From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 437 Trial of Courage, a Kind of Resource

"Your Majesty, did you do this on purpose?" Alvin asked urgently, seeing the "undead" filled with resentment. "This is impossible to succeed. The living cannot fight against the dead. They do not have supernatural powers!"

Although these undead are merely special "creatures" created by Bai Yang through his willpower, the souls within them are indeed those Victorian-era souls that Bai Yang extracted from the higher-dimensional information flow.

The things that fill their souls most are hunger and pain, and the greatest desire that arises from this is hatred!

Therefore, Bai Yang had no choice but to place them here as "humanoid puppets" instead of sending them into his new world as wish-power production machines.

Because the power of his will is not enough to cleanse so many souls, he has to leave it for now.

After accumulating the power of wishes here, Bai Yang was supposed to cleanse these souls, using them as backup hidden souls for the next series of plans.

This time, however, Bai Yang used a different method. Instead of expending his willpower to cleanse the resentment of these souls, he vented his resentment and used it to build bodies for them!

"Keep reading, Alvin! Don't be impatient!" Bai Yang didn't explain, but told him to keep reading.

Dissolving resentment may be a long process, or it may only take a moment!
Just as Caroline had predicted, the first to step forward was indeed America, an Irish-American of mixed Irish, West African, and South American descent, a contestant who looked more like a Black man. She took the lead, jumped into the river, and came to the group of monsters!
The next second, a withered monster emerged and stood before the first challenger. Around them, a fence resembling tree roots grew, serving as their arena.

The whole world is watching this battle, and they also want to use this method to test the other side's combat capabilities.

The next second, the dark-skinned trial participant pulled out a pistol from his pocket, skillfully loaded it, fired, and hit the other person in the forehead and chest.

The Mozambican shooting method: two shots to the chest and one to the head; even the gods would shake their heads in disbelief.

Then, the fence disintegrated, and the monster on the ground vanished, leaving only a black bone on the ground!
The trial participant stepped forward, picked up the bone, and proudly displayed his power to the world, etching his name and face into the hearts of people all over the world.

"So what if it's a monster? The reason humanity stands at the top of the world is because they are skilled at using tools! Isn't that right?" Bai Yang said with a light laugh. "Did you see that dead soul? Its resentment has dissipated!"

Alvin's eyes were filled with surprise and doubt. "It really is true. Fighting against humans can dissipate resentment? What kind of logic is that?"

"It's not fighting humans that dissipates resentment, but the spirit of victory that counteracts it!" Bai Yang said softly. Under the influence of his intermediate divine power, he saw these things more clearly. "The spirit of victory is the greatest will, and it is also the talent of the human race!"

He stopped explaining and continued watching, wondering how many people would be able to understand his design.
After this duel, the whole world was in an uproar. So, guns can be used too?

Many people gradually realized: Yes, Merlin didn't say it was impossible. Anything not prohibited by law is permissible. Isn't using a gun to confront a monster a form of courage?
Those who were still fleeing suddenly regretted their actions and wanted to return. Some even bought weapons from a nearby gun shop after only taking a few steps and jumped into the river.

Many others were inspired by the duel, took up their weapons, and stepped back into the battlefield.

Those who had already given up were the most impatient, and they jumped the most, which meant that many brave people who wanted to go down could only wait for the second round!
These people were incredibly arrogant, brandishing their weapons and showing off their strength, as if they could already see themselves winning.

Many people who didn't manage to get a spot are still lamenting that they were too slow.

Only those extraordinary individuals familiar with the workings of the gods could see this and sigh in dismay, "Foolish! They've already given up, yet they still dream of returning! Did they really think the gods were giving them a hint? This is a death warning!"

Almost all the superhumans had anticipated their deaths, and Bai Yang did not disappoint them.

As the tree root fence rose, everyone saw their opponents arrive. They calmly drew their weapons, ready to fire. But the sound of firing a gun when the trigger was pulled was the dull thud of an empty magazine!
In that instant, most people panicked!
They looked at the weapons in their hands with suspicion. The black man had done it, so why couldn't they? This couldn't be.

It was this suspicion that caused the group of trainees to lose their only chance to fight back. The undead monsters pounced on them, their black claws piercing through them and killing them instantly!

There were over a thousand people participating in this trial, so it was impossible for them all to receive attention.

But the shock of nearly a quarter of the trial participants dying in the blink of an eye still made all the onlookers gasp.

"Are the guns a trap?" someone said, but others saw that quite a few people had actually fired their guns!
"No, the guns aren't a trap! Some people can fire them, some can't—is this... punishment?" Someone who had been watching the trial closely suddenly said, "Many of those who couldn't fire were people who were about to give up, but came back after learning that the guns could be used!"

"Merlin said that the essence of this trial is courage... They lacked courage; they were cowardly, and that's why they failed the trial!"

This person immediately identified the problem and began to observe the remaining training grounds!

There are still more than a hundred trial grounds left. These trial participants have no firearms, but they are still fighting against the monsters in front of them with the weapons in their hands.

It is easy to see that strong people do not necessarily have an advantage and weak people do not necessarily have a disadvantage; rather, each has its own strengths and weaknesses.

Those who were physically weak but roared, even if they were only holding a wooden stick, were pressing down on the monster in front of them, while some strong people who were holding big swords and spears were defeated in fear!

"Yes, that's it! This is a test of courage. The courage of the one being tested is what matters. How can one become the King of Britain if one doesn't even have the courage to risk one's life?"

The analyst said somewhat excitedly, then continued to watch the people move in the direction he had predicted.

A brave man with a gun can knock down an enemy with the butt of his gun even if he finds he has no bullets, while a coward can have his throat easily torn open by the enemy even if he still has his weapon!
"Courage is the most crucial factor; nothing else matters!" the man shouted, but no one responded.
It was only then that he realized that the area around him was as quiet as a library, and that a BBC camera had been pointed at him without his noticing!
"Well said, sir! Your assessment of the battle's outcome is perfect!" the BBC reporter exclaimed excitedly beside him. "We'd like to hire you as our commentator for this episode, what do you think..."

"I'm not a casual person..."

"100,000 pounds per game!"

Give me the microphone!

The man quickly became a regular member, but the battle among the trial participants continued. Not everyone could analyze the situation, but everyone noticed the extremely high mortality rate of this trial and the rapid decomposition of corpses at the bottom of the river after death.

The sight of no remains made many people hesitate, but it also gave some people more courage to step into this battlefield that marked life and death!
"Your Majesty, the victorious souls have also dispelled their resentment!" Alvin's voice came again, but this time without surprise. "These victorious souls can be sent directly to Proxima Centauri to become human!"

"Not just them, but also those who die at their hands!" Bai Yang said. "This is truly killing two birds with one stone; whether they are alive or dead, they can all play a role!"

This was also Bai Yang's idea. What he couldn't do before, he could do now. Life and death were no longer major issues on this planet. As long as tens of millions of people didn't die at once, he could settle these souls properly.

At this moment, humanity is no longer just a "source of willpower" in his hands, but also a special consumable, a resource for his advancement!
Of course, resources must be managed carefully; indiscriminate killing is unacceptable. This trial is a good test!

(End of this chapter)