From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 173 A Battle of the Extraordinary? A Struggle for Greed!
Those outside could clearly see that the glass on the sixth floor of the hotel was shattered, and a chubby figure was blown down and crashed heavily to the ground!

"Whoosh!" Just as everyone was wondering what kind of hatred could drive someone to inflict such severe damage, this chubby figure actually stood up!

Yes, he stood up in full view of everyone!

You should know that he had just fallen from the sixth floor and landed in the flower bed below.

If it were a normal person, as long as they had a breath left, they would say they were lucky to be alive. But now the other person is acting as if nothing happened and just stood up!

This scene caused quite a stir among the onlookers!
They came looking for Chaofan, but when Chaofan appeared before them, they were stunned. So fast?

"His clothes are Icelandic police uniforms!" Someone quickly revealed the man's identity. "I saw the badge on his shoulder; it's the Reykjavik Police Chief, Larst!"

Austin immediately realized, "He was one of the people who entered the hotel last night! Boss, your guess was right!"

“I know!” Gao frowned. “This shit is no good! Someone got the stuff so recently, and he’s already able to fall from the sixth floor and be unaffected!”

He sensed a terrible crisis: if everyone were as powerful as this bureau chief, their lives wouldn't be so easy going to come!
As soon as the words were spoken, the already broken sixth-floor glass was kicked shattered again, and then a group of people filed down, landing one after another like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

This performance, which would normally be considered a "special skill," was presented to the public in this way.

"Seven people standing together... those are the seven students and teachers!" Gao said, squinting. "Indeed, they are all extraordinary beneficiaries!"

"Is it really beneficial?" Austin looked at the seven people and was speechless.

Each of these seven people possessed seemingly extraordinary power; they were either wielding weapons or raising their arms, as if energy emanated from their bodies.

But similarly, their faces also have an unusually ferocious appearance!

Bloodshot eyes, bulging veins, discolored faces... every change made them appear even more terrifying.

Three parts human, seven parts ghost!
“This is the price!” Gao said. Having had many interactions with Angus, he understood the so-called “extraordinary” even better!
According to Father Angus—now a special cardinal—every gift comes with a hidden price; no one succeeds easily, and no one becomes powerful easily.

We can't just see the thief eating and not see the thief getting beaten.

Even these individuals in the Papacy, chosen by God, still need constant practice, devout prayer, and an extremely disciplined life to gain power.

Those devils and demons paid an even greater price, because they surrendered their souls, which in fact meant paying a huge price.

So now, what price have these people who just received these extraordinary items less than half a day ago paid?

"Boss, this is bad! The CIA office manager isn't answering my calls! I called their other staff, and they all said they didn't know where he was!"

As expected, Austin brought even worse news: "And they were indeed here last night, and they also obtained that extraordinary item..."

"I knew it!" Gao slapped his thigh upon hearing this. "This isn't some extraordinary opportunity at all; it's an extraordinary disaster!"

“Something’s really wrong with this group. Students and teachers alike have all learned to fight. The Reykjavik police chief, who’s been holding a position without doing his job, is taking on seven people at once! And our intelligence chief, whom we put here to retire, has also taken that thing and started disappearing!”

He took a deep breath. "You all stay here and monitor the situation. I'll call the President. If necessary, Keflavik Base must be able to deploy directly!"

"Uh... I'm sorry, boss, just received news that the commander of this military base has also gone missing, along with America's ambassador to Iceland!" Austin's information caused Gao's blood pressure to soar. "What a gift! Of the seventeen factions, we've occupied three, right?"

"Actually, there were four, plus a major general from our country stationed at NATO, who also got something!"

These messages from Austin came over little by little, and the more they spread, the darker Gao's face became. "Those damned imperial parasites, they offer no help whatsoever, all they do is cause trouble!" America's power was obvious to the naked eye, and their people ran rampant in these places, so they were often among the biggest villains. Gao knew this, but he just didn't expect this group to act so quickly!
After thinking for a moment, Gao changed his approach. "Now that we're here, our colleagues should be here too. Let's send a clear message over the communication channel, telling them what we know!"

"Tell these sons of bitches agents that if they don't want this operation to fail completely, they'd better all get over here for a meeting!"

"Boss, what's the worst you're guessing?" Austin's heart skipped a beat.

Gao revealed the cross he held in his hand, a white light flashing in his palm and eyes. "The worst outcome, of course, is that this city will perish along with us!"

"These damn high-ranking officials, NATO, and top officials from various countries—they acted so quickly! They truly have not a shred of fear when it comes to the extraordinary!"

As he finished speaking, explosions echoed from the ninth and twelfth floors of the hotel.

This hotel, which claims to cater to high-end clients, is certainly crowded, and so are all sorts of dangers!

……

"Your Majesty, of the twenty-four people, only three ultimately chose to give up..." Sitting in the hotel lobby, listening to the explosions around him and enjoying the culinary skills of a top chef, Bai Yang could hear Alvin's explanation.

He entered the venue in person, ate there, and chatted with the waiters, but no one, including the waiters, thought anything was wrong with him.

They ignored everything else and focused solely on serving Bai Yang, ensuring he could eat comfortably.

This is a new evolution of Bai Yang's abilities; he can now appear completely in the world without being known by anyone.

Or rather, even if everyone saw him and interacted with him, no one would be able to detect him within the context of global information.

This is already close to the power of manipulating world information, and this is merely Bai Yang's passive power.

His elevation in status brought about this intangible benefit, which, in a sense, was also a true recognition of his identity by the planetary will and the world consciousness!
Bai Yang pondered these things, and casually replied to Alvin's statement, "The fact that there are three people is already beyond my expectations. It's those three now. As for the rest, let's prepare to deal with them!"

"How do you want to handle this? A divine intervention? Or perhaps, some magical creatures?" Alvin offered Bai Yang several options.

Some creatures from Norse history, such as the serpent Jormungandr, the giant wolf Fenrir, the poison dragon Nidhogg, and the fire giant Surtur, are among the creatures they can choose.

It allows them to demonstrate their power, earn willpower, and further strengthen the Norse pantheon they've built. Why not?

"No, no, no, broaden your perspective, Alvin! They're carrying some trivial items left behind by powerful beings from two races that aren't even gods. Even if they're cursed, how could they possibly get creatures of that level to intervene?"

"Don't lose sight of the bigger picture. Different circumstances naturally lead to different life forms. In Norse mythology, the desire for greed is perfectly matched with a particular life form!"

Bai Yang created these little things using less than a fraction of his divine power, so it was impossible for him to let these gods and monsters finish them off. That would be making a mountain out of a molehill and would also affect the prestige of the Norse pantheon.

"I understand, Your Majesty!"

Alvin lowered his head and said, "Then let's leave the finishing touches to that descendant of the dragon slayer?"

Bai Yang nodded approvingly, "Not bad, you can even apply what you've learned to other situations! Of course, this finishing touch should be left to him, otherwise, what would be the point of me going to the trouble of designing a Dragon Slayer set for him?"

"The gun that's hanging in the first act must fire in the third act!"

(End of this chapter)