Chapter 95: The God of the World(2/2)
Endless insults broke out all over the Internet, and the endless information was clearly perceived by Lincoln.
The look in his eyes was slightly condensed, and the golden light of the group surged out from his palm.
The golden ripples turn into reality and spread out starting from the Atlantic Ocean.
Amidst the crashing sound, wherever the golden light passed, the space reflected transparent cracks like a broken mirror.
From reality to the mirror space, the whole world fell into incredible fear.
Without saying too many words, Lincoln stretched out his hand and shook it again.
With a buzzing sound, the world began to distort at this moment.
Soil and rocks gathered from all directions, and the seawater was pushed into the distance by unpredictable forces.
Everyone was stunned as they looked at the tens of thousands of tons of mud and rocks that were thrown into the sea like a miraculous loop.
What a great power this is!
Things that cannot be done by human mechanical power are as easy as letting nature take its course under Lincoln's power.
Tens of thousands of tons of mud and stone were thrown into the sea with a rumble. Visible to the naked eye, a bunch of islands slowly took shape.
However, when all the microscopic people focused more of their attention on the wildly surging soil and stone belt, they discovered a horrifying imagination.
The brown ribbon contains not only tens of thousands of tons of sand, earth and rocks, but also figures of people who are constantly struggling but showing no resistance being filled in to lay the foundation.
The figures one after another looked so inconspicuous in the brown debris flow, but the densely packed number was enough to make everyone who saw it feel intimidated and frightened.
Looking at the figure in the sky who claims to be a god but does evil things, I don't know how many people can't even stand still and fall to the ground precariously.
One breath, a hundred breaths, ten thousand breaths...
As time passed by, a huge island was built from scratch in the silence of the world.
Tens of thousands of tons of sediment were consumed in the Atlantic Ocean, and buried in the depths of the sea along with it, there were countless people who spread nonsense on the Internet.
The talents of the motherland need to win the support of ordinary people, and then they need to care about the abuse of ordinary people. Lincoln does not need that!
Mirroring space, distorting space, and summoning matter, the god-like power he displayed was simply not something that anyone could resist.
Does God care about people’s opinions? No.
This is just a game.
Killing one person is considered a sin, killing ten thousand people is considered a hero, killing millions is considered a hero among heroes.
Looking at the island whose foundation was built with countless human lives, the online world fell silent. After a long time, the first message was sent.
"Maybe he has his own reasons, right? Even a superhero shouldn't be insulted at will. Those people deserve to die..."
As if he was awakened by this piece of information, the next moment, overwhelming information poured out from the Internet.
Whether it is a real-name registration website or an unknown dark network, the evaluation of Lincoln at this time shows a 100% positive evaluation.
Everyone thinks that he is indeed a god on earth, and those who died are just scum!
Lincoln used practical actions to demonstrate to everyone how simple it is to be a superhero.
A superhero with a 100% support rate has never appeared in the decades-long history of the Vought Group.
Chapter completed!