From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 442: Great Britain's Innate Skill

Golden Hair was not the only one harboring such thoughts. In fact, every country across the globe had arrived at the exact same conclusion.

The Permanent Five were exceptionally perceptive, but nations across Europe, East Asia, and the Americas also saw a glimmer of extraordinary hope!

This was especially true for the demographics and groups completely overwhelmed by the Era of the Extraordinary, as well as those nations barely managing to scrape by under the constant pressure of unending Global Crises. They all recognized this opportunity.

Naturally, these countries wanted to get a share of the pie. Thus, while the eyes of ordinary citizens were still glued to the otherworldly trials, the telephones at Number 10 Downing Street rang incessantly.

"This is Number 10 Downing Street. What? Seven more Heads of State want to schedule a state visit? Fine... I understand!"

Sunak rubbed his temples in agony, looking at the two former princes standing before him. "Over fifty Heads of State have submitted their credentials. Do we really have to host all of them?"

"We absolutely must!" Prince William declared loudly. "Great Britain is currently in the midst of a massive crisis. Though it has been temporarily suspended thanks to Merlin's arrival, we all know more threats are inevitable. And Great Britain no longer has the strength to face them!"

"Therefore, we need to bring in international forces to counterbalance these dangers and allow Great Britain to successfully survive this terrifying..."

William sounded incredibly high-sounding, but Harry was much more blunt. "Save the nonsense for your meetings with the foreign leaders. Just get straight to the point right now!"

William sighed helplessly. "We all know their goal. It is nothing more than the trial grounds set up by the Celtic Gods. But what they do not know is that we hold the keys to its entrance!"Sunak's eyes widened at this revelation. He looked toward Harry, who gave a slight nod. "Yes, this is an ability gifted by Merlin. I possess the power to open a portal to that world. Although the gateway leads to a different continent, it is still the same planet!"

"It seems the Gods still value us..." Sunak remarked with a sigh of relief, only to be met with odd stares from the two former heirs to the throne.

Struggling to keep a straight face, William explained, "This was one of the Prices negotiated between father and His Excellency Merlin. Mage Merlin did not want the incoming new king to inherit a ruined Britain, so he traded a new world in exchange for this country!"

"And we accepted his terms. I will act as the primary administrator of this nation to assist the new king in his rule. However, as you know, the future King of Britain will be a sovereign wielding absolute military and political power, unlike the old monarchs of our family. In his eyes, stripping me of my authority would only take a single word."

"Thus, we secured the ability to travel to this new world from the Druid faction backing Mage Merlin!"

Harry continued the explanation. "According to Mage Merlin, that planet has four continents. The main continent belongs to the Druidic order, but the remaining three are unclaimed lands where we are free to establish our own nations!"

"At the end of the day, these people of Celtic descent never intended for us to stay. They simply chose a relatively gentler method to expel us!" William gritted his teeth. "And we have no choice but to accept it. After all, compared to the Druids, the methods of the Gods are far more ruthless!"

At that moment, it finally dawned on Sunak. This was not the Gods showing them favor—it was outright banishment!

It was just that the Gods' previous methods had been far more violent, using that curse to send all the masterminds straight to Hell.

Meanwhile, the Druids employed a much more refined approach. Through their prior threats, they made it clear that this land of the Chosen by Heaven was no longer a place they could inhabit. Instead, they offered them an exile zone and told them to leave on their own.

"We need to send the other ethnic groups of Great Britain over separately to become citizens there. As for those who remain here... I am afraid they will be out of luck!"

All three men looked hesitant. They had no other option. Historically, Great Britain had always been the one exporting immigrants to other lands, mostly refugees and criminals. Since when did they have to deport themselves?

Were they throwing away the dignity of their ancestors?

But what else could they do? The threat of the Gods was imminent. Could they even put up a fight? Over two million Shikome beneath the River Thames were still glaring at them like tigers eyeing their prey!

With that thought, Sunak instantly understood. "So, what you two mean is that not only are we going, but we are going to drag the rest of the world along with us?"

"Of course!" William nodded. "We might look like we are being chased out, but you must remember that we currently hold the ownership rights to the remaining three continents of that world!"

"In this era following the Advent of the Supernatural, when everyone is desperately trying to figure out their next move, what do you think those countries will do if we reveal this to them?"

Sunak caught on completely. "We need to emphasize the difficulty of this endeavor and make sure they know we paid an astronomical Price to acquire this ability! Therefore, cooperating with us will require them to pay a massive Price in return!"

"To establish a nation on that planet, we must shift the costs and get others to do the heavy lifting for us. Only then will they believe we truly paid a heavy Price!" William elaborated. "We must start with the Nobles and Prominent Families around the globe, pitching them the benefits of a new world. For instance, because it falls under the jurisdiction of the Celtic Gods, the power of other Divine Pantheons cannot reach it. Those despised by other Gods will sacrifice everything for a haven like that!"

Harry chimed in, "We can even lure in Transcendent Beings, because this is a genuinely pristine world—an unpolluted realm with infinite resources!"

After all, the British were masters of global commerce. They had long perfected the art of swindling something out of nothing!

Being a global meddler was essentially Great Britain's innate skill. They could polish a turd and sell it as gold, let alone a legitimately "good place"!

Having finalized their scheme, the three men exchanged glances and burst into uproarious laughter!

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"You see? We gave them punishment and crises, yet now they have to sincerely thank us for giving them the opportunity to journey to a new world!"

Right there in the same office, Bai Yang and Alvin were casually sipping from their respective cups of coffee.

Listening to the politicians' conversation and watching their schemes unfold, Bai Yang's voice echoed through the room.

Of course, the mortal men could not hear him. Only Alvin, The Core, and a youth sitting on a phantom swing in front of Bai Yang could hear his words.

Alvin smiled and nodded. "Indeed, Crown. For them, this is undoubtedly a monumental opportunity. A planet so similar to Earth is more than enough bait to hook every nation on this globe!"

Yet, he still harbored some concerns. "But if that happens, our Supernatural influence in this world will inevitably decline. After all, their attention will be diverted to the new world. Even if we instigate another Supernatural Crisis, its impact will be drawn out or even dissipated by their focus on colonization and construction."

Alvin's worry was entirely justified. Resources were finite, and so were Wish Power and human attention.

For a long time now, Bai Yang had absorbed nearly all the world's attention. By introducing a Celtic Otherworld that drove them into a state of Fanaticism, he was pushing their mental capacity closer to its Threshold.

If humanity poured the bulk of its energy into the new world, the remaining population in the old world would inevitably impact Bai Yang's subsequent plans.

"Hmm. Did you hear all that, Kaos?" Bai Yang nodded slightly, turning his gaze to the youth beside him.

"I heard it, Father!" the youth named Kaos replied loudly. "But I am not worried about any of that, because this division has very little to do with the Divine Pantheon I represent!"

Young Kaos spoke with utmost composure. "Greek Mythology, Roman Mythology, and a whole host of surrounding Realms will have no share in the glory of this new world. They will be consumed by resentment and indignation. When that time comes, it will be the perfect opportunity for me to start Spreading Faith!"

Hearing this, Bai Yang nodded in satisfaction. "Mm, very good. With such keen insight, you are already well-equipped to strike out on your own!"

"Are you ready to forge a grand Divine Pantheon of your own, Kaos? The Olympian Gods, and even the entire Primeval Titan pantheon, are entirely in your hands!"

Young Kaos practically overflowed with confidence. "Of course, Father! I am completely ready!"

"Excellent. Once the Celtic story concludes, you will head to Greece to initiate the revival of your own mythology!"

Kaos was the Spirit unexpectedly born when Bai Yang sought to master the Spatial Authority. Recently, nourished by spatiotemporal Energy and boundless Wish Power, he had finally developed sapience and assumed the form of a young boy.

Bai Yang was eagerly anticipating his growth. If Kaos could truly reach his full potential, he would become a mighty existence on par with Jehovah—a magnificent God commanding absolute authority over space!

"I look forward to seeing you grow!" Bai Yang said in a relaxed tone.

With Kaos handling matters there, he wouldn't need to dedicate too much mental effort to it anymore.