Chapter Thirty-Four: The American Shock
Washington, CIA.
Management Office, Director of Management Hoover looked at the congressman in front of him, threw the document in his hand on the table with an unkind expression, and said sharply:
"I'll say it one last time, we at the CIA haven't been under the control of your Congress since its inception, stop pulling you nonsense in front of me!"
The congressman was not annoyed by his words, he smiled and looked at the CIA bigwig in front of him, did not say much, and took out another letter and put it on the table.
"This is, the family's request."
Looking at the three-headed eagle badge on the envelope, Hoover's eyes shrank slightly, he opened the letter, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and suddenly a flame appeared in his hand, setting the letter on fire.
Soon the letter burned out and turned to ashes, and Hoover took a deep look at the congressman in front of him, got up and said:
"Block your five senses, follow me."
The congressman obediently did as Hoover asked, and was soon taken to a mysterious space.
Hoover patted the congressman on the shoulder, signaling that he could unblock it.
The councillor lifted the shield on his five senses and observed the space he was in.
The room in front of me, apart from himself and Hoover, was only an old-fashioned loom that was constantly spinning something.
The congressman was a little excited, he knew that what he was in front of was the artifact of the United States: the Destiny Weaving Machine!
Since the appearance of the game "World of the Gods" in the human world, various supernatural times have gradually appeared in countries around the world.
From time to time, a giant wolf appeared in the sky of Northern Europe as if it was about to swallow up the whole world;
Two crazy demon dragons were born in the East China Sea of Huaguo, and their strength was not inferior to the most powerful master-level human powerhouses on the earth, but this demon dragon was quickly killed by a red silk and a spear from nowhere, and after that, the United States never received any extraordinary information from Huaguo.
In front of the eight temples in Egypt, eight giant pillars that are higher than Mount Everest have risen from the ground, and no one has been able to approach them so far.
In this context of the times, the international status of the United States has become embarrassing, if it were not for this mysterious origin of the fate of the textile machine as a reliance, coupled with the reluctance to give birth to several master-level powerhouses, the country would not know what to become.
This Destiny Loom has many functions, but the two strongest abilities are enough to establish its status as a national treasure.
One. Condense the power of fate and increase the cultivation speed of official-level and master-level powerhouses, so many cultivation houses have been built on the periphery of this room containing the Destiny Loom for transcendents to cultivate.
Of course, most of the allotted places in the cultivation house were managed by the strong and oligarchic families.
Two. The Destiny Loom can monitor the fate of the whole world, and of course, it works best against the United States, and the farther away it is, the more powerful the extraordinary power, the harder it is to detect.
At present, the CIA's speculation on the number of strong people in China is still reversely speculated by testing the world's strong players.
Of course, even with all the restrictions, it still can't hide the huge, irreplaceable role of the Destiny Loom for the country.
Thinking of this, the councilor suddenly remembered the task given to him by the family, although it was a little strange, but he had no right to question it.
Hoover led the congressman to the Loom of Destiny and asked the loom as the letter said.
If you ask a question about the textile machine, you must devote your whole body to it, so you don't have time to care about what the councilors behind you are doing, there are many master-level powerhouses around you who are cultivating, and an ordinary person can't do anything.
Besides, Hoover would not be suspicious of his own family.
The councillor whispered in his mind, turning the ring on his thumb over and over again.
For some reason, a spindle is drawn on the ring, faintly corresponding to a loom.
The Member said lightly in his heart:
"Olympiad, the gods gather, destiny is born, and the cage is divided into three gods............"
Hoover originally asked a good question, but suddenly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the loom, something abnormal, and he felt that something was wrong with the congressman behind him, and he hurriedly turned around to stop it, but he was a step too late, and the congressman's action was basically completed.
The ring on the councilor's hand bloomed with a huge light, instantly changing its form, flying out of the councilor's hand, turning into a mysterious door glowing with white light.
Hoover and the congressman were directly frozen in place by an inexplicable force, and two humanoid lights and shadows with indistinguishable faces appeared next to the Destiny Loomer.
One of them touched the loom, shook his head and said:
"It's still not possible, there's no possibility of repairing it at all, just take it away."
"Alas, after so many years of national fortune and extraordinary nourishment of silver, is it still not good?"
The other light and shadow sighed a little regretfully and waved his hand to put the loom away.
"Put, put the loom down, you two robbers!"
Hoover struggled with all his might, but he couldn't break free at all, and could only shout desperately, trying to attract the strong people outside to hear and take back the treasure of America.
In fact, he didn't need to think about it, the moment the Destiny Loom was put away, all the powerhouses in the surrounding rooms woke up and directly teleported here to check the situation.
There are a total of thirteen master-level powerhouses in the United States, and there are eight of them here, all of whom are the foundation of the country, and each of them is far more destructive than nuclear weapons.
Eight powerhouses surrounded two humanoid lights and shadows in the middle.
Among them, the old man with the thickest breath squinted his eyes slightly and said:
"It's been more than forty years, Klotto, and you're still here."
The light and shadow on the left also looked at the old man who was already in the twilight, and said with emotion:
"Yes, forty years, Melvin, your strength has really not improved at all, and even your aging is almost uncontrollable."
The old man, that is, Melvin was choked for a moment, and he didn't have the heart to chat anymore, and said directly and indifferently:
"False God, return the treasure of our American town!"
Light and Shadow sneered:
"Melvin, your shameless personality hasn't changed at all! I think you know better than me why this Destiny Loom is in your country! ”
Melvin glanced at the light and shadow disdainfully, and quietly took out the staff, ready for a fighting stance.
The other seven master-level powerhouses also took out their weapons one after another, silently surrounding the two rays of light and shadow.
Sure enough, I still have to fight to bring my sister back.
Croto let out a long sigh and glanced at Laxis beside him.
The two sisters directly urged the power of fate together, and a strange fluctuation spread in the small room.
Strange fluctuations echoing the power of fate suddenly came out of the eight master-level powerhouses, but soon the fluctuations were forcibly stopped by a dirty and filthy breath.
Seeing that the power of fate did not play any role, Klotto sneered without any surprise:
"Huh! Sure enough, you still took refuge in that filthy god! I'm afraid I've been thinking about this since I realized that there is today! No wonder in the past 20 years, the United States has been suffering from the disease of the country, it is difficult to move an inch, and there are frequent demons in the country. ”