From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 183 This time, it's the Northern Vampires' turn.
Milan, Italy.

It was still the same city, but this time, Bai Yang appeared on the city's football field.

As everyone knows, Milan is a city that belongs to football. As the second largest city in Italy and the capital of the Lombardy region, the city is most famous internationally for football, in addition to Milan Fashion Week!
After all, world-renowned teams like AC Milan and Inter Milan are both here, and both have remained dominant in football competitions on this continent.

Therefore, even though the five Nordic countries are currently at the forefront of international attention, the football matches in this city are still being held with great enthusiasm!
For example, right now, it's another thrilling "Milan Derby"—AC Milan and Inter Milan, two football giants from Milan, are battling it out on this ancient football stadium!

"Ah, it's been so long since I've watched football. It's actually quite interesting!" Bai Yang, having returned from the extreme cold and freezing weather of Pluto, was eager to see something exciting and special to resonate with his body and the surrounding environment, and get excited!

So he changed into a jersey and excitedly joined the lively match, cheering and encouraging the players below with the people around him!
Although the people around them had no idea who was sitting next to them, and they wouldn't remember his face, they seemed to be encouraged by Bai Yang's voice, and even their cheers became much louder.

In this surging crowd, if Bai Yang wanted to, he could simply project a beam of light and reap the rewards of the stadium and even the entire city.

But he is, after all, a very experienced mastermind, and he wouldn't do something so despicable. Besides, he doesn't lack willpower.

Milan is not only a football city and a fashion city, but also one of the holy sites of Christianity.

Because more than a thousand years ago, it was here that the Roman Emperor Constantine I signed a special edict known as the "Edict of Milan".

This decree truly brought Catholicism to the forefront, crushing the Roman polytheism of the time, becoming the state religion of the Roman Empire, and also the world's largest religious sect!

Bai Yang had no doubt that the history of Christianity in this city was probably astounding!
Soon, the derby ended in a hard-fought 1-1 draw at the stadium, prompting the fans to leave in excitement, leaving only Bai Yang behind.

As the huge stadium gradually went from being bustling with noise to being deserted, Bai Yang's seemingly fervent enthusiasm, which had been mingling with the entire fan base, slowly subsided.

“Alvin, only at times like this can I feel my heart still beating and my blood still flowing!” Bai Yang said with emotion.

“That’s an illusion, Your Majesty!” Alvin replied. “You have long transcended the human body. For you, heartbeats and blood are merely names and symbols, not essential components!”

"You're such a killjoy when you tell the truth!" Bai Yang complained.

He knew, of course, that it was just an illusion; his body had completely lost its human characteristics long before the divine essence entered it.

After undergoing the dual baptism of willpower and divine power, his body had long since been completely specialized, and his divine essence enabled him to better maintain his existence.

However, Bai Yang still retained a sense of self-awareness as a "human being" in his heart.

"Your Majesty, a new plan is about to begin!" Alvin appeared beside Bai Yang. The two strolled around the football field, looking at the surrounding seats, where they could still barely see the faint echoes of the previous commotion.

"Of course I know! I'm just thinking about how many extraordinary souls should be sent down, and how many lower realm souls should be sent to advance to the extraordinary level!"

Bai Yang stroked his chin and said that this time he wanted to do something different: to complete an extraordinary advancement in this Catholic city!

But this time, the protagonist of the story designed by Bai Yang is not Christianity, or rather, not just Christianity!
He has just established a special kingdom of death, and of course he needs to add something called "historical traces" to this kingdom of death and load it into the history of this world.

No extraordinary being can appear in the history of this world at will, not even those designed by Bai Yang himself; this is the rule he set for the world.

Therefore, he wanted to design a story that would bring the world of death into this world and truly align it with the history of this world!

Amidst the carnival-like "echoes of celebration," Bai Yang became the embodiment of this unique conception, right here in the city—he was to put on a special performance, a performance through which the realm of death would be recognized throughout the world!
In Catholic legend, there is only one place that meets the criteria for the world of the dead: Hell!
However, directly using demons is too bizarre and doesn't fit Bai Yang's plan to gather faith and create extraordinary beings. On the other hand, another existing species seems more promising!
As he pondered these things, Bai Yang slowly nodded. He already had some plans in mind, and the city he had chosen, and even the football stadium, were meaningful.

"Alvin, the performance venue is ready, so let our 'audience' take their places!"

Alvin nodded slowly, voicing his final question, "Then Your Majesty, who exactly is the performer...?" "The performer is none other than the traditional Italian horror character, the colleague of the Impaler!" Bai Yang said with a smile, "Walachia is the Southern Blood Ancestor, but in reality, he was a loser who was driven out of the European continent by his compatriots in the vampire war!"

"And this time, with the establishment of a world called Hell, the vampire system will also be fully revealed!"

"Anyway, there's no game company called White Wolf in this world, so I can just take the setting of the thirteen vampire clans and use it!"

"And let's begin our history from the distant Middle Ages, during the Black Death!"

A smile played on Bai Yang's lips as he vanished into the void.

The era of continental Europe, the Black Death, the decline of the Papacy, and the rise of monsters has begun!

……

Charlie Mutsu was an unemployed man in Milan, though he didn't see himself that way. He always considered himself a brilliant scout who was simply not getting the recognition he deserved.

However, he has failed to discover a single outstanding player in all these years!

So he could only wander around the stadium, trying to find someone who caught his eye so that he could become famous overnight and be compared with those top scouts and agents.

Of course, this was all just his imagination. In reality, he was nothing more than a worthless person who indulged in his own fantasies every day and relied on government welfare.

Just like now, he sneaked into the football field under the cover of night, hoping to complete his "adventure" before the cleaners arrived tomorrow.

Fans often leave behind a lot of "trash" in this stadium, such as various personal belongings, clothes, and packages.

If he's lucky, he might even find a club card, which would be enough to cover a month's worth of drinks, so Charlie is looking very carefully.

But for some reason, the stadium felt unusually cold today. Even though it was almost the height of summer, Charlie couldn't help but shiver twice. "Cao! Why is it so cold? Is it going to rain?"

He kept his head down, moving back and forth between each seat, looking for what he needed, when he accidentally bumped into a "person".

"Still in the same business at this hour?" Charlie grinned maliciously, pulled a switchblade from his waist, looked up, and shouted, "This is Charlie's territory on Milan Street, you bastards, you've overstepped your bounds!"

He wanted to see which Romanian or Gypsy dared to show up on his turf!

Then Charlie was stunned.

Because what appeared before him was a pale-faced "person" whose body seemed to be hidden in the shadows. He seemed to hear Charlie's voice, and slowly turned around, staring at Charlie with his slightly red eyes that glowed in the night.

That emotionless, predatory gaze sent a chill down Charlie's spine.

He quickly lowered his head. "Sorry to bother you, I'll leave now!"

On the ground, where the person was standing, there was no human shadow, but instead a membranous wing that looked like a bat spread out!

P.S.: Ah, these three chapters felt even more difficult than the previous four, since we had to shift the focus to Europe and unfold the story and history of the Papacy, but I finally finished writing them! Hands on hips!

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