In the real ocean, the United States, which is known as the beacon of freedom in the world, was originally the center of the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Everything was so beautiful, and the world was revolving around him.

But since the launch of the infinite game, everything has changed. The beauty of those days is like yesterday's yellow flowers, gone forever.

Because of the slowness of the Oriental country, everything in the United States is inevitably affected by the infinite game. From economy to strength, his position as the center of the world began to slowly tilt towards the Oriental country.

After that, they were unwilling to be swept away by the torrent of history, even if they knew that Father Andrew's origin was unknown, but under the power of his true god and his unwillingness to play infinite games, they did not hesitate to start cooperating with him.

Ask for money for money, ask people for people.

Even if Father Andrew said that his Lord God wanted God to descend on New York, I don't know how many people in the United States know that this thing is extremely unreliable, and if they are not careful, they will face the backlash of the whole world!

But in this way, after weighing the pros and cons out of various ideas, the United States still made a move in favor of Father Andrew.

It's just a pity that the United States still underestimated the hatred of the countries around the world for the apple on the chessboard. Directly on the eve of the god's descendation, he invited a fourth-order master to lift the table.

After that, Father Andrew was tough enough to directly call his main god Pero down with the help of the artifact.

It's a pity that the whole world knows what happened next, and the fate of the supreme god, who was obviously fighting with the supreme god of the East at that time, directly descended a picture scroll and was directly packed and taken away. It still hangs in the world of the Western gods as the sun.

Ever since that time when Christ God descended on the streets in an unusually shameful manner, America has truly become the laughing stock of the whole world. After that, although the United States carried out many remedies, it was a pity that the half-crippled New York was stuck to the face of the United States like a scar, and it could not be shaken off.

And what is even more disturbing is that this person's heart is scattered. Yes, this person's heart is scattered, and the team is not easy to lead.

Ever since that God was packed in front of millions of mortals in one of the world's most prosperous cities, the impact on the American faith has been fundamental!

According to their statistics, there were simply too few devout believers in the entire United States of America to commit suicide because of this during that time. Although Christianity is against such acts as suicide, even God is in the streets, so what do they care?

The loss of faith is simply the deadliest!

And in such an environment, the decadence of the United States and the belief in evil gods can be described as rampant!

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Under the drizzle, Gongxi Pengdo, who belongs to the New York Police Department. Officer Jason hurried towards his unit with his umbrella.

He originally had his own private car, but unfortunately in an operation a few days ago, it was smashed into a pile of scrap metal, so before his new car left the factory, his unit was not too far from here, so he still had to rely on his own legs these days.

Although it was raining and Jason had an umbrella in his hand, he was walking like a fly, and he didn't feel sick at all.

In less than a moment, he had already scurried under the bridge hole of a huge overpass, but all of a sudden, he felt that his body was much colder, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He put away his umbrella and just turned his head to look at it a few times, but in an instant, his pupils contracted directly.

In the seemingly small hollow of the bridge cave, people were densely packed with all kinds of bright red paint to make all kinds of weird, desperate, bloody, and depraved graphics and words.

Beneath the graphic texts, there were several men and women with dark faces, covered with all kinds of evil god motifs, and they were all kinds of sacrifices, and their faces were white and evil, and their expressions were wooden, and they sat down on their knees and whispered to themselves, and the chanters were full of evil intentions and disgusting tunes.

"My God, have all the followers of these evil gods already arrived here?" Jason looked at the scene in front of him with a solemn face.

Because of his work, he also often touches on those materials about evil gods.

He naturally knew that these seemingly strange-looking sacrificials were just ordinary people who had been bewitched by evil intentions, and as long as they were ordinary soldiers with firm hearts, they could be suppressed.

What really made him feel dignified were the real evil god believers who were very likely to appear with them, and those players who belonged to the nightmare space!

Those people in the nightmare space should have been there all over the world, but unfortunately, in that Eastern Gods, those idiots plunged into the pockets that the Oriental players knitted for them, if it wasn't for the two fourth-order masters who came out at that time and tore the pockets at once, they would have almost filled them all directly.

It's just that after the incident, the Huaguo directly took advantage of the fire to rob and cornered many low-level people, and smuggled them to the United States one by one.

But this is the bitterness of the United States, the arrival of those evil god believers directly broke the balance between the United States and the evil god believers.

How can a country that is already in a period of collapse of faith resist the erosion of those faiths!

No matter how hard they try, they can't change the status quo of the country. After all, they are not comparable to Huaguo, and Huaguo can now be said to be the return of the gods, although it is not yet fully accepted by Huaguo's faith, but that is not far away. Where is the room for evil gods to peep in the presence of the gods?

Thinking of this, Jason couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Then what does Huaguo treat us as a garbage dump?" If it weren't for the group of nightmare space guys, we would have organized a war of annihilation against the cultists of the evil gods, but unfortunately they were all in vain. ”

Now the United States is simply a mixture of fish and dragons, and the forces of all parties are mixed here, and the water is very mixed. The whole country is full of scorching heat, how can there be any spare energy to carry out a war of extermination?

Jason didn't show anything in front of the believers, just silently put away the umbrella, lowered his head and ran briskly to the other side of the bridge.

These people can be regarded as completely brainwashed now, unless it is a very long psychological counseling, even if Jason tries to dissuade them, if they don't get it right, they will be moved by their teachings, and if they don't put themselves into it, it will be a blessing.

Out of the bridge cave, Jason once again heard the strange and disgusting chant coming from the bridge hole, and he couldn't help but tighten the umbrella in his hand again.

"In the end, there is no true god to bless it, and there is no master who can take action, otherwise how can it be possible to make the nightmare space happen." Walking down the dark street, thinking about the previous scene, Jason still let out a sigh.

He couldn't help but speed up his pace towards his unit, this is the matter of the cult cultists coming to the city, he must hurry up and report to his superiors.