From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 449 The Druid's Scales
If Edwin's answer was a well-thought-out conclusion to his life, then Livia's answer was a pure and final response.

This almost fateful beginning and ending is enough to make many people think deeply, but it is still not the end.

The remaining less than seven hundred trial participants arrived at the new trial grounds almost without stopping. Here, they saw countless acorns hanging from the sky and words from an unknown deity.

"Wear the acorn and you're selected!"

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed somewhat suspicious. With so many people, the selection process was already over? So fast?

Some people suddenly realized, "We've only passed the preliminary selection; ultimately, we still have to go to Buckingham Palace to draw the sword!"

This statement actually garnered the agreement of many people, who still wanted to draw their swords and choose the ultimate king; this was just the beginning.

So everyone stepped forward and took the acorn in their hands.

Then, everyone was stunned.

The scene shifts again, and although these people are clearly in a virtual space, they still enter a special space where they become individuals once more.

They all stood in Buckingham Palace, surrounded by countless onlookers, and came to the large rock, grasping the sword on it!

The next second, the sword was drawn, and the one who drew it became the new king in front of everyone. Applause rang out, flowers bloomed, and power and wealth followed.

Everyone was smiling, welcoming this grand ceremony.

However, to outsiders, this scene appears even more surreal—because they see the exact same scene in everyone's picture.

The wise quickly understood, "This is still a test, only before it was about examining one's heart, and now it's about observing one's words and actions!"

"They have now become kings, and we will probably soon see their true nature!"

All the viewers felt a chill run down their spines as they saw the separate screens, and even more than 700 live streams on one platform, each broadcasting the life of a trial participant.

This kind of unique interrogation stemming from human nature, the process of almost putting you under a magnifying glass and dissecting you bit by bit, is enough to make everyone's heart tremble!
In particular, in that accelerated evolution of "life," some people have already revealed their true nature.

Power is the most corrupting force. For example, a man who looks like an ascetic began his journey of desire less than a week after becoming king and acquiring the power of King Arthur!

He began to use the power in his hands to turn the pain and resentment he had suffered into the pain of others. The combination of violence and power allowed him to experience the pleasure of "brutality" for the first time.

As a result, the situation became increasingly uncontrollable, and his images took on a peculiar blood-red hue!

The scene ends when he stands before his people, holding the sword in the stone and a pure gold scepter, watching them all kneel on the ground.

The man, too, awoke from that dreamlike future and looked at his "fellow travelers" who were still lost in their illusions, a look of despair flashing in his eyes.

"So, this is the end? I've been eliminated, haven't I?" He thought about it and it made sense. In that dream of becoming king, he did almost nothing human, enjoying everything he could, but he didn't do anything serious. He relied almost entirely on his brutality to instill fear.

But a ferocious glint still crossed his face. "So what? I am the king! I should enjoy all of this! No, I must make them fail too!"

The man was clearly unwilling to give up and wanted to take action. He wanted to do it again, after all, that kind of life was just too great. He felt that if he could do it again, he would definitely do better!
So he moved, quickly walked to the other person's side, and prepared to wake him up.

But as he approached, he suddenly realized something and whispered, "They're all undergoing trials, which means they're in a dream. If I kill them, will I become the only one left?"

When he said those words, his eyes were filled with a ferocious desire and greed, which startled everyone who was still a fan of his!
"Why? He was such a hardworking and gentle person, why has he turned into such a monster?"

A barrage of comments popped up; they were from his fans, asking questions filled with confusion.

"Because power alienates people, turning them into monsters!" "Ultimately, it's his inner imbalance that fueled his greed!"

Greed is the most deadly thing!

Following that comment, someone else's explanation appeared: after enjoying the benefits of power, this man had been completely corrupted.

The next second, just as he was about to make his move, the acorn in his hand was crushed. The once full fruit was now just an empty shell, completely pulverized in his hand.

The man then realized, in a daze, that he was still holding the acorn in his hand.

"Ha! This fruit can let me experience that feeling again? I understand!"

He looked at the acorns hanging from the sky and wanted to take another one, but he found that he had become unable to walk.

The man looked down at his own body, which, like the shattered acorn, had been completely reduced to dust...

"The acorn wasn't an experience, it was myself..."

His final words became his death knell in this world, and showed everyone the consequences of trying to use underhanded tactics.

Not only him, but as the scene ended, these trial participants also revealed their ugly side within the illusion of power:
Some lose themselves in the killing, some lose themselves in money, some are overwhelmed by family problems, some lose themselves in the world's design, and some become playthings of other countries in the endless trap of lust...

In that very short period of time, they all lived out their lives and became pathetic failures.

Not all of these people died. Apart from those who were truly blinded by greed and died by their own hand, the rest of them stared at the empty acorn in their hands, speechless.

Of course, besides them, there are also outstanding individuals among the remaining people.

Some people, amidst endless power, achieved self-restraint, not only fulfilling their promises to rule and transform this country, but also successfully spreading the Celtic faith throughout the world.
Some people, through their ability to spread the word, have fulfilled their expectations for peace and their responsibility to the people, truly enabling them to live in happiness;

Others sacrificed themselves for the future of the country, truly becoming the faith and symbol of the nation!
They were all men fit to be kings, and their achievements even inspired the British people to aspire to be like them! If there were such good kings, they would surely be even happier!
These people, when added together, still number quite a few, more than a hundred.

Among them, Edwin and Broly performed relatively well. One of them fulfilled his promise to make ordinary people live better lives, while the other was a complete replica of King Arthur. Relying on his own strength, he built an army, challenged Europe, and established a new "Great Britain"!
As for the girl named Livia, she was neither good nor bad, since she was only promoting agriculture and ensuring people had enough to eat.

They awoke, and amidst the envious gazes of everyone, they picked up the acorns in their hands. The acorns, which should have been brownish-gray, had transformed into vibrant green jade fruits, gleaming in their hands.

Before them, an old man slowly appeared and bowed gently: "Congratulations everyone, you have completed the Druid's Scales of the Heart test. Now, everyone who has obtained the Emerald Fruit can use it to exchange for a dose of Mistletoe Elixir of Immortality!"

"The elixir of immortality can make you share the same origin as the Tree of Life. As long as the Tree of Life does not wither, you will never die!"

"This is the reward you received for fulfilling your promise!"

Upon hearing this, almost everyone's heart skipped a beat. After all, they could regard money as dirt and power as worthless, but what did these things matter in the face of immortality?

Many people may know that this is the beginning of another test, but who says that a test isn't real?

Can a throne buy eternal life?

Those who are interested are more concerned about what the other party just said: "What is the 'Druid's Heart Scale'? Does it refer to the Druids' weighing of the heart, or rather, the human heart?"

This is truly... a difficult choice!

(End of this chapter)