From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 437: The Trial of Courage is a Resource

"Crown, did you do this on purpose?" Seeing those Shikome nearly overflowing with Grudge, Alvin asked urgently. "This is absolutely impossible to succeed. Living People have no way to contend against the dead. They don't possess Transcendent power!"

Although these Shikome were merely special 'creatures' brought forth by Bai Yang using Wish Power, the souls attached to them were authentically the Victorian-era souls that Bai Yang had plucked from the high-dimensional information stream.

The most abundant elements in their souls were hunger and pain, and the greatest desire born from that was naturally Hatred!

Therefore, Bai Yang had no way to deploy them into his new world as Wish Power producing machines. He could only place them here first, turning them into these humanoid Puppets.

Because the Wish Power he currently possessed was not enough to cleanse this many souls, he could only set them aside for now.

Originally, after earning Wish Power here, Bai Yang should have cleansed these souls to serve as a hidden reserve for his upcoming series of plans.

It was just that this time, Bai Yang changed his method. He did not choose to consume Wish Power to cleanse the Grudge of these souls. Instead, he allowed the Grudge to vent, using the Grudge of these souls to construct bodies for them!

"Keep watching, Alvin! Don't be impatient!" Bai Yang did not explain, merely instructing him to continue observing.

Dissipating Grudge could be a long-term process, or it might only take a single instant!

Just as Caroline had expected, the first to step forward was indeed an Irish American from America. However, he was a Mixed-Blood of Irish, West African, and South American descent. The participant, who looked more like a Black Person, took the lead, jumped down into the riverbed, and arrived in front of that group of Monsters!In the next second, a withered Monster stepped forward, arriving in front of the first trial participant. Around them, fences resembling tree roots sprouted up, serving as their arena.

The entire world was paying attention to this battle, wanting to use this method to slightly test the opponent's Combat Power.

A moment later, the dark-skinned participant pulled a Pistol from his jacket, expertly loaded it, and fired, striking the opponent's forehead and chest.

It was the Mozambique Drill—two shots to the chest, one to the head, a lethal combination that would make even a God shake their head.

Then, the fence dissolved, and the Monster on the ground dissipated along with it, leaving only a pitch-black bone resting on the dirt!

The participant stepped forward and picked up the bone, proudly displaying his strength to the world, etching his name and face into the hearts of people globally.

"So what if they are Monsters? The reason humanity stands at the pinnacle of the world is because they excel at using tools! Isn't that right?" Bai Yang said with a light chuckle. "Did you see that dead soul? Its Grudge has dissipated!"

Alvin's eyes were full of astonishment and doubt. "It really did. Fighting against humans dissipates Grudge? What is the logic behind this?"

"It's not fighting against humans that dissipates Grudge, but rather the spirit of victory counteracting the Grudge!" Bai Yang said softly. Under the effect of his Medium Divine Power Godhood, he could see these things much more clearly. "The spirit of victory is the greatest Wish Power, and this is also the innate talent of the human race!"

He did not explain further and continued watching, wondering how many people could understand his design.

After this duel, the entire world was in an uproar. So, using a Gun actually worked?

Many people gradually realized: yes, Merlin never said it was not allowed. Anything not explicitly forbidden is permitted. Facing Monsters with a Gun is also a form of courage, isn't it?

Those who were originally fleeing felt a wave of regret and wanted to return. Some had even just walked a few steps away before impatiently buying weapons from nearby gun shops and jumping into the riverbed.

And even more people were inspired by this duel, picking up their own weapons and stepping back onto the battlefield.

Those who had originally given up were the most eager. They jumped down in the greatest numbers, which meant many brave individuals who wanted to go down had to wait for the second round!

These people were incredibly arrogant, holding their weapons and showing off their martial prowess, seemingly already picturing the moment of their victory.

Many who had not grabbed a spot were still sighing in frustration, feeling that they had been too slow.

Only the Transcendent Beings, who were familiar with the methods of Gods, couldn't help but cover their foreheads and sigh at this sight. "Fools! You already gave up, yet you still think of returning! Do you really think the Gods are giving you a hint? This is a death warning!"

Almost all the Transcendent Beings had already anticipated their deaths, and Bai Yang did not disappoint them.

As the root fences rose, everyone saw their opponents arriving. They leisurely took out their weapons, preparing to shoot. However, pulling the trigger only produced the empty click of a gun without Bullets!

In that instant, the majority of them immediately panicked!

They looked at the weapons in their hands in bewilderment. The Black Person from earlier had clearly succeeded, so why couldn't they? This was impossible!

It was precisely this bewilderment that caused this group of participants to lose their only chance to counterattack. The undead Monsters before them pounced, piercing them to death with their pitch-black Claws!

There were a full thousand people in this trial, so naturally, they could not all be focused on.

But the shock of nearly a quarter of the participants dying in the blink of an eye still made all the spectators gasp sharply.

"Are firearms a trap?" someone asked, but others saw that many people had indeed managed to fire their weapons!

"No, firearms aren't a trap! Some can shoot, while others can't. Is this a... punishment?" Someone who had been closely watching the trial suddenly spoke up. "Many of the people who couldn't fire their guns were those who had planned to give up earlier and only came back after realizing guns could be used!"

"Mage Merlin said that the essence of this trial is courage... They lacked courage. They were cowardly, so they failed the trial!"

This person immediately deduced the crux of the problem and began to watch the remaining arenas!

There were over a hundred arenas left. These participants did not have firearms, but they relied on the weapons in their hands to contend with the Monsters before them.

It was easy to see that strong people did not inherently have an advantage, nor were physically weak people at a disadvantage. Instead, both had their strengths and weaknesses.

Those who were physically weak but roared with determination were suppressing the Monsters in front of them, even if they were only wielding a simple Wooden Stick. Meanwhile, some strong and robust individuals holding broadswords or Spears were collapsing in terror!

"Yes, that's exactly it! This is a trial of courage. The participant's courage is what truly matters. If they don't even have the courage to risk their lives, how can they become the King of Britain?"

The analyst said excitedly, then continued watching those people progress in the direction he had predicted.

The brave ones with guns, even upon finding they had no Bullets, could still use the rifle butt to smash down the enemy. Conversely, the cowards had their throats easily torn open by the enemy, even with fully functional weapons in their hands!

"Courage is the most crucial factor; nothing else matters!" the man shouted, but no one echoed him!

At this moment, he realized that his surroundings were as quiet as a library. Without him noticing, a BBC camera was already pointed right at him!

"Brilliantly said, sir! You have perfectly deduced the outcome of their battles!" The BBC reporter beside him spoke with great excitement. "We would like to hire you as a commentator for this event, what do you say..."

"I'm not a man who just agrees to anything..."

"One hundred thousand pounds per match!"

"Give me the mic!"

The man quickly got down to business, but the battles of the participants were still ongoing. Not everyone could analyze the situation, but everyone noticed the staggeringly high mortality rate of this trial, as well as the Corpses rapidly dissolving at the bottom of the riverbed after Death.

The sight of leaving no Skeletal Remains behind made many people hesitate even more, yet it also spurred others to muster their courage and step onto this battlefield of life and Death!

"Crown, the winning souls have also dissipated their Grudge!" Alvin's voice rang out again, though the surprise was gone. "These victorious souls can be sent straight to Proxima Centauri to become humans!"

"Not just them, the ones who died by their hands can as well!" Bai Yang declared. "This is truly a way to Kill Two Birds with One Stone. Whether they lived or died, they can fulfill their purpose!"

This was naturally Bai Yang's plan. He could now accomplish things that were impossible for him before. Life and Death were no longer monumental issues on this planet. As long as tens of millions of people didn't drop dead all at once, he could settle all these souls properly.

At this moment, humanity was no longer just his 'source of Wish Power', but also a special kind of consumable—the resource for his advancement!

Of course, resources had to be managed carefully; he couldn't just engage in reckless Slaughter. A trial like this was an excellent test!