From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 337 The Torture of the Heart!

As Saint Caroline knelt down, the situation on the scene continued to deteriorate irreversibly!

Because the situation on the field is continuously deteriorating, especially for Leon and George, who are currently fighting, and they are being subjected to continuous pressure.

The power of the demon and the progenitor of vampires was still too much for two people who had just gained supernatural abilities. Their battle space was constantly shrinking, and their fighting spirit was gradually being crushed. The two supernatural monsters were making it impossible for them to even fight back!
The difference in power caused the paladin's golden light to flash.
Furthermore, the addition of the werewolf army and the vampire army further increased the pressure on the two, to the point that they couldn't even lift their heads. One of the two great demons even managed to free his hand and approach Caroline.

"As expected, His Majesty Baphomet was right. You self-proclaimed kind folks always manage to drag yourselves into the abyss with your kindness!"

"Tell me, what would you do if I went and killed those black serfs now?"

The farmer, still haunted by his black farm tools, shouted, "I'm going to kill all the black people in this city! What right do they have to stand with a superior race like me? They should be picking cotton in the fields!"

The extraordinary monster's gaze swept over everyone present, and his sinister smile sent chills down their spines: "Of course, I wouldn't mind turning this city into a new vampire city!"

"Sunlight will never reach this place again; this city will become a dark city of vampires!"

Vlad III's words silenced everyone, and only then did they notice that the sun was no longer shining in the sky, but only dense dark clouds remained.

Meanwhile, in the distant city, many people had already begun to flee towards the city's edge. They were the first to realize they needed to escape, but even they had no way to get away.

Because there are too many smart people in this city, they have blocked the passageways, and many people have no choice but to get out of their cars and set off on foot, trying to leave this city that is about to be shrouded in the apocalypse!

At this moment, Vlad III ascended directly into the air, and under everyone's gaze, he suddenly opened his arms, scattering crimson energy like a spider web across the entire city, blasting many vehicles that had not yet left into oblivion!

A street, an entire district, was engulfed in flames during the attack, and the deafening explosions sent shivers down everyone's spines.

The roars, shouts, and cries of fear from humans rose and fell, creating a unique spectacle that made Vlad III, watching from the sky, squint his eyes in comfort.

He raised his hand, and streaks of blood were drawn from those who were dead or about to die, replenishing his own body and making his power visibly increase once again.

This vampire's behavior is utterly unbridled!
Caroline was furious. "Your choices aren't even over yet, and you're already so eager to attack ordinary people?"

Upon hearing this, the two demons exchanged a glance and burst into laughter!

“There are never any choices, Saintess! Hell is not heaven, where you can be given a sliver of hope. Hell is only ever filled with despair!” Vlad III’s smile was incredibly unrestrained. He pointed at the two superhumans in front of him and at the surrounding space, his face beaming with desire.

"The two people here will die, the ten thousand outside will die, and everyone in this city will die!"

"Whether now or in the future, their deaths are simply something that is about to happen!"

"And they all died because of your choice, Saintess!"

"No matter what choice you make, the outcome will not change. You will witness the birth of this terrible crisis, and witness the utter death of these believers because of your choice!"

The audience was in an uproar. They now realized the purpose of these demons. These demons had no intention of letting anyone live. Everyone was going to die!

“No, this is Los Angeles, the place where God first appeared. Such a thing won’t happen here!” George shouted. “Your Highness, please leave here. We will win this battle!”

Lyon quickly added, "Yes, Your Highness, you can't be harmed. If anything happens to these two, they'll definitely target you first. You must leave here!"

They are still struggling to resist, but the heartfelt concern in their words touched Caroline!
Upon hearing their words, Vlad III suddenly plummeted downwards, a terrifying light crashing down on the two men. "As expected of the Papacy, so stubborn and unyielding!"

Remus's words were more subdued: "But since we're still live, I might as well put it more simply. People of this city, listen up, she is Saint Caroline. If you can betray her in front of us, we can spare your lives!"

He stared at Caroline, his face full of amusement. "Hell doesn't kill everyone. If you do this, I'll guarantee you won't die. How about it?"

"This is the fate of a saint. Joan of Arc couldn't escape it back then, and neither can you!" His face was turned towards the screen, and his ferocious and terrifying face actually carried a special kind of charm, the seductive meaning of which was self-evident.

Caroline had already seen him like this, and the light in her eyes grew even brighter.

Upon hearing this, many people who had already lost hope of escaping suddenly turned around!

A dangerous glint appeared on their faces, and a sliver of hope remained in their hearts. If they could survive, even betraying the Holy Maiden seemed acceptable.

Anyway, the Vatican won't do anything to ordinary people, but the demons really will kill!

Then, many people suddenly said, "Your Highness, in order to survive, it's acceptable for me to temporarily betray you, isn't it?"

"Yes, none of you have won. We can't just give ourselves away because we believe in you, can we?"

"I'm betraying the girl, I have to survive..."

Upon hearing these words, Caroline clenched her fists.

It was only at this moment that some self-media outlets and reporters who were still filming realized what was happening.

What choice? How could the devil give you a real choice? They have already prepared everything, they have already made all the preparations, they want to destroy your spirit!

The Vatican is a good guy, so good guys have to be held at gunpoint!

This is exploiting a shift in human nature. Does that mean the saint can say "no"?

She couldn't say anything; she couldn't even utter a single word of self-defense or self-justification, because that would be an explanation, and in a life-or-death situation, no one would listen to her explanations.

The saintess is also a good person, so if she wants to save people, she either has to kill all the demons, but she may not receive any thanks from others. These people will say, "Why didn't you act sooner? Why didn't you save more people?"

If you had acted sooner, none of us would have died. Why didn't you act?

Even smarter people could guess that the essence of this matter is not the fight or the threat, but the pressure and psychological oppression that these things put on Caroline!

This is an open conspiracy, a test of Saint Caroline's conscience!
She did nothing wrong, but because of her choice, the people here have been plunged into a terrible crisis!
With more guidance, now both those present and those watching the live stream outside are thinking about this: Is it because of her appearance that so many people have fallen into a terrible crisis?
First, it was those ten thousand people, then the superhumans present, and then the entire city; all of these were caused by her actions, leading to the disaster.

Caroline, of course, knew this too. Her face paled, she continued to kneel and pray, "Teacher, is this the pressure Joan of Arc endured? I think I understand..."

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"Your Majesty, we're not helping, right?" Alvin, who was watching this scene closely, asked in surprise, "Then if Caroline doesn't hold on, this city will become hell!"

"If even God can send down a great flood to destroy a world, how can I not care about a city?" Bai Yang said casually. "Besides, demons won't kill indiscriminately and it won't affect the overall situation—moreover, believe me, the first possessor of our divine fragment, her piety is higher than anyone else's!"

"Whether it's good or bad, we'll benefit. Besides, various races are establishing their own underworlds. Even the dead can play a role in the future!"

Bai Yang had become noticeably colder. With the completion of the "Faith-Based Nation" plan, the willpower of this planet was now entirely under his control, giving him new ideas about the structure of this world.

The life and death of a city, a place, or even some people are no longer the key. The real key has become the convergence of faith, the manifestation of the deity itself, and the understanding of the deity by believers around the world.

To be precise, the expansion pack needs to be updated. It should move from a little bit of supernatural power to the timeline of the gods' battle!
P.S.: It's almost the end of the month, and I don't have many monthly votes... sob sob...

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