From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 254: Who Allowed You to Kill at Will?

"Now this is quite interesting..." Bai Yang murmured as he followed the man named Maomindang off the ship at Kyaukphyu Port in the Bay of Bengal.

Bai Yang had read some fascinating information from this man.

Through the high-level information data chain, he had even briefly reviewed the man's entire life.

His name was Maomindang, a native of Kachin State. He was an ordinary Kachin farmer, a man who, barring any accidents, would likely never have left his home country.

Unfortunately, he was not destined for a peaceful life, simply because the region he lived in was far from peaceful.

Although Kachin State nominally belonged to Myanmar, it had long since descended into absolute chaos. The southern region, in particular, had been carved out and turned into the territory of the Kachin Independence Army.

During a trade run, Maomindang's younger brother had been swept up in a chaotic clash between warlords.

Such skirmishes were entirely normal in this nation. However, because some greedy individuals had overstepped and dragged neighboring areas into the fray, the common people suffered the consequences.

This so-called independence army had actually been corrupted by external forces long ago. They had mutated into a unique breed of warlords who cared only for their own interests and luxury.

Consequently, these people immediately shifted the pressure of reparations and their own personal losses directly onto the citizens of Kachin State.This transfer of loss was brutally straightforward. They simply marched into Kachin State, abducted several people, shoved them into their own concentration camps, and demanded ransom from their families.

It was an incredibly simple and crude method, but undeniably effective. The wealthy quickly paid to get their relatives back. As for those without money, they were still locked up inside!

Naturally, Maomindang's unfortunate brother was among them. He hadn't even been actively hunted down; he just hadn't managed to escape in time!

As a farmer, Maomindang barely made enough from the land to feed his family, so he obviously could not afford the ransom. Fortunately, he had another way.

The biggest difference between Maomindang and the people around him was his faith. He did not practice Buddhism; he believed in the Lord.

Yes, it was quite counterintuitive. It seemed absurd to find a devout Christian in the heavily Buddhist region of Southeast Asia.

Yet, that was simply how Kachin State was. Due to the historical inertia of the area, they had churches and a large number of The Faithful, forming a rather unique cultural landscape.

Priests had been proselytizing here since the nineteenth century, allowing Christianity to take deep root and be passed down through the generations.

Thus, as a devout believer, Maomindang secured an opportunity to follow a local Priest to India to do business and earn money.

However, during this grand Buddhist spectacle, the Priests and Monks around him had all fallen victim without exception. They were currently outside Calcutta, sweating and doing hard labor!

Only he, being hardworking, capable, and kind enough, managed to survive. Therefore, Maomindang had returned completely alone this time.

Still, Zanluo's grand screening process had its benefits. At the very least, those who made it through were not traditionally wicked people. Instead, they were all good people, or at least normal individuals with a conscience.

So Maomindang reaped the rewards of his investment and earned the chance to return, giving him the financial means to ransom his younger brother.

"What a truly honest and simple man," Bai Yang remarked with an unreadable expression. "I just wonder how he will feel when he discovers his brother scattered in pieces everywhere!"

This was standard operating procedure for Southeast Asian warlords. After all, the captive was just a tenant farmer. Even though he had an older brother who promised to scrape the money together, why would the noble military officers wait that long?

Therefore, Maomindang, who was excitedly bringing the money to ransom his sibling, had no idea that a piece of his brother was sitting in an incubator in the very vehicle passing right in front of him, being shipped overseas.

Those unable to pay the ransom, or deemed unlikely to ever pay it, would all become victims, supplied to the international black market by the warlords. In countries torn apart by War and warlord conflicts, this was practically an indisputable fact!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. These wealthy overseas folks are truly audacious!" Bai Yang shook his head. "The human trafficking market in Calcutta got cut off, so they set their sights elsewhere. What a beautiful dream!" "Crown, are we going to intervene in this matter?" Alvin asked with Curiosity. "With something like this happening to a Christian in Buddhist territory, both sides should be quite embarrassed, right?"

"Oh, it will be much more than just embarrassing!" Bai Yang replied with a beaming smile. "But this is also an opportunity, isn't it? A chance for these two world-renowned factions to clash and converse right here!"

"Do you mean..." Alvin suddenly understood. "To set the stage for them here?"

"Uh-huh!" Bai Yang nodded with a chuckle. "Exactly, we will set the stage for them right here... and let the people of the world see what these two sects are truly made of! Then, we can use the momentum to gradually reveal the strength of the Daoist sects..."

"After all, it is right at our doorstep. Treating our guests properly is not too much to ask, is it?"

Having made up his mind, Bai Yang concealed his figure and vanished from the spot.

Alvin smiled from the sidelines. "Crown claims to treat all Deities equally, yet you still cannot help but give your own country some preferential treatment!"

"It is the Realm of my birth, after all. Sharing the same culture and history makes us equals, does it not?" Bai Yang's voice echoed back, carrying a very calm assessment. "Besides, there is an inherent cultural suppression at play anyway. That is not just an illusion!"

"When I evaluate the Combat Power of Christianity, do I not also look at their cultural suppression?"

"And here, in East Asia, Southeast Asia, the Confucian cultural sphere—this is a story unfolding right on our doorstep. Can I not let a few Daoist figures come out and take a look? I intend to ignite the fire of Daoism as well!"

Bai Yang's tone was surprisingly calm and detached. "We might as well seize this opportunity to thoroughly cleanse and purge these illegal human trafficking syndicates everywhere! My believers were slaughtered before they even had the chance to offer me their Divine Faith? That is absolutely unacceptable!"

It was often said to render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and unto God the things that are God's. Therefore, in this world where God had emerged, all life naturally belonged to the Deities!

Human bodies did not necessarily belong to humans themselves. At least in Bai Yang's eyes, they all belonged to him, which meant this private business of murder and trafficking had to be eradicated!

From body to Soul, the believers belonged entirely to him, their Creator. How could he allow them to be disposed of so casually?

"Yes, you are completely right!" Alvin offered his full affirmation and praise for Bai Yang's words.

His mindset was still rooted in the Dylan Continent. On that continent, gods maintained a deeply stringent jurisdiction over the physical bodies of their believers.

Killings between individuals were actually of no concern. That was a universal law across the entire Universe, considered nothing more than normal attrition.

However, collective slaughter outside the context of war was considered an encroachment upon the Rights of the Deities to collect faith. If such people were discovered on the Dylan Continent, it was entirely possible for a ruthless god to dispatch a Saint down to the mortal realm to hunt them down.

Therefore, Alvin actually offered a suggestion to Bai Yang. "Crown, if you wish, you could perhaps deliver a fundamental punishment directly to them, so they may truly understand the wrath of God!"

"Of course, of course!" Bai Yang tapped his fingers. "If I remember correctly, aside from that special covert battle, our transcendent forces haven't yet put on a show involving a military fighting against the supernatural, have they?"

"That is correct, Crown. There have been no clashes between armies and Transcendent Beings thus far. There should have been one during the incident in Iceland, but they had no military!"

"Exactly. Live streaming is so prevalent now, and there are so many Cell Phones around. Since these warlords in northern Myanmar act so inhumanely, why not let the Buddhist Monks and the Priests step up for a righteous contest of supernatural power?"

Bai Yang's face instantly lit up with excitement. "The backers of these warlords are all in Europe and America, which happens to be the territory of The Church. They should be more than willing to clean house!"

"Striking at both the surface and the source to harvest Divine Faith and gain prestige—they absolutely will not refuse!"