From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 53 The Demon Is Undying
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!” Will shouted, slumping to the ground, yellow urine flowing from his empty trouser legs.

He felt no pain, only saw the flames burning, but this lack of pain was more terrifying than actual pain.

His leg was still burning in front of him, and the flames seemed to burn even brighter because of his fat!
This kind of fear is the most terrifying; he can see his own body burning, but he can do nothing but watch.

He didn't know there were police outside, he didn't know the police were watching the surveillance cameras, he only knew that he was being targeted by a "devil," and he had no other recourse but to do as he was told.

The "revenge" he had just thought of naturally became a pipe dream. If he were to hire someone to take revenge on such a "monster," he would truly be asking for trouble.

Therefore, Wel had no choice but to tell the story of what he had done, bit by bit.

“I embezzled veterans’ pensions, took their retirement money directly, and used their identities to obtain addictive drugs, then sold them to them under different names!”

Will said, but when he saw the man whose eyes seemed to flash with fire, he quickly defended himself, "I actually wanted to give it to them too, but I couldn't!"

"It's not just me taking it! People at headquarters are taking it, everyone who handles the money at every stage of the distribution chain is taking it, the top-level councilors are taking it, and the lower-level clerks are also getting their hands on it—except for the actual veterans, everyone else is part of this chain of interests!"

“If I don’t take it, Commissioner Smith will take it; if Commissioner Smith doesn’t take it, Congressman John will!”

He stared at the strange man and finally argued, "If you don't take it and I don't take it, I can't even stay in this position, so it's really not my fault..."

This seemingly reasonable argument, however, did not sway Remus in the slightest.

"What do you mean, if you don't take it, I don't take it? Does that mean the whole chain is full of bad people and there are no good people? How did I get my first and second pension payments? And after you came here, I couldn't even get medical assistance?"

Upon hearing this, Weir broke out in a cold sweat!

He knew why, of course, because although his ex also took money, he didn't take much; he only took a small amount occasionally.

However, when he came here, in order to pay off his gambling debts and to make a comeback in the stock market, he chose to embezzle this huge sum of money.

After going undetected and unchecked, he became increasingly reckless, colluding with his superiors and subordinates to amass almost all the money!

He believed his plan was flawless, but when faced with veterans from the Manhattan area, he had no say in the matter.

No matter how eloquently he speaks, the facts are undeniable: they simply didn't receive the money, that's all.

Sure enough, Remus had already reached for Will's other leg, which shocked him even more. He cried out, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's my fault. I misappropriated the money, but I meant to pay it back after the stock market was over. I can make it back, really, believe me! My stocks are about to double..."

Then, he saw that his stock page on the computer on the desk next to him was all red, and his face turned pale. "Don't be like this, we can talk about other things, can't we?"

"Stop! We have so much more to talk about, there's no need to rush... really!"

"For example, I know many people who have taken money from me, and you might also like to know their names?"

Hearing this, Remus stopped what he was doing and looked at Will. "Continue!"

Based on his performance just now, no one will doubt his choice. The names that Weil mentioned will inevitably become this man's next targets!
This made the people in the conference room inexplicably nervous. Would this guy also reveal their names?

Isn't this equivalent to being added to a superhuman's revenge list?
"Chief, our snipers are in position!" Just then, Chief Stephen, who was watching the monitor, heard the first good news he had received that day!

This is, after all, Manhattan, New York, the largest city in the United States, and also the city with the most complete facilities and manpower.

To withstand various crises, their police force, the NYPD, possesses formidable combat capabilities. Their standby tactical snipers are a testament to this strength; their special operations units were already in place almost immediately after the emergency notification was issued!
Therefore, Stephen nodded slightly. "I know, can the sniper see the target?"

"Sure, there's an apartment building right across from the Veterans Affairs Department. You can see the target from the fourth and fifth floors!"

Then, the veteran detective, who was in command on the front lines, exclaimed, "Oh my God! What am I seeing? He's setting fire to nothing?"

In the scene before Stephen, you can see that although Remus is listening to Weir's story, the black flames burning on his fingers are so clear and vivid!
“Yes, he is a special criminal. Are you confident you can take him down?” Stephen asked.

The detective didn't speak, but the sniper picked up the channel, "Of course, sir! No carbon-based life form could survive a 12.7mm sniper bullet!"

"Then open fire and kill him first!" Stephen said decisively.

The sniper, chewing gum, narrowed his eyes slightly. "I hope my leave lasts a little longer, sir!"

"Bang!" The bullet left the barrel with a sound like an explosion, passing through the street and arriving in front of Remus in the blink of an eye.

He stared at the bullet and realized that he actually had a 0.1-second reaction time to dodge it.

Of course, once he starts thinking about this, he can't escape it!
"Thump!" Remus's body was carried away by the enormous force and crashed to the ground.

The sniper quietly holstered his rifle. "Sorry, you may look strong, but my bullets are stronger! Sir, mission accomplished!"

Chief Stephen was delighted. "Detective, you're an excellent sniper! Perhaps we can..."

Their joy didn't last until Stephen finished speaking. In the scene before them, as Will dragged his body to check if the man was truly dead, the man suddenly stood up again.

Remus stood up from the ground, and everyone could see that a large chunk of his head seemed to be missing, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

“It’s so painful, and there’s a sniper!” Remus said, picking up a piece of his head that had been shot off from the ground and piecing it back onto his body.

Some black flames ignited on his head, merging the fallen debris together.

A little over a minute later, he finished assembling his body and turned his gaze to the camera next to him.

"Humans can't kill demons, don't even think about it!" Remus said, facing the camera in front of him seriously. "I know you're watching me from there, and I know you gave the order to kill me, but I don't care!"

"The human Remus is dead. The one who lives now is Remus O'Connor, the demon messenger, an avenger who loves judgment!"

"Those guys who took the money that veterans were entitled to should be put on trial! If Heaven won't come, then we'll come to Hell!"

"I don't care about you, and I hope you won't bother me either, otherwise I'll retaliate next time I'm attacked!"

"Although I won't die, this kind of attack really hurts. Please don't let it happen again, okay?"

He stared calmly at the camera in front of him, uttering words that sent chills down their spines: "And our Chief is the first stop on the trial!"

He snapped his fingers, and Will, who was already terrified, had his limbs, body, and head separated once again, each burning in black flames.

For some reason, these pure black flames reminded Chief Stephen of the convict flames he had seen in the video from the Garden Church—both were for judging sin, and seemed to be no different.
(End of this chapter)