From God of Lies to Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 7: Where Reality and Dreams Meet

"Him?" Franz suddenly caught onto this word that wouldn't normally appear in daily life, "Who is Him?"

"Manifesting as brilliant yellow flames, wearing a gray robe that flows like water, with sky-blue wings, enveloping the cherubim, protecting them from being burned by the fiery tongues!" From Angus's mouth came words that would only appear in scriptures.

"He is one of the Seven Archangels under the Lord, the ruler of the Thrones, Your Grace Raziel!"

Angus's words clearly touched upon a blind spot for the people present.

They looked around in confusion, wanting to find some explanation, but were met with other equally bewildered faces.

They could understand the term "archangel," but they clearly didn't know who Raziel was.

"Sigh..." Angus sighed, "It seems I may need to reopen the seminary in Vespucci in the future, otherwise, you won't even be able to distinguish the Seven Archangels under the Lord!"

Franz gave an embarrassed smile and quickly asked on behalf of the people around him, "Then tell us, who is this Your Grace..."

"Your Grace Raziel, known as the 【Angel of Mysteries and the Supreme Secrets】. Legend has it that he possesses a mysterious book called 'The Book of the Angel Raziel,' which records 1,500 items of divine and profound knowledge..."

Angus said slowly, "And this book itself was briefly possessed by King Solomon in ancient times. From it, he obtained the power to command the Seventy-Two Demon Gods!"Actually, it was precisely Raum's name that made Angus think of this legend.

Otherwise, he might not have recalled the name of this ruler of the Thrones, the king of the cherubim.

And this also made Raum's actions seem reasonable.

No wonder he behaved as obediently as a baby before Raziel, not even daring to make any large movements.

King Solomon, who could control all the Pillar Demon Gods with just a bit of knowledge, obtained his knowledge from the Archangel Raziel. So how could this Your Grace himself not have means to restrain Raum?

Because of this, Angus felt only relief, relieved at the existence of this archangel.

If Raziel hadn't intervened, he didn't dare imagine what would have become of this small town under the threat of a demon god.

However, Angus now needed to maintain his mystique, so of course he wouldn't express this directly. Instead, he returned to the church to continue praying.

But his actions naturally appeared even more majestic in the eyes of the town residents.

As Angus entered the church, the townspeople also sat down on the church benches.

Actually, it was precisely Raum's name that made Angus think of this legend.

Those were deities! Both Your Grace Raziel and that demon god named Raum had displayed an indescribable, irresistible power beyond their comprehension.

In that moment just now, they had even lost their fear, only capable of watching events unfold before their eyes.

Now that their strength had returned, they didn't even have the energy to chat, feeling only physically weak and exhausted.

Therefore, many people closed their eyes.

...

"The root of Wish Force is deception, but the essence of deception is belief!" Alvin said softly, "Your Grace, you are an unparalleled genius!"

"Of course I'm a genius!" Bai Yang said with absolute confidence, "How much Wish Force have we harvested in total now?"

"11,300 points!" Alvin said, "It has already exceeded ten thousand points. Should we convert it to Divine Power?"

"Of course! Convert it for me!" Bai Yang said. Although this was only the most basic Divine Power of the lowest-tier God of Lies, without the enhancement of Divine Offices or Divine Authority, nor the assimilation and refinement of Divinity, Divine Power was still Divine Power!

Even in the Dylan Continent, this was a great power capable of modifying rules and standing proudly in the high heavens!

If he applied this bit of Divine Power to himself, from this moment on, he could directly embark on the path to demigodhood!

Because Divine Power was the fundamental difference between humans and gods.

In the Dylan Continent, once a being possessed Divine Power, they gained the qualification to be called "Your Grace."

Because from this moment on, they would possess "Divinity"!

And the greatest benefit of Divinity was that when attacked by mortals, there was a high probability of not being hit.

In Alvin's explanation, this special form of immunity was the unique "exemption" belonging to gods.

"Only gods can attack gods" was an iron rule in the Dylan Continent.

If he used this bit of Divine Power, he could return to San Diego right now and complete his revenge.

Mortals could not stop the power of deities—this was a world-shaking great power bestowed upon him!

But despite all these advantages, Bai Yang still decided not to use this Divine Power on himself.

One must look forward, must gaze further into the distance. Having obtained only ten thousand points of Wish Force was still far from enough.

Bai Yang could feel that the acquisition of Wish Force from this small town had only just begun. He needed to add more fuel to the fire for these people!

Therefore, he unhesitatingly invested the single drop of Divine Power refined from this Wish Force into his next plan.

Since he was going to "deceive," he naturally had to go all the way.

The impact he had just given people was substantial, but those scenes were realized in dreams, with no actual traces in reality.

This was also the shortcut method Alvin had mentioned, but the drawback was that it couldn't be reproduced in reality. Some clever people would definitely have doubts after waking up.

Their doubts would make the originally solid Wish Force become illusory—this was the so-called Wish Force backlash.

However, facing this crisis, Alvin had also given a solution: to use the so-called "angel" power in dreams to restore those damaged places.

He could also use the name of "Angel's Mercy" to harvest another wave of Wish Force.

But Bai Yang didn't want to do this. Such a design would have conscious loopholes.

And once doubt arose, it would become more solid over time, gradually spiraling out of control!

Bai Yang clearly knew that this absolutely could not be done.

"Alvin, invest all of this Divine Power into constructing the surrounding environment!" Bai Yang said loudly!

Alvin seemed very surprised, "Your Grace, this will waste at least half of the Divine Power!"

"Do as I say!"

"Your will!"

Alvin nodded, and Divine Power scattered into the air, causing everything around to change according to the manifestations in the recent dream.

First were the church windows, which had shattered due to Raum's cries, so now these glass fragments lay inside and outside the church.

Then the trees, buildings, and various debris that had been swept up by the hurricane also appeared before their eyes.

Finally, of course, were the changes to the church itself due to people's various reactions.

Soon, a scene of complete mess displayed before their eyes.

Alvin once again marveled at Bai Yang's ingenious thinking, "Your Grace, you have achieved true deception! This is turning falsehood into truth!"

"How many times have I told you, Alvin!" Bai Yang faced him and said seriously, "This isn't deception, and I am not the God of Lies!"

"I am the Creator and God of Stories! What they see now is merely the ending of the story!"

He gazed at the hundreds of sleeping people before him, his eyes indifferent, like a shepherd watching his flock.

...

As the sun set in the west, Sheriff Franz was the last to wake up, called by the others.

He looked somewhat confused at the people around him, "What... happened to me?"

"You fell asleep, Sheriff! The priest said you expended too much energy, so you woke up last!" Hank nearby quickly answered, explaining the situation to Franz, "So we didn't wake you!"

Franz stood up, looking somewhat unfamiliar and detached from everything around him.

He seemed to have had a very bizarre dream—he actually dreamed of angels and deities. Just as he was about to say this, he saw some people cleaning up the colored glass fragments in the church...

Franz stumbled out, leaning against the church door. He saw tilted trees, fallen road signs, and collapsed small wooden huts...

And in the distance, Father Angus was using a white cloth to pick up a pure black feather...