From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 30 How could a person be so unlucky?

In San Diego, a group of people stood in front of an Apache tribe.

“Sir, I’m a little scared…” Austin Nash said. “I’ve heard that the elders of this tribe are very vicious!”

Gao Simmons shrugged it off, "What's there to be afraid of? We're not here to kill anyone, we're here to negotiate!"

Although Gao wasn't actually satisfied with this subordinate, he was used to teaming up with Austin and found him quite comfortable, so he took him back without hesitation.

Now, they are waiting for another group of team members, a group of combatants assigned to them by the San Diego Police Department, to arrive.

Gao, however, felt that there was no need to assign any combatants. Even if these Native Americans were ferocious, would they really attack the Federation forces? Did they have a death wish?

Therefore, he remained quite calm.

Austin was still worried, "Sir, do you think we'll run into something again this time? Like what happened a couple of days ago..."

Gao waved his hand and shook his head. "How could I be unlucky so many times? Besides, do you think mystery and transcendence are like cabbages? You think you can just have them whenever you want?"

He only experienced this once in his life, and with twenty years until his retirement, he may never experience it again.

He felt this was just a simple stability maintenance investigation, and that they were mainly there to become the "target."

Tell the people of this tribe and those who come that the Federation is watching this place, and tell them not to mess around, that's all.

Therefore, Gao could even watch with great interest as the tribal elders or chiefs, dressed in strange costumes and wearing colorful hats, walked into the indigenous reserve in front of him.

Passing through these monitors, if viewed from the air, one can clearly see that there are six more similar monitoring stations around the entire private plot.

Six stations kept a close watch on all the entrances and exits of the entire area; nothing could escape their notice.

However, this scene was captured by a drone in the air.

The person controlling the drone is a young man from the Apache tribe, a Native American influencer known on social media.

His camera, connected to a drone, also projected the footage into his live stream.

"Oh, Quetzalcoatl! Do you see? It's just our tribal gathering, and these damned Federation greyhounds can't wait to show up!"

Bram is the name of a young man. He became popular by igniting hatred between these people and the authorities. Therefore, cursing these "gray dogs" (police) in the live broadcast room is his daily routine!
After hearing the tribe announce that they were going to hold such a grand ceremony, Bram knew that this was a very important moment.

This is undoubtedly a great thing for his live streaming career!

He knew perfectly well that this incident would ignite another wave of excitement in already bustling California!
If he succeeds, he can go from a small internet celebrity with no more than 100,000 followers to a real big blogger with millions of followers, standing at the crossroads of "changing his destiny"!
However, perhaps because he usually criticizes these officials too much, his fans on the live streaming platform are not interested in his daily insults, but are more curious about the current situation in the tribe!

"Thanks for all the gifts. Let me see what the richest guy wants to see. As long as you spend money, I'll even go to those greyhounds with a drone and scalp them!" Bram said loudly, creating a show and attracting more extra viewers.

"Want to know what's going on on that platform right now? Get it arranged!" Bram switched to his handheld camera view and handed the drone to his assistant.

"Now we can see that the original casino has been demolished, and the site of the casino has been transformed into a similar elevated platform!"

"Wow, this casino was originally built in the style of a Mayan pyramid, so it can now be used for sacrifices!"

"Yes, as Elder Karl intends, once everyone has arrived today, we will begin the ritual again, to worship the gods of our tribe, the legendary Mayan gods!"

He shouted, "This will be the first and largest Mayan sacrificial ceremony of the new century. I heard that even the offerings and rituals have been prepared!"

Upon hearing this, the number of viewers in the live stream clearly increased, and they started sending gifts, hoping that Bram would go to the front to take a look.

"Go to the front? No, no! I can't go there. That's a place only elders, priests, and chiefs can go up!"

Although he was arrogant in the live stream, Bram wasn't stupid; he knew the rules clearly.

Live streaming is fine now, since there are no rules against live streaming in ancient rituals anyway.

But if he dares to take a step inside, the elders and priests of those tribes really dare to throw him in for a blood sacrifice!

Their tribe is not one of those tribes that have lost their traditions and heritage. On the contrary, they are a conservative and xenophobic tribe that has preserved all kinds of etiquette and rules very well!
With everyone arriving and various priests appearing, the number of viewers in the live stream increased significantly, and the questions even overwhelmed Bram's ability to answer them. However, the earnings were also impressive; in just one day, he received a whopping $100,000 in gifts, more than all the gifts he received in the previous quarter combined.

Bram continued to boast in the live stream, describing the specific process of the sacrifice to everyone: "The dance you are seeing now is the ritual to commemorate His Majesty Kommu Kamenpus, the King of the Gods!"

"After the ceremony, there will be a grand fire and sacrificial rituals, and of course, there will be sacrifices!"

He spoke mysteriously and ominously in the live stream, "You know, a long time ago, every sacrifice in our tribe was a human sacrifice! A live sacrifice!"

"They would cut open the chest of the sacrificial offering, take out the still-beating heart, and perform the sacrifice!" He was deliberately manipulating the emotions!

When he said that, the live stream became noticeably chaotic, but many people's emotions also became much more heightened.

Various problems arose one after another, and all sorts of gifts appeared that were free.

Bram then laughed and said, "Of course, it's definitely not a human sacrifice now! I'm guessing it'll be an animal or some other corpse? You know, animal rights organizations can't get in here!"

But the next second, the chat was full of comments that contradicted him: "Streamer, they brought someone up! Are they going to perform a human sacrifice?"

Bram shook his head. "How could that be? This should be a ritual..."

He looked over there and could see that, as the ceremony progressed, a man with a face full of fear was carried onto a high platform, his limbs bound, and brought before the priest.

Then, this strong priest, wielding an obsidian dagger, slit open the other man's chest!

"My hair?"

"shit!"

"Bullshit, they're really killing people!"

The live stream chat exploded immediately, and before long, Bram heard the news that the live stream had been banned.

However, he no longer has time to manage the live stream!

What did he see? What was that?
He actually saw the man from his tribe, named Ivan, performing a public blood sacrifice in front of thousands of people!
In that instant, his mind went blank, and so did all the other tribes who thought this sacrificial ceremony was just a farce!
Gao, who was watching from the sidelines, was completely dumbfounded!

"You mean... in front of everyone, in front of so many people, they cut open the chest of a living person?"

He immediately looked at the approaching police officers. "Gentlemen, I think we have to rush in and stop this barbaric and bloody ritual from happening!"

Upon hearing his words, the police officers exchanged glances, and then one of the sheriffs said, "Chief Simmons, although this is indeed very bloody, compared to what this man did, it is actually a very restrained ritual!"

"What do you mean?" Gao asked, puzzled. "You know this executioner, and you know he did even more horrific things?"

"Then why don't you arrest him? You have evidence, just prosecute him!"

The sheriff then realized that Gao truly knew nothing. "If you want to go, we won't stop you, but we won't go in with you to our deaths!"

"The man who performed the sacrifice is known in our records as the 'Bloody Priest.' He single-handedly slaughtered everyone in a medium-sized gang with his bare hands and then performed a blood sacrifice!"

"I imagine you wouldn't want to be part of this blood sacrifice, would you?"

Upon hearing this, Gao realized that he had been fooled!
California officials said it was a routine check to be on alert for a potential crisis, but he only just realized it was yet another extraordinary event!
Damn it, a man can slaughter an entire gang with his bare hands. Let alone Native Americans, even the villains in superhero movies might not be able to do that!

Gao looked at Austin beside him, both of them looking incredulous. Could they really have encountered a once-in-a-decades extraordinary event twice?

How can someone be so unlucky?
"Let's keep watching, maybe things will turn around?" Gao shrugged, deciding not to be the lone hero.

He can't even command the police force, so you can't expect him to lead agents in, can you? That's Indian reservation, and those people have extraterritorial rights! Even if the federal government kills him, they can't avenge him.

A few thousand US dollars a month? Why risk your life like that!
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