From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 54: Mass Panic

"He can be hurt by bullets, and although he can recover, the recovery is very slow!" Everyone in the police station quickly reached this conclusion.

However, no one dared to issue the "open fire" command again.

Because the other party had said that if they shot again, he would come for them!

No one believed they could escape from the other party's pursuit, so no one dared to tempt fate.

Remus looked at the burned corpse, clearly feeling the emotion called "anger" gradually being drawn out from within his body.

No wonder the contract said his emotions would be taken away like this!

Remus understood. In the future, he would definitely become increasingly indifferent, increasingly calm, to the point where he would remain unmoved by anything he saw. This was the price he paid for obtaining this power!

"So when that day comes, Baphomet will take my soul?" Remus gradually gained clarity, but he didn't feel much regret.

He had to walk the path he chose.

If he hadn't offered his soul, he would already be a corpse on the street by now.Then, Remus glanced at the sniper across the window and the police officers who had gathered downstairs, smiling faintly.

Only by truly touching the supernatural did he understand the power he possessed and how laughable these people before him were!

Bullets would only hurt him and make him weak, but his life form had undergone a fundamental transformation. In fact, it was now highly unlikely that human weapons could kill him.

At most, they would injure him, but these injuries weren't fatal at all.

However, the fear he created could restore his body and power, so as long as fear continued, he simply couldn't die!

After realizing this, Remus lost any intention of continuing this stalemate with these people. He rubbed his hands together and, in the surveillance footage, transformed into a mist and disappeared.

"Phew..." Watching this scene, everyone seemed to collectively exhale in relief.

The other party's actions just now had put tremendous pressure on them. Where did this demon come from, acting so brazenly?

Most importantly, they truly had no way to deal with this person - couldn't kill him, couldn't communicate with him, couldn't threaten him.

"Let them in, clean up the scene, and block information channels!" Chief Stephen said.

They certainly didn't think it would be a good thing if such news was broken by those journalists who loved watching the world burn.

Even though they were all members of the blue states, and the White House was occupied by that redneck blond guy, and chaos might benefit them, they still knew they couldn't do this.

The federation's internal issues could be torn open and criticized, but the federation's external dignity still needed to be maintained.

Police officers filed in, establishing a blockade outside while inside, they collected everything that might be exposed.

Soon, the first reports came out.

"Sir, the entire Department of Veterans Affairs has been cleared. A total of six people died, all employees responsible for pensions and survivor benefits!" The detective's report reached Stephen's desk, giving him more understanding of this man named "Remus."

Besides the documents, there were also photos of residual ashes.

Under that black flame, even the most resilient human bodies couldn't produce bone ashes - only very small amounts of ash remained.

"He wasn't lying. He really is conducting judgment!" Stephen said with deep emotion as he looked at these materials.

Every person Remus judged had a high probability of tampering with this system, so they died.

"Then sir, do you remember how many names Director Will mentioned before he died?" the detective suddenly said, making Stephen tense up immediately. "What do you mean?"

"Is it possible that he's going after these people one by one according to those names?" the detective continued. "Wouldn't that be true judgment?"

Hearing this, everyone in the conference room felt their heads buzz as if struck!

That former Director Will was right about at least one thing - the entire veterans system with hundreds of thousands of employees were all people feeding off this system!

Everyone knew this, but many kept silent for the sake of world stability.

But now, with the so-called stability disappearing and so-called correctness fading, a "demon" who could completely avoid their entire national system was about to judge these people.

What would happen?

They could all guess the outcome, but none could accept it.

Because this wasn't just an incident - it was an event that could be called a disaster!

"Shit! Fuck!" Stephen cursed twice, then started putting on his coat. "Gather all the materials, call the mayor, we're going to Albany!"

He knew that for something like this, not just him or the New York City mayor, but even the Governor might not be able to handle it. After all, they weren't like California's massive system that could almost be called a "country" - they couldn't execute these things independently.

"I just hope he's not too fast and can give us some time!"

Before leaving, Stephen looked at his colleagues in the police station and casually said, "And you all, now that we have demons appearing here, do you still think angels are fake? That angel conducting judgment on the West Coast is fake?"

"If because of this, we invite pastors, and one of those pastors also initiates judgment here, how many of you wouldn't be punished by angels?"

"During this period, you'd better all keep quiet and stop doing your usual things!"

The words were mild, but combined with the demon's actions on the screen, they had an outstanding effect!

...

One day later, four high-ranking officials of the New York State Department of Veterans Affairs were found dead in their homes. Beside them, only tearful confession videos and small piles of ashes remained.

And this was likely just the beginning.

This put the blond guy in the White House in a very strange state. "You're telling me a demon appeared in New York and started cleaning out the parasites in the Department of Veterans Affairs?"

The Chief of Staff nodded. "Yes, sir. He's already killed ten people, all from around New York, and their guilt has been confirmed."

The blond guy was even more surprised. "And it's even judgment with evidence? Tsk..."

He actually laughed. "So the corruption problem we couldn't solve is now being handled by a demon, is that it?"

The Chief of Staff quickly said, "Sir, veterans affairs offices in many areas are panicking. They're resigning, hoping to leave this department!"

"The officials around New York State are fleeing en masse. The entire Department of Veterans Affairs system is about to collapse!"

"About to collapse? It hasn't collapsed yet!" The blond guy instead narrowed his eyes. "So the people remaining in those departments should be the ones who embezzled less, right?"

Hearing this, the Chief of Staff was stunned. "You mean..."

The blond guy said cheerfully, "Don't you think this is an opportunity? An opportunity for us to take control of this department from their hands!"

"Sir, it is indeed an opportunity, but..." The staff member looked worried. "Our people are scared too!"

"If you don't steal, you don't need to be scared, right?" The blond guy said loudly. "With so many opportunities to make money, why must they take people's life-saving money?"

"With these parasites, how can we continue making Amerigo great?"

This eighty-plus-year-old man showed the true bearing of a President. "Promote the remaining people, let them manage this department. I refuse to believe that without them, we can't keep things running!"

Hearing this, the staff member was utterly astonished. Why didn't this person have any intention of solving the problem?

Not only that, but he even wanted to profit from it?

This is national governance, not business operations, Mr. President...