Just how quickly could a god be created?
On the screen, posts from America's largest online community kept refreshing... Thanks to Wayne's efforts, the authorities had no way of covering up what was happening in Washington D.C.
This was already a country whose public discourse was on the verge of turning demonic.
The comments clearly reflected how people had gone from watching the spectacle for amusement to fearing and loathing the destruction caused by rampaging non-human powers.
This was what Wayne wanted to see... Using Apocalypse's mental power, he would plant a seed of hatred for supernatural and non-human powers in everyone's heart.
As he watched the increasingly extreme comments, Wayne knew that seed had taken root... It would spread from America to the entire world.
Creating a worldwide wave of opposition to the Supernatural Society and changing all humanity's ideology... That was Director Wayne's ultimate goal.
More importantly, he would imprint a Mind Brand and cut off the emergence of new supernatural power!
Ricky said this wish of his would soon come true.
Wayne was almost lost in the excitement of seeing his grand dream realized... He truly wanted to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate—if Ricky hadn't told him that uninvited guests had arrived.
Patriot Soldier sensed the approaching danger immediately. With a slight push of his legs, he leaped in front of Director Wayne.
At the same time, the building's glass curtain wall exploded, and Huiyao and Lancelot flew inside, one after the other.
Director Wayne's gaze sharpened. "The president of the Magician's Association himself... And Round Table Knight Lancelot. Quite a lively day."
Lancelot's expression tightened. "It really is you... Wayne, director of the Shield Bureau? You're actually destroying your own country at will?"
Director Wayne merely shook his head. "My country? No... This country