The raging sand came mercilessly, and the whole sky was dark and gray. The yellow sand continued to extend forward, getting bigger and wider, covering the sky.
There was chaos between heaven and earth, with dust, waste paper and plastic bags flying everywhere. However, the trees on both sides were still lush and green, and strange flowers bloomed from the cracks in the surrounding steel ruins, exuding fragrance.
The abnormality that occurred on New York's Central Avenue was naturally noticed at the first moment. The helicopters in the sky were far away from the sandstorm giant and did not dare to make any movements. They only dared to report the news from a distance.
The foundations of the houses were uprooted and filled with flying yellow sand. At that moment, the people around understood the name "Shavindas".
"Have you found out what Shavn Das means?!"
The Commissioner of Area 51, who was hiding nearby, braved the strong wind and called frantically into the walkie-talkie, feeling extremely upset.
Guns can't hit the giant made of yellow sand at all. They are currently helpless against this yellow sand giant!
"Bring water. Guns are useless, so we can only use surprise tactics!"
"Hurry, hurry, this is Central Avenue, where the eyes of the whole world are focused. We can't let this continue to happen!"
The commissioners from Area 51 were in a panic, but Michelle seemed not to have heard their words at all. He knelt on the ground, trembling and shivering, afraid of the yellow sand giant.
Mihir's wife is a native of this land, and he has heard her mention the name "Shavindas".
That is the god in Indian mythology!
As the god who controls the south wind, wherever Shavendas passes by, it will be like summer, with grass and trees growing wildly, and yellow sand will come all over the place, submerging everything!
As an American, Michelle certainly knew what the history was like back then.
"Your Majesty the Great Shavendas, the humble Mihir prays to you, hoping that you will spare my family for the sake of my wife."
Amidst the crowd of people fleeing, Michel, kneeling on the ground, looked out of place.
Some people saw Michelle's appearance and began to pray like him, while others fled.
Ninety percent of Americans believe in the existence of gods in the world. At this moment, they prayed together, which made a certain "South Wind Shawindas" in the sky a little confused.
However, this can only be regarded as his secondary purpose, not the main purpose of "Shavindas" coming here.
He had only one main purpose.
Inside the hospital, the commissioners from Area 51 were hurriedly covering Jeoren's evacuation to a safe area: for them, Jeoren was a very good research subject, and it was very likely that they would be able to obtain some extraordinary intelligence.
"What happened outside? Why did you take me away from the hospital?"
Jaylon was also a little irritable and uneasy. He had no idea what was happening outside. He only knew that these District 51 commissioners were forcibly taking him away from the hospital. "I am an American citizen. I have the right to know. You are restricting my personal freedom!"
The commissioner of Area 51 ignored Jaylon's shouting and instead forcefully lifted Jaylon up, making him unable to move.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Georen struggled, trying to break free from the restraints of the Commissioner of Area 51.
However, the Commissioner of Area 51 is a professional after all. Even if Jaylon's physical fitness has been partially enhanced for some reason, he is still no match for the Commissioner of Area 51 and is easily subdued by him.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, an extremely strong air pressure appeared around, and everyone in the hospital corridor, including Giorno, was suffocated by this air pressure.
The enormous pressure made everyone unable to move. They could only lie on the ground in an extremely awkward posture, with veins bulging and their faces gradually turning purple-red.
The commissioner from Area 51 forced himself to hold on, and then the huge air pressure suddenly eased. The commissioner from Area 51 quickly stood up, but before he could say anything, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared from the corridor of the hospital.
Soon after, more and more eyes appeared in the hospital, densely packed with eyes!
Some eyes shone with wisdom, sharp and meticulous; some were crystal clear, their eyes flickering with a dreamlike brilliance; some were filled with murderous intent, a murderous aura surrounding them that made one break out in a cold sweat...
Thousands of eyes and thousands of faces, each one different.
Wherever you look, there are eyes!
“Ahhhhhhh!!!”
The commissioner from Area 51 covered his head in pain, feeling it was swelling and about to explode. He rolled on the ground in agony.
But Georen stood up with a bewildered look on his face. He didn't understand why the Commissioner of District 51, who had been so cold and ruthless just now, was now rolling on the ground like a child.
Could it be that he has some hidden disease and it’s acting up now?
Jaylon was thinking in his heart, but what Jaylon couldn't see was that pairs of eyes had grown on his forehead, cheeks and back of his head, cold eyes, eyes without any ripples.
Although Georen felt strange, he thought this was a good opportunity to escape from Area 51, so he quickly started running out of the hospital.
The moment he went out, he felt different about everyone he met...
"Ah! Monster, monster!!!"
"Hurry up, I'm Dean Maide. Where are the people from Area 51? Get rid of this monster!"
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