From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 46: New History, New Goals, New City

After these deities arrived, the authorities naturally conducted many analyses.

They had considered many possibilities, such as the return of the gods, a world crisis, or their world being used as a battlefield.

The destroyed faiths of the Native American deities could all be reasons for the other party's anger.

They had thought of all these possibilities, but the one thing they never considered was that this incident was actually caused by a certain god's morning grumpiness.

Basically, Jeron's grand ritual happened to summon this one, who came here, saw that scene, felt somewhat displeased, and thus decided to destroy the world!

This was a very simple, even somewhat childish process.

"Hiss..." Gao took a sharp breath, suddenly feeling this made sense, "No wonder His attitude toward us is one of indifference and complete disregard!"

"It's like when we wake up and discover the ants we kept at our doorstep have been eaten by longhorn beetles from the garden!"

"He might be curious, might be angry, but at most... he'll just take a look and that's it..."

Joris suddenly laughed and said lightly, "Then can we breathe a sigh of relief? After all, He probably won't attempt world destruction again! Just like if the longhorn beetles in your garden run away, you wouldn't specifically go looking for them, right?""If we don't attract His attention, that should indeed be the case!"

The two glanced at Jeron again, wondering what happened to that so-called Spirits of All Things—could it have been slapped to death for gossiping about this Feathered Serpent God?

That would be a really miserable death, tsk tsk tsk... these deities, each so high and mighty, how could they understand the difficulties of us little people?

The two organized their reports and prepared to find their respective bosses to deliver the news, telling them this "news" that they weren't sure counted as good news or not.

Of course it was good news—although this Q&A didn't reveal most things, they at least learned that these gods don't casually destroy worlds.

This disaster was just them being unlucky enough to stumble upon it.

Just like humans overturning an ant nest before them—whether they do it or not depends entirely on their mood.

Moreover, certain notions about Native Americans seemed to be confirmed.

Initially, Native Americans had divine power and divine blessings, but when the gods fell into slumber, they failed to restrain themselves.

The true history was probably that these people squandered their divine blessings and power, so when their ancestors arrived on this continent back then, they were powerless to resist?

Wait, something seems off?

Were there "shipboard pastors" on the Amerigo immigrant ships back then? Could it be that...

Their ancestors weren't just ordinary immigrants and Protestants, but people aided by superhumans?

For a moment, everyone thought of certain special stories and legends, tales heard in childhood, ancient rumors.

They all seemed to have formed their own conjectures and developed more guesses about this nation's history!

But suddenly, the sound of Jeron waking up reached their ears, "Huh? Has my lawyer arrived?"

Hearing this, the two exchanged glances—damn, they forgot this guy was still here!

Although from the current situation, he probably didn't have memories of being killed and resurrected, but this guy's self-proclaimed position as "Aztec Wind God Cult" pope and his ambiguous prayers actually summoned the Wind God—where would they go to reason about that?

Since he had already experienced divine manifestation, he was definitely "chosen by god"—letting him go would definitely be inappropriate!

Although the videos and truths from two days ago had been suppressed by various "Hollywood filming," "special effects," and other news stories, that could only fool ordinary people!

The higher-ups within Amerigo and other countries abroad weren't people who could be so easily deceived.

Therefore, this man couldn't be released—he had to be detained and kept alive, as he might become a future bargaining chip!

The two left with mutual understanding—how to handle this next would be up to their respective bosses.

...

"Huh? Your Grace, clearly you were telling them that deities cannot casually manifest, so why... has their conviction in deities actually increased?" In the room, Alvin listened to their conversation and asked puzzledly.

Bai Yang smiled and said, "There's an ancient proverb: 'Good deals don't come chasing after you.' A deity that constantly manifests naturally wouldn't be a powerful deity!"

"What is a true god? Not deliberate, specially planned manifestations, but casual, inadvertent gestures!"

"That disdainful glance, that footnote you might not even notice—that's what a true god is!"

'Divine majesty like prison, divine grace like sea'—and the statement that humans are meaningless to true gods is what truly moved them!"

"Because this means there's no need to deceive them! Would you deceive an ant by saying you care or don't care about it?"

Hearing this, Alvin fell silent, struggling to understand these concepts, and eventually shook his head, "Your Grace, this is too difficult for me. I'd better continue carrying out your commands!"

Bai Yang nodded casually, "By the way, how is that reporter named Alex doing now?"

"He's driving to New York! His identity hasn't been exposed, he has no memories of that night, he just left California with the information he filmed!" Alvin said.

"Keep some attention on him—we should still be able to use him in the future!" Bai Yang casually made his move, and Alvin complied.

"Your Grace, the authorities have blocked the news, and the spread of various false messages means our Wish Force acquisition isn't meeting expectations!" Calculating the total Wish Force, Alvin asked, "So, will you continue creating new stories in this country to obtain new sources of Wish Force?"

Bai Yang tapped his fingers, "Of course! This is a necessary source of Divine Power. Although we already have this much Divine Power, we can never have too much, right!"

"Which city will you choose? Continue in Los Angeles? Or return to San Diego?"

Bai Yang waved his hand, "Neither. It's already lively enough here. Our Governor Newland is probably overwhelmed during this period—let their news spread underwater a while longer!"

He looked toward the eastern part of the continent, a special gleam in his eyes, "The ancient histories of Aztec and Maya Native Americans have already surfaced somewhat, so shouldn't there be a thread about Catholic stories too?"

"Let's go, now let's head to the East Coast, to this country's most bustling city, to see some scenery we can't see here!"

Bai Yang walked forward cheerfully, moving slowly yet quickly.

Because with each step he took, his body advanced one kilometer—this effect similar to "shrinking the land to inches" was actually the effect Bai Yang wanted to achieve.

And the method used was very simple: deceiving this space into being that space!

Bai Yang was gradually understanding the terror of the power of lies—no wonder the previous God of Lies Higgs ended up so miserable! This power obtained by altering reality was actually called lies?

This was too astonishing!

Coming to his senses, Bai Yang had already crossed California and arrived in neighboring Nevada.

But after looking at the distant East Coast across the continent, he still abandoned the idea of walking there.

This move was cool, but the Wish Force required to deceive space was enough for him to create a small miracle—that would be somewhat wasteful.

So, he chose to board a plane in Nevada, flying to this country's most prosperous and thriving city—New York!

Blond Guy, are you ready?