From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 285: Blood Debt Must Be Paid in Blood!

Reflected in the blue flames was the ghastly pale face of Sano Kazuki and his bloodless, trembling body.

He possessed extensive experience dealing with people, but he had forgotten one crucial detail: the entity standing before him was not human at all!

Therefore, the words he thought could deceive the creature were, in reality, nothing more than his own death warrant!

The massive Strange Bird spread its wings before him and roared, "It was you... who gave the order to kill me! It was you who caused my death when I clearly had a chance to live! You made it so I could never return home, and my corpse could never be buried!"

The most direct anger naturally brought forth the most terrifying murderous intent!

The terrifying resentment radiating from the bird-bodied, human-faced monster reached its absolute peak in that moment, making Sano Kazuki realize that his apocalypse had arrived!

Those blue flames blazed fiercely around him, the scorching heat making him feel his life force rapidly slipping away.

Fear drained him of almost all his strength to speak. His voice became deep and hoarse as he decided on one final desperate gamble. "Fine... If I tell you the real reason, will you let me go?"

"If you can spit it out, I might not eat you!" The monster's voice remained eerily flat, delivering the most horrifying statement in the most casual tone. "I was originally going to eat you. I can hear you cursing me in your heart!"

Only then did Sano Kazuki realize with a start that the once chaotic noise of the surroundings had completely vanished. Nothing was left but the sound of his own heavy panting and erratic heartbeat.He looked around, but all he could see were the blinding beams of flashlights pointed at him and the countless cell phones raised in the air.

The onlookers clearly knew what was happening here, yet they simply watched in absolute silence.

The people surrounding him were his colleagues, but in this critical moment, not a single person chose to help him.

After all, in the legends of Japan, most Yokai were known to kill or devour humans. No one dared to risk universal condemnation—and their own lives—to save him.

There might be righteous individuals among the common folk, but in this officialdom? Not a chance!

'Since I cannot live, then none of you will live either!' Sano Kazuki thought viciously, a twisted spirit of a martyr swelling and spreading within his heart.

"Hahahahaha! Yes, it was me! I did it because the public backlash from the ground collapse was disastrous. We needed to stall for time so the government could formulate a response!"

"So myself, the Police Department, the Municipal Government, the Road Administration, and the Transportation Bureau all conspired to do it! You staying alive was too inconvenient! You might have even sued us under the guidance of our political rivals. But if you died, it would just be a single compensation payout!"

"Besides, that compensation wouldn't necessarily even go to your family! Everyone had to take a cut, and your family would still have had to pay the rescue fees!"

Sano Kazuki shouted madly, directly exposing their entire secret conspiracy to the public!

Moreover, he continued to add fuel to the fire, deliberately stoking the flames of hatred!

"I was merely the executioner! The real masterminds are right here in Kyoto City, and over in Tokyo City! If you have the guts, go find them!"

Hearing his words, the Yokai finally erupted into a true rage. The flames in its eyes flared brightly once more. Having lost all desire to converse, it spewed a torrent of blue flames, completely igniting Sano Kazuki, this high-ranking police official!

"Ah! Ah! Aaaah!"

"Help me! I do not want to die!"

Sano Kazuki screamed at the top of his lungs. His miserable shrieks echoed through the night sky, striking absolute terror into the hearts of everyone paying attention to the scene!

Those standing relatively close, having heard Sano Kazuki's maniacal ravings right before his death, wished they could grow two extra legs to flee the area as quickly as possible!

They were naturally not the masterminds behind that incident. In fact, one could say they had absolutely nothing to do with Saitama Prefecture!

This was Kyoto City, while Saitama Prefecture was located right next to Tokyo. So it was blatantly obvious that Sano Kazuki was recklessly pointing fingers, and his sole purpose was to drag them all down with him!

In a nation like Japan, this was far too normal. After all, the cultural traditions of gekokujo and martyrdom were deeply ingrained in everyone. Especially when they knew they were going to die, their extreme emotions would often escalate wildly!

Therefore, they cursed this man in their hearts, damning him to hell and back again. This absolute bastard was trying to drag everyone into the grave to accompany him in death!

Their instinct to flee was entirely correct. As Sano Kazuki finally perished, the monster once again locked its gaze onto certain individuals in the area.

"You are also sinners! You must die too!" it screeched, lunging forward!

A Yokai was still a Yokai; they were never human to begin with. Even if this Yokai retained memories of a past life, it was simply a Yokai with memories, not a human who had turned into a Yokai. There was a fundamental difference between the two!

It had long ceased to be human, becoming instead a supernatural monster set up by Bai Yang. Slaughter was its true nature, and absorbing fear and desire was what it relished doing!

This so-called revenge was both a way to absolve its own soul and an excuse to justify its slaughter!

Consequently, within a very short period of time, the villa district was completely ablaze with towering flames. All the high officials similar to Sano Kazuki achieved eternal life within the inferno.

This entire scene naturally fell under Bai Yang's watchful gaze, causing him to nod in approval. "Yes, not bad. Even if only a few thousand people learned of this information, it still generated nearly a hundred thousand points of Wish Power!" This was another incredibly exaggerated rate of gathering Wish Power. After all, Yokai and ghosts were perfectly suited to the culture of Japan. If an Onmyoji were to make an appearance, the yield would undoubtedly be even higher.

Bai Yang already had his next plan in mind. This place remained a brand new Wish Power base. A population of over a hundred million was far superior to countries like Canada and Australia, which boasted vast lands but sparse populations.

He heard that those two nations were also actively vying for Christian immigrants from Kachin. They were constantly locked in fierce diplomatic disputes over it, all just to show their faces and gain favor before the Pope. It was quite amusing.

Although Mario had publicly announced on numerous occasions that the Church would never interfere in specific government affairs, the Church's prestige continued to expand across the world. It was truly a fascinating turn of events.

In terms of global prestige, the Pope was now officially on the same level as Golden Hair, having already surpassed Macron and that completely unmemorable Prime Minister of Great Britain.

"Crown, the second and third Wish Power creatures have also appeared!" Right at that moment, Alvin's voice rang out, causing Bai Yang to pause slightly. "That fast? What are they?"

"They are Hashihime and Zashiki-warashi... both are monsters born from resentment. The people of this nation carry incredibly heavy resentment!" Alvin sighed with feeling.

"After all, it is a semi-colony built upon military bases—a nation that doesn't even possess its own complete sovereignty. How many avenues do they really have to vent their resentment? I do not buy it! Most of it just ferments into hidden grudges and deep-seated hostility!" Bai Yang remarked casually. "Then let us take this opportunity to look into the stories of these two supernatural monsters!"

He raised his eyes, his gaze locking onto the two incarnated supernatural monsters. Unsurprisingly, these two were also formed from the dead.

After all, only the profound resentment of the dead could absorb ownerless Wish Power so rapidly. However, Bai Yang was still deeply curious: exactly how were these two Yokai created?

He shifted his focus, settling his attention onto that Zashiki-warashi.

Logically speaking, a Zashiki-warashi was actually considered a benevolent spirit. After all, they brought good fortune and wealth to their host households, making them a Yokai that many desperately wished to acquire.

But there were always greedy individuals who wanted to tether such good luck to themselves permanently. Whenever that happened, the Zashiki-warashi would instead bring curses and terrible misfortune upon the family.

However, in this world prior to the advent of the Supernatural, the so-called Zashiki-warashi never actually existed. Therefore, in order to maintain their wealth and status long-term, certain wealthy families would specifically hire people to act as their Zashiki-warashi!

Some of the more twisted individuals would even chain these so-called child spirits inside their homes with iron shackles. They were forbidden from running or leaving, forced to eat, drink, and relieve themselves all within the confines of a tiny room.

Worse still, there were many times when the host families completely forgot the child even existed. Deprived of food and unable to move due to the iron chains, she would ultimately die in isolation, starvation, and agonizing thirst...

"Hiss, the Japanese truly are twisted!" Bai Yang looked at the little girl dressed in red. Her figure was illusory, her body so painfully emaciated that it had almost lost its human shape. It was incredibly difficult to imagine what this girl must have been thinking in the final moments of her life.

And just what kind of profound resentment was required to twist her from a benevolent spirit like a Zashiki-warashi into a vengeful evil spirit?

Bai Yang cast his gaze further and witnessed an absolutely horrifying sight. Trailing right behind this little girl-like Zashiki-warashi were over a dozen other girls of roughly the same age.

Yet none of them were Yokai; they were all evil spirits!

"Tsk, so they are repeat offenders! Using children between three and six years old, only to kill them when they turn six? And you call this seeking good fortune? Heh, what a joke!"

Watching this scene unfold, Bai Yang spoke with supreme indifference. "I suppose this counts as a special kind of karmic retribution. A blood debt must be paid in blood!"

In this city, such atrocities were not isolated incidents; they were the terrifying norm!

Bloodthirstiness was gradually being ignited, drop by drop, within this tranquil, ancient city.