From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 353: Faith Returns to South America

"Now, do you think we can save this Realm?" Carl's voice rang out. Sangaro, pinned down by a snake, did not dare to move.

It was a king cobra. It pressed its head against Sangaro, causing bead-sized drops of sweat to roll down the forehead of a man renowned throughout all of Mexico.

Even more terrifying was the massive, mountain-like serpent looming above, staring directly at him. It left him completely paralyzed with fear.

Right in front of him, two men were casually chatting about his fate.

"Have someone keep an eye on him. Do not let him die," Carl instructed offhandedly. "For the upcoming Sacrifice, the bosses of these Drug Trafficking families are the main event!"

Alex nodded. "No problem, Atlas will watch him closely, and the other family heads as well! Are we performing the Sacrifice right here?"

"Yes!" Carl confirmed with a nod. "We will conduct the ritual right here in this city that has suffered so much at the hands of the Drug Traffickers. We will drag everyone involved over and offer a Blood Sacrifice to the Gods!"

"They scattered the wicked plants brought by outsiders all across this land, so they must pay the Price!"

Hearing their unconcealed conversation, Sangaro was horrified. "Blood Sacrifice? You savages! In modern society, you are actually performing Blood Sacrifices?"

Alex turned his head in Curiosity. "Isn't that what you Drug Traffickers love doing the most? Murder, Bloody slaughter, and torture? I can smell a stench of blood on you that is far more terrifying than Evan's. You have killed way more people than we ever have!"Sangaro was left speechless by this retort. Could the lives of those he killed even compare to his own?

Yet, facing true Transcendence, he found himself utterly mute. He could not fight back, nor did he dare to.

"Are you not afraid that I will strike a deal with a Demon in exchange for power?" As a last resort, Sangaro played his final card. "I know for a fact that as long as you call upon a Demon, you will definitely receive an answer!"

He did possess some understanding of the Supernatural; he had merely been too overconfident in his own forces, which ultimately led to his downfall.

Now that he had absolutely nothing left, he wanted to use a Demon's power to turn the tables.

Hearing this, both Carl and Alex burst into laughter. They turned to look at him. "Demons can answer you in Christian territories because they belong to the same Divine Pantheon. But here, this is the domain of our Deities!"

"A Demon wants to come here? Let them first ask if the Death Gods will agree to it!"

Their words completely Severed Sangaro's last shred of hope. It turned out that even the Demons, who were powerful enough to announce their presence to the whole world, were not invincible after all!

Gazing at the man's dimming eyes, Carl added, "Of course, you are welcome to try summoning one. It will just give us another Offering to present to the Gods!"

There was no Offering more enticing than a foreign deity delivering itself right to their doorstep. They were more than eager to present some high-quality gifts to their divine patrons.

They were overwhelmingly confident in this regard. After all, they truly had Gods backing them!

Such fearless words became the final straw that crushed all hope in Sangaro's heart. His expression turned stiff as he stared at the two men. "Even if you kill all the Drug Traffickers, you cannot possibly change the current state of this Realm!"

"Those multinational corporations will not just hand over their money!"

"Just because you cannot persuade them does not mean we cannot!" Carl declared. "Just watch. The skies over all of Mexico are about to change!"

At that exact moment, the sky lost its final trace of daylight, but a boundless Radiance slowly began to rise from the opposite side of the earth.

Many remained unaware, yet there were those who knew that the dawn was finally arriving for this land!

...

A few days later, in Mexico City.

"An invitation from Ciudad Juárez? Inviting all Legislators to attend?" When these words echoed through the Congress, the Legislators exchanged bewildered glances.

"Have those Drug Traffickers lost their minds? Are they trying to lure us over there to wipe us out in one fell swoop?" one Legislator could not help but ask.

"Who is the one issuing this invitation?" another inquired.

Hearing this, the Speaker slowly stood up. "You all should have heard his name before. He is the Grand Elder and current Chief of the Apache Tribe, Carl."

Following their ancient culture, they did not share The West's habit of attaching a surname at the end; that was simply his entire name. Upon hearing this revelation, everyone was stunned. "An American is sending us an invitation from a city run by Drug Traffickers?"

They were utterly shocked. What kind of absurd development was this?

But that was not all. The Speaker continued, "This is an invitation to a Sacrifice. The Apache Tribe is going to hold a Sacrifice in Ciudad Juárez dedicated to the Aztec Gods, and the Offerings for this ritual... are all the drug lords in our country!"

"All the drug lords?"

That statement was truly earth-shattering. The Legislators stared at the Speaker as if they had just heard the most ridiculous boast imaginable.

"You can ask the Legislators sitting next to you, the ones who are affiliated with them..." the Speaker went on. This old man had never been openly allied with the drug lords, nor had he ever explicitly opposed them, but by making this statement today, his stance had become incredibly clear.

Numerous Legislators turned their gaze toward the politicians who had been propped up by the drug cartels. These individuals, who were usually quite loud and boisterous, now looked as if they were freezing, shrinking back into their seats.

This reaction made things painfully obvious. Under normal circumstances, they would have jumped to their feet by now, screaming for blood and retaliation.

Yet now, they did not utter a single word.

"They cannot speak because they have lost their backing!" the Speaker declared. He then projected a video file onto the large screen in the Congress hall.

"Watch this. This is the footage they provided..." A faint glimmer of relief finally appeared on the old man's face. "No matter what happens, we can safely say that the dawn has arrived for Mexico!"

As the video played, the entire hall fell dead silent. The people appearing in the footage were over a dozen immensely arrogant individuals whom everyone in this country was intimately familiar with!

They were Drug Traffickers—specifically, the most notorious batch operating in The North of Mexico.

But right now, they were all standing obediently like docile sheep before a group of Warriors clad in animal skins.

Standing before the captives was a very famous man named Carl. Half a year ago, he had forcefully carved out a piece of territory right out of America's hands to serve as the Apache Tribe's sovereign land, and no one had dared to say a word in opposition.

This time, the man had reappeared standing right in front of these cartel bosses!

"I am Carl, Priest of the Eagle God, and the emissary of the Gods!" the man announced calmly. "Today, I would like to invite the people of this Realm who have not yet been corrupted by these invasive plants to come to this city and witness this Sacrifice!"

"The Gods are gazing down upon us from their Realm. They have handed down a decree, commanding us to save our compatriots who have fallen into Suffering!"

"When the drug lords cover our sacred Corn fields with coca plantations, when there are more drug packets in a child's backpack than textbooks, when the tombstones of anti-narcotics police form a new Border Wall, this is no longer merely a crime—this is the extermination of a Civilization!"

"The Authority of Wisdom from our ancestors serves as our modern armor. We have inherited not just Pyramids and crystals, but the true glory of our forebears!

The calendar of K'ak' Tiliw teaches us: A tumor must be rooted out completely!

The prophecy of Yu Sheshen warns: Those who allow the toxic fog to spread will be consumed by it!

Tlaloc's Thunderstorm vow demands: Only by washing away the filth can the blue skies return!"

"This Sacrifice is our declaration of war against all Drug Traffickers, and these northern cartel bosses shall be the targets of our very first Blood Sacrifice!"

"This operation is not just about eradicating the Drug Traffickers; it is the mending of our Civilization's umbilical cord:

The Popol Vuh scrolls that the drug lords burned with their filthy dollars shall be bound anew using their intestines;

The infant Spirits of the indigenous people who were buried in cement shall ascend to the heavens upon waterspouts amidst a roaring Thunderstorm;

And every Drug Trafficker strangled by the vines of vengeance shall become the foundation stones for a new Pyramid—

Where the tip of that Pyramid points, the Fifth Sun is piercing through the toxic fog, illuminating all the pristine, untainted lands of rebirth."

"We call upon every compatriot who still holds Divine Faith in our ancestors and the Gods to return and carry out this great divine judgment together!

The transcendent Warriors of K'ak' Tiliw will become your strongest arms. The winds of Yu Sheshen will hear the cries for help from every victim of Suffering. And the torrential rains pouring from the sky—do not doubt it—are the protection granted to you by Yu Shen!

From today onward, starting from this very moment, I can proudly announce to you all that upon this land, the Gods have returned!

Divine Faith shall return to this territory. Under the watchful eyes of the Gods, all malicious crimes shall cease to exist!"

Naturally, there was no way to hide such a video. In less than a day, Carl's declaration had spread across the entire world!

A flourishing wave of Divine Faith began to sprout across the land, spreading at an astonishing speed!

"Crown, this sudden influx of Divine Faith is more than enough!" Alvin exclaimed in pleasant surprise.

"There is no rush. Let the Divine Faith accumulate a bit more!"