From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 96 opens Pandora's Box

"Your Excellency, we have lost contact with them!" In the conference room of the White House, the blond-haired man finally received this news!
"The satellite signals there are also blocked. Should we look for someone...?"

Upon hearing this, he suddenly seemed a little tired and waved his hand, "Alright, let's adjourn the meeting!"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, but in the silence of their stares, they slowly departed.

No one knows who did it, but they all know that it must have been someone present who relayed the message.

"Sigh..." Watching everyone leave, the golden retriever sighed again, sat down wearily in the chair, and closed his eyes.

He recalled his first term, when he felt even more powerless than he does now!

Sometimes, it's not that he doesn't try, but that the country is truly in deep trouble, and even when a supernatural crisis arrives, it seems that nothing can compare to their own interests.

Golden Retriever could even guess what these people wanted to do, but even with all that effort, he still couldn't stop it from happening, which left him feeling very exhausted.

"Go ahead and stir things up! Stir things up! Stir things up until the whole of America is turned upside down, until this continent is plunged into disaster, and then you'll have a good end!"

Golden Hair rubbed his temples. He wasn't too worried about Barron's safety. This was the bottom line in the struggle between America's elites, and it wouldn't really involve them personally.

After all, everyone knows that using underhanded tactics against someone of the same level will ultimately result in everyone dying together.

“Vampires, werewolves, ha!” he concluded. “Mystery and the extraordinary are both opportunities and curses! If they were so appealing, why did Congress and the higher-ups follow Lincoln’s lead?”

"Do you think I don't know who the idiot is?"

Anyone who wants to obtain so-called "eternal life" must pay a price, and this price was clearly unbearable for people at that time, otherwise it would not have developed to the point of war!

However, there are always some people who think they can afford the price!

……

“Tim Dutton! Who do you represent?” Barron couldn’t help but ask as he was being pulled out of the car.

"Who I represent is none of your concern, young master!" Tim was not going to fall for it. He said coldly, "Hand over what you have, and I guarantee you'll be fine!"

Baron didn't speak, but he eventually gave Gao a look.

The partisan conflict has caused significant problems, even escalating to the point where some people privately hired snipers to shoot Trump.

But the golden retriever survived and became the leader, carrying out a harsh purge of the blue faction, including reshaping the "rules of the game."

The struggle between the two sides may involve confrontation and defeat, but it must be brought into the open. As for the idea of ​​a clandestine assassination, it is no longer acceptable.

Therefore, Barron was not worried about his safety. No one could withstand the retaliation of the country's president, and he was certain that nothing would happen to him.

But the thought that his things would definitely be stolen still filled him with a sense of loss.

Gao understood this, of course. Since he was powerless to do anything else, he had his men take the things he was holding from the back seat of the car, and then he stepped forward to open the combination lock, revealing the four "relics" in the combination lock box.

Tim clearly had a source of information. He didn't even glance at the cane and mask, but instead picked up the parchment scroll, ran his hand over it, and made the words appear in the air in front of them.

Many people are recording the above content and constantly taking pictures of it.

Then, he took the compass, looked at the directions marked on it, and waved his hand.

"Let's go see the great President Lincoln, and see the most precious treasure he left us!"

Upon hearing this, Gao's expression changed. "You really want to open that tomb? The words on the parchment say it will plunge our country into a massive crisis of destruction!"

"You are leading this nation to its destruction!"

Upon hearing this, Tim Dutton didn't speak. Instead, he stepped aside, allowing the car behind him to open its door. The back seat of the massive van opened, revealing a person inside who barely needed large medical equipment to stay alive. It was a very, very old man, his skin already wrinkled, yet he was still alive, stubbornly clinging to life thanks to a vast amount of money!

The old man just glanced at them, then the car door closed, sealing him inside once more!

The old man's presence made them realize why the person before them dared to act despite the golden retriever's intimidation.
“Hilbert Adams!” Barron exclaimed in disbelief. “This… he’s over a hundred years old, isn’t he? He’s still alive?”

“In fact, the eldest members of each family are still alive. They are the real power behind the scenes of the entire nation. Mr. Adams is just the closest person to this place!” Tim said. “Even the President knows that it’s impossible to fight against so many people. Do you still want to continue to oppose us?”

"You think we obtained this information through spies? No, no, no, in fact, there are many people behind us just like you. Whether it's democracy or republic, they all have endless expectations for such things!"

“Even if we don’t stop you from moving forward, you won’t be able to leave Illinois… Besides, the president is almost eighty years old. Doesn’t he really crave this?”

Upon hearing this, both Baron and Gao remained silent.

The legend of the Blood Ancestor had slumbered in the archives for a century, but now the news of his extraordinary resurgence has spread like wildfire, igniting the last vestiges of greed within these decaying bodies.

They could guess that these people longed for "immortality," but they never imagined that these people would be so crazy!

The will to survive brought these people together in search of an "opportunity"!
The recent "extraordinary arrival" clearly stirred up a lot of people's desires, and these desires reached their true peak the moment the term "blood ancestor" appeared!

The group immediately changed their direction and slowly moved forward, following the direction indicated by the compass.

New Salem, Illinois, is a small village where Lincoln lived in his youth, just a few miles from Springfield.

He spent his youth here and also completed his initial growth here.

“The compass is pointing this way!” Chris said. He was the least willing person to come here because what these people were about to do was a desecration of his ancestors!

Lincoln had clearly written down the dangers here on the parchment, yet they still came, and even more of them came!

But as a descendant of Lincoln, he had no choice but to be the best user of the compass.

“North of the village, there seems to be an abandoned hunting ground!” said Tim’s secretary, a know-it-all who was very familiar with the entire Springfield area, accompanying them. “I’ve never heard of any connection between this place and President Lincoln…”

“In fact, my ancestors lived here a long time ago, Mr. Mayor, you should replace your secretary!” Chris still mocked Tim.

The group continued walking forward, and the compass remained steady until they reached a certain point where it suddenly trembled and then pointed in the opposite direction!
Chris, holding the compass, turned back again, and after two steps, the needle reversed once more.

“This is it!” he said softly. “His Excellency Abraham Lincoln, the 20th President of America, is right here at our feet!”

"You must understand, if we really open this place, perhaps this Pandora's box will never be able to be closed again!"

He wanted to make one last effort, but it was clear that these people with clear motives had no scruples whatsoever!
"Get the construction team on site and dig this out as soon as possible!" Tim shouted to the team behind him. "The Roberts family, the Jefferson family, the four major conglomerates... many people are already on their way. We need to hurry!"

If you had satellite photos, you could see huge RVs and minivans coming out from all directions in America and heading towards Illinois.

Those were the true power holders in these families, the "old immortals" who hadn't died yet, making their last stand for their lives!
They all knew that even if there really was a God, given what they had done, it was unlikely that they would go to heaven. Since they couldn't go to heaven, why not stay with the darkness?

They've wanted to open this Pandora's box for a long time, but they just didn't have the opportunity before. Now that they do, they won't give up!
“That’s human nature, Alvin!” Bai Yang said slowly as he watched this scene from the coffee shop in the town.

Alvin nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty! You gave them a choice, but the sensible choices of a few are clearly no match for the intoxication of many more. They are pushing themselves into the abyss of destruction!"

He witnessed Bai Yang making "that thing" with his own eyes, so he knew exactly how terrifying its power was!

"This thing alone will certainly cause destruction! But that's not our goal. Our goal is to create new life through destruction and thus gain more spiritual power!" Bai Yang said with a smile. "The hope that emerges from destruction will bring us a group of incredibly devout believers!"

Alvin lowered his head. "Your Majesty, do you mean... to involve the Holy See?"

“Yes, it’s time to let our priest and the saintess get some exercise!” Bai Yang gently tapped the table in front of him, and the whole town, and even the whole of America, seemed to tremble with each tap!

(End of this chapter)