The residents of New York would never forget this scene.
The giant golden bird soared into the sky and turned into a golden sun. Flames flew everywhere, and the people who had caused great damage to them fell like raindrops.
The sun rose higher and higher, and the light became brighter and brighter. This light was not dazzling, but very gentle and comfortable.
When the sun appeared below the wormhole and the Golden Crow flapped its wings, a fierce flame turned into a sharp sword that pierced through the wormhole and into the depths of the universe.
Intruders should be sentenced to death!
The scorching sun rose, and in the detection system of the Kitari fleet, they found that they seemed to have arrived on the surface of a star.
In an instant, a large number of vanguards waiting to pass through the wormhole to conquer Earth were turned into ashes.
No, not even ashes. The word 'evaporated' would be more appropriate.
Flesh and blood had no chance of survival in the heat of five to six thousand degrees Celsius. Even though the soldiers of the Citare had used a large number of human bodies and machines to increase their combat ability, it was still difficult to survive in such an extreme environment.
Moreover, the temperature was only a part of it!
After the vanguards, groups of fleets and fighter jets were annihilated.
The Flaming Sun Sword carried an unparalleled shock wave into the depths of space, where a solar storm was unfolding.
Even the weakest solar storm that could be observed by human observation equipment on the surface of the sun contained energy equivalent to tens of billions of giant hydrogen bombs exploding. Its power was enough to destroy the Earth countless times.
Of course, Wang Hao had restrained his power. Even though there was a wormhole between them, it was still dangerous for Earth to be affected.
But even so, a tiny solar storm in such a small space and in such a dense fleet would be devastating.
The chitauri's fleet did not even have the chance to send out a message before they were reduced to dust in the endless light.
Compared to the vaporized bodies, the wreckage of their battleships was preserved.
However, it was obviously impossible for there to be any survivors.
The golden rain was still falling. Everyone looked up at the sky and stared at the sun that was not dazzling because the rain had saved them.
Countless soldiers of the Citare were destroyed by the rain of fire, and countless lives were saved.
Today was God's Grace Day!
In the sky, while Wang Hao was spreading his light, he was also feeling the emotions of countless people.
Threads of Wish Power that were born from the Light of Hope were connected to him, although they had not been publicized and there were no church organizations.
However, at the most desperate moment, Wang Hao had saved their lives and their families, and they were willing to give up their faith.
Besides, Wang Hao had forgotten that this was Mei Country, not the other country on the other side of the ocean. Perhaps only the people of Mei Country were so special.
In other parts of the world, atheism was actually a minority, especially in the so-called developed regions of Europe and America.
These regions had developed economy, a good life, and a higher average level of education. However, the ratio of people who believed in gods and religions was higher.
Therefore, when Wang Hao showed his divinity in front of everyone, a large amount of power of will poured into his divine body, condensing into a pure light of hope in the divine kingdom.
"I can't help but look forward to the scene after Tony's publicity.”
Wang Hao opened his light vision and saw countless people kneeling and praying in every corner of the city.
They did not know the name of the god above their heads, nor did they know where the god came from, but they knew that it was the sun. A few days ago, the phenomenon around the world had already indicated the arrival of this god.
Therefore, they chanted the name of the sun and the light together!
"Hmm, if I can sense their emotions, can I reverse this process and let them hear my voice?”
Seeing countless people kneeling and praying to express their respect and worship for Wang Hao, Wang Hao suddenly wanted to communicate with them.
At the very least, he had to give this god a name.
Confirm a god name!
"Hao, right, Hao Tian! In the myth of planting flowers, Haotian was the name of the God who ruled everything. In Taoist mythology, he had always been the supreme ruler. It could be traced back to the Zhou Dynasty. The Jade Emperor, who was well-known to the public, actually appeared very late, and the so-called God also came from this. Originally, the translation of the Lord was not this name. It was just that the language communication was not smooth at that time, so the translator wrote it according to the national conditions.”
Haotian wasn't a person's name, but a form of address. It was a form of status, similar to how Odin addressed the father of all gods and the king of all gods.
However, it was fine as a god's name. Its original meaning contained the concept of ruling over everything.
And Wang Hao did fit the bill.
As the Supreme Sun God, his status was the most exalted among the many Gods. His authority encompassed almost everything. In addition to his status as a Cosmos God, he was naturally superior to the other Gods. It was most appropriate to call him Vast Heaven.
As a result, in New York City, where the war had stopped, countless people kneeling and praying suddenly heard a voice!
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