From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 66 Sacrifice in Desperate Circumstances
"Wow, as expected of Americans! The revenue from this live stream is almost comparable to the miracle in the small town before!" Bai Yang exclaimed in amazement as he looked at the soaring revenue.

Although the town only has a few thousand people, they are all eyewitnesses, people who have faced the "devil" or the "angel". The power of their wishes is basically the limit of what an individual can give at any given time.

The viewers of these live streams can only contribute one-tenth or even less of their total wish power.

After all, this is just a form of entertainment, and not many people will take it seriously.

In this age of entertainment to the death, who really takes these things seriously?

Scripts and stories are the norm.

But Bai Yang was surprised to find that although most people did not take it seriously, there were indeed some people who believed it, and believed it without a doubt!

Only this level of belief can generate quantifiable willpower.

“Your Majesty, more than 80% of the population in this country are believers, so when they see the Knights of God, they are more willing to believe it!” Alvin said.

Bai Yang nodded slightly, "How can we let them down? This time, let's test the waters and use this island to demonstrate the existence of Hell!"

This time, he's going to pull off something big to calm down those who still harbor blasphemy and desires!

At the same time, it can also provide some soul resources for the "central hub" around him. This move is a triple win, a huge victory!
Bai Yang clapped his hands, summoning the seemingly invisible "central hub" to emerge, and thus they entered Rikers Island.

The "Central Hub," hooded and shaped by a full twenty points of divine power, will dominate the climax of this event!

……

Meanwhile, on Rikers Island, Jeff, perched on the roof, cautiously hid behind the parapet, peering at the scene before him!
“My God, I swear on my grandmother, this is the most thrilling moment of my life!” Jeff whispered, looking at the scene before him, feeling as if he had wasted his entire life!

Knights and demons clash amidst a hail of bullets!

With a simple impact, they produced a metallic clang; with a casual wave of their hand, they caused the incredibly sturdy prison walls to collapse.

The bullets fired by the prison guards hit the demon without even causing a ripple, but the demon's counterattack threw an armored vehicle out of the prison and into the nearby East River!
"Splash!" The loud sound of water even caused the neighboring LaGuardia Airport to shine searchlights over to check the situation.

The prison wall that was incidentally destroyed became the only remaining trace of this feat.

But this did not mean that Remus had the upper hand. On the contrary, he did not achieve better results. Instead, he felt pain and exhaustion under the attack of armored vehicles and machine guns.

Superhumans aren't truly invincible; Remus already knew this when he was being attacked by a sniper rifle.

So when fighting the "knight" in front of him, Remus always faced the group of prison guards in order to prevent them from attacking him.

If it were just these humans, he would let them know the cruelty of the devil, but with a "knight" standing in front of him, he can only take the hits from those bullets!
The prison guards reacted decisively. After realizing that the knight in front of them should be one of their comrades, they promptly opened fire on the demon!

In their culture and legends, demons are of course extremely evil, and the recent death of the warden just proves this point.

Although many people with a conscience feel that this devilish man did the right thing, it is no exaggeration to call someone who creates crises, seizes soldiers' compensation, and even deliberately causes casualties and profits from them, "scum" is not an exaggeration.

But as human beings, they have a relatively high sense of identity, especially when they fight against this demon from hell under the leadership of the "messenger of God" without any psychological burden.

Therefore, with the tacit cooperation of these prison guards, a large number of bullets were poured towards Remus.

The demonic form blocked most of the bullets, causing him considerable pain, but none of them penetrated his skin.

Remus frowned, sensing something ominous, because this attack gave him no time to rest or catch his breath!

It was certainly a small thing, but while he couldn't rest, Leon rested and recovered his strength on the side.

This made Remus somewhat worried. He waved his hand, and a terrifying flame surged up, trying to block the bullets.

But at that very moment, Leon, in his knight form, arrived once again!

The two clashed once again, and the evenly matched battle was broken by this tiny difference in strength!

"Boom!" Leon slammed Remus to the ground, eliciting cheers from the crowd!

This time, light triumphed over darkness, and justice triumphed over evil!
"This script is more like it!"

"Where did Jeff find these special effects actors? They're awesome!" "I don't care, I don't care, this demon is the coolest! How much is the suit? I'll buy it!"

People in the live stream were still shouting, while many more hoped Jeff would hurry down to the venue to see how the performance was going—it was just too similar!

But Jeff himself just clung to the wall, trembling: "My God! Thank goodness they won. If the demons had won, would I have become a sacrifice number on a parchment?"

He thought of certain scenes in movies and felt that they were incredibly similar to the situation before him. If the demons won, wouldn't they have to sacrifice the whole place and then summon more demons?
Coincidentally, Remus thought the same thing.

But as a demon, his thoughts were clearly more extreme.

After being overwhelmed by the Knight of Light, a look of despair appeared on Remus's face.

This powerful knight seemed to have found a way to defeat him, and the spear of light pierced one hole after another in his body!
He tried to stand up, but lost the strength in his hands and feet amidst a hail of bullets.

He wanted to transform into a mist wolf, but the light spear within his body hindered his power release, preventing him from escaping.

In a battle of this caliber, even the slightest mistake could cost him his life!

"Am I going to die?" Remus looked at the knight in front of him, feeling the pain of his body being torn apart, and asked himself softly.

At that moment, Remus thought of his wife, who had signed away all his assets. She had once visited Remus at the hospital, left with a disdainful look, and then left.
He thought of the indifferent people he encountered on his journey to seek help; they showed no respect for him, a veteran, only disgust and resistance.

He also thought of the culprits who had led him to this state: the greedy employees of the Department of Veterans Affairs, the capitalists of the insurance companies, and guys like Angel Boda who sold out soldiers' interests for money!
"No, I can't die!" Remus shook his head violently. His mission wasn't finished yet; how could he die so easily? "I still have to punish those people; I want revenge!"

"I am the blade hanging over their heads, I am Baphomet's messenger! I am the inheritor of the devil!"

This terrifying desire surged within his body, causing Leon, who had been pressing down on him, to be blasted away by the raging black flames.

"I can't die here... I haven't made those people get the punishment they deserve! I haven't made that bitch regret ever being born, and I haven't made this country regret it because of me!"

"They will regret not treating me well, they will regret not being kind to me!"

"I want them to regret it for the rest of their lives. I want these people to live in fear!"

Remus spoke loudly, as if he were talking to someone else, but also as if he were only talking to himself.

"What are you mumbling about?" The guards heard the words but couldn't make them out, so they opened fire again, "Bury him! Quickly!"

The torrent of bullets completely buried Remus, but this time, he did not resist or fight back.

Instead, the demon spread his arms and wings, welcoming the barrage of bullets, and knelt in the square, uttering his voice.

It was a leisurely sound, as if everyone could hear it:

Baphomet! I call your true name to the abyss!
Please tear down the veil of reality and heed the vows of this humiliated person—

Grant me eyes that see into the darkness.
See through the maggots wriggling beneath human skin!
Grant me the silent fire that burns away hypocrisy.

Turn the thief's bones and blood into silent ashes!
Let those villains who plunder the flesh and blood of veterans...

To witness one's own disintegration in silence;

Let that authority that feeds on lies,
May they wail eternally in the fires of your judgment!
Today I offer the souls of the betrayers as lamp oil.
May the fires of the abyss consume this filthy land.

Only the undying echoes of the contract and iron will remain!

After he finished speaking, the world, which had been dimly lit, suddenly became even darker—a true, indescribable darkness!

The bullets that were shooting at him suddenly stopped, as if they hit an invisible barrier, and then fell to the ground with a "clinking" sound.

Beneath him, an inverted pentagram composed of black flames and red light was slowly outlined!
A voice, seemingly fallen from the depths of hell, resounded in the ears of everyone present: "The contract is complete!"

For some reason, even as Leon held the spear of light, he felt as if some gaze was fixed on him, lingering there for a long time…

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