The howling wind swept through Boston, and the yellow sand was everywhere.

At this moment, it seems that this place is no longer Boston, but the great desert of Africa, and there is nothing but yellow sand in the strong wind.

In the thick yellow sand, the south wind Shavendas stands in the yellow sand, holding a scepter, dressed in the sacrificial costume of the ancient Indian period, looking like the ancient Egyptian pharaoh.

And His countenance seemed to be enveloped in endless yellow sand, making it impossible for everyone to see His face.

"This is our territory, did you cross the line when you came here?"

An icy, arrogant, emotionless voice rang out from the sky, a voice that hung over Boston and could be heard by all the inhabitants with great clarity.

The sound is not English, not Indo, not Chinese, not Dongying, but a language that no one has ever heard.

No one has ever heard of this language, but everyone knows what it is trying to say!

Shavindas, the god of the earth, is in myths and legends who is happy to communicate with the wise men of man, but he is no less hard-hearted.

The scepter of the south wind Shavindath was pointed directly at the eerie god of cold bones, as if asking something, and did not seem to have much hostility towards the Lord of the Eternal Night.

"Boom~"

The eerie and cold god made one eerie sound after another, like the whispering of the devil, and the magic sound was so lingering that there was no way for people to forget this sound.

Looking at the obsessed and unenlightened god of cold bones, the south wind Shavindas seemed to be a little angry, and the surrounding yellow sand began to tremble with the scepter of the south wind Shavindas: "Stupid outsider, this is the territory we rule, get out of this soil!"

Savvinas seemed to roar, and the deafening sound accompanied the yellow sand in the sky towards the eerie god of cold bones!

On the other side, the power of the stars gathered together also shot out from the hands of the stars, and the silver-white light bloomed for nine days, breaking through all the vanity and galloping in the direction of the gloomy and cold bone god!

The yellow sand in the north is approaching, the stars are twinkling in the east, the gloomy god of cold bones has no way to retreat, the extremely cold cold fog storm bursts out, and the icy cold wind begins to pass quickly, and the passers-by who have not had time to hide in the house are swept away by this cold fog storm, and they turn into dry bones in an instant.

The cold mist collided with the yellow sand of the envoy of the south wind Shavindas, and both the yellow sand and the cold mist stopped moving, as if water and fire were compatible, and ended quickly.

On the other side, the silver-white pillar of light condensed by the stars in the sky instantly pierced through the cold mist, like a meteor, and shot directly into the blood-red vortex!

"Get out!"

With the destruction of the blood-red vortex, the black giant transformed by the eerie and cold bone god instantly disintegrated, and began to wither as quickly as glass.

As the embodied body of the eerie god of cold bones collapsed, the residents of Boston began to improve, with no ringing in their ears, no pain in their heads, and no stinging in their eyes.

However, some residents with severe conditions may permanently lose the organs they feel uncomfortable with.

Compared to the soldiers of the Boston City Defense Force who ambushed the eerie god of bones in the laboratory, their luck was excellent.

With the collapse of the eerie and cold god, the southerly wind Shavendas above the northern end of the city glanced around Boston, noticed the white and black people on the street, and disappeared into the sky for a moment.

The yellow sand that had been in the sky began to fade away, the wind began to cease, and the trees that accompanied the south wind Shavendas appeared as if they had withered, rapidly decaying.

If it weren't for the residents of Boston who had actually heard the oracle of Southwind Shavindas, they might not have believed that just now, this god in Indian mythology, Southwind Shavindas, actually appeared in Boston!

And the starry hand covering St. Gray's Church in the east of the city also began to turn into a little starlight, slowly dissipating in the starry sky, like a butterfly flying in the sky above St. Gray's Church, which is extremely beautiful and moving.

The three gods who had been in the sky disappeared without a trace, leaving only the mess of Boston and the wounded people.

"Whew~Whew~"

The governor gasped and stood up against the wall, his heart beating so fast that he could even feel the breath of death at that moment.

All his hair had fallen out naturally, and now he was left with a round bald head, all the fingernails of his right hand had fallen off, and only two or three fingernails of his left hand remained.

The suit on his body was tattered, and some places were soaked with blood, but with the governor's strong willpower, he didn't shout, just gasped and adjusted his intentions.

There were blood and tears in his eyes, his vision was a little blurred, but it did not affect his vision, there was some tinnitus in his ears, and his right cheek was knocked out of a small blood hole because of the fall, and there was a wound in the corner of his eye, which looked embarrassed.

As the governor of Massachusetts, he has only been so embarrassed a few times since he was born, and those few times he has been angry from the bottom of his heart.

But this time he didn't have a look of anger, on the contrary, his heart was beating wildly, and the look called "fear" in his heart quickly spread, and now he just wanted to appear in the church of St. Gray, kiss the floor there, and thank the Lord of the Night for his salvation.

A qualified politician would not believe that God is in control, and as a veteran politician, Governor Angue of Massachusetts would never have believed in the Lord of the Night.

Even though he knew that the Lord of the Eternal Night was real, the Church of the Eternal Night possessed extraordinary powers.

But now, there is no room for Aang not to believe in the Lord of the Night, for the Lord of the Night has indeed saved his humble life.

Anger didn't want to continue to feel the feeling that his life was threatened at all times, he chose to convert, he wanted to become a loyal believer of the Lord of the Night, and dedicate his life to the Lord of the Night!

After making a choice in his heart, Anger took out his mobile phone with difficulty and quickly began to act at the moment when all the government institutions were paralyzed.

He wants to restore the whole of Boston to normal order in the shortest possible time, make Boston a true holy city, and make it completely surpass New York and become the most faithful city of the Lord!

After all, New York's officials and governor Jettek are nothing more than fearful of the Church of the Eternal Night, while Boston's Governor Angel is the first high-ranking official to truly believe in the Lord of the Night!

Anger has made up his mind to start a citywide rescue effort when he returns to the office building, and at the same time actively communicates with the Eternal Night Church to try to move the main church of the Eternal Night Church to Boston.

At the same time, he wants to mobilize all forces to promote the great Lord of the Eternal Night in every town in Massachusetts, so that this great being will have absolute authority in Massachusetts!

Make Massachusetts a God-favored region, and Boston a God-favored city!

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