From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 401 Keep fooling people!
The Caribbean Sea, a windless graveyard.

Within a week of the end of that terrible supernatural disaster, America's fleet had already surrounded the area.

Although America is now weakened, with only four of its eleven aircraft carriers operational—oh, now only three remain—after a certain major Eastern power went completely silent and its special supernatural information was blocked, America has the energy to deal with other matters.

However, due to the arrival of the extraordinary, the pressure this country exerts on the world has indeed decreased considerably.

As the saying goes, when one niche disappears, another will come to fill it. America was the dominant species before, but that may not be the case in this extraordinary era.

Don't you see, even in America's first country, Japan, rebellion has already begun?
Those orders that were not carried out under the pretext of extraordinary disasters or a horde of ghosts were a sign of disobedience to the ruling class, and the insincere resistance in most of Europe was even more blatant.

From the Germanic regions to the north, from the Christian regions to the south, and even from the Greek regions, once they learned that the sea truly possessed the surging power of "Poseidon," they all displayed it vividly!

Even so, America remained the undisputed queen of the Caribbean.

No one in the surrounding countries could stop their arrival, and the only capable indigenous religions were all on their ships.

"High Priest Karl, this is all the information we have collected about this sea area!" Gao handed the information to Karl, and around them were the many countries that had participated in this world war, all handing over their information.

These stories about the "Windless Graveyard" and the pirates of this era, one by one, gathered together in front of Karl.

Karl used his newly installed mechanical arm to flip through the documents one by one, and roughly understood the information.

"So, the strangeness of this sea area has actually existed for a long time, right?"

“Yes!” Gao nodded. “The information on this may have existed before we came to this sea area! Professor Thomas analyzed that this may be the origin of this world. Long, long ago, the gods had a war with the false gods and finally sealed them in this sea area!”

Karl was taken aback. "Them? Wasn't there only one Kuchamama?"

Gao sighed. "We also hoped there was only one Kuchamama, but based on the analysis of the altar on that island that surfaced, there are seven broken altars in that sea area. In other words, there may be seven false god superhumans in this sea area!"

Upon hearing this, not only Carl, but everyone present became extremely tense.

One Kuchamama almost cost half of the world's superhumans a refund, and now you're telling me there are seven more like him?
Is the spaceship ready? Is it too late to leave Earth now?
“Don’t be so serious. There aren’t that many, and even if there were, none would be as powerful as Kuchamama!” Angus couldn’t help but say from the side.

He was also deeply involved in the investigation and knew more. "Of those altars, five were completely destroyed and no supernatural influences were transmitted. Of the remaining three, one is the Kuchamama Sea God Altar in front of us, and the whereabouts of the false gods of the other two altars are temporarily unknown!"

There was some comfort, but not much; everyone still felt terrified, so the atmosphere was very oppressive.

Those are two "false gods," and they just blurted it out like that. What exactly is America's official thinking?
They're forcing everyone to choose the side of the extraordinary!

……

Deep in the ocean, two "people" happened to meet, their faces showing some fear.

"Kuchamama is dead... utterly dead. What Odin and Poseidon couldn't do, a human has accomplished! That Pope of the Holy See!" the masked man said. "Is Yahweh really that powerful? His followers can kill us?"

"Of course it's strong! You don't live in the World Sea, so you don't know. Yahweh isn't just strong, it's incredibly strong!" another person said. "That year, many pantheons suffered a great loss, and the name of that great loss was Yahweh!"

"So powerful? Just how much did you lose?" the masked man asked. "In that year, half of the Desert City was destroyed, half of the World Tree was shattered, Mount Olympus was thrown into the World Sea... It wasn't until Chaos intervened and stopped Jehovah that this matter came to an end!"

"That year, I witnessed that battle in the World Sea. This God directly stood outside these pantheons, sword in hand, demanding that their chief gods come out and admit their mistakes!"

The masked man sighed, "Truly worthy of being called the true Triune Creator, bestowing all his power upon himself. Even those powerful pantheons have to bow their heads and admit their mistakes! Are these pantheons really willing to accept this?"

"Ha! It's fine if you've mistaken him for someone else... You don't really think these three pantheons are nice guys, do you? You've had contact with Odin, what kind of god do you think Odin is?" The man who spoke had many wrinkles on his face, making him look like an ancient tree.

The masked man was taken aback. "Odin? A mad god, a war maniac... but he is indeed very powerful. In the war of the gods, we did not gain any advantage!"

"So that's it. What did a supreme god do to make Yahweh personally come and overturn his World Tree?" the wrinkled man said. "In fact, they didn't suffer any losses back then; on the contrary, they made Jehovah suffer a great loss!"

"What huge loss?" the masked man asked curiously.

"Those pantheons gave Lucifer a territory, and then handed it over to him!" the wrinkled man said. "He's the vice-ruler of Heaven! Even in the realm of divine warfare, he's the commander of the entire pantheon's army, and yet he became the leader of Hell. Do you think Jehovah, as the chief god, wouldn't be angry?"

"That's true. If it were me, I'd show them what the wrath of the heavens is!" The masked man understood; these secrets of the gods were quite interesting. "So, we'll just leave it at that after the fight?"

“If it were just one pantheon, Yahweh would definitely let them know the wrath of the heavens, but what can be done when all three pantheons have their own creators?” The wrinkled man seemed quite philosophical about it.

"It's just a clash of interests among pantheons. They are all major pantheons that have occupied countless worlds. So what if Yahweh is killed by all those gods? The River of Time is beneath the World Sea. Who can't be resurrected from it?"

The masked man understood. "Heaven lost substance but gained face. It lost the rest of its face, but gained the substantial benefits?"

"That's not quite right. Demons and angels, to put it bluntly, both come from that mountain. Who knows their true relationship? You all experienced when the war of the gods went crazy and demons were pulled out as fighting force! That's Yahweh, the youngest creator in history. If he didn't have some tricks up his sleeve, his second-in-command would have fallen so easily."

The wrinkled man clearly disagreed. "Let's keep quiet for a while, otherwise if Yahweh finds us, we'll be in trouble..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold voice rang out, "Found you!"

The two turned their heads sharply and saw the old man standing quietly on the sea. Their faces were filled with horror. "Who are you?"

"You've been talking about my Lord's story for so long, yet you don't know who I am?" the old man said calmly. "In the land of my Lord's faith, to speak of my Lord's name—you false gods are truly audacious!"

At this moment, the two realized that this was someone else's territory. The so-called gods were just those who "know what is said."

They've said so many bad things about Yahweh here, can't people come knocking on their door?
"Impossible! You're still waging a divine war..." the masked man said in shock. "We haven't sensed the arrival of your divine kingdom. You shouldn't be here!"

"If you had known about the Kingdom of Heaven's plans, you wouldn't have failed!" the old man said calmly. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Peter, and here I pronounce your death sentence!"

As he finished speaking, the bodies of the two false gods shattered like glass!

It wasn't just their bodies that were shattered, but also their souls, and everything around them!
Only at this moment did those who had been watching react, their eyes filled with shock:
"This...this is the power of creation! We just...heard stories about the creator...so many pantheons, these things, they're all true!"

The special power of the two powerful deities has once again entered my account!

P.S.: You might not believe it, but I started writing this at 1 a.m. and I'm still writing now. It's amazing!
(End of this chapter)