From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 358 The Gods Descend, An Unexpected Event Occurs!
The site of this sacrificial ceremony was outside the city of Juarez.

Yes, after some deliberation, Karl chose to perform the sacrifice outside the city rather than continue destroying the already crumbling city.

With the full support of various multinational corporations, they built a huge temporary structure outside the city, with countless modular components, turning it into an arena similar to the Roman Colosseum. In the center of the arena was a huge pyramid built with a metal frame.

The group moved very quickly, especially after Karl gave them a glimmer of hope; they moved even faster.

Other religions require faith and loyalty, and may even require selection, but the Mayan pantheon doesn't seem to require that!

Does that mean that as long as you get along well with them, you can gain some extraordinary power? These wealthy and long-time gentry don't even seek power; even the simple act of "restoring physical health" is enough to drive them crazy.

This ability is not difficult even for Ivan, because they are not superhumans, but rather chosen ones of the gods.

The definition of a "favored one" is someone who is favored by the gods, and what they want to do can often be accomplished by holding a ritual—they do not know that this is the application of willpower, but believe it to be divine power.

(Seems like there's no problem?)

So these people put in 200% effort and built such a huge structure outside the city.

Those seats could accommodate all the invitees in the city, and also allow the remaining tens of thousands of people in the city to sit there and become spectators.

It's full now.

In the center of the venue, two people were busily adjusting the equipment!

"Wow, this camera... I heard it costs over five million, right? I'm actually lucky enough to touch it? I can die happy!" the assistant said exaggeratedly.

Jeff shrugged. "Then you can go die. After all, this machine doesn't cost five million, it costs ten million!"

After the teasing, the assistant turned on the camera and connected it to the live stream. "It's all set. Say hello to the world, Jeff!"

The two are the only officially recognized live streamers, so their live stream rooms were set up long ago, and tens of millions of people are already waiting for them.

As Jeff appeared, the comments section exploded like a waterfall: "Why is the streamer a white person on a Native American's live stream?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because of a lower bloodline?"

"Show us the sacrificial ceremony! We want to see the execution of drug dealers!"

"Can you bald white man stop looking at your big face? We don't want to look at you..."

Such comments on the screen did not cause Jeff any panic. Instead, he calmly ignored the comments and then said, "I am honored to have received an invitation from the Apache tribe to be the broadcaster for this grand ceremony!"

"Today, I will lead you to witness this Mayan sacrificial scene, which is also a trial of drug dealers!"

He raised his hand behind him, and the camera followed, turning to show the plaques embedded in the massive pyramid. "These are the nameplates of the anti-narcotics police that Chief Carl obtained from the Mexico City Police Department!"

"2876 plaques signify that 2876 brave police officers died in battles against drug traffickers, and this is just the police force in one district..."

Although Jeff is a broadcaster, he is also a human being with emotions and a kind heart; otherwise, he wouldn't have buried those children at that indigenous school.

He possessed the most basic values, the kind that ordinary people all over the land share: "kindness."

In all of humanity's lands, people who live without worries about making a living are inherently kind; this is human nature. It is precisely for this reason that this trial of drug traffickers has attracted so much attention, because in universal values ​​worldwide, drug trafficking is considered a heinous crime.

"This land, once shrouded in gloom, is now bathed in the sun's rays!" Jeff, being a top anchor, declared loudly, "Here, all drug dealers will be eradicated, without mercy or compassion!"

As he spoke, the camera zoomed out, revealing a dozen or so notorious drug dealers, famous in the area and even worldwide, tied to stone pillars.

Before them stood a bare-chested superhuman warrior, wielding a peculiar obsidian dagger—a move that clearly wasn't benign.

The next second, Karl on the platform suddenly swung his hand, and to everyone's astonishment, these divine warriors wielded their obsidian daggers, plunging them directly into the chests of these people, and then slashing them open!
Blood splattered in the area, and these notorious drug lords, famous throughout the world, didn't even have time to say their last words before they became corpses.

This live-streamed death shocked countless people, and of course, it also sent a jolt through the bodies of the remaining drug dealers in this land.

They even felt a phantom pain, as if the person tied up on the stage wasn't their colleague, but themselves.

This is not an illusion, but a reality that may very well come to pass someday. After all, these people have already dealt with the most arrogant people in the North, so these people from the South might just be casual targets of their actions.
Many people were anxious and uneasy, many were fearful, and some gritted their teeth as if they had made up their minds!
And what everyone in the world can see is the unwavering determination of people like Karl from "indigenous tribes"—a determination that surpasses that of most countries!
The hearts of these drug lords were ripped out and held in their hands, still beating, and then placed by the soldiers on the stone pillars around their bodies.

Then, Karl led the three people beside him up to the platform.

They slowly ascended the stage amidst a multitude of beating hearts, each holding a special item in their hand:

Karl was holding a mirror that seemed to be filled with countless smokes. The so-called smoke mirror represented Teskatriboca, the creator of the First Sun Age and the god of destruction.
Jerón holds a special feathered staff that looks like a special snake; this is the Feathered Serpent Staff, representing Quetzalcoatl, the creator of the Second Sun Age.

Alex held up a two-headed serpent and displayed Atlas to the whole world. Atlas represented the creator of the Third Sun Age, the rain god Traloc.

In the end, Ivan holds a special ear of corn, representing the hope for the rebirth of his race, which also resonates with the creator of the Fourth Sun Age, the water god Charchitrique.

The four extraordinary individuals, in the eyes of the world, placed four objects on pillars representing the four creator gods, then slowly knelt down. Karl, holding a shinbone recently removed from a drug lord, tapped it on the metal table and slowly chanted an ancient prayer in a more ancient language:

"God of Devouring Bodies! Let this decaying body be the blood and flesh for your rebirth—"

The drug dealer's body will become the shell of your rebirth!
Their fear will become your immortal countenance!
When you get up from the lava

The trajectories in the sky will reconnect.

And the poisonous vein was forever severed at the dawn of the Fifth Era!

Everyone who heard this thought it was just a simple sacrificial prayer, much like the Christian prayers that are now prevalent around the world.

But in this area, many people felt something different. Various vibrations slowly appeared around their bodies, and the pyramid in front of them also slowly emitted four plumes of dust as it trembled.

Immediately, under everyone's gaze, these four plumes of smoke transformed into four enormous phantoms, swirling and solidifying in the sky!
At this moment, everyone with indigenous blood slowly knelt down and prayed to the four gods in the sky!

But at that very moment, a huge riot suddenly broke out in the crowd!

Suddenly, a group of armed men appeared out of the devout crowd of citizens, brandishing guns and about to open fire on the pyramids in front of them!
Before they opened fire, they were still shouting, "Damn alien gods, this is the Lord's territory, you've crossed the line!"

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PS2: Still four updates a day, take it slow...

(End of this chapter)