From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 427 The Seeker of Revenge

"How many people?" Even someone like Prince Harry was completely stunned when he heard this news.

“More than a hundred people!” Prince Edward said. “And according to predictions, the death toll will not decrease, but will continue to rise! And we are completely unprepared for this crisis!”

“This is just the beginning, Cú Chulainn said!” Harry’s words made Prince Edward shudder.

"Begin? Is this country really going to be destroyed?"

"I don't know, just as you never told me the true nature of this country, filled with evil! Now those who died have come seeking revenge!"

Harry understood, he understood completely. He knew the source of the crisis and the meaning behind Cú Chulainn's words!

If the extraordinary can return, and the gods can return, then why can't monsters return?
The power these dead people possessed didn't seem bad at all; it could even make a hero completely abandon his revenge and wait for their own self-destruction!
"The only possible thing now is to find the afterlife, then find Avalon, and seek the help of those fairies, goblins, elves, and even gods!"

"After all, this land is not only home to evildoers, but also to many innocent people. These people will certainly be willing to take action for the innocent!"

Harry's mind cleared up considerably. He heard Cú Chulainn's words, which might have been casual remarks, but they had become the only thing they could hope for and rely on now!
"So, you're gambling on divine mercy?" Edward asked.

“Otherwise, are we supposed to leave this country like stray dogs, just like those exiled royal families?” Harry retorted.

“This is our uncle from the Kingdom. I have the blood of almost everyone on this continent. Maybe I should give it a try!”

After meeting Cú Chulainn, Harry seemed to have some thoughts of his own. He felt that he shouldn't live such a muddled life, nor should he fight to the death for the so-called throne.

He should try the extraordinary, try those civilizations that originate from his bloodline; it's better than the filth and evil of the other half of his blood!
“Then let’s go! The royal family definitely can’t leave. If the royal family leaves, this country will really be finished!” Edward said.

As the world's most image-conscious royal family, they certainly can't leave, so it might be a good thing for Harry to find a solution.

……

Meanwhile, at Scotland Yard, London's Police Chief Commissioner Oliver was under so much pressure that his bald head was covered in sweat that hadn't dried.

After all, even now, the alarms are still ringing incessantly in his ears.

"Sir, the 142nd murder case!"

"Sir, another alarm has sounded. This time it's Lord Weil and his family who have fallen into the river. I don't know if it counts as a murder!"

"Sir, this is the 145th case!"

Both King Charles and Prime Minister Sunak were speechless in the face of Oliver.

They had come in a menacing manner to cause trouble for the police, asking them how they were protecting "important national figures."

But now, the situation before them is telling them that this is not an isolated case, but a widespread phenomenon!

“Chief Oliver, let someone else handle these matters for now. We need more detailed information!” Sunak finally said.

The chubby bureau chief then picked up the documents in his hand and followed the two highest-ranking figures in the country into the conference room.

This is London. The most important people here are, of course, the King and the Prime Minister. As for the Mayor? He's probably ranked after 30th, since he's not qualified to enter here yet.

“I want to know, how exactly did they die?” Sunak’s first question made Oliver seem a little nervous.

“Your Excellency Prime Minister, Your Majesty the King, this matter is very complicated!” As a seasoned bureaucrat, his first words were in official jargon, and he was then interrupted by Sunak’s words.

"If you try to stall for time in front of us, you'll be replaced immediately! Or I can offer you a new parliamentary seat?"

One sentence sent shivers down the spine of the portly police chief. Since many of the dead were members of parliament, many were already speculating whether these politicians had been so despicable that they had been targeted. The threat to make him a member of parliament was tantamount to a death sentence!
Oliver immediately became honest and hurriedly said, "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, but the way they died is a bit too bizarre! They don't look like they're dead, but they are definitely dead!"

As he spoke, he handed out two pieces of paper, showing the two men images of two of the deceased.

Both of the deceased were newly elected members of parliament who had recently gained prominence, and the King and the Prime Minister knew them.

But it was precisely because they knew each other that they felt some fear, because they had died in a very terrible way.

One of them was emaciated, as if he hadn't eaten in a long time, and lay dead on the ground like a dried corpse.

The other person was swollen all over, as if he had just been soaking in water, and became a giant.

"Their deaths took place in full view of everyone, and now the news of their deaths is spreading throughout the dark web. Not only them, but many others have died in the same way!"

"Perhaps this wasn't murder, but a curse and revenge! This is the most accurate answer we know!"

Hearing Oliver's words, Charlie asked, puzzled, "Revenge? Whose?"

"I don't know, it could be Irish, or it could be someone who's dead!" The police chief was no pushover; he had uncovered much more information, but that's precisely why he seemed even more nervous. "Are you sure you want to hear this?"

"Speak!" The two exchanged a glance and ultimately decided to listen.

It wasn't that they didn't want to leave, but on that very day, every single one of the councilors who left the city died!
Yes, these hundred-plus members of parliament are the ones who wanted to leave early!
They also knew perfectly well that none of the people who had sneaked out were in any danger, and some had even started using TikTok in Hawaii!
But those councilors who wanted to leave the city, along with their entire families, all became corpses.

The meaning behind this is crystal clear: those lurking supernatural monsters had no intention of letting them leave the city.

Just like Cú Chulainn said yesterday, this is a curse, a curse that no one can escape!
The two came here to find out whether these curses were indiscriminate killings or simply acts of revenge. They couldn't sit still until they figured it out!
“We studied the families, backgrounds, and histories of these legislators, and we’ve come up with a guess!” Director Oliver said softly, “It might be the curse of the dead.”

"The curse of the dead?" the two men repeated, continuing to look at Oliver, waiting for his explanation.

"It was like a drained member of parliament. The autopsy showed that he starved to death, and when we examined his family history, we found that his family sold and distributed food during the Victorian era."

"The edema-stricken member of parliament was found to have drowned. His family also started in the Victorian era by retrieving corpses from the water."

Upon hearing this, Sunak was still somewhat bewildered, but King Charles had already understood.

He knew perfectly well what the Victorian era was. For kings and nobles, it was the truly glorious period of the British Empire. They crushed the Qing Dynasty in the east, suppressed the Americas in the west, occupied Africa in the south, and enjoyed immense prestige throughout the world.

That was the true "sun never sets" time.

However, in order to create this glorious empire on which the sun never sets, their domestic workers and farmers are being subjected to mad oppression.

These nobles were the oppressors; they sold and distributed grain, clearly enriching themselves, so many people couldn't afford to eat and starved to death.

The violent individuals who retrieved bodies from the Thames, without a doubt, followed the practices of English gentlemen, and were simply seeking out "drowning victims" because they were running out of corpses.

The king stared at the bureau chief. "So you mean... this is a group of revenge seekers?"

“I’m afraid so, Your Majesty!” Oliver said, wiping his sweat. “Because it’s not just them, but all the dead serve as examples!”

"The descendants of factory owners died from overwork or lack of sleep, the descendants of chimney merchants died from suffocation by soot, and the descendants of pirates died from sepsis..."

The fear in the bureau chief's eyes was unmistakable. "This is their revenge! This is retribution! This is the final act of revenge against Great Britain by the Victorian-era avengers!"

(End of this chapter)