Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 381: Indians Forsaken by God
The arrival of the "company" immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Indian natives.

This is indeed unavoidable. After all, for many people, the spectacular convoy of hundreds of buses is an unprecedented sight, and they fill the entire road with traffic.

At first, Rango thought that riding on a dozen transport planes would be too conspicuous, but now it seems that it is better to take a plane. At least it takes less time and is more comfortable.

Faced with this huge crowd of people wearing uniform uniforms, the leading natives quickly exchanged glances, then shouted and directed the surrounding Indians to surround the entrance, refusing them entry.

Wade, who had just got off the bus, frowned immediately when he saw this scene.

He first glanced at Rango casually, and seeing that Rango didn't seem to care, he cleared his throat and prepared to step forward to disperse these natives.

In his view, these Indians were just a group of insignificant people, and even the resurrected Quetzalcoatl no longer paid attention to them.

However, before he could make a move, someone had already caught up with him faster.

Joseph would not miss such a good opportunity to show off in front of the new boss Rango.

He flashed up from the ground, and with a strong shock wave, he instantly landed in front of the Indian chief.

"boom--"

The shock wave pushed the surrounding Indians back more than ten meters, but the oldest Indian chief still stood firmly in the same place, motionless.

"We are here to worship our Lord Quetzalcoatl. What do you outsiders want to do?" the Indian chief asked in a deep voice, his eyes revealing vigilance and hostility.

He looked coldly at the guy in uniform and sunglasses. Although he didn't know who the other person was, he could feel a strong sense of oppression coming from him.

I am no match for this guy...

But unlike what he thought, Joseph not only had no intention of taking action, but after hearing the old man's words, he was stunned for a second and then burst into laughter.

Not only Joseph, but also the super-powered people who got off the buses burst into laughter, as if they had heard a joke.

The Indian chief was immediately furious. He asked in a deep voice: "Are you mocking my Lord? When my Lord emerges from the volcano, he will surely rain down fire that will burn the world and you..."

"Wait, wait man."

Joseph interrupted the old man's fantasy and said jokingly: "It seems that you have stopped the wrong person. The reason we came here is because of the will of Quetzalcoatl. He performed a miracle a day ago and ordered us to come to the Yellowstone volcano to receive the blessing of Quetzalcoatl."

As he spoke, he patted the embroidery on the chest of his uniform, where there was an image of a feathered serpent.

This pattern is sacred in the eyes of the Indians, but in the eyes of Joseph and others, it is just a symbol for showing off.

The Indian chief was stunned.

Since childhood, he was taught that Quetzalcoatl was the patron saint of the Indians and the protector of this land.

But now, why did that sacred being send down divine will to a group of outsiders?

This went against all the rules and beliefs he knew, and made him feel unprecedented shock and anger.

This is really unfair!
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The chief roared with his eyes wide open.

He waved the scepter in his hand angrily, which was the symbol of his power in the tribe and the medium for him to communicate with the gods.

But just as he was about to attack Joseph and his gang and drive them away, his expression suddenly froze.

Joseph's originally ordinary body now stretched out two huge wings, and scale-like patterns appeared on his skin.

He raised his sunglasses, revealing his eyes that had turned into snake pupils.

"Now, do you still doubt it?"

The chief was speechless and could only stare at the scene in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

The Indians behind him showed expressions of terrified people. Some of them even knelt on the ground, muttering prayers, asking for God's forgiveness and protection.

"how so."

The Indian chief muttered to himself, his voice full of despair and anger.

Joseph's appearance at this time was exactly the same as the portrait of Quetzalcoatl circulated among their tribe.

Before he could say anything else, Joseph waved his hand.

More than 5,000 super-powered people crushed the Indians like a torrent and rushed into Yellowstone Park.

The Indian chief stood there angrily, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

He looked at the backs of those super-powered people, his heart filled with resentment and helplessness.

Quetzalcoatl did not choose them but chose a group of invaders who occupied their homes hundreds of years ago!
"Hundreds of years have passed, and these natives are still only able to rely on the land to open casino businesses. They haven't done anything big." Rango stood aside, watching coldly, secretly complaining in his heart.

In his opinion, Quetzalcoatl's choice was actually very wise. If he were in his place, he would also choose the more powerful human forces rather than those natives who were only immersed in the glory of the past.

Without further ado, Yellowstone Park today has undergone tremendous changes compared to the past.

The moment they stepped into Yellowstone Park, everyone seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space.

The air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur. The Yellowstone volcano in the distance was spewing thick smoke in an arrogant manner. The smoke intertwined and rolled in the air, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years, slowly opening its sleepy eyes, ready to show its majesty and power to the world.

"Waterfa?"

Rango looked around in surprise. He had been to Yellowstone Park more than once before. He even brought Gloria here for a field trip when he was in college.

It was just an ordinary forest park then, not as exaggerated as it is now, with a doomsday scene. And it didn't look like that from the outside just now.

"Is this the Yellowstone volcano?" Joseph asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"That's right." Wade nodded, with a hint of excitement on his face, "Quetzalcoatl is waiting for us under the volcano."

As they moved toward the crater, the ground beneath their feet gradually became scorching hot. The air was filled with a suffocating heat wave, as if even the air was burning.

According to the will of Quetzalcoatl he had received before, Wade found the entrance to the volcano that Quetzalcoatl had mentioned.

Finally, Wade stopped and pointed his finger forward. A dark hole swallowed up all the light around it like an abyss.

"This is it," he said with a hint of uncontrollable excitement and trembling in his voice, "We finally found the volcanic cave entrance that Quetzalcoatl mentioned."

Although he has now turned to the light and joined Rango, the new boss, Wade has visited countless Indian gathering places and performed blood sacrifices to Quetzalcoatl countless times in the past few decades.

This deep feeling for the gods has now transformed into an obsession that is difficult to let go.

Although he didn't know what Quetzalcoatl was trying to do, and it seemed that his new boss Rango was likely to attack Quetzalcoatl, he was still extremely excited to see the god he had believed in for many years.

But unlike Wade who couldn't wait, all the super-powered people who were originally excited began to hesitate.

"Are we really going in?" a super-powered person asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense!" Wade replied impatiently, "Of course we have to go in. Are you going to back down at this critical moment? I can tell you that I have already paid for the bus outside and asked them to leave. If you want to go back, you can only walk."

"But……"

Another superpower took over the conversation, his voice full of hesitation: "What if Quetzalcoatl is fake? What if this is a trap?"

"Yeah, we haven't done anything yet, and you want to bless us when we meet for the first time. This is a bit too good to be true."

"Yes, according to tradition, we have to take some actions, such as blood sacrifice, to win the favor of the gods. I heard that these sealed gods are not good people, so there is no reason for them to be so nice to us."

"Conspiracy! There is definitely a conspiracy!"

At this time, all the super-powered people on the ground and in the air surrounded the crater and uttered a series of doubtful words. Everyone was talking about it and regarded it as a carefully planned conspiracy.

Wade frowned and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Rango's loud voice.

"So what even if Quetzalcoatl's blessing is a fake?" Rango shouted, instantly stunning all the super-powered people present.

He walked out of the crowd, sneered and shouted, "If this old guy dares to play a fake game, can we, more than 5,000 superpowers, still be afraid of him? Just pull out his tendons and peel off his skin, and use his blood and genes to take our superpowers to the next level."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly became quiet.

Although Rango's words were rough, they hit the point directly.

Yes, they have more than 5,000 super-powered people, are they still afraid of a Quetzalcoatl?

The guys looked at each other, and then, as if they had reached a consensus, they all pointed at Rango and said, "Then you go first!"

"Grass"

Rango cursed inwardly, then raised his head in disdain: "Okay, then I'll go first."

Following Rango's first step, everyone followed closely and stepped into the dark volcanic cave.

In an instant, the high temperature in the cave hit me like a raging flame, and the heat waves were rolling and suffocating.

"This place is simply hell on earth." A super-powered person lowered his voice, his tone full of dissatisfaction and complaints.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up." Joseph urged impatiently, his voice echoing in the empty cave.

The crowd walked along the steep rock wall for an unknown amount of time, just like they were walking down a mountain. Fortunately, they were all super-powered people with physical strength and speed far exceeding that of normal people. Otherwise, with so many people, it would take several hours just to queue up to enter.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they seemed to have arrived at a huge square. Unknown golden runes were engraved on the ground, emitting a faint golden light like a cage in all directions.

Suddenly, the light around disappeared without a trace, and the entire cave fell into darkness.

"What on earth is going on?" a super-powered person shouted in horror.

Apparently, this is a superpowered being without night vision.

As for Rango, he was very calm and even felt that this trick was not new enough.

Every time these ancient gods appear on the scene, they always like to create a pitch-black environment, as if they are afraid that others don’t know that they are villains.

At this moment, a low and shocking roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave, followed by the sound of rubble rolling.

A snake head that was too huge to be described in words suddenly appeared in front of everyone. Its eyes were as cold and dangerous as two blood moons. Its body was coiled in the depths of the cave, and its scales were flashing a faint and strange light in the darkness.

Quetzalcoatl's eyes were like two blood moons, cold and dangerous.

His body lay coiled deep in the cave, his scales glowing faintly in the darkness.

Quetzalcoatl's gaze swept across every super-powered person present, its eyes filled with hunger and greed.

He never imagined that a chess piece he had placed using a blood sacrifice statue that had been lost in the outside world could actually bring it such a huge surprise.

At this moment, it could clearly feel a strong supernatural aura emanating from these guys.

If he devoured them all in a blood sacrifice, he would probably not have to wait for a month before he could rely on the power of the blood to forcibly break through the seal and be the first to come to the world!
That's right, all the blessings this guy mentioned when he passed the message to Wade were just nonsense.

Even if I could do it by giving more than 5,000 people the power of gods, I would become a dried snake at the mercy of others afterwards.

His purpose from beginning to end was only one, and that was to offer a blood sacrifice to these super-powered people created by Wade!
"Is this... Quetzalcoatl?" a super-powered being asked in a low voice, with a hint of undisguised fear in his voice.

"It doesn't look... friendly." Another super-powered person muttered softly.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone felt confused.

After this Quetzalcoatl appeared, he didn't say a word, but just spit out his tongue and drooled at them.

Could it be true? Did this Quetzalcoatl have bad intentions?

Suddenly, they remembered what Rango had said when they were up there.

Even if Quetzalcoatl has bad intentions, there is no need for them to be afraid with so many people. The worst that can happen is that they can all fight back.

At that moment, these thousands of people had ideas in their minds and began to mobilize their extraordinary powers. As long as the situation was not right, they would immediately run away.

As for counterattack?

Let's leave this to the guy who was bragging above!
At this moment, Quetzalcoatl, who was sensing the extraordinary fluctuations, suddenly froze.

He felt as if he smelled a familiar scent.

This aura is... Titan God? Cross?

He glanced at Wade in the front of the team in shock. This guy was so capable that he could even fool the descendants of Cross?

But then, Quetzalcoatl suddenly thought of something more important.

The child of destiny who is prophesied to end the lives of all gods seems to be the descendant of Cross...

(End of this chapter)