From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 122 O messenger of the Lord, who walks on the earth!

Meanwhile, on a Florida interstate highway, Alex Sheffield was driving at high speed toward them.

He was driving very fast, almost at the limit, which made the state police who were conducting speed checks nearby want to catch him.

However, he was too fast and crossed the other party's jurisdiction in one go, leaving many police officers to follow and watch.

But Alex in the car was not in a good mood. He seemed very agitated and was talking to himself, "How can you prove to me that you are this rain god? I've only heard of Quetzalcoatl, and he's not called Quetzalcoatl, but Kukulkan!"

Then, in the empty carriage, a very gentle voice rang out, "What you say makes sense. After all, we are actually the same group of people, only we have different powers and identities in your world!"

"Just like Quetzalcoteyar, he is also Kukulkan, and in Inca mythology, he is also Chuzkut... These are just our various identities and images!"

Upon hearing this, Alex asked curiously, "So, you also have a role in Mayan mythology?"

“Yes, I am Chayak, and I am also Traloc. There isn’t much difference!” the voice said. “It depends on which identity we choose. God has many forms, and this is just one of them!”

"It's as if, in some other worlds, I am not the rain god, but the fire god, the wind god, or even the creator god! In our pantheon, the concept of divine office is quite broad."

Alex continued driving, listening to all this, feeling as if his entire worldview had been shattered in that moment.

In fact, this was not the first time he had a conversation with the "god" inside his body.

After returning to New York and taking advantage of the New York "volcanic event" to broadcast the "Battle of the Gods" in Los Angeles, Alex experienced a major ups and downs in his life!
He became a star reporter and achieved the "class leap" he wanted. His record of that major battle sold countless copies, making him the newspaper's top reporter.

Furthermore, because he personally experienced that special event, many wealthy people, members of parliament, and other important figures would specifically invite him over in order to understand the truth.

During that time, he became a true rising star, a new star in the entire New York news industry.

Then, of course, things took a sharp turn for the worse. He realized that apart from this news, he had no other news worth mentioning.

His interviews were unremarkable, and his writing lacked finesse. He was quickly stripped bare, returning to his former obscure self, with only a little money left.

Alex couldn't accept this disparity, so he wanted to find some sensational news, to find those "werewolfs" that were widely circulated on the streets—and then he died, his throat ripped open by a werewolf, dying on the roadside.

However, he came back to life, and after his resurrection, he learned that a god named "Tralok" was actually residing in his body. He was the rain god in Aztec mythology.

The other party resurrected him and gave him a mission: to go south to Miami.

Alex is a very grateful person; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to grow from a South American mixed-race person into a reporter for a major newspaper.

But as they approached Miami, Alex heard the news on the car radio:
"A sudden tsunami struck Miami, but thanks to the President's foresight, we avoided huge losses. We won again!"

"Next is a speech from the President. We will win the war against natural disasters once again. Don't worry, we will keep winning!"

Alex automatically ignored the "winner-takes-all" rhetoric in the news, frowned, and said, "Looks like we're not going to Miami. The tsunami has hit!"

"That's why I need you to go!" The voice rang out again in the carriage. "You have no choice. Keep driving, we're almost there!"

Alex nodded helplessly. He was right. He really had no choice. His life had already been resurrected once by the other party, so his life was never truly his own.

The Hummer started up again and drove along the lonely highway.

……

Miami, by the sea.

With the roar of several missiles, the giant serpent named Atlas, unsurprisingly, remained unharmed.

But for the survivors on the beach, things are in trouble!
The powerful impact of the missile caused the giant snake pain, and it searched for its target without warning.

Unable to find its target, it looked at the golden shield again, its eyes no longer searching, but instead filled with abnormal frenzy and resentment.

That enormous body charged straight into the crowd without hesitation!
"Boom!" A deafening roar rang out as the giant serpent's massive body slammed straight into the golden shield in front of it. The impact alone caused Angus, who had been standing perfectly fine, to collapse to the ground!

“Sir, Bishop!” “Your Excellency, Cardinal!”

The believers around him, who were already looking worried, stared at him anxiously, wondering what had happened to him.

"Cough cough cough!" Angus coughed up some blood, barely managing to get up. "It's nothing, just a minor side effect!"

He looked up at the giant sea serpent that had been thrown into the sea by the reaction of the light shield, and felt a pang of fear.

These words were merely meant to reassure everyone. In reality, this was a side effect of the forced ceremony. This side effect, which should have been borne by many monks, clergy, and even the sacred objects and the faith in Heaven, had now become a responsibility that he alone had to bear!

The impact he just experienced made him realize that such collisions deplete his own strength.

"We can't wait any longer!" Angus had already made up his mind. If he waited any longer, he would be unable to hold on, the shield would shatter, and the tsunami would rush in. Of the tens of thousands of people in this place, not many would survive.

So he had to go out, whether to lure the giant snake away or to buy time, he had to go out!

Thinking of this, Angus walked towards the edge of the beach, where the giant serpent's body was sliding down.

Seeing his steps, someone seemed to understand something and said loudly, "Bishop, are you going out?"

Angus nodded gently. "Yes, I'm going out! It's safe here. You should be able to survive here!"

"We survived, but what about you?" Everywhere you go, there's no shortage of the most genuine and simple people. Like now, they saw Angus's resolute determination and guessed his thoughts. "Are you going to die?"

“I will not die, I will ascend to heaven to serve the Lord!” Angus said. “You need to remain on earth to atone for your sins, but I have already completed all my atonement!”

That's what he said, but everyone knows that he was actually risking his life.

Everyone fell silent, then offered a prayer for Angus:
"May the Lord in heaven see us walking on earth, see us honoring Him as one, see us saving all peoples from the earth..."

“O messenger of the Lord, who walks on earth and in heaven as you wish!”

Angus solemnly made the sign of the cross on his chest, then bowed to everyone before stepping out of the protective barrier.

As he walked, beams of light flashed from his body, and his words resounded in everyone's ears:

"The horn has sounded atop Zion!"
Behold, the chariots of the Lord, burning with fire, are crushing through the valley of the shadow of death.

The winds of the Holy Spirit tore through the veil of lies.

Angel wings wipe away the lamb's tears—

Today, we crush the ancient serpent's head!

After he finished speaking, a path of light appeared beneath his feet, and a radiant light shone behind him!
"Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God."

The words of 1 Peter were sung from his lips, and that boundless courage was the only driving force for him to move forward!

"Listen! A triumphant thunder is coming from the pillar of clouds:"
Do not be afraid, for I have overcome the world.

Behold! The altar fire ignites the vanguard's banner:
'The dead will hear the voice of the Son of God, and those who hear it will live.'

"Amen! Your kingdom come!"

As he uttered his final prayer, his figure appeared incredibly tall in everyone's eyes, the light within his body receded, and faith shone forth from his chest.

Behind him, everyone stared at his back as if on a pilgrimage!
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