The obstruction was not the end, but rather the true unfolding of the opponent's power.
As Raum's feather completely integrated into his body, Martin, experiencing this sensation for the second ti, gradually found what he needed to do under Father Angus's care and guidance.
He could feel that the power within his body had a certain control over "wind." If possible, he could wave his hand and create another gust of wind.
But now he knew he couldn't be so willful anymore—he had to prevent this disaster from continuing to spread.
So he raised his hand once more, a marvelous power surging from his palm, slowly and gradually rging into the tornado, causing the storm to gradually diminish.
This weakening didn't seem particularly fast to him, but to those watching from further away, it appeared exceptionally rapid.
The towering tornado shrank bit by bit until the atmospheric pressure between heaven and earth finally returned to normal, and the thick wind pillar ultimately vanished completely.
The overcast environnt also slowly dissipated, the sun showed its face, illuminating the current scene of devastation.
"Whew!" A soft sigh echoed in the ears of every observer.
They tried to find the source of the sigh, only to realize that everyone was sighing—it was the sound of everyone breathing a huge sigh of relief.
"Clean up the scene, block the news, and send this damn information to that blond guy!" Newland said, clutching his head as he reluctantly issued the command. "All our subsequent operations are suspended, shifting to pending status!"
In fact, they had been locked in a battle of wits during the previous period!
The death of Jeron and the ongoing urban battle were clear evidence of this.
After all, since neither side had conceded yet, the stalemate continued. At this mont, any retreat would be seen as proof of weakness!
But today's events made Newland realize he could no longer hold out!
These damned foreign gods, this disaster that had already spread—all his ambitions had temporarily evaporated because of them.
"Why is everything happening in California? What exactly is here that makes those deities pay such attention?" he silently wondered.
No one could give him answers, so he could only continue burying himself in the subsequent managent work for the city.
After great disasters co great epidemics. Although they might not care about the lives of ordinary people, those endangered in this disaster weren't just common folk—many wealthy individuals were also within the affected range.
Moreover, these people had broader information channels and could more quickly learn details about this battle, aning the troubles he would face next would only multiply!
Of course, Newland wasn't completely unprepared. Caroline, who had already returned to Los Angeles, was his big gift to these people!
Returning to the scene, Father Angus got out of the car with Caroline and encountered a familiar face.
"Agent Gao, what are you doing here?" Looking at the man, Angus asked curiously.
They hadn't seen each other since parting ways in Vespucci Town, never expecting they would et again now!
"Father Angus!" Gao said with a smile. "I'm now the commissioner in charge of primary affairs here—Director of the California Special Affairs Departnt! This ti, thank you for coming and helping us resolve this crisis!"
Angus waved his hand. "It was all the Lord's guidance. I rely followed the Lord's will!"
Everyone prayed together: "Almighty Lord, An!"
After the prayer, they went together to see Martin, who had been brought back from the front lines. They could see the young man looking utterly exhausted and very weak.
But when he saw Angus, a smile still appeared on his face. "I completed the mission, Father! It's just a pity... the feather seems to have exhausted its power!"
Looking at the feather he handed over, Angus remained silent for a mont before nodding. "It doesn't matter, child! You saved this city. You did the right thing!"
Actually, this had been Angus's idea all along—a feather that only had appearance without supernatural power would be most suitable for him to report upwards.
But these were matters for later. Right now, he needed to protect Martin before him.
So the priest softly recited from the Bible, allowing the light from the cross in his hand to cover the young man before him.
This scene was witnessed by many in the military police team, successfully calming their emotions.
They actually didn't know who today's main enemy was—their superiors had only told them it was sothing like super criminals from movies.
Now, seeing their own superhuman, this gentle priest's image could well reassure them.
At least for now, they were safe, weren't they?
...
Back in this military camp, Bai Yang watched the people communicating, observing these combat personnel who couldn't stop thinking about the previous situation, knowing his plan had succeeded.
This disaster had achieved his goal—spreading news of the supernatural on a larger scale.
"After this, news of the supernatural will no longer be secret information on the dark web, but will beco the hottest topic of conversation in this city!" he said.
Alvin appeared accordingly. "This was all part of Your Grace's plan!"
"Of course, having spent so much Wish Force, if we couldn't get such returns, it would be too much of a loss!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "Alvin, summarize the losses!"
"Your Grace, total Divine Power consumption: six points. Specifically used for controlling the cumulonimbus cloud direction, managing the tornado's power, and manipulating the rain's form!" Alvin said. "To put it specifically, the cost of impersonating a deity was substantial!"
"Wish Force consumption: forty-six thousand points, primarily used for crowd diffusion, ssage transmission, and information modification. To make more people believe our design, we invested heavily in Wish Force!"
"As for deceiving missiles, bullets, and various artillery shells, the consumption wasn't particularly large. Even for missiles, deceiving them into not reaching their destination and preventing their explosion required very little Wish Force!"
Hearing this, Bai Yang nodded with satisfaction. "What about the gains?"
"The initial resurrection of Jeron and wind embodint gained 110,000 Wish Force. The subsequent god creation and Divine War, plus the participation of this youth nad Martin, gained 160,000 Wish Force!" Alvin explained. "There's still much Wish Force in a latent, unreleased state, temporarily not counted!"
Bai Yang understood what this ant—many people who hadn't personally experienced the crisis found it difficult to truly believe this event.
And due to policies of keeping people ignorant and false information, even those who personally participated might beco less convinced after guidance from certain dia and spokespersons.
The Wish Force generated by such people was false Wish Force—usable, but once used if others don't believe it, such usage could cause serious consequences.
It could even deduct his own Wish Force and cause so of his plans to transform from real to false!
Bai Yang certainly wouldn't accept this, so he directly had Alvin not count it.
Right at this mont, he noticed the cross on Angus's chest and the Wish Force stored within it, appearing sowhat surprised: "Wow, after not seeing it for so long, the Wish Force stored in this cross has nearly exceeded ten thousand points!"
Alvin also examined the cross and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Grace! Your first operation has produced a holy artifact carrying lie-based Wish Force!"
They had ntioned before that using certain objects as vessels for "lies" would cause so Wish Force to attach to them.
Now, with the enhancent of Wish Force, that ability to transform illusion into reality was gradually manifesting on the cross.
He approached Angus's side, slowly observing the cross. As he delved deeper into the Wish Force, he discovered the cross's function!
"Whoa, is this cross considered the first autonomous holy artifact?" Bai Yang said curiously, sensing the cross's extraordinary nature—under the guidance of Wish Force, it had already gained the power to glimpse certain truths!
"It is a holy artifact, but not autonomous, Your Grace!" Alvin said with a smile. "You are its primary authority holder. As for them, they rely have usage rights!"
Bai Yang tapped his fingers. "This is good news—sothing that might change the direction and ecology of our operations!"
He seed to have thought of sothing, falling into contemplation.
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