From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 262 The Advancing Believers

Let's rewind to an hour earlier. At that moment, George, who had come from Yangon, had just passed through the government-controlled positions and arrived at the actual battle zone.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, I suspect you may be considering going to Kachin to preach, but I still need to remind you that those people are extremely vicious and may not treat you any better just because of your status! Are you really going?"

George smiled and nodded. "Please don't worry, we can go, and we naturally have ways to protect ourselves."

"Well... well, good luck to you guys!"

So he got off the car with a group of priests.

The military government officials were still watching, seeing their figures slowly disappear from the front line, with some worry.

His concerns extended beyond the lives of these people; he also worried about his own future. The cultists who could command official American support were likely not ordinary individuals, and if they died here, he would inevitably face attacks from certain people…

"Sigh, let's go back and prepare first! Just in case someone really attacks, we'll have a reason to do it!"

The officials didn't think the other side would have a good outcome. This wasn't a few years ago; everyone was already fighting like crazy. Who would pay attention to two priests?
Now, even churches within Kachin State are frequently involved in incidents, let alone outsiders!

These soldiers, driven mad by war, are capable of anything, while those inhuman warlords only see the people here as money in their banks, used for payments or for personal enjoyment.

Although this place is said to be a paradise on earth and a sacred Buddhist site, it has long been distorted into a hell on earth, and everyone here is a demon in this hell!

But the officials would never know that if this place truly is hell, then George, who is a "saint," and all the priests around him who have accepted the "commandments" are Michael's angelic legion!

Their combat power is far, far greater than that of an ordinary army!
The journey of the devout is very boring because they hardly talk.

Or rather, those who are talkative and gossipy cannot enter the "Inquisition".

This department is a special disciplinary department. All actions must be indifferent, quiet, and silent. Most of the time, they don't speak!
In Angus's eyes, the warlord who detained the devout believer was, of course, an "out-of-the-box" heretic.

Therefore, the best way to deal with heretics is to use swift and decisive measures, supplemented by the power of the Holy See. Only in this way can we deter those with ill intentions!

After all, the existence of the extraordinary has stirred up the desires of countries all over the world, which is never a "mild effect" but a "special revolution" hidden in the hearts of mankind!
No one wants to be outside of the extraordinary, so the Holy See, which already possesses confirmed extraordinary power and a complete extraordinary heritage, is the source of the extraordinary that people in every nation can see.

The current Vatican can still keep these people in check thanks to its prestige, but if something like this happens again in the future, it may not be able to keep them in check!
Therefore, both Angus and Mario knew that this matter had to be handled swiftly and decisively. They didn't even need to actively spread the word; the people of those major powers would naturally find out about it.

Now, all they need to do is bring the guilty to justice and liberate the innocent, nothing more.

Thinking about these things, George slowly opened his eyes and came to a sentry post.

This is the Kachin Army's front line, and also the front line of Dakham's territory. The soldiers naturally discovered the presence of this group of "believers," so they took out their guns and stepped forward to shout: "Military restricted area, no unauthorized personnel allowed!"

George stepped forward and said, "The Lord told me that there is a believer in your camp. You have arrested an innocent person. Please release him!"

"What innocent people? In our camp, there are no innocent people, only 'criminals' who need ransom!" The officer in front of them suddenly had an idea when he saw these formally dressed foreigners. "Why don't you just pay him off?"

"So, how much money do you want?" George asked again. He was the only one in the group who could speak the local language, so he was the one to negotiate.

As a "saint," he automatically gained superhuman learning and combat abilities, a blessing from "Saint George."

"One million dollars! Of course, this is the ransom for all of you!" The officer grinned, feeling as if an incredible stroke of luck had befallen him.

He wasn't afraid of any retaliation from foreigners, because this was a war zone. Those so-called special agents were very useful in peacetime, but in a war zone, all it took was a group of soldiers to completely disable them!

This is the confidence unique to warlords.

Of course, "greed" is also at play. The recent fighting in Kachin State has been going very smoothly. They have driven the military government into a rout and have already built up a huge amount of confidence. Some soldiers have even taken out their phones to film them so they can use the footage to demand ransom internationally!

"The Vatican has a lot of prestige lately, so they must be very rich, right? They certainly wouldn't mind spending money to ransom you!"

"Tie them all up and see if they have any money or anything else on them!" The officer's greed, along with the soldiers gradually surrounding them, made George shake his head with a sigh.

“I originally thought that I wouldn’t need to use weapons before meeting the leader of this army, but now…” he said, taking a wooden box off his back.

The box was very long, about a meter long, which made the people around him very nervous, fearing that he might take out a gun and cause unnecessary damage.

“Now, eleven guns are aimed at you, sir. You’d better not make us nervous!” the officer said immediately, then saw what the other man had taken out: a two-handed greatsword!
This made all the soldiers laugh. "Hahahaha! Strange priest, do you intend to fight us with this weapon?"

Someone made a sarcastic remark, which made even more people laugh.

Trying to fight them with a cold weapon is really too ironic.

But as George drew his sword, their laughter suddenly vanished.

Because the man in the black priest's robes in front of them actually muttered a sentence as he drew his sword:

"Punish darkness, protect light, seek justice, and annihilate evil..."

Then, a dazzling white light was released from his hand, and the seemingly ordinary greatsword began to shine with an incomparably brilliant light!
"Are you declaring war on us, in the name of evil?"

"Or are you declaring war on the Vatican, in the name of heresy?"

George raised his sword, his voice deepening, his body becoming more robust, and faced the officer against the howling wind!
"Take this outpost!" George said to the men behind him, and they all nodded. To the astonishment of the soldiers, they drew their weapons—mostly silver swords or cross-shaped maces—and came to the sight of many soldiers.

Although it was just simple priestly precepts, they were still extraordinary individuals with reaction abilities and action capabilities far exceeding those of ordinary people, allowing them to take control of everyone at the outpost within minutes.

Looking at the priest before him, the officer forced a smile. "I'm sorry, I just wasn't paying attention for a moment. Please forgive me! I'm a believer too, and I still have the cross given to me by the bishop!"

He quickly replied, showing none of his previous arrogance.

But everyone knows that he didn't really know he was wrong; he just felt like he was going to die!

"Sir George, there are some things we need you to look at!" Soon, the priests of the Inquisition had tidied up the matter and handed it to George.

They cleared the outpost, captured everyone, and found some things.

It was a shipping order, but the goods being shipped weren't drugs or industrial products; they were "people."

To be precise, they are people who have separated!

The organs are sorted and arranged here, waiting for the pickup truck to come and collect them!

"Blasphemy! These people dare to call themselves believers of the Lord? This is the greatest blasphemy against the Lord!" George was furious as he looked at these things!

Because the list not only includes the names of the items, but also their origins!

"What is the heart of a wounded soldier? What is the liver of a prisoner? And what is the kidney of a thirteen-year-old girl?"

The saint, clutching these items, his arms trembling, said, "Notify Cardinal Angus to record all these harvested mechanisms! If they're in America, have the government issue an order! If the White House refuses, we'll do it ourselves!"

"Why...how dare they do such a thing? Everyone involved must be severely punished! This is blatant blasphemy against the Lord!"

"Then, Your Excellency, what shall we do next..." the priest asked.

"Push forward, keep pushing forward, gather everyone together, and I want to see just how many blasphemers there are in this kingdom that is clearly the Lord's."

George shouted, "All blasphemers must pay the price! Notify the Inquisition, we have something to do!"

(End of this chapter)