face of such an opponent, he was too weak.
"Look, I said it a long time ago, you need real power … not these illusions that can only dominate the mortal world."
Phoenix's voice sounded in his mind at the right time.
"You want to protect your family, you want to protect your friends, but think about it, without power, how can you protect them? That nosy female can't even protect herself at this time, and what you are about to face are all opponents that you can't compete with at all … Don't you understand now? "
Phoenix emphasized her tone:
"Everything you want, only I can give you!"
"But your asking price is too high … I can't afford it."
Saber shook his head and took the initiative to disconnect the spiritual link with Phoenix. He turned his head and saw Selena and Felicity walking into the room together.
"Diana's injury is very serious, Saber, the professor is checking her spirit."
Selena held Saber's arm. Saber lowered his head, kissed her fragrant hair, and hugged Felicity. The bespectacled lady's face was a little red. She lowered her head and said:
"Now that the national surveillance is over, the professor can guarantee that he will notice some unfavorable changes at any time. Sergues and the others are leading the sorcerers to seal the fluctuations of the divine power … Saber, is everything in the past really over?"
"I don't know."
A rare look of confusion appeared in Seber's eyes. He lifted his head and looked at the clear sky. "No one knows when those damned gods will come back, and no one knows how they will come back. Just like how war is bound to happen, the only thing we can do is to accept it and fight back."
"I will protect you … I swear."
He hugged his two loved ones and enjoyed a brief moment of peace in the office. Next to the Zero Dock in Mexico, in a tightly sealed military base, there were all kinds of experimental equipment. Dr. Hawkins and Dr. Ethan personally oversaw the place. When the transformation of the old Svartalfheim was completed, the top-secret research would be carried out in the new world.
At this critical juncture, not only Saber, the professor, and even the researchers felt the impending storm. Professor Hawkins did not need Saber's reminder to speed up the practical process of the research. The research submitted for review was approved without hesitation, and the first batch of test subjects would be sent to the temporary laboratory this afternoon.
The destruction of London only happened five hours ago, but for those who were closest to the truth and had seen it with their own eyes, it was as far away as the previous era.
"It's another divine power reaction. Damn it!"
Professor Hawkins trembled as he walked to the energy detector. He complained to his grandson, Erwin. "If I didn't know the gods were coming back, I would have thought the damn machine was broken. Let me see."
"Huh? This time, it's … New York? "
Professor Hawkins rubbed his eyes and looked back at his grandson. "It lasted for more than ten seconds. Some people who don't belong to this world must have come down. Don't you want to take a look?"
"New York?"
Scholar Hawkins, who was busy writing and drawing, turned his head and pushed up his glasses. "Grandpa, are you out of your mind? That place is now our enemy. New York is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. We don't need to worry about it. If we have the time, we might as well plan the experiment. According to Boss Saber, we don't have much time left for the experiment. "
"Sigh … Young people these days …"
Professor Hawkins nagged as he walked back to his experiment bench. As he sorted out the documents, he said, "That was our motherland. Although I like Mexico now … Anyway, has the gamma ray generator arrived?"
"It's here. Cornelia went to sign for it."
On the other side of the continent, in New York, the Archangel Uriel stood in New York's Times Square. At dusk, the holy light surged from his body, illuminating his feathered white robe. His holy body was like a real god. In front of him was a crowd of worshippers. They sincerely recited the Bible, praying for the Lord's protection in this time of fear.
It had been a long time since Uriel used his own body to descend to the human world. After a thousand years, he returned to this place. The strange buildings did not surprise him. On the contrary, when he saw the crowd of worshippers in front of him, the Archangel's face, regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, showed a satisfied smile.
"My Lord has left, but his gaze has never left his flock. Today, I bring a new oracle from my Lord. The era of faith has begun. If you serve the gods and give your sincere faith, you will naturally be able to …"
"Shut up! Bird! "
Before Uriel could finish his sentence, a deep voice came from a corner in the distance. Little Scum, dressed in red tights and armed to the teeth, sauntered out with two swords in his hands. He tilted his head and looked at the Archangel, who had an ugly expression on his face. He smiled mischievously.
"Some big shot spent 500 million to find himself an angel servant. I'll take this job … Do you want to come with me yourself, or do you want me to see your chicken wings and tie you up with a chain? Oh, right, I'll tell you in advance that the big boss likes men. With your appearance, he'll be overjoyed. "
"Bah, you can be bought with 500 million!"
Another voice sounded again. Constantine, who was leaning against the darkness, played with the demon hunting rifle in his hand. He reached out, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and threw it on the ground.
"Fu … What a rude and stupid mercenary. Don't you know that a complete angel's heart can be sold for at least 1 billion on the black market?"
"What!"
Deadpool was shocked. He grabbed his head and roared, "That bastard lied to me! I'm going to kill him! By the way … Buddy, 1 billion, let's split it equally, okay? "
"Bang bang bang bang!"
As soon as the voice fell, Ms. Ophila descended from the sky with four Kryptonian warriors. She looked around, took out the cigar in her mouth, and shouted domineeringly.
"This angelic creature is the target of the Krypton Security Company. Anyone who wants to take him away has to go through me first!"
The three forces surrounded the Archangel Uriel in the center and discussed the price as if they were discussing killing a chicken. The humiliated angel couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled out two lightsabers and slashed at Ophila. A fight to the death unfolded in Times Square at dusk.
Looking at the bloody battle, Little Spider, who was hiding in the darkness, patted his chest exaggeratedly.
"Fu … Fortunately, it seems that I don't need to do anything. Tsk tsk, this angel is really miserable."
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