From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 410 The Vatican Does Not Uphold Martial Morality
Three points of focus have emerged on this ocean.

On the lowest point of the sea, on the isolated island that Kuchamama raised, the blood-red cross had disappeared, leaving only the blood-red cross sword, still in its place.

Surrounding this sea area are fleets from various countries. Due to extensive and extremely terrifying propaganda around the world, countless people have come here!
More than 200 countries around the world have their own fleets, and various companies, forces, organizations, and even private individuals come here to watch the ceremony.

In addition, there is the vast internet and television media – this is a grand funeral, so the number of people paying attention online is more than ten or even a hundred times greater than those who are actually there!
Looking at this scene, and at the immense power of will that could almost be seen through the crowd, the three gods from the continent of Dylan were practically drooling!
"The concentration of this willpower... Gods of Order, this place is full of faiths without a home!" Fisher felt as if he had come to heaven. This was clearly the territory of these gods, but these gods had not completely divided up the faith?
Lova looked at them and chuckled, "Don't bother looking. They're not people you can interfere with. Although their beliefs are still undecided, if you really have any desires, the gods will talk to you!"

These people are unaware of the Holy See's domineering nature, but he is well aware of it; there's no need for anyone to avoid provoking the Seven Heavens.

Upon hearing Lova's words, the three of them shuddered. They immediately thought of the punishment that some powerful divine forces would inflict on "faith thieves." In this strange and powerful world, they certainly wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

So they fell silent again, waiting for things to unfold.

Bai Yang, positioned outside the field of vision, surveyed everything, observing both the performances of modern people and, of course, the actions of these deities.

“It already shows signs of being domesticated…” Bai Yang said happily. He had great ambitions for the Dylan Continent, but he did not intend to forcibly occupy that world, as it would be meaningless to him.

His vision has never been limited to this one world; he has always viewed this world with the greatest ambition. Now he has decided to incorporate this world into his multi-world system!

And now, of course, it's an indispensable part of this process of incorporation.

"Assimilation, of course, must begin with ideological reform! Am I becoming America?" Bai Yang thought with a chuckle.

In a sense, this really is America's job. After all, transforming people's minds, infiltrating their personnel, spending money and influence to carry out propaganda in their own country, and finally finding their own spokesperson in that world—isn't this the color revolution that America loves most?

"Transforming the continent of Dylan from the bottom up, cooperating with gods who have vested interests, overthrowing the essence of their world, and integrating them into my system... seems like there's no problem with that?"

The gods of the continent of Dylan would never know that this being, who possessed only moderate divine power, was contemplating swallowing their world whole!

……

"When the bishop raised his scepter..."

He did not fulfill martyrdom, but rather the most basic duty of a shepherd—

He used his body to block the hole through which the wolves were attacking the sheepfold.

Let every layperson know:

Faith will eventually become the backbone of our bones.
Rather than the dust beneath one's knees during worship

Angus stood on the island, reading the final prayer of the first group of clergy from France.

These people were the most innocent victims; they became casualties of this battle because of a decree from the Pope.

But it was because of their sacrifice that the world gained precious time, allowing subsequent superhumans to arrive and enabling the world to survive!

Everyone was praying silently. They had to admit this, which made the sacrifices of the Vatican all the more meaningful!

“When a saint turns to a false god and defends his faith and glory with his life, he has already become a saint!” Angus continued, this time referring to Saint George!
"I, Angus, acting on behalf of the Pope, pray to the Lord to grant the ladder to Heaven, so that all the brothers who sacrificed for this world may ascend to the Kingdom of Heaven!"

Angus's voice sounded a little awkward when he said those words, but the power in his hands flowed out without any hesitation!
It was like holy light from heaven, shining with boundless brilliance in what should have been a graveyard for blasphemers!
Behind him, a group of novice knights were carrying a coffin containing the remains of saints and a series of victims!

"Clang!" A loud bell rang out from the ship belonging to the Vatican. It was the sound of St. Peter's Bell, which the Vatican priests had transported from the ancient city of Rome to this place!

At this moment, priests from the Vatican, Los Angeles, and New York had all come behind Angus and become part of the final prayer:
"Father, we have failed to protect the peace of the world."
This mutilated body is offered as an altar.
Let the bullet marks become the new gold patterns on the sacrificial robes

Turn scorched earth into fertile soil
Let every cry of sorrow be etched into the walls of the new Jerusalem.
Please see

The remains of saints are the wicks of an everlasting lamp.

The Pope's bed is a living altar

We believers are walking in the sanctuary
When you reunite the shattered tiles,

These bandages covering our bodies are our robes for another battle!

Upon hearing this prayer, all the people from various countries present were plunged into deep sorrow!
Regardless of what the Vatican was like before, the current Vatican truly deserves to be called a "hero"!
The unwavering spirit of these people, their willingness to risk the entire Holy See to protect the world, slowly emerged in this final prayer!

Upon hearing this prayer, Fisher seemed puzzled. "What's the point of doing this? I can only sense that they are drawing upon the power of will, but why entrust the power of the gods to these believers?"

In their view, the power of will belongs to the gods and can only belong to the gods. Under such circumstances, which god would entrust the power of will to believers?
Lova knew that these wishes had a more common name among the Aesir gods: "Wish Followers." These wishes, which were not forcibly taken but absorbed directly through faith, possessed greater power and more fitting attributes!
But he was unwilling to tell these people, after all, they weren't his own people, so why should he know so much?
He simply said, "If we could meet an angel or saint from the Seven Heavens, perhaps they could ask you about that!"

The three otherworldly gods were speechless at his words. They didn't know what the Seven Heavens were, so what could they say?
However, as the ritual deepened, something entirely new began to unfold before their eyes!

In the center of those coffins, beams of holy light appeared as people walked by, and the coffins that appeared were as transparent as crystal, and the remains inside were also reflected in front of everyone as if they were crystal!
And a holy light originating from heaven slowly descended before everyone!

This light inspires awe in every Christian believer, who kneels on the ground to receive the light from heaven!

"Lord, your most faithful believer, begs for your forgiveness!"

They prayed loudly, overjoyed to be able to witness this scene!
Within this radiance, an old man slowly walked over. His quiet and serene demeanor, along with his white robe, seemed to plunge everyone who saw him into a mysterious tranquility!
He stepped on invisible steps, as if he came from heaven and walked into the human world step by step!

"The most sacred sacrifice,"

It is to glimpse the light of eternity amidst destruction.

The light was not on the golden dome.

And it beats in the chest of every broken one.

As he spoke, the coffins moved on their own without wind in his hands, and the clergy who were originally reduced to mangled bodies actually stood up from their coffins!
Their crystal-like bodies rapidly faded and disappeared in the holy light, then transformed into seemingly complete "humans" and reappeared in the world!

"The devout should be rewarded, and those who dedicate themselves to the Lord should go to heaven with Him!"

The old man spoke softly, and it seemed as if even greater radiance descended from the sky. Two incomparably holy angels appeared before everyone, and between them, a magnificent and grand gate to heaven slowly opened!

This is Heaven's way of letting everyone know how devout victims are treated!

This holiness, this perfection, this arrival is enough to push the already infinitely prestigious Papacy to an even greater height!

"Damn it! These bastards are stealing faith!" Lova slammed his left fist into his right palm, worried about what their sect's enforcers would do!
His gaze shifted to the other side, where Archbishop Freya of the Aesir was also frowning as she watched the "performance." She too had noticed that the Vatican's people were overacting!

"Since the Vatican is acting like this from the beginning, then don't blame me for acting like this from the end!"

P.S.: Oh no, sitting here for seven hours, my neck is killing me...

(End of this chapter)