Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Ed pulled his hand out of his pocket, his fingertips holding a small glass bottle. A clear liquid swirled inside, and the bottle was engraved with Latin inscriptions; it appeared to be holy water.

“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,” Rowling suddenly spoke, her voice no longer low, but clear and sharp like the tolling of a bell, “leave this body, you defiled spirit.”

Then the couple poured two bottles of holy water on the river.

Tsugumi showed no reaction. The exorcists' gazes turned solemn, and they quickly surrounded her, the twenty of them forming a perfect circle. Some held up crosses, some unfolded Bibles, some held holy water bottles, and some carried small reliquary boxes.

Then they started performing a shamanistic ritual together.

Tsurugi sat with his legs crossed, holding a can of cola he had taken out, watching their performance with great interest. Soon the group was exhausted from dancing, but Tsurugi remained unresponsive.

The comments section was already filled with laughter, with many wondering if it was some kind of performance art.

Ed was covered in cold sweat, staring at Tsurugi in disbelief.

"This, how is this possible! High-purity holy water, the cross from St. Peter's Basilica, the Bible from the Roman era, and the ashes of St. John..."

"Step back, Protestant!"

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Disciple! Only the Vatican can exorcise this demon!

Without a moment's sorrow for the Protestant exorcists performing their farcical act, the next to arrive were the priests waiting outside!

A dozen or so priests and bishops from the Vatican, dressed in purple sashes and carrying holy bells and scriptures, walked forward solemnly. The Warrens immediately stepped in to assist, opening the "Exorcism Ritual" and chanting aloud in Latin: "Exorcizo te, spiritus immundus, in nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti... (I expel you, unclean spirit, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit...)"

The priests put in their best effort, singing hymns and ringing holy bells. The clear, melodious sound of the bells, intertwined with the prayers, seemed to create a powerful, sacred force.

Anyway, the tables and chairs around Tsurugi were shaking violently, and the mirror was making clicking noises.

Tsugumi did feel a slight burning sensation on his skin, but only a little. Then he watched as the priests took out a handful of wood shards and pointed them at him.

“Don’t do that,” Tsugumi said, glancing sideways. “You’ll regret it.”

"Your threats are ineffective against the Lord's servant." The white-haired bishop's voice was old but powerful, each word like a nail driven into the air. "Demon, I recognize you. You are a reptile that feeds on desire, a serpent that tempts mankind to fall, you are..." His voice trailed off.

"What is it? Go on, tell me!" Tsurugi looked at him and said with a teasing smile.

"I don't know where your inspiration comes from, but do you recognize me? Come on, tell me my real name?"

The bishop trembled violently, his face deathly pale, as if he had seen something absolutely unacceptable and terrifying.

Did he see a demon?

No, not at all.

For these believers, there are things in the world more terrifying than seeing the devil.

"It's over? My turn." Tsurugi raised her hand, her slender fingers flicking lightly in the air.

All the screens in the café—the computer monitor at the cashier, the TV on the wall, the tablet a customer had placed on the table, the cell phone in a young man's hand—lighted up at the same moment.

Next came the screens on the streets: cell phones, televisions, and computers.

The world's media were once again linked together! And Tsugumi also transformed into a media demon form that she hadn't manifested in a long time.

People all over the world watched in horror or jubilation as the demon laughed wildly on the screen!

For the exorcists and priests in the coffee shop, it was a terrifying experience of facing the demons head-on, and many of them simply fainted!

Heaven have mercy, this is a true demon!!!

It is not a possessing ghost, not a projection in hell, not a shadow wandering in the human world.

Before them stood a real, complete devil!

"I heard you're professional exorcists? You've banished many demons?" Tsugumi walked up to the Warrens, tugged at their collars, and the cartoon face on the screen grinned maliciously.

Say it again in front of me.

Ed and Rowling were deathly pale, fear almost completely gripping their hearts, but even so, they lived up to their reputation as veteran exorcists, struggling and trying to resist!

Ed dodged the fragments of the True Cross from the stunned bishop's grasp, and ignoring the bishop's attempts to stop him and his screams, began to sing at the top of his lungs.

“Regna terrae, cantate Deo, psallite Domino… (Sing praises to God, sing to the Lord, kingdoms of the world…)

Golden light completely enveloped the Tsurugi River, carrying the hopes of these exorcists and priests! Yet, amidst their blank expressions, the demon bathed in holy light. The author, Life Drainer, personally recommends: "I hope you enjoy the story of 'Traversing the Heavens, Can You Be Smarter Than Me?' on the book club forum." He even showed an expression of enjoyment.

Oh, I forgot to mention—just now, to have some fun and to try it out, he activated his inscription skill 'Holy Trinity', and among the three options, he chose the highest one.

His current inscribed profession is—the fake God.

Even on the path to godhood, there will be endless killing! :243. The Imposter God

Inscribed Profession: Imposter God (Temporary Profession)

Skill Status: [Infinite (Lv0)]

【Infinite (Lv0)】

"God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. The world is born from infinity, and so are miracles. You possess God's infinite power—your wishes come true, your words become law—but you must pay a corresponding price for it."

Mission: Father

'You have chosen the identity of the Father in the Holy Trinity, creating your own world. Your quest progress is determined by the level of your creation! Once this quest begins, it cannot be closed in the current world unless you abandon it. You can only choose whether to complete the quest after reaching the minimum requirements!'

Good news! This Holy Trinity is indeed an amazing engraving class!

Ha, so has he now transformed from a saint into a fake God?

I'm truly flattered by this favor!

But the bad news is, this power is deadly!

Tsugumi could feel that even without switching out of the character card, his magic power was burning intensely after activating 'Holy Father'!

The immense magical power he had acquired from Asmodeus through compound interest was being consumed at an extremely rapid pace.

Even considering the magic he regained, the magic he collected from debt collection, and the magic stored in the Underworld Palace—this state could only be maintained for less than three days at most, even if he did nothing!

Tsugumi didn't know what would happen if she burned through all her magic power without meeting the mission requirements, but it certainly wouldn't be a good thing!

But ultimately, what exactly is this task of creating one's own world? It's too vague!

Surely he's not really going to create a world out of thin air?

Forget it, Tsurugi won't think about things that are too complicated. Let's deal with what's in front of us first.

Before Tsurugi could speak, the white-haired bishop unhesitatingly performed a perfect sliding kneel motion towards her.

"It was our fault; we have desecrated your great and sacred existence!!!"

This highly respected priest in the Vatican was now prostrating himself before Dongjiang in a tone of both fervent apprehension and profound fear.

Please forgive us!!!

“Bishop Norton, you…” Ed was interrupted sharply before he could finish speaking, and was forced to kneel down.

"Kneel down! All of you, kneel down! Do you know what a terrible mistake you have made? We are just as wicked as Tiberius!"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's nothing. You're all good people who are dedicated to your duties." Tsuruga didn't seem to mind, and waved her hand with a smile.

"You deserve praise for your dedication to expelling evil and dispelling error—it's just that the people who hired you are a bunch of damned bastards."

“Those Americans and Europeans are doomed. Although they came here before, I haven’t had a chance to show them my methods yet. Hmm, I’ll start by taking them down.”

"In the name of God, I will bring them divine revelation and torment!"

What Tsugumi said is being transmitted to every corner of the world through the screen.

How could someone who looks like a demon curse the great United States and say he would bring them divine revelation and torment?

Arrogant!!!

The Americans were furious, especially the capitalists, politicians, and aristocrats!

Nevertheless, the economic magic of a few months ago is still fresh in many people's minds, and in the United States, quite a few people still choose to believe Dongjiang rather than their government.

Therefore, in response to Tsuruga's declaration, some of them reacted with skepticism and insults, while another group chose to kneel on the ground and beg the great 'Mammon' to tell them what they had done wrong.

Words are no proof

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That was a joke; Tsugumi knew it was time to take matters into her own hands.

He deactivated his Media Demon form, switched to the Saint character card, and the next moment, a huge halo suddenly appeared behind his head.

Unable to control himself, he floated on the top of the clouds, and in an instant everyone could see this person with dazzling light!

At this moment, everyone in Tokyo was blinded by the holy light!

Ugh...aren't the special effects a bit too much?

Never mind, let's try it out first!

Come on, may all your wishes come true!

Sunlight poured down from the huge halo behind Tsugumi's head, like a silent flood, engulfing Tokyo, engulfing Japan, and engulfing the entire Eastern Hemisphere.

In Tsugumi's perception, the magical power within his body was evaporating at a visible rate—the amount consumed per second was equivalent to the entire magical power of a Heroic Spirit. The Father's infinite power was like a pump running at full capacity, frantically drawing energy from his magical pool!

"That's a bit of a loss," Tsurugi muttered to himself. "I should have asked Asmodeus for another loan first."

However, he couldn't hold on any longer because he still had the Cup of Miracles in his hand. Rather than exhausting himself, Tsugumi was more curious about the outcome of making such a wish.

The images on every screen around the world changed at that moment. It was no longer the laughing media demon, but a saint with a halo of light behind his head in the sky. Above Tokyo, Tsugumi's true form hovered above the clouds, the light from the halo behind him penetrating every inch of space.

People looked up and saw a second sun in the sky.

And then the sun spoke.

"In the name of the Creator 'Mammon,' I declare once again—the wealthy should be generous!"

The sound of the river didn't travel through the air; it resonated directly in everyone's consciousness. No matter where you are on Earth, no matter what you're doing, no matter what language you're speaking, you heard and understood those words!

"—Your property has been confiscated!"

At the New York Stock Exchange, traders, barely recovering from the financial catastrophe of months past, rubbed their eyes. On their terminals, numbers representing billions of dollars were dancing!

One zero. Two zeros. Three zeros, the decimal point moves to the left.

London, Switzerland, Hong Kong, Tokyo—all the world's exchanges, all banking systems, all digital ledgers are moving at the same time under some force beyond human comprehension!

On the Bitcoin blockchain, the balances of countless addresses are emptied and then redistributed. In the underground vaults of Swiss banks, those safe deposit boxes that have slumbered for centuries silently open, and the bonds, deeds, and share certificates inside transform into golden specks of light, piercing through the barriers of reinforced concrete and soaring into the sky.

Deep in the Swiss Alps, a secret vault containing Nazi gold lay buried. The gold bricks melted, transforming into countless tiny golden specks that pierced through the rock layers and flew to every corner of the world, reaching the hands of everyone.