From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 141: The Nuclear Weapon of the Indigenous People

The attack came so suddenly that this Archdemon and fallen angel did not even have time to react before being completely annihilated!

He could only leave behind a vicious threat: "Mictlantecuhtli! Hell will fight you until the bitter end!"

"Hahahaha! Azazel... Azazel! I await your revenge!" the Death God laughed loudly upon seeing this scene, his profound exhilaration seemingly capable of piercing through the screen.

"A thousand years ago, when you ambushed me, you didn't have such an expression!" he said slowly, revealing a bit of new information before his body slowly faded away like a phantom bubble.

There was no follow-up and no earth-shattering plot twist; this confrontation between the two Gods ended just like that.

It seemed that this Death God had caught the other party's negligence through a loophole in their words, destroying his physical form in this world with just a single move.

In the previous stories, many people knew that the gods could not yet descend upon this world in their True Bodies. The deities that arrived here were all avatars or possessions.

And Azazel's body was clearly this old man leaning on a Crutch. Now that he had lost his body, he naturally had no choice but to return to his own world first!

A God might not care too much about this kind of body, but they would definitely care about their pride. Therefore, unsurprisingly, this leader of the fallen angels would definitely seek revenge, but that was a matter for the future.

The events here had temporarily concluded. Whether it was the military present or the high-ranking officials behind the scenes, everyone slowly let out a sigh of relief.Listening to the information left behind by the other party just now, the analysts on the side even noted: The Divine Pantheon of the Original Inhabitants and Hell seem to have fought a battle a thousand years ago, burying a deep grudge.

Ultimately, this was all part of the grievances between the gods; they were merely the most insignificant bystanders caught up in this feud.

Golden Hair narrowed his eyes as he looked at the battlefield. "They're all gone..."

They could see that Evan, this Transcendent Warrior, did not hesitate to activate the Eagle God's Feather in his hand, choosing to leave the area.

Following this incident, Evan and the Mayan Tribe behind him had indeed highlighted their existence, but at the same time, they had also completely soured relations with this nation.

The people of America would certainly not admit the righteousness of this special battle. For the sake of their Public Opinion Polls and votes, they would only shift all the blame onto these Original Inhabitants.

Evan knew clearly that their battle was not over; it had only just begun!

But with the Mayan and Aztec gods standing behind them, they were not afraid at all!

They were no longer the helpless and untouchable people they once were. They were the Children of the Gods, a race with Divine Faith and a future, and their path ahead was infinitely bright!

If these white people still wanted to wage War against them like they did hundreds of years ago, then they would give them War!

Unfortunately, the recent exertion had left his body far too weak. Even with the use of the Eagle God's Feather, it failed to carry him into the air.

He unsteadily flew up... dropped down, flew up... and dropped down again, until his strength was completely exhausted, landing on a nearby highway.

At this moment, many people's eyes lit up.

This Transcendent Being's strength seemed to have been depleted, did that mean their opportunity had arrived again?

Even though that Death God had just appeared, it could not stop the spreading desires of certain individuals. Even the newly appointed military commander had the thought of going over and capturing him.

That was a Transcendent Being, a person possessing Transcendent Power! This kind of power made everyone in the world drool with envy!

But just as they were about to make a move, a car happened to drive past their eyes. A person stepped out of the vehicle, hoisted Evan from the ground onto his back, got back in, and drove right past the army.

It was as if he had just come over to pick something up—smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation.

As the car door closed, someone barely managed to catch a glimpse of a "snake head" under the glare of the powerful spotlights, their eyes going blank with shock!

"Stop him, stop that car for me!" Seeing the other party's seamless maneuver, the temporary commander of the unit immediately issued an order, dispatching an Armored Vehicle to intercept them.

But at this very moment, Golden Hair's incomparably furious and panicked voice blared through his earpiece. "Stop! Captain, cancel your order!"

The command of the National Guard originally belonged to the state, but with the sudden death of the Governor, a group of people who did not want to take responsibility handed the command authority directly over to the White House.

Golden Hair was naturally quite pleased, as this meant his power continued to expand. However, he never expected that right after acquiring military authority, this Captain in charge would pull such a reckless stunt!

The Captain was sensible enough to follow the directive immediately, halting the advancing Armored Vehicle and watching helplessly as the Humvee drove away right before their eyes.

"You are relieved of duty, Captain! You have no idea that you nearly destroyed this city!" Golden Hair's icy voice echoed from the earpiece, followed by his somewhat panicked inquiry, "Why is he here?"

The communication between the two sides was then severed, leaving the Military Officer, who had just experienced such Great Ups and Downs, staring in utter bewilderment.

The Captain certainly did not know that Golden Hair's order had actually saved his life. At this very moment, everyone in the entire White House was wiping away cold sweat!

On their screens was the satellite's real-time tracking of that Humvee. Earlier, it was even Baron who had reminded Golden Hair to quickly stop his subordinate's actions.

Because sitting in that car was the mixed-blood Original Inhabitant journalist named Alex, along with that Two-Headed Snake that had been photographed countless times by various people along the way!

They had even taken the photos to Father Angus for confirmation. This snake was the Mastermind that had triggered the Florida Tsunami, leaving all of Miami in a state of devastating ruin to this day! In a sense, this journalist was the Nuclear Weapon possessed by the Original Inhabitants!

After all, if they provoked him and he unleashed that Two-Headed Snake, no city would be able to withstand a natural disaster of that magnitude!

Some analysts even suspected that the Tsunami, the previous Hurricane, and now this Descent of the Land of Death might all be methods used by those gods to deter them.

At the very least, the Humiliation and Criminal Activities directed at the Original Inhabitants across the nation had indeed decreased significantly.

"Great Leader, are we supposed to just watch this happen?" A Military Officer from the Pentagon expressed his dissatisfaction, only to receive looks as if everyone was Looking at Someone Like an Idiot.

Qian Si said without hesitation, "If we also had an American God behind us who could help us fend off these Transcendent Beings and natural disasters, tomorrow we could turn these Original Inhabitants into mere statistics, just like in history!"

"So, General, can you tell me who we can rely on right now?"

This line of questioning silenced everyone. They sorrowfully realized that as the most powerful nation in the world, in the face of these Transcendent gods and Monsters, they were no different from the small countries in the United Nations!

Even Professor Thomas, representing The Church, did not speak up. After all, everyone knew that the American Government did not entirely trust The Church either.

However, Professor Thomas's eyes held a glint of amusement. 'Just like in the past, no one believes in us, but in the end, everyone still has to rely on us!'

'Crises and disasters are inevitable. People who grow up in the midst of adversity will inevitably believe in The Lord. This is the path we have always walked!'

'This continent is, ultimately, The Lord's Promised Land!'

...

Watching the conclusion of this event, Alvin seemed somewhat worried. "Crown, the power of these Transcendent forces has already begun to affect the stability of this nation. Won't this conversely lead to a scarcity of Wish Power?"

"After all, only a stable country can harbor the largest number of civilians, who can then provide more Wish Power!"

Bai Yang nodded slightly. "You don't need to worry about that. This country is actually far more chaotic than you know! Under such chaotic circumstances, they are still able to maintain self-consistency. Adding these things won't affect the stability of this nation!"

"After all, since they can endure so much already, a little bit more won't make a difference!"

The citizens of America were the ones who could truly endure. Taking Painkillers like meals, selling blood to survive as a daily routine, and having necessary living expenses consume almost all their income...

The vitality they exhibited under such intense exploitation was truly astonishing.

"Since you say so, I will start considering the specific details regarding the War. The conflict between the Divine Pantheon of the Original Inhabitants and the Hell of the Christian pantheon is now irreconcilable. We must come up with something!" Alvin said.

"Mhm. You take charge of the Hell faction, and The Core will handle the Original Inhabitants' faction. Start laying down the hidden moves!" Bai Yang nodded gently, feeling it was highly appropriate. "But it doesn't necessarily have to start immediately. We can actually think more carefully about what form this battle between Divine Pantheons should take!"

"For example, in the Worldview we established, by waging War in outer space, this planet would only be affected by the aftershocks..."

"At the same time, a certain amount of combat will also occur here to reinforce that Worldview!"

Bai Yang was naturally still considering the prestige and essence of Gods. It was already established that these were deities with their own worlds. If everything took place in this world, it would lower their status too much.

Therefore, this kind of elusive Divine War might be more suitable for the people of this world. They would actively help him fill in the gaps of the plot, so there was no need to worry about no one believing in it.

"You are absolutely right!" Alvin nodded, and then vanished.

Meanwhile, Bai Yang stood in place, silently gazing down at the Church beneath his feet.

After all, although the Souls, the stories, and the Death God were all fake, the events that had occurred in the monastery beneath his feet were entirely real!

"These people are even more ruthless than I am!" Bai Yang could not help but mutter. He would also kill people, but he only killed for a greater purpose, and he never killed indiscriminately.

Because in Bai Yang's eyes, everyone was a generator of Wish Power, capable of producing a sufficient amount of Wish Power. Unless absolutely necessary, they should not die.

But these Anglo-Saxons were systematically exterminating entire races. It was truly evil enough!

"I hope that the Original Inhabitants possessing these powers can make these High Officials a bit more hesitant to act rashly."

In order to balance the extremely lopsided power dynamic between the two sides, Bai Yang had painstakingly racked his brains. Fortunately, the results were quite decent.

But right at this moment, the Godhood of the God of Lies within Bai Yang's body suddenly trembled!

"Wait, a Space-Time Rift..." Bai Yang's expression suddenly turned incredibly solemn!

A rare look of panic even surfaced on his face!