From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 70 This is faith, the devil!

Leon Ranchoche is his name, the Ranchoche family is his family, and the breakdown of his family began ten years ago with the disappearance of his brother, Scott Ranchoche!

The fact that the youngest son of the Rankoch family was taken away from within his own family without anyone knowing is a huge blow to the Mafia family.

That disappearance led to his mother's tragic death, his grandfather's premature death, and his father's failed attempt to seize power.

What followed was a series of power struggles, fratricide, and various other infighting within the Mafia.

It was because of this that the Rankoch family persisted for ten years amidst such strife before finally collapsing.

This is also why Leon doesn't harbor much hatred towards Borat Jones. The family is already riddled with problems, and he hasn't been involved in any of the family's affairs, so he doesn't hold much resentment.

But rules are rules, and someone has to be held responsible for the family's downfall. Therefore, he killed Borat simply to put an end to the family's fate.

However, this does not mean that Lyon himself had no complaints about the matter.

He was just emotionally exhausted, but he also missed his warm family, his peaceful life, and his younger brother who disappeared when he was only eight years old...

Now he knows who the culprit is: the prison guard in front of him!
The culprit who caused the complete collapse of his family was right in front of him. The fact that he could refrain from stabbing the other party was already the greatest restraint he could muster!
Leon gritted his teeth, staring intently at the demon before him, and said, word by word, "This is the choice you've given me, isn't it?"

“Yes, this is the choice I’m giving you! Do you want to choose?” Baphomet said very casually.

This is the devil, with absolute control over people's hearts!
Perhaps the lower-level demons are still playing tricks like exchanging wealth, lifespan, and status, but demons like Baphomet only do one thing—human hearts and human nature.

This choice, no matter the circumstances, is a form of interrogation, and there is no room for turning back unless you choose not to.

Leon had no choice but to choose; otherwise, no one in the prison would survive.

Seeing that the "knight" was hesitant to make a decision, Baphomet decided to add fuel to the fire.

He waved his hand, and the two people who had been under control were suddenly able to move.

The two men looked at each other, their complex expressions indicating that they had indeed heard Baphomet's voice just now.

Therefore, the prison guard spoke first, looking at Leon, "You can't kill me! If you kill me, everyone in the prison will die! It's the wrong choice!"

His eyes were full of sincerity and remorse. "I have been repenting for my crimes for ten years. Please believe me, I will continue to repent!"

Their sincere performance, and the gaze that seemed to move everyone, caused some dissent to arise in the prison behind them.

"We can only choose that prisoner, right? Unless he wants to kill us all!"

"He's a member of the Mafia, what if he is?"

"But he is also God's messenger, a devout believer; surely he will protect us?"

"Yes, there are so many of us, he should have a choice!"

Hearing these words, Leon fell even more silent. He seemed to understand why the demon before him was even able to bewitch the former Knights Templar...

But Baphomet clearly wasn't going to let him go so easily. With a wave of his hand, the demon sent red light flashing around their ears. Leon was startled; he realized he could almost hear the thoughts of the person in front of him!
He stared at the prison guard, hearing the guard's inner thoughts: "So what if I killed so many people? Even God's messenger has to protect me! Hahahaha!" "Then next time, can I kill two more? Should I offer some sacrifice to the devil or something? That way, I can have these kinds of good things again!"

Hearing such pure malice, Leon's fists hardened. This guy, as expected, was lying through his teeth; he just didn't want to die!

In order to stay alive, he told this lie without any burden whatsoever!

He really wanted to kill this guy; the killing intent was almost tangible within him!
How can there be such pure evil in this world? Killing so many people without remorse, and even thinking about killing more?

Although his face was very calm and his expression was extremely devout, the evil he revealed inside made Leon feel disgusted!

But... when Leon turned around and looked behind him, the prison crowd that appeared before him, a dark mass, made him fall silent again.

He now understood why Baphomet had placed the prisoners in front of him—it was a form of silent pressure, a way to make him make his decision while looking at so many living, breathing people!
"This is the real demon!" Jeff, watching from the rooftop, saw the scene more clearly than anyone else.

Compared to those demons who enjoy killing and wantonly slaughtering, Baphomet in front of us truly fits the definition of "devil" in the Bible.

It is not pure malice, but a special kind of evil that traps people in a dilemma of "choice" from which they cannot extricate themselves.

No matter what choice he makes, he has already fallen into the other party's trap. If this "knight" really makes a choice, then he will definitely go against his own faith and the church's doctrines!
And this may be the true purpose of the demon before us.

"Choose me..." Suddenly, a voice appeared, startling everyone. It was the prisoner who hadn't spoken, the kind-hearted man who was still in jail, now being used as a contrast by the demon Baphomet.

He glanced at himself with some regret, then at the people around him, and said to Lyon with a smile, “I know this is difficult for you. We are all believers in the Lord, and we all know that ‘whoever sheds blood, his blood will be shed by others.’”

“My life is insignificant, but life is a gift from God, and sovereignty belongs to God, not man! Therefore, I am willing to offer my life for the survival of more people!”

Lyon still possessed the power Baphomet had given him—the ability to hear thoughts—so he heard it:
"Almighty Lord...forgive my sins and let me save the rest!"

"They are still young, they have a long life ahead of them to experience, while I will go to hell to become the inheritor of this sin..."

Hearing these prayers, Lyon's previously chaotic mind immediately calmed down!

He realized that compared to the man in front of him, he was not a devout believer!
He's still measuring everything by Mafia values, but that's not right!
He is not a member of the Mafia; he is a human being, a believer in God, and a knight of God!
He shouldn't have followed the devil's choice!
Therefore, he turned back to Baphomet, his gaze becoming firm, his spirit resilient, as if he had undergone a special baptism:

"Demon, I have no choice! Life is a gift from God, and no one has the right to take it away! You can't, and neither can I!"

This statement left Baffodil speechless. How could the situation he had worked so hard to create be developing in a way that didn't seem right?
Even the Grand Master of the Knights Templar back then didn't have this kind of awareness. Where did you come from to realize this?

He waved his hand again, about to throw the two people in front of him back into the crowd.

The prison guard did throw him back, but the farmer in front of him was not thrown back. Instead, the guard reached out and intercepted his strength!
With that gesture, Baphomet realized what was happening. He stared intently at the farmer, flames suddenly erupting from his body, and white sparks appeared on the farmer's body as well.

"How could I not have noticed your arrival, Michael!"

He uttered the name almost word by word, and finally understood the reason for his failure!
"This is faith, demon!" the man said calmly, as white flames gathered around his body, giving rise to a pair of wings on his back that resembled piled-up swan feathers!

"Faith and education in the Lord should, of course, evolve with the times. Do not try to lead the Lord's knights astray using outdated methods!"

Baphomet's expression hardened. Oh no, this time he had really been set up by capital!
(End of this chapter)