Overgod Ascension

Boom!

In the midst of the loud noise, a bank wall broke a big hole.

Several bandits rushed out of the walls and firearms seemed to pour out sparks as if they were typewriters.

Opposite, cries, sirens, and fire trucks converge to create noisy images.

“Damn it! It's the bomb madman Sikov! This is his third crime of the month! ”

Several patrol officers hid behind the bunker and could barely lift their heads under fire from each other. A patrol officer was also struck with blood in his ear and complained out loud: "Where did they get all this high explosive powder? Are federal customs officers eating shit, letting such a large quantity of arms flow into the country? ”

Not only is he depressed, but the patrol cops next to him are equally depressed.

The firepower of these bandits is so fierce that all kinds of bullets fight like bullets without money, and they go wild, they are simply not in sight.

“Whatever, apply for army support! ”

A senior superintendent bit his teeth: “Even if it's embarrassing, it's better than being run away by a prisoner! ”

“Senior Inspector Austin?! ”

At this point, a dozen black steamer cars dragged their tail flames to the scene, coming down from above a cold man in a black trench coat and sunglasses.

“Sikov is dealt with by our Bureau of Investigation, and all you patrol cops have to do is cooperate! ”

“Bastard, what did you say? ”

Proactive solicitation is two completely different feelings than direct intrusion into one's sphere of power, and Austington growls: “You know what you're talking about? By law, you don't have that power! ”

“Actually, I do! ”

An FBI official came up with an appointment: "The Federal Constitution takes precedence over the laws of the municipalities, and I take over your command temporarily in the name of the Constitution, as appointed by the President! ”

“Now, get your men out of here, he's not something you can handle! ”

The windbreaker man smiled slightly, and the disdainful smell made Austin blush, but then, as the sound of a track came, he turned his head stunned and saw a huge body, using the tracks to advance, carrying many cannon tubes on his body, as if the monster of the forward turret slowly came along the avenue, and the car along the way was ruthlessly crushed by it, turning into a pile of iron cakes.

“This is… a federal heavy tank! ”

Austin was pale: "How dare you directly mobilize troops into the city? And use this weapon... Oh, my God! Do you have any idea how devastating this could be? ”

“All I know is catch the prisoners! ”

The man in the trench coat smiled indifferently: "As for how to appease the people and deal with the aftermath, it's a matter of headaches between the mayor and his staff...”

Not far away, as the multi-turret tanks roared, the bandits across the street suddenly fell into a flesh hell...

……

Headquarters of the Office of Paranormal Handling.

It was built in a huge underground air defense hole, and researchers in white coats were busy working under the leadership of Professor Luther, who had fallen into ruins.

“Professor, how's it going? ”

In the main control room, Lucius had a toothpick in his mouth and looked at the screen in front of him, which was divided into nine lattices.

“According to intelligence from the previous Bureau of Investigation, there are three intellectuals who can already be identified and successfully captured, excluding some accidental injuries! ”

Lucius said in an astonishing tone: "This is just not knowing convergence, jumping out on its own, hiding the inevitable more! ”

“I'm working on these three samples and trying to develop a detection device so that it doesn't take a lot of human and material resources to get rid of them! ”

Professor Luther lifted his glasses.

Since gaining support and recognition, not only his career, but his whole life has been rejuvenated in the second spring.

And he said in a fanatical tone, “Look! This is sample number one. The FBI has checked his family and social relations eight times. It's just an ordinary person. Three months ago, there was nothing unusual about it, but now he's got an imbecile and used it to sweep over five million dollars in casinos...”

“What do you mean… the infidel is not born, but a later being, or an accident, that made him this way? ”

Lucius frowned.

“That's not the point, keep looking...”

Professor Luther skipped his mouth.

Lucius stared at the screen, and it was a cell, and Lake was tied up with five flowers, like a psychopath, and only his neck and mouth could barely move.

“Lake! We know everything about you. You're a normal person. Why did you end up like this? ”

A guy who's good at torture is asking.

“I can't say! ”

Lake seemed to want to succumb, but immediately after that, he shut up, and no matter what torture he was subjected to, he stopped talking.

“Is this a video? ”

Lucius asked uncertainly, "What happened to the prisoner? ”

“Later, I authorized the use of vomiting agent on sample number one! ”

Luther pressed the quick forward button, with regret in his tone: "Almost there...”

In the screen, Lucius sees Lake filled with a lot of potion, and the whole person is confused.

“Now, tell me! ”

A white man grabbed his hair: "What the hell is wrong with your abilities? Where did you get it? ”

“Not enough doses! Keep going!”

After several large bottles of oral tape injection, Lake had come close to spitting foam in his mouth, when he finally mumbled a few words: “The cycle of the world...”

Suddenly, after saying the word, his eyeballs burst, twitching all over him, and he straightened over.

“He's dead...”

Professor Luther sighed: "I've clearly tested his physique, and that dose of exhalant, at best, burned his brain, should not be fatal. ”

“And on the other two things themselves, I came to a similar conclusion! They're not reluctant to talk, they can't! This is a very interesting situation! ”

……

“You mean, some kind of restriction? ”

Lucius frowned: "A constraint beyond our imagination, as if it were a curse, once they had told the truth, would they die? ”

“Yes, that's what I mean! ”

Professor Luther was excited: “Lucius, we have to admit that we know almost nothing about supernatural abilities, so we have to make assumptions first…”

“Assuming that there really is such a presence that it gives ordinary people superpowers, what is it? ”

Lucius touched his chin: "The cycle of the world? ”

The language of the Confederation is still different from that of the Kingdom of Golden Oak, and the meaning is often very different when worded differently on both sides.

He thought about it, and it seemed like a lightning bolt had struck his head: "The cycle of the world? Infinite world...... round!!! ”

Lucius suddenly screamed, “The book! The novel! Oh, my God, the clue is so obvious, it's all around us, but I never found it! ”

“Lucius, what have you got? ”

Luther frowned and obviously couldn't understand Lucius' excitement.

“Professor, I'll explain this to you later, but now I have to get going and keep an eye on a writer... he's too important, it's the root of everything! ”

Lucius was shaking his whole body when he said those words.

If, as he had guessed, there was such a mysterious and unpredictable being that he could easily empower others, then what was He? Real God, or the devil?

Can the power of the Union of Purple Blossoms handle such existence?

Lucius was excited and excited to think that even though there was a secret society of family members in a small Eagle City in the kingdom of Golden Oak, his mood cooled again.

“What's wrong with you? ”

Professor Luther asked in confusion.

“Professor... I mean, if... if one day, a true god comes, do you think our Union of Purple Blossoms has the power of confrontation? ”

Lucius was silent for half a day and finally asked in a dry voice.

“A true god? ”

Professor Luther obviously didn't expect Lucius to ask the question either. After a moment, he answered: “I don't know...”

“Indeed...”

Lucius smiled bitterly and looked very depressed.

“But I believe that our science is the greatest miracle! The reason we can't explain the mystery yet is just because our cognition hasn't come to that yet! ”

And then Professor Luther answered firmly, "True God? Perhaps it's just a creature that we don't understand, as long as we continue to climb along the current path, one day we will recognize Him completely, perhaps by that time, each of us will be considered a so-called ‘true god' when we return to history...”

“Thank you, Professor! ”

Lucius sincerely thanked: "After hearing you say that, I am much better! ”

“And… with the current strength of our Federation, even if it is true, it may have a lot of power! ”

Professor Luther's face suddenly has a strange look: “You know, I have a lot of classmates and friends who not only serve in the Golden Oak Kingdom, the Pandorne Empire, but also more in the service of the Purple Blossom Federation... plus the level of secrecy that we now work on is enough to reach some of the true secrets of the Federation...”

“What secret? ”

Lucius is a fog.

“Do you remember the development of the Western Wilderness? That's just a front, the real purpose of the Federation, to build a powerful secret weapon, one that's theoretically powerful enough to destroy the whole world! ”

Professor Luther said in an astonishing tone: "If there are any weapons in our Federation that even the gods fear, that must be it! ”