From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 14 Blood Sacrifice

“It’s already a blood sacrifice, so what room is there for leniency?” Bai Yang said softly as he watched the scene from outside the room.

Alvin nodded. "She was raped five minutes after she entered the house, and her unborn child died while she was being beaten!"

"This purely malicious gang had no intention of sparing her life, so how could she watch her lover reconcile with her enemy?"

Bai Yang nodded, "The moment they caught this mother, it was already a fight to the death!"

Hel's idea was good; if he had taken control of Lyra immediately instead of waiting for Ivan to die and be resurrected in front of the gang.

Unfortunately, this gang, which was built on bloodshed, violence, and profit, had no concept of reason whatsoever.

Therefore, Lyra, a woman of outstanding appearance and pregnant, naturally became a toy for these gang members.

No one in the Grey Wolf Gang would care about this problem, so their fate was sealed the moment White Poplar granted Ivan his power!

The two continued to observe the situation in the room. Just as they were talking, gunshots and screams rang out, a dance of rage and fear!

In the face of his final, cherished death, Ivan Ruiz was a true god of war!
Soon, only a panting sound remained in that room. The Gray Wolf Gang was wiped out!
Bai Yang breathed a sigh of relief. With these people dead, his revenge was complete.

In fact, the trouble he suffered here before was quite simple: when he first arrived, he was arrested as an illegal immigrant because he couldn't produce proof of identity!

This gang specializes in illegal immigration!

Bai Yang ran fast and wasn't caught by these people; looking back now, he's really glad he did.

If he really didn't run away, then he would be one of these people.

If he hadn't come in person this time, he probably would never have imagined that this gang was so wicked.

From this perspective, they died a worthy death.

“Your Majesty, this little bit of divine power won’t yield much wish power from them, will it?” Alvin said. “Although the power is real, it means their wish power is concentrated on Ivan…”

"But there are only a few dozen people here, and we've only just gained less than 800 points of willpower. Is it really worth it?"

Bai Yang shook his head. Alvin was a good executor, but not a thinker.

He said softly, "What this little bit of divine power requires is not the power of a wish that can recoup its cost!"

"Alvin, you need to understand, this is America, a country that seems incredibly relaxed towards the lower classes, yet is incredibly tense!"

"This situation here will definitely alarm the authorities!"

"They will arrive here very quickly and search for all the evidence to find out what's going on here!"

Bai Yang's face was full of confidence. "And we left them enough evidence to prove this!"

"Guess, do they believe it?"

Alvin suddenly realized, "Your Majesty, you weren't planning on obtaining the power of will directly?"

"How much wish power can you get directly? Your wish power is still increasing, isn't that the aftermath of the Vespuchi Town incident?" Bai Yang said with a smile. "Their imagination is what makes them most convinced! This kind of wish power is truly real and not false!"

Bai Yang rubbed his temples, feeling a bit disoriented from thinking lately. "Alright, now let's go find that fragment of the lie left behind here!"

"As for everything here... let the bullets fly a little longer!"

……

In the hall on the third floor, Ivan had already skewered everyone one by one, like roasted meat, and stuck them on the ground to form a "forest of meat".

Then, he held his wife in his arms, tears of blood streaming down his face!
Men don't easily shed tears, unless they are deeply saddened. Ivan is clearly a heartbroken man now.

He was an insignificant person in the tribe, a race discriminated against on the streets, an unlucky man whose wages were inexplicably deducted at work, and an invisible person who was almost ignored by everyone.

Yet, it was this very person who was captured by the kind-hearted Lyra, who then planned out his life and future for him.

“Ivan, we will build a house of our own in the tribe, and our children will go to school instead of staying in the tribe to fight!” The woman’s life plan and beautiful smile in his simple rented room could still be seen in his mind.

Leila is a very cheerful girl. She seems to never get angry. Every time she gets off work, she makes herself some food and happily brings it over.

She will also return to the tribe to visit Ivan's relatives so that he can work better.

She almost never argues with anyone, and she has never blushed at him.

Ivan even felt that she was the most precious treasure given to him by the god of wisdom, Skylar, so he cherished her immensely.

But now, everything is ruined.

He gained the favor of the god of sacrifice and war, Kokata, but his beloved, his faith, and everything he had were destroyed!
"May the goddess of suicide, Ishtarb, bless you and grant you passage to the peaceful realm of the dead..."

The man looked at the gangsters who were still groaning, without any other expression, and turned to the table and chairs to the side.

He picked up the tables and chairs, crushed them, and piled them into a fire.

Ivan Ruiz took out a bone flute from his pocket and began to play a melodious yet sorrowful tune that filled the entire space.

Everyone who hears this piece will feel his sorrow.

Ivan put away the bone flute and began to slowly chant in their language:

"A ferryboat woven from smoke and mist"
Please carry Leila Winona through the shadows of the birch forest.

Let the beaver smooth the snow between her brows with its tail fin.
Let the badger guide him to the starry path woven from straw.

Ivan sang this song, tossing the piece of wood in his hand into the fire before him, and then continued singing:

"Twilight washed away her clothes stained with blood and dust."
The stars will whisper the secrets of the land of the dead—

At the fork of the river that never freezes,
All scars will bloom into white flowers.

He picked up the eagle feather from his hat, gently touched it to the ground, and then bowed:
Go forth, carrying the fragrance of moss trodden by the deer.
Mother Earth, may your blood and bones forever sing your praises.

The woman's body appeared to come alive in the firelight, but Ivan knew it was just his imagination.

After finishing his prayer, he walked up to the gang leader and looked at the man dressed alone. He reached into the man's abdomen and took out his heart.

Hel wasn't dead yet, but he was better off dead. He watched himself being disemboweled, just like those who had been disemboweled by him.

Ivan is performing a sacrificial ritual.

He was a warrior of Kokata, and he had promised the gods that he would perform the blood sacrifice.

If he died, he would be the final blood sacrifice; now that he is alive, he must continue.

Another, even larger fire was lit, and Ivan picked up a man's knife, slit his own wrist, and let his blood flow into the flames.

Then, facing the many living sacrifices before him, Ivan began his prayer.

"Kokata!"

The Arbiter with Obsidian Pupils
Devour the heart of this traitor!
Let it shatter into flint, the fifth sun.
Engraved on the ribs of every sinner who defiles the Temple of the Sun!

He threw his heart into the fire while kneeling and bowing to complete the ritual.

The flames burned even more fiercely as he bent over!
But in Ivan's heart, there was another prayer, a prayer of his fervent expectation!
"Honorable priestess Kokata, may I see Lyra one more time?"

The crackling flames and the flowing blood inside the building created a bizarre and peculiar scene, with an indescribable terror permeating the space.

Meanwhile, Bai Yang, who was strolling through the slums, sensed his prayer and said with a smile, "Alvin, give him a reply and hope, and at the same time, record this scene on the surveillance cameras!"

(End of this chapter)