Dark Savages Come To the United States

In the meeting room of the Security Council, Anderson and Johnny had been waiting in this place for a while.

During this time, they did a lot of things, including blowing up the silo that was about to launch a nuclear bomb, catching the board member who was jumping up and down and cleaning him with holy flames.

Anderson didn't kill the hapless guy outright, even though he was dirty enough.

Angels must be merciful, otherwise how can cruel angels gain people's faith?

It was something Anderson had learned by ear when he was a priest, even if Imprius probably didn't care a bit about it.

Now they are waiting for the final answer from the Security Council.

Arrogance is sometimes not a great sin, but stupidity is often unforgivable.

When the gods have not shown great power, people will never put the gods on the altar or make sculptures for them.

After all, there are only a small number of human beings who know how to be content.

If there is an existence that can fulfill all wishes of others but does not have great power, then he will only be enslaved as a creature like a cow and a horse.

There is still oppression between humans, let alone facing other species.

The only mistake of these idiots in the Security Council is that they didn't know their position clearly. Asking for help and arranging work are two different things.

"Anderson, I'm a little worried."

Johnny spoke to Anderson with some anxiety.

Being an angel hadn't made his brain forget his time as a human.

He's not Anderson's inherently religious guy, either.

That's why he feels uneasy about the "divine punishment" imposed on humans.

But the source of anxiety is not the immediate embarrassment, but something deeper, such as the Archangel Tyrael, who is one of death and wisdom.

Tyrael, as the archangel of death and wisdom, his existence itself will give a feeling to the angels who still exist.

Even though he hadn't shown his image in front of everyone, this feeling was enough to make the angels alert again.

"What are you worried about? Shouldn't human beings be punished for punching gods?"

Anderson's whole body was hidden under the armor, and there was no change in his expression.

Before the power bestowed by courage is fully grasped, one will always act recklessly and impulsively.

This kind of recklessness has become the best camouflage to cover up the true emotions of the angels of Imprius.

"If according to what you said, spitting in the sky will only spit on your own face, why would the gods impose divine punishment on ants like humans to maintain their status? Isn't it because humans have already threatened The existence of gods?"

A man pushed open the door of the meeting room and walked in, his expression was very calm, but his body trembled a little.

This is unavoidable. Reasonable ordinary people will also tremble when facing wild beasts looking for food. This is the instinct of fear.

But Johnny felt slightly nervous looking at that face.

That face is not unfamiliar to him, just like Tony is to Americans, the man in front of him will always appear in various newspapers.

Norman Osborn!

Johnny has not yet adapted to his identity as an angel, and the shadow of an ordinary person still hangs behind him.

"Mr. Osborne..."

Johnny was going to say something, but Anderson blocked his mouth with energy directly.

"Norman Osborn, you are a smart person, but why did you get involved in this matter? Who gave you such courage?"

Anderson was not polite at all, and holy flames had already started to emerge from his body.

Norman Osborn didn't show any threat to him, but Anderson felt uncomfortable with Norman Osborn from the bottom of his heart.

It's like being spied on.

"Courage itself, perhaps? Or fear of something."

Norman Osborn smiled self-deprecatingly.

It is not easy to discuss things with a strong man, and the angel in front of him is completely different from the strong man he has seen before.

Because of their own powerful existence and the danger of people who have a lot of resources change according to the situation.

Face to face, of course, is more dangerous with its own powerful existence.

"Father Alexander Anderson, don't rush to deny it. I think the gods in heaven may not care about everything we do, and you, the servant of the gods, are probably the ones who made such a decision?

At least I won't understand the provocations of ants, because the gap is too big, and I have no mood to explore the thoughts of ants.

How different are we from ants for a god who has shown power so many times? "

Norman Osborn still had a wry smile. He was not the kind of existence who liked to get involved, but he had a reason to come here.

It's not because those officials have given him many benefits, but because he needs a chance to talk to God.

As for where this conversation should start, he did not prepare in advance, just like when he came to this place.

He hurriedly approached those panicked politicians, and made a promise in a hurry, just for this chance to meet the angel.

"Gods don't need to care, but when they do, how do you think the ants can appease the anger of the gods?

Bind noble people to the stake? Or find some brave self-dedicated servants of God? "

Anderson's face was revealed from the helmet, and the helmet, which had been verified in a battle, turned into light and disappeared.

The expression on his face was a little ferocious.

Grinding his teeth, the muscles on his face were tangled into a ball.

Debate is an activity that can only be carried out on the same status, and the current status between Anderson and Norman Osborn is not equal at all.

Anderson can easily kill the opponent, and can guarantee that those officials will not dare to speak nonsense in person.

Johnny didn't even bother to intervene in this conversation.

In life he was just a stuntman, then a flaming skull, and now an angel.

He was completely clueless about philosophical debates.

"Believers want to build palaces for the gods and enshrine the statues of the gods. Will doing so give them the opportunity to meet the gods?

When I spend all my wealth to serve the gods, will the gods answer the trivial prayers of believers? "

Norman's wry smile revealed sincere expectations.

He wanted an answer from Anderson.

As long as he gets the answer he wants, he won't care so much about these officials. Retaliation afterwards? Norman didn't care about these things long ago.

"Norman Osborn, you didn't come to discuss with us the solution to the previous problem."

Anderson said so, his face calmed down.

When he was a priest, he had seen countless prayers, both sincere and false.

He used to sneer.

Because there are always people who hope that God will turn a blind eye to them when they do bad things, but they are more sincere than those believers when they pray.

How ridiculous!

But when he became an angel, he could feel the power of faith.

The position changes, and the way of looking at things should also undergo some changes.

"Then, pray to me, to me under the command of the Archangel of Courage. Your wishes and prayers will be passed on to the higher heavens! Your piety will get you everything you want."

When Anderson uttered these words, there was a light that could hardly be seen directly.

Although this passage was inherited from when he was a priest, who among those present could expose her?

Standing behind him, Johnny only felt that the power in his body was beginning to be entangled with Anderson, feeling that his thoughts and will were beginning to move in an unknown direction.

Angels are no longer human, and changes will continue.

And there is almost never such a thing as a sudden awakening.

"I hope to cure the genetic disease in our family, at least let my children experience the feeling of aging in a healthy way."

Norman clasped his hands in front of him, praying to Anderson who was emitting light.

Anderson looked at Nuo Mian in front of him and felt the real emotion, but deep in his heart was still full of displeasure with Norman.

He could not tell how or why that feeling had arisen.

But this will not affect his judgment.

"It's not something I can do with my strength alone, but it's not too difficult. You'll have good news, but I hope you remember what you said."

Anderson said so.

The power from courage emerged from his body, forming a somewhat strange symbol.

And the same is true for Johnny behind him!

The power belonging to the angel rushed into that symbol, and that symbol rushed into Norman Osborn's body, and then turned into a phantom in the shape of a spear and appeared in front of everyone!

That is the phantom of the Sky Messenger!

Anderson has set the matter down.

Norman Osborn will give everything to worship the gods, this is what he said when he asked the question before!

And now the contract has been reached!

The spear in Anderson's hand turned into a golden light and flew towards the high-level heaven.

It contains the promise left by Norman Osborn.

High Heaven will handle this matter, just like the Zakarum Sect back then.

Angels need faith and need to screen out noble people who can become brothers.

This is what the Angels expansion always does.

The power of courage does not lend itself to healing, so Anderson is not sure of it.

But there are always angels who can do it! At least Auriel can, because hope is always everywhere.

"Now, Norman Osborn, it's time to talk about compensation!"

Anderson's voice is very loud, at least those bureaucrats hiding in the corner can definitely hear it clearly.

The kindness and strength have been shown, now it's time for these guys to show their sincerity!

"As long as you don't take their lives, you can get whatever you want. This is their bottom line."

Norman Osborn said casually, directly stating the bottom line.

He doesn't care about it anymore.

If the desire to cure genetic diseases can be achieved, that is enough.

It would be nonsense to say that Norman Osborn wanted those bureaucrats alive, and it would be in Osborn's interest for those guys to die.

It doesn't matter how many bureaucrats die before capital pushes them to power, because they have countless replacements.

Although Osborne has considerable influence, it has not yet reached the level where he can intervene in the Security Council.

The reshuffle of the Security Council will bring about a period of chaos, and with the help of this chaos, Norman Osborn is confident that he can place trustworthy people inside.

It can even make the Osborne Group go one step further, kicking out some shareholders who are against him, so as to completely control the Osborne Group!

Having solved his problems, Norman regained some of his capitalist savvy.

Secretly betrayed those guys.

Anderson looked at Norman in front of him coldly. Negotiation was not his area of ​​expertise after all.

Maybe someone from High Paradise will come to this place to negotiate?

The strength in Anderson's body is constantly reminding him.

At this time, Tyrell was already on his way to the high-level paradise!

He needs an answer, from Israel's mouth!

3,400 words are updated.

Call it a day and go to sleep, some can't hold on anymore.