From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 73 An Assist from Angus
"I really hope that what the satellites and geological experts have determined is false, but unfortunately, it's true!" The golden retriever's voice came through the phone.

"The geological activity is continuing to intensify, and within an hour at most, it will completely overflow the prison and spread to the surrounding area!"

"Chief Stephen, I authorize you to mobilize the entire New York State National Guard and all government departments to prevent this crisis from occurring!"

"I don't care what methods you use, just save New York!"

Stephen wanted to quit right then and there, but unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Because his home was also in New York, and he knew perfectly well that even if the city were destroyed, those powerful and wealthy people would be safe.

In fact, the powerful and wealthy knew about the situation here even earlier than the president and had already begun organizing the relocation!

Therefore, even if he shirks his responsibilities, he will still face the ultimate reckoning from higher-ups!

"Then I have no choice but to shoulder this responsibility," Stephen nodded soberly. "I will do my best, Your Excellency!"

After hanging up the phone, Stephen looked up at Jeff. "What does Mr. Leon need? We can prepare everything for him. As long as it can save this city, New York will obey his orders unconditionally!"

“In fact, I don’t know what he needs either!” Jeff said helplessly. “His Holiness Michael said that the only things that can save them are chants, hymns, and sacred music!”

"Only by gathering all three and summoning a saint can we have a chance to stop this crisis!"

Upon hearing this, Stephen was completely dumbfounded. "What are hymns, arias, and chants? Who could possibly know that?"

He looked at Professor Thomas, who had just arrived by helicopter, and asked, "Professor, do you know what this is?"

“I don’t know!” Thomas shook his head. “But there’s one person who definitely knows!”

"Who?" Jeff and Stephen asked almost simultaneously.

“Father Angus Bennett!” Professor Thomas said. “I’ve been in contact with Cardinal Jared Bryan of California, and Father Bennett is currently in the church in Los Angeles. We can contact him!”

"Then hurry up! We're running out of time!" Stephen shouted.

On the flat surface beside them, the magma was growing, spreading, and rising almost every moment!

The impending doom hangs over them like the Sword of Damocles, causing Stephen's already thinning hair to fall out rapidly.

Fortunately, the communication went smoothly. As everyone boarded the helicopter to head to the prison, which was already steaming with intense heat, they got through to Father Angus.

"Who wants to gather hymns, arias, and chants together?" Angus asked.

Angus was taken aback when he heard the question, because he had never heard of such a thing before. Fortunately, he was teaching Caroline at the moment, and when the three words appeared, the cross crystal on Caroline's chest automatically flashed, transmitting special information to the minds of the two of them.

So Angus learned how to use this thing, and naturally became even more curious about how the New York Police Department knew about such a thing!
Logically speaking, this group of people shouldn't have access to this kind of information.

"It was His Majesty Michael's request!" Jeff quickly said. He was now just a mouthpiece, but he was thoroughly enjoying this role!
“Your Majesty Michael…” Angus understood, “I need to speak with the executors of this plan!”

At that moment, the helicopter landed on the roof of the building surrounded by lava, and the roof was now almost completely occupied!
A young man, radiating white light, was carrying people one by one from the roof of the prison building to the roof of this taller building.

Since the prison had been swallowed by lava, the three-story building was of course unable to withstand the scorching lava!
It was also because the prison and the office building were not far apart, only a few meters apart, that Leon could barely jump across with his men.

But this is clearly not a good solution, because the office building is not large, and it is hard to say whether it can accommodate 10,000 people.

Even if it could withstand it, how long could this place last as the magma continues to expand and grow? Nobody knows. And how long could he move it all by himself?
Therefore, Jeff hurriedly called over Leon, who was sweating profusely, and handed him Angus's phone.

“I am Angus, a priest! You want to gather hymns, arias, and chants? What do you want to do? Are you ready?” Angus’s voice rang out!
Lyon immediately said, "I'm ready, Father! This city is threatened by a terrible natural disaster. If we cannot invoke the Holy One, tens of millions of people will become sacrifices for this catastrophe!"

"I'm willing to pay any price to stop this!"

Angus nodded with relief. He heard determination and courage from the other person, and more importantly, his own cross did not react, which meant that the Lord had given his consent!

"If you are mentally prepared, then you can begin your ceremony!"

"You need a saint as the initiator of prayer, a knight as the final initiator of prayer, and ten thousand devout believers as bearers, to inscribe the holy covenant and stigmata, in preparation for the saint's descent!"

"I will also tell you the specific prayers and rituals..."

Soon, Lyon met with Police Chief Stephen. Without even exchanging pleasantries, he quickly stated his conditions!

“The lava is about to engulf this island. Where am I supposed to find ten thousand devout believers for you?” Stephen said. “Even if we went directly to New York right now, it wouldn’t be enough!”

“No, Chief, we have people ready!” Lyon suddenly said. “There are very professional people in this prison, and we definitely have enough!”

Upon hearing this, Jeff suddenly realized, "You mean... the remaining guards and prisoners? To make them believers?"

“Yes!” Lyon exclaimed. “They have all witnessed the descent of angels. As long as they have faith in the Lord, they are now devout believers!”

"Now, all we need to do is get them to the roof of this building!"

“There simply isn’t enough time!” Stephen said. “We don’t have that many helicopters. Unless you can build a bridge between these two buildings, it’s completely impossible!”

Within two hours at most, the building will be completely engulfed by lava, and by then, it will be too late.

Leon knew this wasn't a real natural disaster, but a demonic curse. If he couldn't stop it here, even if he left, he wouldn't have a second chance.

Moreover, those 10,000 people have little chance of survival. The helicopters simply won't have enough time to rescue everyone from the lava-filled area. It's a dead end!

He held the holy mark in his hand, the power of the Iris Light Seal, and wondered if such power could help him.

"Lord...please guide your lost believers. What should I do?"

He knelt on the ground, praying slowly, and the light emanating from his body suddenly burst forth before everyone's eyes!
Then, the Iris Light Seal unfolded from his hand, and following the light emanating from his body, it gradually advanced to the building next door.

Amidst the scorching airflow, a chilling white light pierced through the sulfurous fog, revealing a "bridge" composed of light that appeared out of thin air!

Many people looked at the bridge with a sense of bewilderment, watching Lyon stand up and walk onto the bridge, seemingly suspended in mid-air!
At this moment, the "extraordinary" truly takes on a concrete form!

"Just as Moses parted the sea in ancient times, Lyon has built a bridge now!" Stephen exclaimed, looking at the lava below the bridge and the "knight" on it.

Even a stubborn person like him had to admit the existence of the "extraordinary" under such a miracle.

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