American comics: They're already gods of light, and only now do they get their cheat codes.

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A flash of crimson heat appeared in Andrew's eyes: "You've finally stopped stopping me!"

He had wanted to kill the last successor, his own 'good brother' Matt, for a long time.

However, the Dark God in his mind was stopping him. Trusting the Dark God, he suppressed his desire for the last bit of power.

"It wasn't that I was stopping you before, but that time devoured the last bit of power, which wasn't enough to make you transform and become stronger. Now, you're only one step away from becoming a top-tier extraordinary being, and this is the perfect opportunity."

"it is good!"

The next moment, a shockwave suddenly erupted beneath Andrew's feet, propelling him rapidly in a certain direction.

Meanwhile, on the other end...

Ivanka relayed the latest information to the country's top leadership as quickly as possible.

At this moment, many high-ranking officials gathered again in the White House.

"What are your opinions on Miss Ivanka's approach?"

"I have no opinion."

"agree."

"No objection."

No one disagreed, and the resolution was passed quickly and unanimously.

They had to admit that they were all afraid when faced with a truly extraordinary being.

Although there are still nuclear weapons that have not been actually used, how can nuclear weapons be used indiscriminately? Andrew is not waiting for them in deserts or other desperate places; he is almost always wandering around urban areas. Deploying nuclear bombs in urban areas can instantly annihilate dozens, or even hundreds of thousands of people.

It's not that it can't be done, but the best outcome for anyone who issues such an order is to abdicate and give way to a more capable person. That would mean hundreds of thousands or even millions of lives, and no one can bear that responsibility, not even the ruler of a country.

They are all in positions of power, holding the fate of countless people in their hands. Enjoying their lofty authority has become a habit, so who would be willing to give up their rights and status?

Now there is a new method that does not require them to give up their rights and status. They have no reason to refuse. After all, this land has never lacked religious beliefs. Now, it is just a matter of changing to a different, true god to believe in.

Who knows, they might even receive a blessing from the gods and transform into something extraordinary. Just thinking about Andrew, this truly extraordinary and powerful man, made several people outside breathe rapidly, their eyes filled with longing.

“However, there’s a problem. That monster isn’t an idiot; it won’t just stand by and watch our organization’s faith and our invocation of the gods,” a high-ranking member with thinning hair said.

Upon hearing this, the head of state smiled, a rare occurrence for him since the outbreak of the extraordinary events.

"We don't have our trump card either."

"The trump card!!"

Even Ivanka looked at the leader with some surprise.

At a time like this, besides nuclear weapons which are difficult to deploy, what other trump cards can we use to counter the extraordinary?

"Clap clap..."

The leader clapped his hands, and the next moment, the door opened, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

He was a white man, very young, even younger than most of the children present, probably a high school student.

Upon seeing this person, Ivanka exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"

He turned to look at the leader, somewhat speechless.

That's what I was thinking. She had been looking for this person for a long time without any clues, as if he had simply vanished. She never expected that he had been hidden by the leader.

The newcomer was none other than Matt, the last of the three extraordinary inheritors and Andrew's cousin, the Destroyer. He was also the last card in the divine revelation that His Excellency the Apostle had shown her, responsible for the final confrontation with Andrew.

With a signal from the leader, Matt confidently introduced himself: "Gentlemen, I am Matt, Andrew the Destroyer's cousin, and one of the three who received the extraordinary inheritance."

Instantly, all eyes were on Matt, some with shock, some with curiosity, some with envy, and some with malicious greed.

"I'm very curious, can this one really stand up against that Destroyer?" a high-ranking official asked doubtfully.

Upon hearing this, a serious look appeared in Matt's eyes: "I'm not absolutely certain, but right now, it's just me, isn't it?"

In reality, he was not only unsure, but the extraordinary power he had acquired was only slightly more than that of the Black man, and incomparable to that of Andrew. He had no confidence whatsoever in fighting Andrew.

But as the only remaining superhuman in the world, if he doesn't take action now, who else can he rely on?

The sense of justice of the chuunibyou high school student overwhelmed his fear at this moment.

Seeing a flicker of fear and unease in Matt's eyes, the leader's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

“Mr. Matt, you don’t need to worry too much. That monster is indeed terrifyingly strong, but we do have things we can do to help you.”

"Clap clap clap..."

The leader clapped his hands again, and a floor panel slowly rose in the room, revealing a modern suit of armor with a cold, futuristic look.

"The most advanced technology of our time, the T8 exoskeleton armor. Once you put on this armor, you will gain nuclear-level defense, enough to help you face that monster head-on!"

Hearing this, Matt breathed a sigh of relief. He still believed in the country, but he never expected that technology had reached such an astonishing level.

“With this, there’s definitely no problem.” Matt reached out and stroked the armor, his eyes filled with affection. No man could resist a suit of armor similar to Iron Man.

At that moment, however, Ivanka frowned.

As the spokesperson for the apostles in her family, she now holds an absurdly high position in this country, almost equivalent to the head of state. How could she not know about such high technology?

If such a thing really existed, and dozens of sets were made, Ivanka could probably go head-to-head with Andrew.

Something's wrong with this armor!

She couldn't help but look at the leader, only to see that the leader was also looking at her, staring at Ivanka with a strange and inexplicable gaze. Finally, as if seeing through Ivanka's doubts, the leader shook his head almost imperceptibly, then nodded, as if responding to Ivanka's question.

Instantly, Ivanka's shocked pupils widened, and when she turned to look at Matt, a hint of...pity appeared in her eyes.

Thinking of the divine revelation that Matt was destined to be killed by Andrew, this pity grew even stronger, to the point that she had to lower her head to hide the strange look in her eyes.

Chapter Nineteen: The Arrival of the Nuclear Bomb

A figure sped across the sky; due to its incredible speed, it appeared from a distance like a shooting star.

Suddenly, Andrew's figure froze in mid-air, his eyes looking down at the huge screen below.

On the screen at this moment, a well-known figure was vividly and enthusiastically explaining...mythology to the masses?

Introducing mythology, telling stories of deities, and guiding faith.

In just a few seconds, Andrew determined the other party's purpose.

So the question is, why do we do this?

"Summon the God~" The voice of the Dark God Child echoed in his mind.

"Summoning the gods?" Andrew frowned.

"Can this really summon the gods?" The more familiar Andrew became with his own power, the more awe he felt for the true gods.

He can do almost anything and defy everything; a true god could probably destroy the world in the blink of an eye.

"Perhaps, who knows?"

"Gods will not look down on the faith of mortals, but if the faith of a world is pure enough, it is indeed possible to arouse the interest of the gods. It is just a game of chance, and the chance of success is even smaller than buying a lottery ticket. There is no need to pay too much attention to it."

Although Andrew still felt uneasy, he chose to believe the Dark God, since their interests were aligned.

Surely the dark god in his mind couldn't be tricking him into going to his death, could he? What's the reason? What's the justification?

"Now, I..."

He had only spoken half a sentence when Andrew's expression suddenly changed. He looked abruptly in one direction, his face beaming with excitement.

"finally found you!"

He sensed the psychic energy fluctuations emanating from his good cousin Matt.

Instantly, a sonic boom erupted from beneath Andrew's feet as he chased after Matt's psychic energy fluctuations.

Seemingly sensing Andrew's pursuit, Matt's psychic energy suddenly accelerated, quickly widening the distance between him and Andrew.

Andrew remained calm and continued the chase, displaying a keen interest in playing cat and mouse.

While the two were playing hide-and-seek, the whole world was changing. It wasn't just the US; almost all countries were simultaneously proclaiming the name of the one and only new god, the god of light, Baldr.

Previously, Andrew had slaughtered not only people from the United States.

Faced with a superhuman being who is almost invincible on the planet, which ruler of any country would not be terrified? Now that a method has been found, and this method has no impact on those in power, the speed at which the plan was approved is simply absurd.

In an instant, a new god craze swept across the entire planet.

Initially, there weren't many believers, but as time went on, various countries intervened, using various benefits as incentives, and the number of believers in the public began to rise rapidly as the atmosphere changed.

At this very moment, in the Lake and Sea Manor, Baldr suddenly looked up. In the novel, golden light filled the air, and from the perspective of a god, at this very moment, a massive amount of faith began to rapidly converge.

Gazing at the power of faith in the sky, Badr's smile grew wider and wider.

"The time is coming!"

"It's time to end this world with one last performance!"

With a thought, a vast spiritual force surged into the sky, beginning to connect with the immense power of faith.

At this time, the other side.

Andrew, who was chasing after them, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"Don't run away?"

"Are you preparing a trap for me?"

There was no fear. As a true superhuman, how could he be compared to a bunch of ants? Even his cousin Matt was just a slightly larger ant to him.

As Andrew descended, Matt, clad in battle armor, was quietly waiting for him in a canyon.

Andrew hovered in mid-air, looking down at Matt below.

"Cousin, are you pretending to be a clown to make me laugh?"

Matt's eyes were filled with seriousness: "Andrew, I can't let you continue killing. I will stop you!"

At this moment, Matt seemed to be the embodiment of justice.

Faced with Matt's reaction, Andrew laughed, covering his face with one hand, his laughter growing louder and louder until it bordered on maniacal.

"I admit you made me laugh. Now, die!"

In an instant, Andrew burst forth. Despite being a magic-based being who wielded telekinesis, at this moment, Andrew resembled a valiant warrior.