From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 452: The Perfect Fusion of the Supernatural and the Modern

Yes, when Gareth made his move, Sunak acted as well.

Supernatural matters were essentially managed by William, so he took the thirty-two trial candidates and boarded the vehicles heading to the final trial location.

Meanwhile, the man who was likely the most powerful Prime Minister in Great Britain's history—given the vacuum of nobles, the vacuum of high-level officials, and the bottom rung consisting only of executors—had also completed his preparations.

After all, the government of Great Britain might lack money, but for the nation itself to be completely broke was highly unlikely.

The government naturally had an empty treasury, but everyone outside the government had been gorging themselves on wealth. Now that they were all dead, even though most of their assets were abroad or tied up in real estate, their liquid funds were still vastly greater than the government's entire budget.

Thus, Sunak directly confiscated these funds, distributed the long-overdue wages to the soldiers, and cleared all sorts of outstanding payrolls.

Relying on this money, he also purchased a massive amount of munitions from the European black market—though some supplies clearly belonging to Great Britain made him lose his temper.

No wonder their own supplies were never enough. There had been a mole smuggling and reselling them all along!

Sunak could not even find anyone to punish, because the actual culprits had already turned into corpses under that curse. He could only vent his anger on the monsters before him.

"Now! Unleash our firepower! Do not harm our Transcendent Beings; suppress the middle and rear sections with everything we have!"As Sunak issued the command, the long-frustrated Royal Navy, Air Force, and Army of Great Britain finally commenced their battle!

During the previous crises, they had received the most criticism. After all, the threat to destroy a nation had arrived, yet they remained inactive, causing the entire world to doubt their combat power.

They felt wronged as well; after all, they had been dealing with internal affairs prior to this!

That curse had wiped out over eighty percent of the military's high-level military officers. Almost every unit had lost its combat power, and it took them this long just to recover and complete basic integration.

Now, of course, was the time to demonstrate their combat power. As the command was passed down, these soldiers emerged from the houses surrounding the River Thames almost simultaneously, raising their weapons.

In the half-day since the monsters appeared in the river, these houses had been evacuated. Sunak purchased them at rock-bottom prices and transformed them into a defensive line of fire and ammunition.

Napalm and thermite were hurled from the houses into the river, instantly turning the oppressively terrifying black waters into a river of fire!

The undead monsters that had been pushing forward sensed the malice from the riverbanks. They immediately turned their heads and let out hoarse roars at both sides.

Baring their sharp fangs and claws, they ceased their charge toward the distant knights, shifting their gaze to the houses on either bank instead.

However, they could not rush up. Amidst the fiery assault, they were met with the muzzles of machine guns protruding from both sides!

During the previous duels, the British military had astutely discovered the weaknesses of these monsters. They were indeed formidable, with physical strength and combat power far surpassing ordinary humans. Yet, if a mere pistol could handle them, they were hardly invincible against a genuine army.

Once the barrier set up by Mage Merlin (the special attribute rendering bullets ineffective) vanished, this horde of monsters was not much stronger than a bunch of moving corpses against a heavily armed military force.

This gave many spectators an inexplicable surge of confidence. "Are these supernatural monsters? They aren't that strong... Why did those Transcendent Beings think this could destroy our nation?"

Inside the war room, Sunak was dumbfounded upon hearing a staff officer say this.

He did not want to ask how the man had managed to pass his exams and bluntly retorted, "Because this battlefield has been strictly constrained by the supernatural! We spent a full week preparing it, and it was even reinforced by Mage Merlin!"

"Have you ever considered what it would look like if these monsters marched out of the Thames while we were completely unaware of their presence at the river bottom and hadn't amassed an army?"

Hearing Sunak's words, everyone present shuddered with fear!

They imagined that near-apocalyptic scenario and pictured their own fates within that Apocalypse!

Everyone here resided in London. If three million monsters truly surged out into the city in the dead of night, the terrifying consequences would be unimaginable!

It was entirely possible that all of London could be reduced to a ghost town overnight!

"You're fired. Get out of the war room, now!" Sunak waved his hand, his expression deeply agitated as he glared at the staff officer.

How did Great Britain end up like this? He originally thought the country's problems were confined to the high-level officials, but now it seemed the lower ranks had massive issues as well...

Despite this minor episode in the military, the overall situation was indeed developing favorably. Even though these immortal undead did not fear bullet attacks, they wailed in the flames as they perished, unable to rise again.

This taught many people the utility of fire. Legends were useful after all; at the very least, they now knew fire had a restraining effect on the undead.

"Increase the payload! Pour in all the accelerants and gasoline we bought. I want the entire River Thames to turn into an ocean of fire!"

Sunak was going all out. He needed to consolidate his political rights and secure the leverage to negotiate with the new king in the future!

Those Anglo-Saxons were following the Windsor family to otherworlds, while the Irish people, Scots, and Welsh here were backing the new king. If an immigrant Prime Minister like him truly did nothing, he would just be waiting for a reckoning!

Thus, all of London was once again blanketed in smoke and fire. This actually made Gareth, who was cutting down enemies like chopping vegetables at the frontline, light up with interest. "Looking at it this way, this decadent nation isn't entirely without its merits!"

Gareth swung his spear, striking down two more monsters, and then let out a sharp whistle!

"Go, Norben! Give them a little more fire!"

As his words rang out, the red dragon that had flown far into the sky descended once more. Under the gaze of the entire world, it hovered over the middle section of the Thames and took a deep breath!

"Fwoosh!"

A massive torrent of fire spewed from the dragon's maw, washing over the river channel and thoroughly incinerating the undead within!

Such flames even reignited the unburnt accelerants, making the inferno rage even more fiercely.

At this moment, the people of the world finally witnessed the terrifying might of an extraordinary power system. If a single Knight of the Round Table could unleash such horrifying destruction, just how powerful was the ancient Britain of yesteryear?

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"These undead have fulfilled their mission. Next, let their souls become living beings in the Celtic world!" Bai Yang said calmly. This performance had finally reached its conclusion.

He could already sense that the collection of Wish Power had hit its upper limit, indicating that the performance had achieved its purpose.

"All that remains is a simple wrap-up to crown the new king, and we're done!" Amusement filled Bai Yang's eyes. "I wonder if the new king I chose will satisfy everyone?"

Alvin immediately chimed in, "It is the choice of the gods. As long as that person can bring happiness to the citizens of this nation, they will definitely be satisfied!"

Bai Yang shook his head noncommittally. "Happiness is a false premise. Under the protection of the gods, these nations have no external pressure, so achieving happiness is simple. What's far more difficult is letting divine faith take root in this land!"

This was the main reason he chose the sovereign. Faith and Wish Power were the true keys; everything else was merely an excuse to fool others!

"Wait, did we forget something?" Bai Yang suddenly asked. Because of this Celtic coronation ritual, he seemed to have focused all his energy here. "Those three overseas students are still in the neighboring world, right?"

"Yes, Crown. You placed the three deities of the Dylan Continent on that planet, and they have been diligently organizing the elemental world shaped by the Tree of Life!" Alvin replied.

"They know how to find work for themselves now? Good. It seems the empty promise of the Divine Seat is quite enticing!" Bai Yang nodded with a smile. "Then let them work a little longer. With the Tree of Life, the oak seeds we planted, and the assistance of these deities, the growth rate might be even faster than that planet from the mythology of the Americas!"

"This way, it will be much easier for the new world to develop! Plants have appeared, and there is ample sunlight. Perhaps when this continent is covered in green, it will be a time when people can go outside without needing oxygen masks!"

He still harbored immense ambitions for this world.

After all, the most famous power in the Great Britain region was the Druids. The knowledge of these Druids would return to this world alongside the migration of the Windsor family, providing Bai Yang with even more remodeling experience.

"Druidic authority can indeed be used like this... nature, life, flora, and fauna..." Bai Yang gained a much clearer understanding of the power in his hands.

As for the overseas students, they were a group of excellent workers. It was time to have them take a break and head back to spread the radiance of the Divine Realm's beacon!