From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 352 You Can't Save This Country!

"Was it a one-sided massacre?" Alvin exclaimed in surprise. "That shouldn't be the case. In my calculations, these people should have lost at least half their men to win. How could it be so easy?"

"Have you calculated that with their firepower, as long as there is heavy weapon coverage, they can reduce this group's numbers?" Bai Yang asked with a smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty, they have so many weapons, how could they rout without even launching a single effective attack?" Alvin didn't understand. "Their operators died, but they could still fire themselves! So many weapons and heavy artillery, just abandoned there!"

Bai Yang shook his head. "You think too highly of them. This group of people is practically riddled with debuffs. Look at how many mistakes they've made!"

"Drug use, taunting, lack of discipline, lack of combat preparation, and even the supreme commander hadn't issued the attack order when the enemy's attack began!"

"Those who knew them thought they were here to fight, but those who didn't think they were on an armed spring outing! The tribesmen, who didn't have modern weapons, misled them; they didn't even conduct the most basic weapons checks..."

Bai Yang said, "They have weapons and equipment, and they have a lot of power, but they don't actually know how to use that power. The reason they can suppress the government forces is just because they're weaker..."

This is the most tragic reality for Mexicans: drug traffickers have more advanced weapons and equipment than the government because they are richer and more willing to spend money, so they can overpower the government forces and turn the country into a drug cartel's kingdom.

At least that's how it is in the areas they control. You might not get into trouble if you offend a government official, but if you offend a drug dealer, his body will be hung on your door the next day. Some municipal officials are even hung on the city gate.

"They were unscrupulous, they were reckless, they became kings on their own land! So this land was shrouded in dark clouds and gloom, and bloodshed and fear made them rule this place..."

Bai Yang asked curiously, "I wonder how our Chief Karl would complete his conversion here?"

The gods need faith, a fact that the four tribal leaders clearly know. However, the amount of faith in this land is probably even less than in America next door, since America at least has enough to eat, while this land can only produce flowers of evil!

"Your Majesty, you must trust the people you have chosen, for without exception, they are all outstanding individuals in this world! Even if they are not, under the world's watchful eyes, they are!"

Alvin's words brought a smile to Bai Yang's face.

They already have a deep understanding of the world consciousness, and they know what role Bai Yang plays in the eyes of the world consciousness, and therefore they know what role the extraordinary person chosen by it will play.

Therefore, this statement is indeed correct. The extraordinary individuals he selects will be noticed as "special beings" and will naturally receive a deluge of natural resources.

“Since you’re so confident, let’s get moving and help them resolve the issues at the divine level. As for the human level, we can leave that to them!” Bai Yang said softly, raising his hand to reveal a divine spark.

This is the divine essence of that unfortunate god of thieves, and also the most comprehensive divine essence that Bai Yang possesses.

“What do you think about using this entire divine spark to create a true god? Not a false appearance, nor the power of an illusion, but a real deity!” Bai Yang suddenly said.

Hearing this, Alvin was startled. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly felt it made sense. "If your purpose is to demonstrate power, there's no need for that. But if you have a deeper plan, then follow your own ideas!"

Bai Yang chuckled, "No rush. The faith hasn't been gathered yet. These people's willpower isn't strong enough, and they still lack followers. We have to wait a little longer..."

In their eyes, the battle was over, and now it was time for this group to digest the spoils of war.

The drug dealers were powerless to resist the attack of four superhumans and three superhuman squads. They didn't even need to clean up the battlefield because all of them had been linked together!
Ivan is quite experienced in this!
……

During this period, the person who felt the most uncomfortable was, of course, Sangalo himself, the head of the Sangalo family!

He originally thought that this battle was the key battle for his family to officially step out of northern Mexico and into the whole country and even the whole America, and that he might even surpass the Pablo family and become the number one in Latin America!

As a result, not only was this vision not fulfilled, but the most important part of the family's assets was also lost. This time, he can consider it a victory as long as he doesn't abandon his core base.

Just as Sangalo had driven south for a short distance, he suddenly received a call from his family, "Boss! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Sangalo asked anxiously. "Did someone call? Go mobilize the government military and police, do I have to teach you how?" "No...no..." The phone rang with endless panic. "The city of Juarez is full of their monsters!"

"Monsters?" Sangalo was taken aback. "What are those? Where are your guns? Kill them!"

If the 2000 people he brought out represent half of the Sangalo family's future, then the remaining people in Juarez City represent the other half!
And now, it seems that the other half has been found.

"What is it?" Sangalo's voice received no reply, only a hissing sound from the microphone.

Fear surged through his body, plunging him into an unspeakable nightmare, and also made him notice the person who had suddenly gotten into his car.

"It's a snake, or more precisely, a serpent descendant of the rain god, Lord Traloc!"

Sitting in his car was a very gentle man who seemed harmless, but this did not reassure Sangalo at all, because it was an enclosed armored vehicle that was still in motion!
Theoretically speaking, no one can walk in!

“Mr. Sangalo, hello. I am Karl, the chieftain of the Apache tribe and the messenger of the Eagle God!” Karl said softly. “With the blood of the Aztec Empire flowing through your veins, you should be able to understand what I am saying!”

He spoke in an ancient language, which stunned Sangalo. He had never heard of this language before, but he could understand what the other person was saying.

It's incredibly ironic that the official language of Mexico is Spanish.

"Mr. Karl, are you the mastermind behind that group?" Sangalo, being a big shot after all, quickly calmed down and asked.

"No, the only ones behind them are the gods. I am merely a servant of the gods!" Karl said calmly, looking at the drug dealer who had suddenly become composed. "Your family has been completely wiped out. At Alex's pace, by tomorrow morning, that city will only have people who aren't drug dealers left!"

"How many people are you going to kill?" Sangalo exclaimed in shock. "There are at least ten thousand drug dealers in that city!"

“If there are ten thousand people, kill ten thousand; if there are twenty thousand, kill twenty thousand. Kill until everyone who dares to touch this thing is wiped out!” Karl said. “The poisonous plants brought by those invaders will be eradicated from this land!”

“Impossible! You can’t do it!” Sangalo shouted. “There are at least hundreds of millions of people in the country who live off drugs. If you cut off their livelihood, they will fight you to the death!”

This is the real reason why Mexico cannot eradicate drugs: from production to sale, there are too many beneficiaries along the supply chain, making the industry truly uncontrollable.

“I see…” Karl nodded thoughtfully. “So, we find them a real way to survive, let them live, and then we can destroy this industry, right?”

Sangalo sneered, "Industry? Aren't all the industries in this country products of America? They can only do low-end industries. The high-end, profitable ones are all in other people's hands. How can ten million people have enough to go around?"

Carl suddenly realized, "It's not that we don't have any industry, but that the industry is in other people's hands? A multinational corporation? Or America?"

"That's simple. Just take the industries back from them, right? These industries should be more than enough to support the entire country, shouldn't they?"

“Impossible! No one will allow it! Those things are the private domain of international companies, their assets. You will be targeted by them!” Sangalo said. “Give up! Only drugs are the future of this country!”

He roared, “The path to saving the country has been blocked! You cannot save this nation!”

“I don’t think so!” Karl shrugged and patted Sangalo on the shoulder. “Stop the car, we’re here!”

The armored vehicle stopped, and Sangalo poked his head out. Then, he saw a huge snake, as large as a city wall, raising its two heads towards him!

PS: This is the third update. There's one more to write!

(End of this chapter)