From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 178: The Dragon Slayer is Also the Adjudicator!

"Boss, it looks like we've made an enemy out of another Transcendent!" Austin said with a hint of concern. He looked at Olavur, who was marching forward step by step, feeling somewhat melancholy.

'Why did it feel like all these troubles were seeking them out? Was this right?'

Gao shook his head. Watching the young man walk away, he spoke softly, "No, it's not making an enemy, but a test!"

"A test?" Austin paused, suddenly realizing the truth. "You did that on purpose just now?"

"Yes, I did it on purpose!" Gao nodded. "He is the one who gained the most among that group. Under the circumstances where everyone's power is concentrated, he should be the only one capable of breaking the deadlock!"

After all, he was the de facto manager of the Extraordinary Power System in America. Since the two people above him—the Deputy Leader and the Supreme Leader's Son—didn't seem like they were actually in charge.

Under these circumstances, he had taken over almost all supernatural incidents across the nation, even in California.

Nuland had ultimately compromised with Golden Hair, because in this Supernatural Era, neither of them had the heart to continue fighting, which also allowed Gao to extend his reach across the entire country.

It was precisely because he had seen so many of these things that he suddenly realized the vast majority of religions in the world were essentially rooted in goodness.

Even the Original Inhabitants known for their savagery, the Norse Pantheon famous for war, or the Indian Divine Pantheon known for their illusions—all of them were like this!Revering goodness inevitably suppressed evil, so justice was bound to appear. This was almost a rule.

His classmates had chosen greed, but he did not, which proved that he had a righteous side.

Based on this judgment, Gao had chosen to set a trap for Olavur, deliberately angering him to see if that Transcendent Power could be drawn out.

Now it seemed his gamble had paid off. As expected, the one chosen by Transcendent power was bound to be its manifestor!

"Notify our observers to keep watching this battle. We are leaving here first!" Gao instructed casually.

Although his goal had been achieved, the grudge had also been formed. No matter who won, they wouldn't benefit from staying here, so they had to retreat!

As for the outcome, as long as this country still wanted to survive, it had no choice but to cooperate with America. This was their source of confidence and the underlying law of how the world worked, so he wasn't panicked in the slightest.

He even carefully put Professor Tore down, ensuring the other party wouldn't even have a reason to come looking for them later, before swiftly disappearing down the street with his people.

Leaving Professor Tore alone, who looked up at his student and the Dragon in the sky, sighing. "As expected, how could the leaders of a great nation be fools?"

His ambition to make the Vikings rise again probably wouldn't be so easily realized...

...

At this moment, the entirety of Reykjavik was truly plunged into absolute hell!

In truth, this Dragon had not caused much active slaughter, because right now, its mind was entirely consumed by the gold hidden underground!

However, even the fiery embers falling from its body in flight left the city extremely troubled.

This city had enjoyed Peace for Too Long, and because of those Supernatural Artifacts, all the High-level Officials were absent. Even if someone wanted to Turn the Tide, they would inevitably Fall Short.

Therefore, chaos became synonymous with this area. Especially for the people along the road from the Hotel to the bank, nothing but endless panic remained in their eyes.

Many people knelt on the ground and began to pray. Some prayed to God, while others called out to Odin, all filled with the expectation that a deity would descend to save them.

However, among this crowd, there was a different breed of people: the Livestreamers!

The moment the Dragon took to the sky, someone had already opened their Livestream Room, and within just a few short minutes, it shot to the number one spot on YouTube!

Right now, he stood before the camera, his face flushed red, shouting, "Odin's Beard! What am I seeing? I see a legendary Dragon soaring above our city!"

Behind him, this Red Dragon dove down, unleashing a Deep Breath right onto the Bank Building below!

"Boom!" Scorching flames erupted from its maw, thoroughly melting the building and causing the viewer count in the Livestream Room to continue to climb!

"That's the National Bank of Iceland... Damn, this Dragon is robbing a bank right after showing up? Oh no, our money!" The young Livestreamer's eyes widened, but then he suddenly remembered something. "Wait, no, this bank seems to have been sold off already. It's the property of an Englishman now!"

This dark humor triggered a flood of "Hahahaha" Bullet Comments filling the entire Livestream Room, slowly obscuring parts of the background space behind him with the scrolling text.

But as a certain scene unfolded, the previously dense barrage of Bullet Comments suddenly cleared out, followed by an even more exaggerated wave of spam!

"What do you mean someone behind me flew into the sky?" The man read the live comments, turning around in utter confusion—and then he froze as well.

Behind him, an armored figure hoisting a Greatsword leapt high into the air. Illuminated by the flames spewed by the Dragon, this person's silhouette was incredibly clear! He wore red Dragon-Patterned Armor and gripped a broad Greatsword in his hands, shining brilliantly beneath the Icelandic Sky!

"The first thing that popped into my head is exactly this (lol, just tell me if this isn't a dragon-slaying hero)"

A Greatsword, armor, leaping into the air, unparalleled bravery...

That image of a mythical dragon-slaying hero seemed to completely manifest here. That heroic and fearless posture completely captured the hearts and minds of everyone present almost the instant he appeared!

"By Odin above!"

All the native inhabitants of Reykjavik recalled the ancient stories of the "Edda" in their hearts. The dragon slayer from those tales had, at this very moment, materialized into a true and tangible existence!

Those who were originally skeptical of the Norse Pantheon also had their doubts transformed into a genuine existence of faith at this moment!

And some of the older folks even began to sing that ancient ballad:

"With eyes forged by Gram's Blade,"

"Cleaving through the Ever-Frozen Mist of Lies—"

"At the End of the Wasteland, Fafnir's Golden Breath"

"Has branded the morning sky into an Ulcer!"

"O Odin, this Chasm of Dragon Scales,"

"Could it be the last Umbilical Cord from which you suspend the world?"

Within the ancient ballad, it was the mighty Dragon-Slaying Warrior, charging upwards against the Dragon's breath. He raised the Greatsword in his hand, as if responding to his Ancestral War Cry!

"Roar!" The Dragon's roar echoed out, but it was met with an even louder bellow. "A wicked dragon must be slain at the very site of its crimes!"

Everyone's prayers were answered. Those still struggling through the disaster all instinctively raised their heads, looking at the lone man and the Dragon in the sky, their eyes brimming with hope.

And even more people further away pulled out their Cell Phones, recording this incredible scene!

This image of a Dragon ravaging the city, the citizens scrambling for their lives, yet a brave dragon slayer surging against the tide to fight the beast—it was simply far too epic.

It was as if they had all become characters in those ancient ballads, and the protagonist of the song was right there in the sky, fighting for the life of this city!

Olavur was indeed fighting, because the power he wielded did not belong to him, but rather originated from his armor and weapon.

These powers enabled him to knock the Dragon back, but they did not teach him how to truly kill it.

Therefore, Olavur appeared somewhat lost. He withstood its attacks, his Greatsword smashing wildly against its body without any technique, before the Dragon twisted sharply, sending him plummeting to the ground.

Olavur crashed into the earth. Just as he tried to scramble to his feet, he found that the Dragon's attack had already arrived. A terrifying dragon claw swiped forcefully upwards at him!

"Ugh..." That burst of adrenaline in his heart could propel him to charge in front of the Dragon, but it couldn't sustain him through the actual hunt.

Ultimately, battle couldn't just rely on a rush of hot blood; it required long, enduring practice!

Olavur wearily closed his eyes, looking completely helpless. "I'm sorry, Ancestor Sigurd. I've ruined everything!"

It was right at this moment that a voice filled with pleasant surprise rang out by his ear. "Do not be discouraged. Do not despair, child. Grip your sword and charge forward like a true Warrior!"

The voice didn't state his name or origin, but in Olavur's heart, he already recognized who it belonged to—it was Sigurd, the legendary dragon slayer!

"Okay!" He nodded fiercely, grasping the Greatsword tightly in both hands. Glaring at the massive Red Dragon, he forcefully hoisted his blade and charged forward!

It was this very charge that left a terrifying gash on the Dragon before him. Blood resembling molten magma flowed from its body, making the Great Monster feel physical pain for the first time!

And in Olavur's ears, the earnest teachings of that ancient dragon slayer continued to resound:

"Courage and indomitable will are your third piece of equipment. The armor and Greatsword upon you are merely your capital to contend with them!"

"The moment you grasped them, you became the new dragon slayer, the adjudicator, the hero of the Vikings and the Germanic people. Do not let down your bloodline and courage, child!"

"Go forth, slay this dragon, just as we did back then!"

The man rose to his feet, facing the dragon's claws head-on, and soared upwards once again!