From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 83: Secrets from the Civil War (810)

Austin and Chris ran one after the other to the villa area, panting heavily.

Around them, the agents and police officers were also panting heavily—this was indeed the norm for America's employees. After all, they were just office workers, not top elites, and no one would really train like their lives depended on it.

Their bloated appearances, in reality, translate to this state of constant panting.

However, no one said anything. Recently, during the soldiers' meeting, there were even soldiers who were walking with their feet turned out the same way, but no one noticed.

Everyone knows this corrupt empire; they're content with just getting by and no one takes things too seriously.

The entrance has been cordoned off, and the police patrolling the area arrived early and have already completed their initial reconnaissance.

Soon, the police officers who were the first to reach the scene brought them new information: "Detective, everyone here is dead. They died from lacerations... Someone brutally tore them apart, like a lion or tiger tearing apart its prey. Their bodies look like they were ripped apart by a tremendous force!"

"Tear it open?" Austin's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he immediately went inside and saw the scene in the villa.

The scene here was indeed terrifyingly bloody, with more than a dozen corpses scattered throughout the villa. The sight of blood splattered and death blooming was portrayed in an incredibly vivid way.

Austin could even easily see what was happening here:
Initially, the intruder broke in through the door, leaving behind claw marks at the entrance and the butler's corpse by the door.

Then the maids and the members of the hall began to scream, but before long, their throats were torn apart by a powerful force, and they fell to the ground.

The noise downstairs alerted the man upstairs, who came down with a gun, but he was killed on the stairs before he could fire.

As for the young man who died at the bottom of the stairs, it seemed as if he was yanked down and his throat was broken.

The brutal hunter even inspected the house, and only after finding no living people did he slowly leave.

This brutal pleasure truly ends in brutality; the murderer is not like a human being, but rather like a monster!

This reminded Austin of the monster he had just left, a wolf-headed fellow, hiss...

He suddenly realized—wolf fur, the werewolf that left—could it be…

Oh no! I just said it was impossible to encounter an extraordinary being, and here we are!

Chris racked his brains, "This shouldn't be... It doesn't make sense... Humans couldn't possibly inflict this kind of tear. Even the strongest people don't have that kind of arm strength!"

He found that the knowledge he had learned in school seemed completely useless; this murder case was illogical!
“Chris, what if the killer wasn’t human but a werewolf?” Austin asked.

"Werewolves? You mean those legendary werewolves that are afraid of silver, possess immense strength, and transform on the night of a full moon?" Chris turned his head, slowly pondering. "You know what, if it really is such a monster, it's really..."

He suddenly fell silent, thinking of the wolf fur from before, "My hair... damn it... a supernatural event, did we really run into it?"

"I'm afraid so!" Austin nodded, relieved that his boss was indeed a jinx, saying whatever he said always came true.

How could something like this happen so soon after I started working here?

"Seal off the area and report to your superiors!" The two nodded and each took out their phones.

This was clearly an event of extraordinary crisis, so they didn't need to worry too much. Next, it was time for both sides' real teams to make their appearance.

Chris was definitely going to retreat; as a police officer, he wasn't qualified to continue the contact. However, before leaving, he gave Austin a hint: "If that werewolf really is targeting this place, is he really here to kill someone?"

Upon hearing this, Austin immediately frowned. If it wasn't a simple revenge killing, then what could be the reason?

He could guess the answer to such a simple question almost without thinking: there's something in this villa!

He immediately applied for a search warrant from his direct superior, Gao, and then began searching the entire villa without stopping.

Unbeknownst to him, in the shadows, Bai Yang personally placed a document down. The instant his fingers brushed over it, this once incredibly new document suddenly became old and worn, filled with the marks of history. The essence of history blossomed on the document, quickly becoming self-consistent.

The document was located in the basement of the villa, next to the safe that had been torn open by claws, in a place that no one could detect.

Tyne the werewolf really came for revenge. His purpose in killing this family was because they took away his chance to go to school!
Therefore, Tyne found the executor from back then, obtained the final information through his brutal power, and chased him all the way here.

But Tyne would never have known that the family he had completely wiped out actually had the surname McDowell!

“That’s absolutely right. The chaotic history of the Civil War has long been thoroughly analyzed by historians, but this is precisely the entry point we can find!” Bai Yang said. “This is the first point, and there will be a second and a third, and we can even find corresponding points in the devil’s realm!”

"It doesn't need to be flawless, just logically consistent. Someone will fill in the gaps in the cause and effect for me!"

After saying this, Bai Yang slightly raised his hand, and Austin, who had just come down, saw the torn safe and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "Only a superhuman could do this. How could an ordinary person tear open a safe with their bare hands?"

But the opened safe only further confirmed their suspicions: the "monster" was indeed looking for something, not specifically there to kill.

He was about to leave when Austin suddenly frowned upon seeing the location of the safe door.

His FBI agent instincts led him to notice a spot on the wall that was quite different from the rest of the wall; the dark, reflective surface there wasn't smooth, but rather had some bumps.

This means that the wall was not built all at once, but rather underwent two renovations.

Austin immediately crouched down, stroked the area, and tapped it casually, "Beep, beep, tap!"

The cavity's response was obvious, meaning there was indeed something inside!
A look of wild joy appeared on his face. He immediately called over his men, who brought a hammer and gently tapped the wall, eventually smashing a hole the size of an arm into the basement wall.

At the end of the hollow, there was a redwood box that looked very old.

Austin understood. This must be what was hidden in this house. They hadn't found the monster, but they had!

……

Five hours later, at the New York headquarters of the Federal Special Affairs Bureau, Austin accompanied Gao as they waited for Vice President Chince and the young Deputy Director Barron.

Beside them were several renowned professors of theology and history, who were examining a yellowed historical document with magnifying glasses.

Qian Si nodded to the two of them, then asked, "Professor Carlos, what is written on this document?"

The person in charge was Margaret Carlos, a history professor from Princeton University who specializes in American history.

Upon hearing this question, Margaret looked up. "Your Excellency, Mr. Barron, this is a very outrageous piece of unofficial historical material, recording historical events starting from 1861!"

"1861?" Qian Si was taken aback. "The Civil War?"

“Yes, it’s about the Civil War. According to the information above, the owner of this document is Major General Irving McDowell, the former commander of the Northeast Virginia Army!” Margaret said. “But the records here are really too absurd and outrageous. I don’t know where you found this information and why you want us to study it together?”

He was clearly unhappy that they had to call him over with such an absurd and outrageous piece of unofficial history.
It's only because Qian Si is a leader in this country that she didn't leave willingly. What kind of nonsense is this?
Is it true that the rumors circulating across the country lately about angels descending and demons coming to earth are true? Then what are these realists?
Beside Professor Margaret, theologian Professor Thomas Franklin clearly had a different opinion: "However, the Christ symbol in this material is correct, and I also saw some very familiar names in the history of American Catholicism..."

Barron, young and impatient, couldn't help but ask, "Professor, what exactly is recorded here?"

Margaret sighed. "It says that the defeat in the First Battle of Bull River was due to Virginia plantation owner William Blackwood transforming into a werewolf..."

"This is absurd. If plantation owners can become werewolves, should we then announce that the Northern Army actually has the help of the Papacy?"

"Then our weapons of war have changed from firearms to holy water and silver? That's absurd!"

(End of this chapter)