From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 368 Three Suns?

“A real-world experiment…” Alvin immediately understood Bai Yang’s thoughts. “Your Majesty, do you intend to conduct a real-world evolution within a virtual world model?”

"To take it a step further, if we allow this information called the soul to have its own body, its own perception, and its own story, then is the power of will it produces virtual or real?"

Bai Yang asked curiously, but Alvin couldn't give an answer, and neither could anyone else.

"Give it a try. If it succeeds, we might be able to use these starry skies as a foundation to build our own pantheons in the future!"

Bai Yang still decided to do it this way: "This universe is not lacking in matter or space, it is only lacking in life! If we can establish such a life system, or even a complete world system, it may be able to accelerate the population growth rate of this world!"

Bai Yang is aware that the Earth's carrying capacity has reached its limit.

Moreover, because of the arrival of the supernatural, this planet will reach its limit even faster, because industry only consumes resources, while the supernatural consumes matter, which cannot be recreated—at least with current human technology.

Industry is a collective consumption, while the extraordinary is the consumption of each individual. With such a large number of people, even the smallest consumption will become incredibly exaggerated.

Therefore, as Bai Yang makes extraordinary improvements to this world, the material consumption of the future planet will inevitably become even greater. He does not want to deplete the planet's resources, so he is also looking for a place for others to immigrate to in the future.

Thinking of this, Bai Yang suddenly looked at Alvin with some curiosity, "In your data, where exactly did the substances consumed by the gods go? Why didn't the world decline?"

He remembered that the material consumption in his world could be converted using so-called dark energy, but how could he find those lost materials in the world where Dylan Continent was located?

“It is a war of gods, Your Majesty!” Alvin replied. “The war of gods will begin after a period of time, and then gods will fall, divine kingdoms will be destroyed, and the world will collapse. The resources that were consumed will be concentrated on the gods, and the death of the gods will be returned to the world!”

"And the world itself is actually capable of expanding matter. The boundaries of the Dylan continent are expanding, and I think there must be such a factor involved."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yang immediately understood. He then applied the knowledge to other situations and said, "Oh... so the spacetime rift isn't actually a crisis, but rather a counterattack from the world?"

"After all, once they leave this world, they can take all their possessions with them and disappear completely, causing the total amount of matter in the world to decrease..."

Bai Yang realized why the obstacles to spacetime rifts were more exaggerated for more powerful deities.

The world is much like people; if you lose a little dandruff or a fingernail, you won't react much.

But if you lose a piece of skin or even a piece of flesh, the reaction will definitely be very intense.

From this perspective, if a piece of your skin or a piece of your flesh wanted to run away from home, would you allow it?

This kind of understanding made Bai Yang realize how difficult it was for those gods to come to his world.

"So, to put it another way, wouldn't it be much simpler to move things from this world to that world?" Bai Yang suddenly had an extra thought. "Hey, it's not impossible!"

However, that's a thing of the future; he's not in a hurry to go to a world full of gods and get beaten up.

Bai Yang gazed at the planet beneath his feet, and under the influence of his divine power, some people peeked out from Proxima Centauri.

……

"Is this the new world?" Guatemus, dressed in animal skins and carrying a flintlock pistol, asked with some curiosity.

Behind him was a large group of people who looked like they had just come out of a war. They still carried the smell of blood and held spears, metal swords, and some old firearms. They just watched the scene in front of them together.

Before them lay an almost entirely barren plain, devoid of anything, not even a sky; the endless starry river stretched out before them. Guatemus looked at his high priest with a heavy heart, “This is the world you brought us to, following divine decree? We survived, but here… there is nothing!”

Who was Guatemala? The last ruler of the Aztec Empire, known as the last eagle of Mexico, he led the army and people to resist the Spanish invaders despite being at a disadvantage. He held the capital for 93 days despite the defection of allies, the cutting off of supplies, and the absolute military disadvantage!
He even repelled several attacks from the enemy along the way. In Mexico, he was known as the Last Eagle of the Aztecs, a legendary figure resembling an ancient hero.

And now, this hero, leading the remaining soldiers and people, has come to this desolate place.

Upon hearing his words, the high priest remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Revered Great Chieftain, this is not my choice, but the choice of the Sun God!"

Upon hearing this, Guatemus fell silent; of course, he knew who the sun god was.

Wizilopochtli, the god of the Mexica, was the deity who guided their people to settle in the Valley of Mexico and was the most revered chief god in their shrines.

Because he is the sun god, the creator of this era, the leader of the Mexica, and the ruler of the Aztecs, this name means unquestionable and beyond reproach!
“Since that’s the case, let’s begin the ritual!” Guatemus said. “This is a completely unfamiliar area. Apart from the grassland where we are standing, there are no offerings. Since that’s the case…”

Many people immediately tensed up, because according to the rules of the empire, someone needed to be chosen as a sacrifice.

Just as some of the elderly were closing their eyes, feeling that their lives were coming to an end, Guatemus's words made them open their eyes: "I am a defeated king. Let me be a sacrifice to appease the wrath of the sun god!"

This man, who was appointed to a critical mission, never enjoyed the benefits of being the Great Chief, and was constantly hampered, yet led them in resisting invaders for a long time, chose the most heroic way to die: as a sacrifice!
"I hope that I can exchange my life for a completely new path!" Guatemus said. "With my life, I beg His Majesty Wizilopochtli to guide us once again onto a completely new path! On this path, we will unite, develop our nation, and no longer be invaded by foreigners!"

After saying this, without hesitation, he drew his dagger—an iron dagger inlaid with jewels and gold, a treasure in this country—and plunged it into his heart.

"Sun God! This is my sacrifice, this is my fault. Please have mercy on our people and let them live in this new world!"

This bravest warrior died the very first moment he survived, in front of everyone, leaving all the people to silently admire him.

"Tenochtitlan has fallen, but the Aztec spirit has not fallen. We will create our own future on this land!"

The high priest proclaimed that after the death of the great chieftain, he was now the supreme leader, and he had to unite everyone's spirits in order to accomplish this great mission!

"Now, let us pray to the great sun god, asking for His guidance to lead us to the other side of hope!"

Everyone—more than 100,000 people in total—knelt down together, praying in one direction, as if expecting something.

And this sun god did not disappoint them; three suns shone down from the sky, causing everyone to kneel in bewilderment.

"By the Sun God! Could this be the Sun World of the Three Ages?" The High Priest was astonished, staring in horror at the three suns in the sky, a power called "Faith" flowing gently from his body.

Bai Yang looked at Alvin with a calm expression, "So, have you figured it out?"

"I've figured it out, Your Majesty!" Alvin said. "The mass provided by the willpower is half that of Earth, but it is indeed physical willpower, which means..."

"The plan succeeded!" Bai Yang snapped his fingers and added, "This method works. The souls of the dead can still obtain willpower through this regeneration process, and the price is nothing more than a piece of divine power and the memories that they believe in!"

Bai Yang nodded with satisfaction, feeling that everything was worth it. At this moment, his "Lord of All Realms" plan was finally showing signs of progress!

Let's begin this extended world with the gods of the Americas!

(End of this chapter)