From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 473 Go to another world, go to where we are needed.

As the archangel named "Mikhail" appeared in the skies above the entire Kingdom of Rus, Christian clergy throughout the world learned of this event.

They also learned of the ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness of the Patriarch, and of how more than 20,000 clergy were instantly wiped out under his orders!

They also learned about the Vatican's invitation.

It turns out that in another world, there is another Europe, which, like their world, belongs to a parallel world, but without the Lord's glory shining down upon it.

None of them mentioned the potential benefits of going to that world, nor did anyone intend to, because they all knew that those who wanted to gain those benefits would not pass the selection process.

They simply told these people that the world was in trouble and needed help—that's how the truly selfless are selected!
And so, those who truly possess great love set out!

The world is never short of people who dedicate everything to faith and love, and the Vatican is no exception.

America, Alaska.

Inside the church, amidst the snow and ice, a middle-aged man with a resolute face gently locked the door to the prayer room.

Before him, an old man was still trying to persuade him: "Damon, if you leave, our community will be without a priest..."

Damon chuckled. "Don't worry, I've already applied to the parish. After I leave, the parish will send a new priest here—please hand over the keys to him for me then, okay?"

He slapped the keys into the old man's hand, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and walked into the heavy snow.

The old man, holding the keys, watched his retreating figure, looking puzzled: "You didn't go to the Vatican's selection of novice monks, so why are you going this time?"

Damon's voice sounded distant, "Because before, I thought the community was clean and didn't need the help of the disciplined, but this time, someone needs help!"

"The Lord tells us that if someone needs help, then we should go and help them!"

His figure disappeared in the heavy snow, but will live on forever in the old man's heart.

São Paulo, Brazil.

“Bishop Glenn, our land of faith is being eroded by those Mayans. Why don’t you choose to stay and help us, instead of helping that insignificant world?”

Inside St. Paul's Cathedral, the elderly bishop looked helpless as he listened to the words of the priest beside him.

“Are we under threat here?” Bishop Glenn countered.

The young priest shook his head. "Of course not. His Holiness Jesus and their God have an agreement that our struggle for faith will stop at normal competition!"

"Isn't that it? I'm old, and I don't have much use in this kind of modern competition, so I might as well go to that other world and make some use of myself!"

Bishop Glenn appeared remarkably calm. "You are still young and haven't experienced war, but I have. I know how terrible and terrifying war is..."

"Our world will have far fewer wars, but that world still has the ignorance, indifference, and war of the Middle Ages, and I hope to go and help them!"

The elderly bishop's eyes were almost entirely filled with light, a light so intense that it made the priest before him appear somewhat helpless. "We live in a peaceful era, child! Although things don't always go as planned, it's truly peaceful compared to war!"

“Since the Lord’s messenger has come to us, we should go and help them!”

The old man boarded a taxi to the airport, leaving behind a group of clergy and many more believers looking back.

Madrid, Spain.

"Gwyneth, you are just a nun, you have no reason to go!"

Looking at the young girl's youthful face, the elderly nun felt a pang of heartache. "You're a good child. You deserve a better life. You've only just recovered from your illness. Don't rush off like this!"

“I know, Mother!” Gwyneth smiled brightly and cheerfully. “I am an orphan. You and the church adopted me, so I want to repay you!”

"Our church doesn't need my help, so I'll just go help somewhere else, won't that be better?"

“But… that world is a terrifying world! I heard there’s the Black Death there!” The old nun said with some concern. “You were exhausted from taking care of those wounded people the other day, why are you pushing yourself so hard?” “No, not at all, Mother!” the girl smiled happily. “I’m doing something that makes me happy, and that’s enough!”

“I am helping others, just as you helped me before! That world is the Middle Ages, and they certainly don’t have much modern medical knowledge. There’s a lot I can do to help them!”

The girl's back view appeared so tall and pure.

She is doing what every devout person should do, and is striving to achieve her goal.

"Go to another world, go to where we are needed! Go help everyone who needs help!" These words, spoken by Pope Mario, have been put into practice by many people around the world!
The backs of these people were captured by local media, becoming a special record and a way to publicize their story.

Everyone knows that the world they are going to is full of demons and cultists, a real dark war-torn land!

Although the world is cold and dark, the voluntary journey and sacrifice of this group of people is the time when humanity's stars shine!

……

Alvin, who came from the neighboring world, witnessed this scene. "Your Majesty, did you stir up such a huge storm just to let them know about the existence of another world and the grandeur of Christianity?"

He could feel the endless power of will flowing in the air, and he could also feel a special sensation brought to him by this flowing power of will, which was a sign that the new power of will had been intensified again.

The population of this planet is so enormous that just when they think their willpower has been completely drained, they always find that there is still new willpower to be gained.

But this is still not a reason for Bai Yang to stir up this huge storm again. It's neither necessary nor necessary, unless His Majesty the Creator has some new plans.

"The most important thing about this matter has never been about acquiring wish power and letting the whole world know, but about shaping the future scenario!" Bai Yang said softly.

His eyes were filled with the immense flow of information in this world, and with it something even larger: the reflection of world consciousness!
"If the whole world knows, then the world will know—and if the world knows, then this matter can go from being unreal to being real, from nothing to something!"

Bai Yang clapped his hands, and the world before him transformed into a stream of light. "And this time, I will ensure that the knowledge of all realms, along with this event, is etched into everyone's memory!"

Previously, he used his unique understanding of the world consciousness to create the World Tree and the Nine Realms, and with this understanding, he began the grand drama belonging to the extraordinary gods.

Alvin then realized, "Yes, the knowledge of the myriad worlds and other realms was only circulating among the higher levels of Earth; they had no intention of sharing it with the lower levels!"

In fact, information from all realms has been circulating for a long time, but it mainly circulates among the high-level officials of various countries. As for the common people, almost no useful information has been transmitted.

This naturally displeased Bai Yang. If the information couldn't get out and there was no dissemination, how could he possibly complete his plan?
Therefore, this time it was just a coincidence.

From this day forward, the whole world will know that there is more than one world, and that countless worlds exist under God's rule.

Given this unique premise, it will inevitably have a subtle influence on the world's will and shape those worlds.

This will save Bai Yang a lot of time, and those future worlds will eventually transform from their original "fiction" into reality.

“I understand, Your Majesty. The creation of these worlds is also part of the plan!” Alvin understood instantly. “I will have the central authorities record this.”

"Besides, this expedition is also a good test and experiment. Humans are always ambitious, and their ambitions often expand under such circumstances!"

Looking at the world before him, Bai Yang said lightly, "This world is almost too much for them to mess around with. Once they have the experience of going out, they will definitely want to go out again!"

This plan was also part of his expedition plan.

If these people on Earth were truly all extraordinary, they would probably turn this planet upside down, so he needs to find a way out for them.

The previous New World of the Dana Gods was like this, and the current medieval world is naturally the same. There are still nearly a hundred billion "souls" on this planet, which are all resources for the future, and Bai Yang has never intended to give them up.

"Give me time, just a little more time, and I can conquer the Dylan Continent in one fell swoop!"

A rare fervor flashed in Bai Yang's eyes, the same fervor he had when he first came to this world—the fervor of being alone yet still able to scheme against the world and ultimately elevate himself to the pinnacle!

"Then, we can explore the true mysteries of the Creator..."

(End of this chapter)