From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 101 Watch closely, this is how vampire hunters fight! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes: 24)

"Hmm! This battle doesn't require much willpower, that's good!" Bai Yang remained seated on a deckchair in the town, calmly observing the scene before him.

This was, of course, also his doing. Whether it was the resurrection of Vlad III or the brief resurrection of Lincoln, it all stemmed from his design of the "historical trajectory".

Killing is never the goal, but merely a process.

Given Vlad III's personality—the personality of a southern plantation owner, the aristocratic air of medieval Europe—his willingness to kill you on a whim is consistent with history.

At that time, noble lords had the power of life and death over slaves.

Only by conforming to history can the history he edits truly continue.

"Your Majesty, the divine fire is burning faster!" Alvin's voice rang out. "More information, more history, and more connections are being ignited and are forming a cohesive whole!"

Bai Yang immediately summoned the divine fire. One could see that the white flame was indeed burning bit by bit in front of him, forging the historical information and key world information into one piece!
This is certainly a good thing. If this continues, history will undergo a complete transformation in his hands, and the history of the entire Western world will be re-implemented in his hands, instead of being just a "lie" he created as before!
Bai Yang could even tell what was happening with the rapid burning of the flames.

After all, the people in front of them are the oldest, richest, most powerful, and most influential family in America, with connections all over the world!

Their men died; they witnessed the crisis firsthand and experienced the feeling of being close to death.

Under these circumstances, Bai Yang did not believe they would suspect that this was fake, or that someone had set it up!

These people will surely believe that this is a real and true scene, a revival of mythology.

When they go back, they won't publicize this, but they will definitely start searching for this extraordinary power to bring people into contact with those extraordinary beings!
That's enough. It means that everything Bai Yang has created has been recognized in this country. The result of their recognition is the approval of all the higher-ups!

Widespread acceptance will force local officials to believe it as well, creating a top-down perception that it is "true."

By reversing cause and effect, this future is clearly visible. As a result, the divine fire begins to digest things at an accelerated pace, and those historical errors and misconceptions will be corrected.

First, there are documents, historical materials, and all sorts of records. As the power grows and more people believe, some cultural relics, historical items, and even sculptures and statues will be transformed by the power of the divine fire.

Ultimately, the history in everyone's minds, the history on this world's timeline, will also change, adding what Bai Yang wants them to know.

This is the true God, existing in the river of time, in the history of the entire world, and engraved within civilization!
Looking at the fire, Bai Yang nodded. "Let's put an end to what's happening here. They will spread the news from here to the whole country, while we can connect the revision of history with the real history."

His figure disappeared from the spot, Alvin followed, leaving only the central hub there, controlling the final outcome of the situation.

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In the eyes of Baron and the others, this battle was even more astonishing!

Lincoln didn't seem very strong; there was no "energy" around him, and his moves were all simple slashes.

Vlad III struggled to defend himself; the silver battle axe consistently found his weaknesses and struck mercilessly.

This meant that even though he was the one flying in the air, he could only awkwardly dodge every time. His once incredibly elegant aristocratic demeanor had completely vanished, leaving only rage!
He roared, "Lincoln!"

"I heard you, here's your axe!" An axe flew horizontally, smashing Vlad III away once again.

Lincoln's lifestyle was never that of a high-class person; he was from the bottom of society. He had worked as a sailor, ferryman, plantation worker, shop clerk, and even a stonemason.

He was also a land surveyor, and even when he became an Illinois state legislator, he was still traveling in the countryside, so he could switch between ruggedness and elegance.

Clearly, when facing a vampire, he couldn't be elegant at all. He swung his axe one after another, making the vampire howl in pain!
As the battle between the two continued, many people recovered from their initial confusion.

They recalled what had just happened, saw the pile of desiccated corpses where the vampire had stood, and a wave of fear washed over them. However, this fear did not linger, for they saw President Lincoln engaged in battle and heard the stories told by the crowd.

Their hearts gradually filled with hope, and they began to pray that Lincoln would win.

"I could beat you more than a hundred years ago, and I can still beat you now!" Lincoln said, standing on the ground and looking up at Vlad III in the sky.

Vlad III, panting heavily, felt as if he had seen a ghost. "Damn it! Aren't you afraid of disappearing from this world by wasting your energy like this?"

“The Lord’s angels will guide me back to heaven, so of course I’m not afraid!” Lincoln said. “Therefore… you must die this time!”

"Impossible! You're nothing but a withered skeleton clinging to life now. How could you possibly kill me? You couldn't kill me 160 years ago. Now that I have so many dark souls, how could you possibly kill me?"

Vlad III roared, "The moment your power is exhausted will be the moment I kill these people!"

These words made everyone present shudder. They had no doubt about the vampire's abilities; he was truly powerful enough to devour them completely!
Under such circumstances, this threat is very deterrent.

Upon hearing this, Lincoln paused, looking at Vlad III. "Yes, without holy water, silver shrapnel, and the bishop's enchantment, killing you is indeed not easy!"

"But this is New Salem, Illinois, the place I've lived in since I was a hunter's apprentice!"

Do you really think I'm having a conversation with you?

"I... a treacherous human!" Upon hearing this, Vlad III finally realized what was happening, flapped his wings, and took flight almost without hesitation!
Lincoln then took a very old-looking crossbow from the ground beside him, wiped the dirt off it, attached the bolts left on it, and then turned to look at Chris.

"Come here, child, I need your help!"

Upon hearing this, Chris immediately stepped forward.

In a sense, Lincoln was his great-great-great-grandfather, so the other party certainly wouldn't lie to him.

"I need a drop of your blood to activate this crossbow!" Watching the vampire disappear into the distance, Lincoln remained unhurried, instead calmly explaining the device.

Chris quickly did as he was told, cutting his finger with a knife and smearing the blood on the crossbow.

As blood appeared, the crossbow, which had been quite dark, gradually brightened before their eyes.

Some Hebrew and Latin characters appeared on it, these runes shimmering with a silver light, and they shone all the way to the front launch port.

Lincoln picked up the crossbow, looked at the vampires that were almost out of sight on the horizon, and gently raised his hand to cock it!
"Your name is Chris, right? Watch closely, this is how vampire hunters fight!" he said, and fired an arrow into the sky!
"Whoosh!" The crossbow, which was only half the size of a person, fired with the force of a missile!

The powerful impact sent everything around them flying, and the terrifying aftershock of the attack even sent them staggering back more than ten steps before they came to a stop.

A trailing cloud appeared before everyone and then flew away into the distance.

Lincoln breathed a sigh of relief, put down the crossbow, and said softly, "He'll be unable to move for at least six months now!"

The moment Baron saw the Demon Hunter Crossbow, a thought struck him. He remembered Professor Margaret's analysis of Lincoln's speech, which included a line:
"When the skeletons beneath the cotton fields begin to roar, the law must become the new crossbow of the demon hunter." They had speculated that this was his description of his battle with vampires, but many also guessed that it was likely an adaptation.

But now Baron knows that this is not a fabrication; this former vampire hunter really does possess a demon hunter's crossbow!

Moreover, the power of this crossbow is simply terrifying!
The power that swept through the space made everyone who saw it tremble!
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