From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 39: Time to Fight a Tornado

"Governor, we must think of something! Otherwise, when this tornado continues to expand, a single charge from it could destroy half the city!"

As the storm continued to grow, Gao's mood seemed to be riding a roller coaster, continuously plummeting.

The reason natural disasters were called natural disasters was precisely because they couldn't be resisted or stopped!

"Then what do you want to do? Do you want to confront this god?" Newland countered.

Gao nodded, "I've asked Father Angus, and he said the current world isn't suitable for Divine Manifestation, so no matter where the supernatural beings come from, they descend through possession, not through their true forms!"

"This Wind God must also be descending through possession! As long as we destroy this vessel of his, we can definitely stop the disaster!"

Newland asked him, "Then wouldn't we become their enemies?"

Gao looked at the governor and said loudly, "He is the god of the Aztec people! The god of the indigenous people! Do you think if we do nothing, we won't become their enemies?"

Hearing these words, both Newland and his advisors fell silent.

They were descendants of white people who came across the oceans. The hatred between them and the descendants of indigenous people was too numerous to record. Perhaps Gao was right.Even if they chose not to confront them, would these people who had gained special powers get along peacefully with them?

Although everyone superficially looked down on the indigenous people, surveillance over them had never been relaxed.

It was precisely because of that almost irreparable hatred that they were so vigilant!

Of course, this point wasn't actually crucial at all. The most critical thing was Gao's next words: "Besides, do you think that as gods, they wouldn't be able to find out who the real mastermind behind these events is?"

It was this sentence that truly made Newland completely resolve himself!

"Tell Joris to stop dealing with those immigrant matters and directly integrate the teams!" Newland gritted his teeth and made the decision, "Let's go, we'll check the situation at the front lines!"

Seeing the governor finally relent, Gao also nodded, "I'll request instructions from the White House to have the National Guard fight alongside you!"

"If necessary, I authorize you to use heavy weapons to eliminate him!"

But Newland still wasn't reassured and said to his subordinates, "Go to the San Diego Garden Church and bring Father Angus and Sister Caroline here!"

Whatever Olson Family, whatever high-level forces in Los Angeles, whatever balance of power tactics—all were cast aside by him at this moment.

In the face of destructive crisis, these things didn't matter! The only hope he could place now was in these two proven "Chosen Ones."

...

Joris Gold was the police chief of Los Angeles and undoubtedly the city's fifth most powerful figure.

Of course, even with his status, in the power struggle between Governor Newland and the one in the White House, he still couldn't remain neutral and had to choose a side.

However, he hadn't been too concerned with these issues recently, spending his days discussing redemption and joining the Church with his family pastor.

News from the neighboring church had made him keenly aware of the world's changes, and he chose to actively align himself with the Church.

What did the struggle between two parties have to do with him?

Don't disturb his faith in God.

Then he received the news that he had to go fight a tornado!

"Holy shit! What did you say? Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Looking at Gao's serious face, Joris couldn't understand, "We're going to stop a tornado? With what? The guns in our hands?"

"We're going to fight a tornado now?"

"Actually, there are also tanks, armored vehicles, RPGs, and self-propelled artillery!" Gao replied, "Both the Governor and the President have approved our request to use these weapons. Now you just need to execute, Chief Gold!"

Hearing this, Joris understood, "Show me the latest information. What we're attacking probably isn't just the tornado, right?"

Soon, in the vehicle on the way to the battlefield, Joris finished reading the main information about this battle.

Looking at the captured, very blurry human figure, watching the foggy weather caused by the tornado's arrival, he took a deep breath:

"Bullshit! You want us to confront a god? Do you know that according to the latest news, during that ritual in San Diego, just because our people went to take a look, that eagle destroyed over 20 vehicles, 50 drones, and almost all electronic equipment?"

"What you're confronting are mythical unknown entities, a group of gods! Do you know what you're doing?"

Gao nodded calmly, "I know, of course I know! My people were at that ritual scene. Among the dead, besides your people, were my people!"

"But, Chief Gold, if we don't go, this city's wind will continue to expand until it destroys the entire city, and even the entire country!"

Hearing this, Joris's expression also changed. He had gained a real, practical understanding of these Native American deities' recklessness.

They were all white people. These gods would never spare them, so... this battle was unavoidable!

"Then let's go! Move out!" Joris roared, "Let's take care of this damn Foreign God!"

"Behind me, I have the blessing of the Lord of Hosts! This is the nation God promised!" he declared loudly, as if such words could give him some courage.

None of them had any reason to retreat. Behind them was the city—this was the purest defense of their homeland!

Before the massive tornado, several thousand police and National Guard members had already taken heavy armored vehicles and tanks, slowly advancing onto the streets.

However, due to the tornado's dust and swirling dark clouds, the sky gradually darkened, so few citizens could see them.

With anti-establishment protesters filling the streets and zero-dollar shopping enthusiasts everywhere, not many people would come out to broadcast live either.

So although they advanced quickly, not many citizens noticed them.

Even most reporters had already driven away from this area. Everyone understood tornadoes—if you were still outdoors now, you'd really be teaming up with frogs in the sky.

Frogs might come down intact, but humans would really be scattered in pieces everywhere.

But not everyone felt this way—at least Alex Sheffield didn't think so.

His vehicle was a Hummer, weighing two tons, giving him confidence to stand firm in the wind.

With its built-in sports camera and gimbal, he could film and edit himself. He had originally planned to create a special feature about "urban tornadoes."

But as gray figures appeared on the adjacent street, Alex immediately stopped his weather filming!

What did he see? Were those tanks? And armored vehicles?

"Holy fuck, is that self-propelled artillery?" Alex became excited. He cautiously stuck a small head out the window and extended his sports camera!

"These police and National Guard actually joined forces and are heading toward the tornado?" He observed their movements, guessing their purpose!

Although alarm bells were ringing wildly in his heart, Alex also knew that in today's weather, aside from him, almost no one else would be here.

That meant this would be his exclusive scoop!

"Fuck it, I'm doing it! For my bonus and rent!" Alex hammered the steering wheel, turned the key, and started the Hummer's engine.

He always felt that he was just one step away from becoming a famous journalist!

Thus, the Hummer stealthily followed the large force, filming their actions all the way.

Perhaps because the sky was too dark, or maybe because the wind was too noisy, the team didn't discover they were being followed until they stopped about one kilometer in front of the tornado.

With orders from Joris and Gao, tanks and artillery began turning their barrels, aiming at the tornado!

"What? Has that Blond Guy finally gone crazy? Actually using the military to fight a tornado?" Alex said in surprise. He had even taken out his notebook and quickly typed a headline:

"President Suspected of Having Dementia, Forcing Military to Fight Tornado!"

But even he felt this was somewhat absurd, so he continued peering out, wanting to see if there was really something on the other side. And wouldn't you know it, he saw something!

"Oh my God! There's a person in that tornado!" Alex really saw it—under the military's searchlights, he saw that figure floating in mid-air!

He immediately understood the military and police's intention, and then his heart began thumping wildly!

This time, he probably wouldn't just become a famous journalist—he would become legendary!

Of course, Alex didn't know that the reason he hadn't been discovered by the military police ahead wasn't because he was well-hidden, but because someone was sitting on his car roof.

"How can I let you handle things quietly? Matters like this need to be known by more people!"

Bai Yang said with a smile, waving his hand to make the somewhat stalled hurricane move forward again!

First battle of the Divine War—actors in place, audience in place, ready to begin.