From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 256: The Church: Touching My People?

Maomindang's prayer was not loud, but it still reached the ears of some people, such as Angus, who was sitting quietly in the church.

Angus had always been a deeply miraculous existence, whether in the eyes of the world, the Church, or Bai Yang.

Because he was the very first true Transcendent Being in this world. Furthermore, he was not a Transcendent Being created through Energy Bestowal or Divine Power Infusion, but one who had relied on Divine Faith, figuring out a Faith Utilization Method all on his own.

For this very reason, even though he had already acquired the Precept of a Bishop, he remained different from the vast majority of the Church's Transcendent Beings. Relying on the cross resting on his chest, he could see things that many others could not.

"Oh, Lord! Have you seen this? I am willing to offer my life as a ritual sacrifice, just to let this land shine under your holy light once more..."

The low murmurs from the Far East appeared right beside Angus's ear at this moment, causing his motion to halt his prayers to abruptly freeze!

And in the very next second, the cross popped up from his chest, completely and perfectly displaying a scene right before his eyes.

In the vision was the Southeast Asian man who was whispering the prayer. Furthermore, the location he was in was clearly a low, damp, and bloody prison!

"Oh, Lord!" Angus crossed himself and let out a shocked sigh, only then beginning to ponder where exactly this was taking place!

For a man whose prayers could literally manifest before his eyes, there was no need to question his piety. He was undoubtedly among the most devout."Connect me to the Governor's office!" After a brief thought, Angus decided to simply ask someone directly. He had just returned to Luo City to rest and plan his next moves, only to stumble upon such a matter. Naturally, a fire of righteous anger had ignited within him!

Which region dared to imprison such a devout believer? Did they truly believe the current Church was no longer capable of lifting a blade?

The person from the Governor's office arrived very quickly. Or rather, the person who came was not part of their usual staff, but a man with such ordinary features that he would instantly be forgotten in a crowd.

He shook Angus's hand with great eagerness. "Cardinal Angus, I am a retired CIA director. My past work mainly involved foreign affairs. His Excellency the Secretary of State believed I might be of some help with your inquiries!"

"Mm! Welcome!" Angus could sense the bloody scent and a gloomy aura emanating from this man, which he severely disliked. However, he was no longer that small-town priest; he was a Cardinal of the Catholic Church in America and a regional leader. Nodding slightly, he traced a halo of light directly in front of the man.

Within the ring of light was the scene he had witnessed, along with the man kneeling inside it!

Upon seeing this prison, the man immediately froze. "Your Eminence, this person is..."

"One of the faithful praying to the Lord, and I intercepted this message!" Angus did not believe this was a message directly passed down by the Lord; rather, he felt it was a special form of supernatural synesthesia. He was helping the Lord share this burden!

'This should be the Pope's task!'

At this thought, Angus felt he should probably give His Eminence Mario a call later!

However, the man's change in expression was every detail clearly visible in his eyes, drawing a gaze of curiosity from Angus. "It seems you recognize this place?"

"Yes!" Facing Angus—a man whom even the Great Leader had to treat with caution and Your Excellency the Governor had to carefully placate—the man completely lacked the superiority of an 'Overseas Supreme Emperor'. He hurriedly replied, "If my judgment is correct, this should be a dungeon in Northern Myanmar. Many cells there share this layout. If you need to pinpoint the exact location, I might have to ask around!"

Angus did not hesitate at all. "The matters here are also related to your people, right?"

"Over the past few decades, many organizations worldwide have had ties with the CIA. But our Great Leader has already retracted a lot of authority, so this can only be considered a place where we once operated!"

The man's words caused Angus to relax his brow slightly. As long as it wasn't a current intervention, it was manageable, and he would be able to gather more information.

If these people were still running such a place, then the amount of people they needed to clean up this time would be quite substantial!

Yes, he was absolutely going to clean up people. For this matter to reach his ears, the scale was definitely huge, possibly even tied to certain Interest Groups!

However, Angus was not afraid. If he were truly afraid, he wouldn't have chosen to purge the churches across America. During this recent period, the various assassinations he had suffered had scarcely stopped!

This was America, a nation of capital. As long as the money was right, they wouldn't mind firing a shot at God himself just to test his mettle!

But those who fired the shots and the masterminds behind them had all become his trophies. The outside world was even spreading rumors that one day, upon his Ascension to Papacy, Angus would become the new Iron-Blooded Pope, ushering in his own Era of Iron-Fisted Rule.

"Cardinal, I will have people investigate this thoroughly. By today at the latest, we will have all the information!"

Before the man left, he patted his chest and gave Angus his guarantee.

Immediately after, Angus got on the phone with Pope Mario:

"I also heard this prayer, Bennett Cardinal. Do not be overly tense!" Mario comforted him with a chuckle. "Since the Lord's Will allowed you to hear it, it means you were meant to hear it. It is as simple as that!"

"Yes, I understand, His Holiness the Pope!" Angus said softly. "Then this time, let George go! Holding the sword of a Saint, it is time he does what a Saint is meant to do!"

"Very well!" Mario agreed. "You shall arrange this matter. He will head to the front lines to do what he must, while we investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"If there really are others involved..."

Angus immediately declared loudly, "Holy crusade, Holy! No one is allowed to commit blasphemy against the Lord's faith, and no one is allowed to arbitrarily decide the life and death of the sheep—not even other sheep!"

"If those guiding this disaster are shepherds..." Mario's voice came through directly, "Then let the judgment of the Religious Tribunal become the final note before their destruction!"

This Pope's words were overwhelmingly firm. The expansion of the Vatican, the establishment of the Knights Templar, and the continuous growth of their power had all become sources of the Church's confidence.

Thus, he issued his final command to Angus, which took the form of a special prayer:

"Not for the fluttering of bloodstained banners, nor for the shining of crowns,"

"But for the captives to be freed, and the blind to behold the Morning Star;"

"For the orphans to find their Father's house, and the mourning cities to be anointed with the oil of gladness;"

"Charge! Towards the fallen towers, towards the abyss that swallows souls—"

"Until the ends of the earth kneel, and every knee confesses that 'Jesus is the Lord'!"

"Angus, make the disobedient comply; the lawless face justice; the transgressors suffer punishment; the rebellious correct their ways; and as for the blasphemous, let them die beneath the flashing swords of the angels!"

"Your Eminence, it shall be done!" Angus replied. He hung up the phone and then dialed George Stacey, who was far away in Washington D.C.

"George, this is Angus. The Lord needs you!"

"I await the Lord's summons at all times, anywhere, and at any moment!" George's voice resounded with power. "May I ask, where do you need me to go to spread the Lord's glory?"

"Northern Myanmar, Kachin!"

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"Not bad at all. Our heavy investment in them was not in vain!" Watching the Church's swift response, Bai Yang nodded in satisfaction.

He had to admit that men who had weathered great storms were simply different. The response level and political acumen of Angus and Mario were nothing short of excellent.

This was also a test on Bai Yang's part. He wanted to achieve his goals without manifesting his own divinity, relying instead on the Church's internal mechanisms to operate.

If the Church's behavioral model proved successful this time, perhaps he could continue to implement this framework in the future.

After all, he couldn't personally manifest to resolve every single issue; these religious factions needed to develop their own maintenance mechanisms.

If the two had handled the situation poorly, Bai Yang might have considered replacing them. But now, he began to look forward to seeing what kind of special performance George, the man wielding the Sword of Saint George, would display in that land of sin.

At the same time, Alvin also brought him new intelligence regarding the Buddhist factions:

"Crown, the Buddhists in this country are a bit peculiar!"

"How so?" Bai Yang asked with curiosity.

"The Buddhist heritage in this country is incredibly devout. Over eighty-nine percent of their population are Buddhists. They possess powerful faith, and even armies. They are the noble class of this nation..."

"The noble class? That truly is quite shocking... I wonder what expression Shakyamuni, or Siddhartha, would have if they heard this?"

"This is a disguised Buddhist Nation... Here, Buddha is not a matter of faith, but a tool for rule!"

Bai Yang finalized his judgment!