From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 125, the revised story

"Your Majesty, what's the point of this?" Alvin asked, looking at Angus, who had lost that part of his memory because of Metatron's departure.

He couldn't understand how Bai Yang could perform this so-called "story" in a situation where there was no audience and only the two of them.

These two people will completely lose their memories because of God's departure, leaving only some false memories about the departure of the serpent and the disappearance of the tsunami. Wouldn't such a performance seem like a case of starting strong but ending weakly?
No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing just seems pointless!

Hearing Alvin's words, Bai Yang smiled, "You are not the master of the divine spark, so you can't sense it. In fact, this matter is not only meaningful, but also very significant!"

“Very big?” Alvin was taken aback.

“Yes, it’s huge!” Bai Yang looked at Angus, who had fainted on the rooftop, and at Alex, who was already driving down the road below, and said slowly, “The path to godhood begins with faith and ends with the Kingdom of God!”

"There's no need to elaborate on faith. The faiths we've collected the most, besides Jehovah, are naturally the Mayan pantheon, or rather, the pantheon of Native Americans!"

"The ignition of the divine fire will also emerge from them, so I had the central authority first create the Land of the Dead from Aztec mythology, the Land of the Dead—nine levels of hell—thirteen levels of heaven, ultimately leading to the unified divine kingdom of the Aztecs, Mayans, and Incas!"

Alvin still didn't quite understand. "This is something that should be done. The establishment of the divine kingdom will better shape the gods, but... it still has nothing to do with today's events!"

"Who says it's unrelated? It's extremely relevant!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "Through the soul incident, we clearly understand that the world is not without consciousness; in fact, the world changes as we change!"

"Then, at the end of the initiation ceremony, where does this 'kingdom' that elevates the divine kingdom come from?"

Upon hearing this, Alvin suddenly understood, "On the continent of Dylan, the divine kingdom comes from the gift of the dimensional crystal wall, from the provision of the world itself. Those gods will receive such a gift after completing the path to godhood prescribed by the supreme god!"

"And this world does not offer such a gift, nor do you intend to make such a gift?"

Bai Yang nodded, "Of course, the essence of that kind of gift is to completely change the rules of this world, which is too far away for us!"

"So, I came up with an even simpler way: to deceive the world itself!"

"Didn't you just ask me who else besides us knows about this conversation? The world knows, of course!"

"This dialogue is meant for the world to hear. The world will know that there are two other pantheons beyond this world, and their divine kingdoms are not here..."

"If humanity's will can be concentrated to create a god, why can't the world's will create a divine kingdom outside the world?"

Alvin was astonished by Bai Yang's ingenious idea, "But Your Majesty, the world has no consciousness. Even the divine realm may just be a tiny phantom..."

"Isn't a phantom good enough? Aren't the gods we create phantoms too? Just fill them with a little bit of willpower, and they can become physical!" Bai Yang retorted. "Turning the phantom into reality is our forte. What we lack is that initial bit of primordial essence!"

"But now that the plan has begun, whether the world accepts it or not is not up to it!"

Looking up at Bai Yang's figure with awe, Alvin said, "You will create a completely different era of gods, Your Majesty!"

"Of course, that's the true essence of a lie. Anyone can be lied to, but who dares to call it a lie?" Bai Yang said with a smile. "Once we've done all this, then what I say will be the truth, and what I do will be the rule!"

"This is it—my words are law, my actions are the rule!"

……

Beneath their feet, a two-headed snake, no more than half a meter long, coiled around Alex.

Before Alex stood Angus, who had just awakened.

They had also lost the memory of the conversation they had just had; such matters concerning the gods were clearly not something they should know.

So when Alex woke up, he was in his car, which was still some distance away. Following the lingering clues in his mind, he arrived here and saw Angus.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Bishop Angus, Prophet, and Agent of God!” Alex extended his hand and uttered this special title.

Angus was taken aback when he heard this. Where did this name come from? He didn't know it.
However, he still extended his hand and shook hands with Alex. "I am Angus, that's true, but where did these titles come from?"

"This is the name given to you by the higher-ups in New York. I heard that the original name came from the President!"

Hearing this explanation, Angus understood. Since it was blond, everything made sense. "So who are you?" "I am Alex, a reporter, and also a priest who inherited the legacy of the Aztec rain god!" His yellow and red skin was obviously very convincing, and it also made Angus take notice, because he saw the two-headed snake.

"So, this two-headed snake is..." Angus asked.

Alex nodded. "Yes, this two-headed snake is the same giant beast from before. It ran out of power and I caught it!"

"It was the rain god's pet, but it descended to the mortal realm for some reason and caused this disaster. I apologize to you for that!"

These sincere words left Angus somewhat at a loss for words. He was essentially a good person, so he was speechless in the face of the apology.

But in the end, his sense of responsibility overwhelmed him. "Then... is the destruction of this city all that's left for an apology?"

Alex knew what he wanted, but unfortunately, he couldn't give it to him: "Yes, Bishop Angus, all that's left is an apology, but this apology comes from God!"

"At least God apologized; you should consider yourself lucky!"

Having said that, he felt he had fulfilled his mission and turned to leave.

Atlas the Black Serpent followed him away, leaving Angus lying on the rooftop, powerless and speechless.

He was powerless because the battle and prayers had exhausted too much of his strength. He was only able to get up because of his strong will; his physical strength had long been depleted.

The giant serpent's attack left him with no other power; all he had left was an increasingly concentrated spirit!
His thoughts had drifted back to what Alex had just said, and that was what truly left him speechless.

Even though he gave advance notice, mobilized the government, and did his best to protect the city during the tsunami, did he really save everyone?

Of course not. There will be people in the city who haven't left, and there will be stubborn people without faith on the beach. The government's actions will also cause some casualties.

Not to mention ships at sea, they haven't been at sea long. Were they also affected by the tsunami? Did any of them capsize?

No one knows.

Not to mention, there's the subsequent disaster relief phase, which will likely cause countless more deaths and break up families.

No one knows about it.

This is a natural disaster, a natural disaster that affects countless people, a disaster that cannot be undone once it has happened!

Moreover, Alex was right when he said that at least God would apologize, but what about humans?

Although Angus is the town's priest, he is not ignorant; he teaches the children how to use the internet, so he can use it himself.

He learned a lot. He knew about the soldier who set himself on fire, he knew about the people in the disaster, he knew about the disaster that had befallen the country, and the even greater suffering of the rescue workers.

Those truly powerful figures have orchestrated countless disasters, yet they haven't even offered a single apology.

They destroyed more cities, killed more people, and caused more disasters, not because of "negligence," but simply because of "need."

This kind of need is often the cruelest, because it eliminates even basic human nature, leaving only the simplest calculation of self-interest.

"Ha... God will apologize, but man will not! The Lord will bear man's sins, but man will not!"

Angus lay back down on the rooftop, gazing at the clear, bright sky, and slowly prayed:

"There is no righteous person, not even one!"

“I have been crucified with Christ, and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me.”

He felt that perhaps the world needed to change!

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