From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 436 The Trial of Choosing a King
"The souls of the greedy are destined to be collected, so why can't it be me?"

These are the rules set by Bai Yang regarding the King Selection Trial.

The immense power of the Commonwealth nations around the world allowed the Celtic pantheon to take root and flourish in this land, and also made more people aware of everything about this place. As a result, more than 300 million "chosen ones" set foot on the land of Great Britain.

These people were not truly "randomly" selected, but rather a series of people chosen by Bai Yang using the quantum judgment ability of the central nervous system and through the mouth of "Merlin".

Of course, his real choice was only one hundred people; the rest were all left to the Windsor family and the remaining British civil servants as a reward for their quick surrender.

He was not a demon after all, and did not want to completely destroy the country. He only wanted to create a pantheon and guide the extraordinary. Therefore, strengthening the country's administrative system was a deliberate act.

Great Britain cannot afford to collapse; he is waiting for a new king to ascend the throne and recreate the British golden age!
These Commonwealth countries are natural mouthpieces for propaganda and the future bastion of faith for the Celtic pantheon!

The large Irish population represents a significant force. Even if they cannot rival Christianity, they should be comparable to other denominations. This is the force that Bai Yang is focusing on.

On the streets of London, a group of people dressed in simple robes once again raised their signs, but this time it was not a march, but a missionary work!

"The Druids welcome you to join. Every life that believes in nature and the cycle of life can join the Druids and become a believer in the elements of nature and the Celtic gods!"

It must be said that these people chose the perfect time. Even without any extraordinary beings around them, the appearance of the Celtic God would still cause many people to join this sect involuntarily.

However, these people are not true Druids, but rather a group of former "environmentalists" who have converted into religious followers.

These money-grubbing lunatics, seeing that their environmental protection business was failing, turned around and started a "faith propagation" business, and along the way, they actually attracted quite a few people.

After all, there is not much hope on this land now, and this sect is already considered a rare "sane" one.

"However, since you're using the name of the Druids, don't blame me for using Druidic behavior to regulate you!" Looking at these so-called "greedy ones" at the top of the believers, Bai Yang flicked his fingers with a cold smile.

The next second, an oak tree had grown into their headquarters, and those who pretended to believe, along with the oak tree, became sculptures and fertilizer under the tree.

In just a few breaths, the headquarters of the entire "Druid Church" was reduced to less than 20 people.

The twenty people stared in disbelief at the complete death of everyone from the cult leader to the believers. Overwhelmed by fear, they lost all strength and collapsed to the ground, unable to even run away.

"If you want to use the gods, you should think about how the real gods would deal with the false believers!" Bai Yang said indifferently, watching these people timidly staring at the oak tree in front of them, but he also saw that there were bold believers who chose to chant the names of the spirit of nature and the earth mother Danu, hoping to connect with the gods.

That's just how humans are. As long as you don't kill them completely, they'll find a way out on their own!
Bai Yang nodded approvingly. It wouldn't be long before these people would transform into true believers, becoming connectors between nature and divinity, which could be considered a very special kind of extraordinary balance.

The biggest difference between Druids and other sects is that they are not people who are keen on expansion and aggression, but a very special kind of apostle who is close to nature. This can be regarded as a backup plan that Bai Yang has prepared for the upcoming extraordinary war.

The believer who had been praying first raised his hand amidst the astonished gazes of those around him. In his hand was an oak branch, and at the top of the branch, a small white flower slowly bloomed!

Their belief in nature was answered!
"Very good, the druids' power now has a source. It's time for the chosen ones to face their trials!" Bai Yang clapped his hands, his expression surprisingly urgent under the sky.

Therefore, as the world's attention focused on London and everyone slowly settled down in the city, the phantom of a giant Tree of Life slowly appeared in the sky above the Thames.

The BBC's footage captured both the silhouette and the elderly man beneath it, spreading the news of this place around the world.
"The gods are delighted that their faith has returned to Britain, and the spirit of the Druids has been revived in this vast land!"

"The curse upon the earth has also ceased here. The sun god Rug answered my request, confining the catastrophe that should have destroyed this continent to the Thames!"

"Now, the undead have appeared. Chosen Ones, take up your swords and kill one of these undead spirits. Use its bones as the key to unlock the second trial!"

Merlin slowly withdrew, but as he spoke, the phantom of the Tree of Life in the sky once again violently descended, draining the Thames River dry in mid-air and exposing the riverbed beneath. At that very moment, everyone saw what lay beneath the river!

The Thames is a river that flowed before London was even established, and it is the most familiar river to everyone in the entire British Empire. Even the kings of England in the earliest royal era had seen this river.

But today, as the river waters dissipated under the power of the gods, these people finally saw the bottom of the river for the first time!

It was this initial attention that allowed all viewers to clearly see that terrifying scene!
The bottom of the Thames was densely packed with countless "people," standing one after another, blocking the entire river channel.

The dozen or so "people" in the very front row are the clearest in the shot.

Their bodies were emaciated, their figures hunched, their skin dark, their eyes glowing red, and their hands and feet were strangely twisted. It is perhaps the most accurate description of them to be neither human nor inhuman!

This is no "person" at all; it is clearly a humanoid ghost, or what you would call an immortal spirit!
"The first trial is a test of courage! Those who wish to participate in the royal selection can go into the river on their own, and the spirits of nature will help you complete one-on-one duels—of course, you can also choose to fight against multiple opponents. Note that courage is the first quality necessary to become a king!"

Merlin's voice rang out in the air, and those who had come with great enthusiasm and high spirits to participate in the King Selection Trial suddenly fell silent!

Many people were not prepared to go through the trial at all. They even thought that the trial was just a matter of being selected by the holly wand and then pulling out the sword in the stone!

Who could have known that the first trial would involve fighting a monster that resembled an undead?

"Singh, didn't you say you wanted to be the first trial participant?" Among the trial participants from the Indian region, someone had already pushed out a chubby man.

Without hesitation, the man ran back, saying, "I'm not going! I'm here to participate in the trial, not to die! I now suspect the English have ulterior motives and want us to be sacrifices!"

"They must know that the curse requires killing many people, and that if we die, they won't have to die!"

This statement is actually quite malicious, but in such a terrifying environment, it is actually considered relatively normal.

Many more people have even started turning around and running away!
Everyone thought this trial was just a lottery, but who would have thought it would turn into a terrifying combat test?

The first battle is against the dead? Or terrifying undead?

Let whoever wants to go go, they're not going anyway!

They ran away because they were afraid that if no one went to help them, they would be conscripted by the superhumans and die unjustly.

Of the three million trial participants who came here, more than one million were eliminated in the first round of fear alone. Many more chose to wait and see, wanting to see if anyone would dare to be the first in the world!

"As a king, how can you lead your country to victory if you lack courage?" Angus, who had been watching closely, commented calmly. "Caroline, who do you think will be the first?"

Beside him, Saintess Caroline wrinkled her nose. "They must be from America; they have more courage! But teacher, these undead are so pitiful. I can't sense any killing intent in them, only an inescapable resentment!"

Angus nodded. "Yes, because they weren't haters of death, but innocent victims who died unjustly. It's normal that you can sense that!"

"But this pantheon is also using faith to wash away the resentment on them, which is quite interesting... So the unfortunate can actually be saved in this way?"

The acting pope seemed to have found a very special way. "Caroline, after this trial is over, you can go to London and learn about this method. Perhaps the precepts of our penitent priests, cleansing nuns, and redeeming bishops lie within it!"

“Yes, teacher!” The girl nodded gently, her eyes filled with pity as she looked at the dead.

(End of this chapter)