From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 321: Have You Grown Arrogant, Or Do You Think Our Blades Have Dulled?

Rewinding half an hour to when they had just begun to assemble, Angus was meeting with Golden Hair in the White House.

This was not their first encounter. Over the past six months, their meetings had actually been quite pleasant.

Therefore, their current meeting lacked any sense of being at daggers drawn.

The two men exchanged warm greetings and chatted amicably, until Golden Hair could no longer hold back. "Is Cardinal Bennett not worried about his own people?"

"If the President is not worried, what is there for me to worry about?" Angus replied with a smile. "Cardinal Dio is a man whose faith has been tested by Pope Mario and Saint Rasinger. He is a devout believer and is more than capable of executing the Lord's will!"

"However, Mr. President, are you perhaps standing a bit too close to evil?" Now that they were speaking frankly, Angus did not mince words. "I sense the aura of darkness and fire upon you. Among the people you have been in contact with recently, are there followers of a Demon God or a demon?"

Golden Hair offered a noncommittal response. "Of course not. As everyone knows, I am the most devout believer. No one understands piety better than I do!"

"You had better be!" Angus stated, staring him down. "Mr. President, I am not joking with you. For the sake of this nation's peace, the Holy See generally does not interfere in specific secular affairs. But if cultists or infidels run rampant and endanger this country, we will absolutely clean them up!"

Golden Hair's gaze hardened. "Please do not get worked up, Lord Angus. We have not interfered with your spread of faith or your purging efforts, not even when those Protestants converted!"

"In exchange, I expect you to refrain from interfering in our administration of the country!"There was certainly nothing wrong with Golden Hair's logic, but he was still viewing the situation through the lens of a merchant!

He believed that mutual interests trumped everything else, but for Angus, this simply was not the case!

The Holy See was not comprised of merchants. They did not do business; they only cared about faith!

They did not understand politics, nor did the Pope want them to. Those who served the Lord had no business dabbling in such filthy affairs.

As such, the President's previous words had absolutely no effect on them.

Angus shook his head. "That is correct, of course. We have not interfered in your governance, otherwise the Knights Templar would have already landed on a certain island by now!"

Ever since deepening his involvement in this world, Angus had gained a greater understanding of this country.

Unfortunately, the more he learned, the more disappointed he became. It was no wonder that a country harboring so much filth had caused the entire system of the Holy See to become such a polluted place.

Even after spending nearly half a year cleaning up, he had not even managed to purge a tenth of the corruption.

He could only rely on time and persistent effort to slowly eradicate these elements bit by bit, which was exactly why he had not taken the initiative to target this country directly.

One must cleanse oneself before cleansing others. Otherwise, if he focused solely on the dirty deeds of others while neglecting the Holy See, would that not make him strict with others but lenient with himself?

A man with exceptionally high morals like Angus would never do such a thing.

Golden Hair kept his mouth shut. He realized that discussing politics with a highly moral person was an utterly absurd endeavor. Thus, he had someone turn on the screen in front of them. "Lord Angus, do not get agitated. Let us look at the situation in Luo City first. Perhaps there will be no need for us to argue?"

If their Dragon-Blood Warriors won, there would naturally be no need to employ other methods.

Golden Hair still held high expectations for these men. As long as top-tier Transcendent Beings like Angus or Leon did not appear, a newly dispatched Cardinal from the Vatican, who had no other combat record and was merely possessed by an angel, was of no concern to them.

After all, another Cardinal who had also been possessed ascended straight to Heaven, proving just how dangerously fatal such possession could be.

They even assumed that this Cardinal was only there to keep up appearances and would not play a significant role.

Therefore, if they could secure a victory, they might even be able to wrest a little more power back from the Holy See!

They were incredibly envious of the power the expanding Holy See was currently seizing all over the world!

Angus nodded slightly, and so the two men continued to watch this exercise, observing right up until Nicky chanted his proverb and the Dragon-Blood Warriors fell to their knees.

Golden Hair's expression turned grim, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. He had indeed anticipated the possibility of losing, but he thought that, according to what Angus had said before, more powerful Transcendents could not wield such overwhelming strength in this world. His Dragon-Blood Warriors should have put up at least some measure of combat power, right?

As long as they showed a sliver of combat capability, he could boast about it and keep his narrative of always winning rolling. He never imagined he would lose so completely! The defeat was far too absolute; they had lost before a real fight even broke out.

"It appears the victor has been decided, Mr. President!" Angus stood up to leave, only to be stopped by Golden Hair. "Cardinal Bennett, do not be in such a hurry. We still have someone who has not taken the field yet!"

Looking like a gambler who had lost his mind, Golden Hair spoke with deep calculation, "If he loses too, I will have my people promise that this incident will no longer target your congregation!"

This was actually a very weighty promise. In America, Catholics made up over forty percent of the population, representing a massive demographic. Although a large portion were Rednecks and members of the Conservative Faction, many of his opponents were also Catholic.

Not to mention those who had converted due to the miracles Angus displayed. If he refrained from targeting Catholics, the effectiveness of his schemes would be reduced by at least half!

Angus nodded, indicating his agreement. Since this was a clash, it was impossible not to give the other side a chance to play their hand. He also wanted to see exactly what kind of Transcendent Being gave Golden Hair such confidence!

...

At the scene, the moment Jose made his appearance, the murmurs across the entire area fell dead silent!

After all, even the Dragon-Blood Warriors had lost. Sending just this one person over proved they had immense faith in Jose!

Gripping his staff, Jose stepped forward slowly. Facing Nicky and the others, he spoke softly, "I represent the Solomon Cult, an ancient sect whose faith lies with King Solomon!"

"Therefore, the magic of ancient Babylon is the source of my power!"

As he spoke, he waved his staff. Under his command, the bricks and stones in the area slowly rose into the air, assembling into a massive Stone Giant right before everyone's eyes.

"If you can defeat this Stone Giant and shatter the Demon God's barrier, I will surrender immediately!"

The colossal statue triggered a distinct reaction from the crowd. They all raised their heads, gazing up at the stone monument while marveling at Golden Hair's capabilities.

"As expected of the President! To think he had such power up his sleeve, we have won again!"

"Even an angel might have to bow down to this kind of strength, right?"

"Is this the power of a Demon God? Does this mean we can rely on this Transcendent power to rise up even without the Holy See?"

In truth, the members of the Religious Tribunal remained very quiet. They were waiting for the enemy to make their move and had no radical thoughts otherwise!

But now, the moment the words "Demon God" were uttered, all the personnel of the Holy See, especially the members of the Religious Tribunal, shot to their feet!

Cardinal Dio directly interrogated the men before him. "Mr. Austin, Mr. Baron, is the American government collaborating with Hell? If not, how could there be a follower of a Demon God here?"

Those words were a fatal strike straight to the heart!

Everyone present instantly changed their stance. Compared to a demon, an angel was obviously far more trustworthy. The nation was actually cooperating with demons? That was terrifying!

Back in the White House, watching this unfold, Angus spoke in a haunting tone to Golden Hair, "Mr. President, you must be aware that the Near East, where King Solomon resided, was the region of the Holy See's crusades, correct?"

"Did you know that these Demon Gods were personally sealed by His Crown Archangel Raziel all those years ago?"

"Surely you are not ignorant of King Solomon's ultimate fate?"

He was practically pointing right at Golden Hair's nose as he spoke. Had he grown arrogant, or did he think the Holy See's blades had dulled?

For the Demon Gods delineated in The Bible and declared in The Book of Archangel Raziel to publicly appear here was an outright blasphemy against the Lord!

Yet Golden Hair appeared remarkably calm. He replied softly, "Do not get agitated, Cardinal Angus Bennett. Since you know of King Solomon, you should also know that his destruction had nothing to do with the Demon Gods!"

"He was destroyed because of his own greed and depravity. We in America are willing to cooperate deeply with the Holy See. As for the power of the Demon Gods, it is merely something we are borrowing!"

"This is a form of borrowing permitted by the Lord!"

"Of course, if you are not at ease, you can also intervene and supervise. But for now, shall we put an end to this standoff?"

This was his true intent, using this method to coax out Transcendent power, and then seeking peace with the Holy See to achieve a win-win situation!

It did not matter if he compromised here behind closed doors, as long as he won at the scene and in the court of public opinion, that was all that mattered!

The grand spectacle had been showcased, and all the intended emotions were in place. That was enough. With a scene he could use for propaganda, he naturally had nothing to fear.

Angus was taken aback. 'He can actually play it like this? Is this what politics is?'