From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 7 The Intersection of Reality and Dreams

"He?" Franz suddenly caught the word that wouldn't appear in everyday life. "Who is He?"

“It appeared as brilliant yellow flames, its grey robes as if made of water, and its sky-blue wings, which enveloped the angels of wisdom, preventing them from being burned by the tongues of fire!” Angus uttered words that would only appear in scriptures.

"He is the Lord's seat, one of the seven archangels, the ruler of the Thrones, His Majesty Raziel!"

Angus's words clearly touched on a blind spot for everyone present.

They looked around in confusion, hoping to find some explanation, but what they got in return were other confused faces.

They could understand the archangels, but they clearly didn't know who Raziel was.

“Sigh…” Angus sighed, “It seems I may have to restart Vespucci’s seminary in the future, otherwise you won’t even be able to distinguish the seven archangels under the Lord!”

Franz smiled sheepishly and quickly asked on behalf of those around him, "Then tell me, who is this Your Majesty...?"

"Your Holiness Raziel, known as the 'Mysterious Angel of the Secret Realm and the Supreme,' is said to possess a mysterious book called 'The Book of Raziel,' which contains 1500 divine mysteries..."

Angus said slowly, "And this itself was once briefly possessed by King Solomon in ancient times. He gained the power to command the seventy-two demon gods within it!"

It was actually Ramer's name that reminded Angus of this story.

Otherwise, he might not have been able to recall the name of this Throne Ruler, the King of Cherubim.

This also makes Ramer's actions seem reasonable.

No wonder he was as docile as a baby in front of Raziel, not daring to make any big movements.

King Solomon, who could control all the pillar demons with just a little knowledge, had all that knowledge coming from the archangel Raziel. So how could this king not have the means to restrain Ramer?

For this reason, Angus felt a surge of relief, grateful for the existence of this archangel.

If Raziel hadn't intervened, he couldn't even imagine what this town would have become under the threat of a demon god.

However, Angus wanted to maintain his mystique, so he didn't reveal it directly. Instead, he returned to the church and continued to pray.

But his actions naturally appeared even more noble in the eyes of the town's residents.

As Angus entered the church, the townspeople also sat down on the church benches.

They hadn't noticed it when they were at the scene, but now they realized that such a standoff with almost no damage had completely paralyzed them!

Those are gods! Both His Majesty Raziel and that demon god named Ramer displayed an indescribable and irresistible power.

In that brief moment, even their fear vanished; all they had left was the ability to watch helplessly as it unfolded.

Now that they have regained their strength, they are too weak to even chat, feeling only limp and exhausted.

Therefore, many people closed their eyes.

……

"The root of willpower is deception, and the essence of deception is belief!" Alvin said softly. "Your Majesty, you are an unparalleled genius!"

"Of course I'm a genius!" Bai Yang said with absolute confidence. "How much wish power have we collected in total?"

"11300 points!" Alvin exclaimed. "That's over 10,000 points. Shall we convert it into divine power?"

"Of course! Transform it for me!" Bai Yang said. Although it was only the power of the lowest level of the God of Lies, this power did not even have the blessing of divine office or divine authority, nor the assimilation and fusion of divinity, but divine power is still divine power!

Even on the continent of Dylan, it is a great power capable of altering the rules and standing tall in the heavens!
If he were to add this bit of divine power to himself, he could directly embark on the path to demigodship from this moment on!
Because divine power is the biggest difference between humans and gods.

In the continent of Dylan, once a creature possesses divine power, he is qualified to be called "Your Majesty".

Because from this moment on, he will possess "divinity"!
The greatest advantage of divinity is that when attacked by mortals, there is a high chance that one will not be attacked.

In Alvin's explanation, this special form of immunity is an "exemption" unique to God.

"Only gods can attack gods" is an ironclad rule of the Dylan Continent.

If he used that much divine power, he could return to San Diego right now and exact his revenge. Mortals cannot stop the power of the gods; this is a world of difference in divine might!

However, despite having so many advantages, Bai Yang still decided not to use this divine power on himself.

People need to look forward and look further ahead to gain 10,000 points of motivation, but that's still far from enough.

Bai Yang could sense that the acquisition of willpower in this small town had only just begun, and he needed to add fuel to the fire for these people!

Therefore, he did not hesitate to invest a drop of divine power, forged from these wishes, into his next plan.

If you're going to "deceive," you have to do it properly.

He just gave people a very impressive experience, but those scenes all happened in a dream and there was no trace of reality at all.

This is the trick Alvin mentioned, but the downside is that it cannot be replicated in reality. Some smart people will definitely have doubts after waking up.

Their questioning can render the solidified willpower illusory; this is what is known as the backlash of willpower.

However, in the face of this crisis, Alvin also provided a solution, which was to let him use the so-called "angel" power in his dream to restore the damaged places.

They can also use the name of "angelic mercy" to reap another wave of goodwill.

Bai Yang, however, did not want to do that, because such a design would have a conscious flaw.

Once doubts arise, they become more entrenched over time and gradually become uncontrollable!

Bai Yang knew perfectly well that this was absolutely not the right thing to do.

"Alvin, put all this divine power into shaping the surrounding environment!" Bai Yang shouted.
Alvin looked surprised. "Your Majesty, this will waste at least half of the divine power!"

"Do as I say!"

"Your will!"

Alvin nodded, unleashing his divine power into the air, causing everything around him to change according to what he had just experienced in the dream.

First, the church windows shattered because of Lamer's shouts, so now those shards are scattered inside and outside the church.

Then, trees, buildings, and various debris blown up by the hurricane appeared before his eyes.

Finally, of course, it is the church itself that changes because of people's various reactions.

Soon, a scene of utter chaos unfolded before their eyes.

Alvin was once again amazed by Bai Yang's ingenious idea, "Your Majesty, you have achieved true deception; this is what it means to turn falsehood into truth!"

“How many times have I told you, Alvin!” Bai Yang said earnestly, facing him, “This is not deception, and I am not the god of lies!”

"I am the creator and the god of stories. What they see now is merely the end of the story!"

He gazed at the hundreds of people sleeping before him with indifferent eyes, like a shepherd watching over his flock.

……

As the sun set, Sheriff Franz was the last to wake up, as everyone called out to him.

He looked around at the people with a somewhat confused expression. "What... happened to me?"

“You were asleep, Sheriff! The priest said you were too exhausted, so you were the last to wake up!” Hank quickly replied, explaining the situation to Franz. “That’s why we didn’t wake you!”

Franz stood up and looked around at everything with a sense of unfamiliarity and detachment.

He seemed to have had a very strange dream; he dreamt of angels and gods. Just as he was about to say this, he saw some people sweeping up the shards of stained glass in the church...

Franz stumbled out, leaning against the church door. He saw the crooked trees, the fallen road sign, and the collapsed cabin...

Further away, Father Angus, using a white cloth, picked up a pure black feather...

(End of this chapter)