Chapter 462 - The Disaster is Far from Over
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I, The Dragon Overlord Chapter 462 - The Disaster is Far from Over

“AHHHHHHH—”

“Foreign god!!!”

The sunlight within a radius of a hundred kilometers converged on the mirror. As though Amaterasu herself had turned into a sun, the mirror unleashed a blinding beam of light that cut through Typhon’s body and continued, unabated as it pierced through the sky.

When the divine light of the mirror disappeared, the dark starry sky had once again regained its radiance as the sun blared down. The top brass of many countries hurriedly borrowed satellites and other tools to once again observe Los Angeles.

Only the Indian government executives were depressed. Coincidentally, the light that Amaterasu shot into the universe had hit one of their military satellites, turning it into ashes.

When the image of the scene became clear, everyone became wide-eyed.

Typhon which had previously flaunted its power had melted into a pool of blood. The snake heads on its body helplessly wailing at the sky. The surroundings of Typhon had melted into nothing and turned into a flat plane.

Typhon’s body seemed as if it was struck by thousands of missiles, but unlike before, a cloud of faint white smoke and raging flames seemed to be burning its wounds, preventing it from regenerating.

“As expected, we lack an effective means of dealing with supernatural forces.”

The American top brass inside the Pentagon shook their heads repeatedly. They had beaten Typhon to this point before, but they were unable to suppress its powerful regeneration. As a result, their efforts were in vain, but Amaterasu had the power to prevent it from regenerating. After receiving the light beam from the Yata no Kagami, Typhon’s body could no longer reconstitute itself.

Typhon was like a candle that was continuously melting. Only one-third of its body remained as the rest melted into rotten blood that spilled over the earth. After Amaterasu performed this blow, its figure gradually burned and seemed to merge back into the sunlight.

“Huuu… Is it over?”

The President of the United States leaned back on his chair as cold sweat covered

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