From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 154 The Congresswoman's Disdain (Bonus Chapter 28 for Monthly Tickets)

"It seems he's really integrating well!" Looking at Lova's performance, Bai Yang even wanted to applaud him.

As expected of a demigod who fought his way out of the cesspool of the Dylan Continent, a god who survived the war of gods must have some skill.

The other party had already made contact with Freya and directly proved their identity through a prayer.

Since everyone is under Odin's command, a prayer involving faith can confirm absolute identity—unless someone insists on claiming to be a believer under the gaze of the god-king.

In their eyes, this was impossible, after all, it was a powerful god/god king!
Anyone who dares to do such a thing under Odin's name is truly courting death. As the saying goes, "Whatever you say will be known," which is a basic skill of the gods.

(You agree, right, Leodorus?)

They certainly wouldn't know that the so-called Odin was just an "image" in Project Poplar, and hadn't even been fully conceived yet.

It can only be said that Bai Yang's plan was too successful. The existence of this pantheon was already a certainty in everyone's minds!

The faith of believers is also faith, and it is extraordinary faith, so it is more effective and can transform into more divine power for the poplar tree.

But Bai Yang is no longer the naive young man who just obtained his divine status. Divine power is not something that the more the better. At least in the current environment, the better thing is the power of will!

The power of willpower wasn't actually that great, but the chemical reaction between it and the God of Lies was a little too good. The strength with which that willpower turned falsehood into truth surprised both Bai Yang and Alvin!

Those wishes, under the powerful ideas of many people, have a certain possibility of becoming reality, mainly because they consume less than divine power, which is simply a matter of being chosen by heaven!
Alvin, however, had a new idea. Looking at the three of them discussing their plan for the rise of the "Cult of Asgard," he chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, should we help them and stir up some more trouble?"

"Oh?" Bai Yang listened to Alvin's words with some curiosity. "It's rare for you to be so proactive. What do you want to do?"

“You’ll learn something from what you see and hear!” Alvin said. “Perhaps we can add another layer of legitimacy to their actions… What do you say, how about starting with Njord?”

"The God of Summer and the God of the Sea?" Bai Yang found it very interesting, and the conversation between the three of them was also quite intriguing, so he nodded slightly. "Alright, let's start with the direction they've chosen... The appearance of an orthodox deity will help gather the power of will!"

It makes sense when you think about it. These Scandinavians, who make their living by maritime trade, have a deep-seated worship of the god of summer, the god of the sea, and the god of shipping. They could really make a big move!

"So it seems that people with devout faith are all people who are relatively righteous?" Bai Yang then paid attention to their conversation.

The three people in front of him were actually discussing how to save innocent people from the human traffickers' profit chain. This righteous act made Bai Yang slightly taken aback.

Is it that the person you chose has too high a sense of justice, or is this world just too messed up, causing people with normal worldviews to do most of the things they do after gaining power to be righteous?
Bai Yang seemed to already have the answer in his heart.

People all over the world are simple and honest; it's just that their leaders seem to only judge by the degree of anthropomorphism!

……

Three days later, in Malmö, on Ribersberg Beach.

Here, the members of the "Assadian Cult" and their followers are preparing for a special sacrificial ceremony.

Lova took the lead, with Freya as the principal priestess and Percival as the assistant priest, while the believers they recruited were chosen to chant together.

This was a grand event because, although the Aesir had a great reputation in the city, they were too busy to have much time to unite their followers. Therefore, both Lova and Freya felt this was a great opportunity.

Freya certainly wouldn't have dared to do this before, since such an openness would mean the sect would be completely exposed to the public and confront the city's official power head-on, which they didn't have the confidence to do.

Now, with Lova's arrival, they have that confidence!
In any culture, the status of "saints" is actually quite similar: they are the candidates for deity, second only to the gods in various myths and legends.

Lova's presence was like a stabilizing force, bringing peace of mind to everyone in the entire region.

This naturally gave this newly formed sect a completely new set of ideas! Money is the courage of heroes, power is the soul of a sect, and with a weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises. With the existence of a saint who can be described as a "nuclear weapon," they naturally became much more radical.

The choice of this beach for the ritual was not random; it was carefully planned.

Because today, the channels of the now-defunct "Faith in God" group will once again deliver a shipload of "goods," becoming a new supplement to the city's cargo.

This is the information that Freya obtained from the police officers.

The so-called saving of the innocent can actually be described as destroying the government's credibility and replacing it with the credibility of a religious sect!
At that time, the master of this city will no longer be the government, but the Asaph Church, and everyone who enters the city will become a basic, superficial believer!
This is Lova's truly unsolvable, overt strategy; this way of gathering faith is much faster than performing a public display of divine power.

……

"Consul Nori, the information you need has arrived!" In a municipal building not far from the beach, Hannah Nori was receiving a special intelligence report.

The person who delivered the message to her was Don Nottingham, a city councilor in Malmö and also her collaborator in the city.

"Tang, tell me again, was our supply chain really wiped out by a new cult?" Hannah looked at the documents in her hand, still unwilling to believe it.

The "Allah Believers Gang," which was one of the top three money-making gangs under her control in Malmö, was wiped out just like that?

Was it eliminated by a religious sect? In the end, it wasn't Christianity or Islam, but an outdated, ancient religion.
What Odin Thor? Isn't that the god of the Vikings? I heard they were on the verge of extinction, how could he be resurrected?
Don Nottingham's gaze was heavy. "Yes, Your Excellency! We saw them come out of there with the goods, and of the gang members inside, only seven of their leaders, who had been bitten to death, remained!"

"Bite them to death?" Hannah was taken aback. "Was it the work of those cargo ships?"

"Most likely!" Tang nodded slightly. "They seem to be helping these people uphold justice, giving them the power of judgment!"

"We didn't say anything, so who gave them the right to judge us? What are the Malmö police station doing?" Hannah was furious.

"The police station hasn't given any feedback, and the officers are all keeping quiet about it. I suspect they've already learned their lesson!" Tang continued. "This cult is not to be underestimated. They must have a lot of firepower, otherwise they couldn't have destroyed our cash cow so quickly!"

"They have power... So what are they doing now?" Hannah asked curiously.

"They're gathering on the beach not far away, probably to worship their god, Odin, the Norse god-king?" Tang's answer wasn't very certain. "They might be trying to expand their power this way and continue to oppose us!"

"Ha, a Don Quixote-style charge!"

The councilwoman looked on with disdain. These bumpkins were still clinging to their outdated and rotten myths, thinking that those ancient gods could support them?
What's the point? All I need to do is propose a simple motion, and all the efforts of this group of people will vanish into thin air!
She's definitely going to propose a bill, like "Restrictions on Religious Power," to shut the other side down from the official front!
After all, this group destroyed one of her sources of income. Although such gangs are common among refugees, it takes time to build an entire system.

All the money she lost during this period was simply wasted.
That's why she urgently contacted a brand new cargo ship and had her newly recruited gang take over.

As for this so-called "Assatan religion"—humph, it ruined her business, and now it wants to continue developing? There's no such thing as a free lunch.
"What's the use of developing violence? This is a modern society. The truly powerful thing is never violence, but power!" Hannah said with great disdain. "After today's events are over, someone will make this sect's leader disappear!"

"As for their church and followers... they will also gradually disappear in the future!"

"They have no idea what kind of opponent they've provoked. In this country, no one has ever dared to lay a finger on my assets!"

Hearing her say that, Tang smiled slightly, "Of course, you are the rising star of the parliament. Your next term will be the time when you ascend to the throne of the National Parliament!"

"Hahaha!" Hannah laughed, her eyes full of confidence!
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