From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 161: The Congresswoman's End

"Crown, the source of this Wish Power has been identified. It was information retrieved by The Core!" Alvin's voice rang in Bai Yang's ears.

"Oh? Who did such a massive amount of Wish Power come from?" Bai Yang asked with a hint of curiosity.

Just moments ago, they had received an influx of over ten thousand points of Wish Power. The fact that this Wish Power came from a single person was what surprised him the most. That was why he had specifically dispatched The Core to investigate, and now the results were in.

"It comes from their current king, Gustav XVI. He seems to have completely believed in the existence of the Norse gods, and he even intends to fly from Stockholm to Malmö to establish direct contact with Āsathrú!"

Alvin's explanation cleared up Bai Yang's confusion.

"A monarchical dynasty with a thousand years of heritage, and the sovereign is taking the initiative to surrender. Tsk, this one is quite bold!" Bai Yang was very fond of proactive individuals. They often brought him incredible surprises, just like right now.

"The Wish Power this man has brought us is a bit off the charts!" Alvin noted. "If this news spreads, then it won't just be Sweden. All five Nordic countries, or perhaps even all the monarchies across Europe, will experience a tidal wave of Wish Power!"

Alvin was no longer a naive newcomer to this world. He possessed a clear understanding and analytical grasp of how this reality operated. Therefore, he knew exactly what the dissemination of such news meant in monarchical nations.

"In other words, apart from this country, other nations will also generate Wish Power? This will be our brand-new Wish Power anchor point after The Church, right?"

Bai Yang remarked with keen interest. "This truly is a wonderful thing! I wasn't planning on leaving Europe this early anyway, and this Wish Power will save me a lot of trouble!"As the saying goes, a faith needs villains. Only with the existence of enemies can they serve their purpose, and only through the ideological tug-of-war between good and evil can Wish Power solidify into something tangible.

However, while he could previously establish those transcendent factions with reckless abandon, he couldn't do the same this time. That was because Āsathrú had a special, limit-breaking existence on its side—Lova!

His power was just below that of a god. Calling him a saint would be no exaggeration, but in the 'real-world transcendence' framework that Bai Yang had designed—which capped at one to three points of God Power—he was undeniably overpowered.

His perception exceeded the limits of this world, and his power made this reality seem somewhat fragile. This was an issue that required careful consideration.

"Let's sideline him. Our story cannot feature such an overpowered existence!" Bai Yang snapped his fingers, deciding to place a few restraints on Lova.

This man could serve as a transcendent weapon and a stabilizing anchor, but he absolutely could not act as the primary combat force. Otherwise, no one else would be able to play the game!

After finishing his thoughts on Lova, he continued to ponder the issue of villains. But this was Europe. Aside from Germanic mythology, it seemed only the Greek Divine Pantheon and the people of The Church were left.

"Ah, I've got it!" Bai Yang's eyes lit up as a highly intriguing candidate crossed his mind!

"Alvin, notify The Core. Tell it that once the regional soul collection in Sweden is complete, it should head straight to Italy!" Bai Yang ordered.

Beside him, Alvin slowly nodded. "Understood, Crown. You shall inspect the integration of your Wish Power and God Power in Italy!"

"Hahahaha, your flattery skills have really improved lately!" Bai Yang burst into laughter, continuing to observe the conclusion of the sacrifice ritual.

As the shipping containers were thrown open, the gruesome sight inside was revealed to everyone present, simultaneously sending shockwaves through the outside world!

"My God, there's actually human trafficking going on here!"

"These poor people... Look at those scars, their terrible condition. They look worse off than prisoners of war!"

"What the hell is the government doing? Our politicians are sponsoring human trafficking, and our police are in cahoots with them? Do we pay such exorbitant taxes every year just to watch our children be treated like cargo and shipped away?"

"Our children are in there! Look at that girl, she's the exact same age as my daughter. You can tell at a glance that she's one of ours..."

The prophecies of the deities were undoubtedly real, and the Wish Power from those believers manifested into reality at this very moment!

Lova's thoughts were completely laid bare at this moment. As the Wish Power condensed toward him, he discovered a loophole!

Odin had stated that one-third of the Wish Power in this city belonged to him. He had originally assumed this only applied to the city's residents.

But just now, he clearly saw that it wasn't just the residents. The Wish Power from tourists, peripheral personnel, and even secret agents was also flying toward him!

"Whoa, what a generous God King!" Lova immediately realized that this wasn't some bug or error; it was the sheer magnanimity of a divine being!

The 'city' the other party had mentioned was a geographical term. Any Wish Power generated by anyone standing on this land was rightfully his, allowing him to claim his portion.

Once again, Lova felt the overwhelming superiority of an 'orthodox Divine Pantheon' completely outclassing an unorthodox world. This system was far too structured and remarkably advanced. Such generosity was nothing like the stingy deities back in his own world! 'If that's the case, could I develop the local tourism industry to continuously harvest this Wish Power?' Lova's thoughts continued to expand.

Meanwhile, right before their eyes, the ship's crew, security detail, medical team, and everyone else who remained had obediently lined up in front of them under Percival's intimidating coercion.

In front of the entire world, Archbishop Freya forced them to confess the crimes of this transport operation, the logistics involved, and the complete, unvarnished truth!

The criminal syndicates from Eastern Europe, the massive human trafficking rings spanning all of Eastern and Northern Europe—all of it was gruesomely detailed in their confessions. Along with it, they exposed the powerful figures offering them political protection!

These people wouldn't dare hold anything back. Right in front of them, Lova had directly frozen two individuals who tried to resist into solid ice blocks before shattering them into icy slush!

The threat of such transcendent power instantly terrified them out of their wits. It also deeply cemented the image of Āsathrú as champions of justice for the common people in the hearts of the public.

At this moment on the internet, the exposure of this information triggered an absolute avalanche of furious curses!

Meanwhile, far away in the city, the mayor, the chief of police, and other complicit officials completely wilted. They knew that once this scandal broke, their careers were permanently finished!

Moreover, given the stance of these clerics, whether they would even make it to prison alive was highly debatable. After all—under the current fanatical circumstances, who could possibly reject a public execution ordered by Āsathrú?

Even the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of Sweden might be able to oppose the will of the people, but could they possibly oppose the will of the gods?

The vengeance of the Vikings had always been repaid in blood. At this thought, they trembled violently and frantically began making phone calls!

These officials immediately prepared to flee. They needed to leave this country first, preferably as far away as possible. That way, at least their chances of survival would be slightly higher!

As a result, when the young newcomers who had recently joined the city council arrived in high spirits for a meeting, ready to discuss the urban crises and opportunities of the 'Age of Gods', they discovered that there was hardly anyone left in the entire council chamber!

"What's going on? Where is everyone?" The young members looked at each other in utter bewilderment.

The sheer corruption of this nation was laid bare for all to see!

...

Stockholm Arlanda International Airport.

Congresswoman Hannah had long lost her previous calm composure. Instead, looking frantic with disheveled hair, she shoved her ID forward. "I am a Member of Parliament. Process me through the express lane—I need to leave the country!"

She shouted loudly, entirely disregarding her public image. After all, on her way here, she had been glued to the endless stream of news and live broadcasts!

The exorbitant satellite signal provided a steady stream of data for the live broadcast in her hands, and the harrowing scenes on the screen made her feel as if the sky were falling!

Hannah knew she was utterly doomed, so she didn't even bother returning home. Her only thought was to get out immediately.

She had accepted so much money from those NGOs; surely she still held some strategic value. Once she reached America, she would be safe!

However, the American visa officer dealt her a crushing blow. "I'm sorry, Ms. Hannah Nori, but your visa application has been denied!"

"Why?!" she shrieked. "I have an American green card! I even hold dual citizenship! I just need it expedited! Do you think my status as a Member of Parliament is fake?"

Being a high-ranking official, her aggressive and domineering attitude was fully on display.

The visa officer stared at her in silence before stating, "Actually, this is a direct order from the embassy. Ms. Hannah Nori is strictly forbidden from traveling to America. Perhaps you could choose another destination? Canada, Australia, or New Zealand are all wonderful places..."

Hannah wanted absolutely no part of that. She needed to go to America because that country possessed transcendent forces capable of sheltering her. What use was there in going anywhere else?

But her fierce arguments yielded no positive results. Instead, she was politely escorted out.

"Argh!" She stared at the sheer mess in front of her, her head throbbing. Since when had a trip to America become so difficult?

Right at that moment, a local man slowly walked up to her and said with a smile, "It seems the lady didn't manage to secure a visa..."

He gave her a mysterious grin. "We have a special channel. Would you like to give it a try?"

Hannah looked at him. She knew there were plenty of fixers at this airport, most of whom were smugglers or 'snakeheads'.

She steeled her resolve. To hell with it! She absolutely had to get to America to find the factions that backed her and demand their protection. She refused to just sit here and wait for death!

"What kind of channel?" she asked.

The man offered another enigmatic smile. "I'm a fixer. You know, many people travel to other countries without needing a visa..."

The two of them quickly walked toward the airport exit. As the man subtly lifted his gaze, two Bearded Men fell into step right behind Hannah, though she remained entirely oblivious...