From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 4 The Devil in the Dream

For the townspeople, Angus, the church's godfather, was a figure similar to Chief Inspector Franz.

He is an elder, a servant of God, and someone everyone can trust.

However, no one believed he had any real power, even though most of the people in the town were believers.

They only felt that gods were a source of spiritual support, but not many people believed that gods truly had power.

This is also the current situation in most small-town churches in America; the priests have never demonstrated their power, they are just a part of the town.

Franz and Hank thought the same way; bringing Frey here was nothing more than a desperate measure.

But they never expected that Father Angus, who had been an ordinary priest for twenty years, actually had something!

The eyes do not lie; they could clearly see the pure white light emanating from the silver cross!
Such light is like the legendary "holy light," pure and flawless, bringing peace of mind.

The black demon, visibly fearing the holy light, retreated little by little, trying to move further away from the cross.

Father Angus, of course, was not about to miss this golden opportunity to kick a man when he was down. Holding up the crucifix, he recited passages from the Gospels:

"For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and the door is opened to the one who knocks."

With the appearance of this sentence, the already shining cross shone even brighter!
The dazzling white light was so intense that everyone present, except for Angus, could barely open their eyes.

But then, a piercing scream rang in their ears:

"Ah! Damn holy light, abominable power! How is it possible? How can He still have power left in this world?"

The demon let out a mournful wail, a terrifying sound that echoed throughout the entire town!
"Get out of her body, you devil!" Father Angus's voice grew increasingly impassioned, as if a new power was bursting forth from his body!

As the light returned, Franz and Hank were able to open their eyes with difficulty. They saw a black ghostly figure gradually rising from Frey's body in the white light.

Now they could see the monster's appearance clearly!

What kind of monster is this!
Its body was a chaotic mess, but its face was extremely ferocious, filled with sinister malice, and it stuck out its tongue, which was as long as two arms!
Driven by the light, it slowly drifted into the sky.

"Damn priest, I'll rip your eyes out and drag your soul into hell!"

It roared and threatened the person in front of it, then was forced to retreat by the approaching cross!
Angus was also helpless; he only had this one cross, and he didn't know how to destroy it.

Therefore, he chose to drive the other party away first.

As the priest walked, the devil's figure grew dimmer and his voice grew fainter.

“Father, I will not leave! I will remain in your dreams, making you all suffer a fate worse than death in nightmares forever!”

In the end, the devil chose to utter harsh words, and then, in the light of the cross, he was dissolved into particles.

“Phew…” Angus then put the cross back on his chest and walked toward the girl who was still sleeping.

"She should be alright now!" Angus said with a smile, watching the black mist disappear from the girl's body.

At this moment, Hank and his wife stepped forward, hugged their daughter, and burst into tears.

They are safe, temporarily.

Sheriff Franz, together with Angus, reopened the church doors, gazing at the clear blue sky, yet his heart was heavy.

He has countless questions he wants to ask, but when he opens his mouth, he doesn't know what to say.

Seeing the conflicted look on his old friend's face, Angus chuckled and raised his hand, making a "shush" gesture: "All of this is the Lord's instruction, Franz!" Franz understood immediately; old Angus had no intention of explaining further.

It makes sense when you think about it. This guy has been in this small town for twenty years and hasn't shown any talent at all.

It was today, when Hank's daughter was somehow possessed by an evil spirit, that Franz learned of his old friend's abilities.

This made him curious. If the evil spirit and the priest were real, then wouldn't that mean...?

He thought of the various legends and myths that had circulated widely in his childhood, and he also thought of the pamphlets that the church had previously distributed.

In their eyes, these were just stories.

But now that I think about it, it's probably more than just a story!
Then, Sheriff Franz remembered the curse the evil spirit had cast when it left, and he also thought of his nightmare from last night. Suddenly, his expression changed.

“Father Angus, I had a nightmare last night! Hank said he had one too!” Franz said quickly. Just then, several other people walked in through the church door.

These people are all residents of the town and devout believers who frequently come to the church for worship.

They saw Franz, of course, and went up to greet him!
"Hey! Sheriff Franz, you're here too? Did you have a nightmare too?"

Hearing these people's words one after another, Franz and Angus exchanged a glance.

Oh no! The peaceful town is probably not going to stay peaceful any longer!
……

"Alvin, take stock of what we've learned!" Bai Yang sat atop the church, squinting at the residents who were discussing last night's "terrifying nightmare," lost in thought.

Beside him, Alvin, hovering in mid-air, spoke quickly:

"The entire town enters a dream, consuming 10 points of wish power."

"The appearance and disappearance of the devil consumes 20 points of willpower, even after we closed the church doors and reduced the influence of light sources."

"A total of 30 points of willpower were consumed, because the propagation of sound requires a certain level of realism."

Bai Yang nodded. "The consumption was about what I expected. So, what about the harvest?"

“We gained a total of 40 points of wish power from these four people!” Alvin said. “Creating this special scene really makes them believe it’s real!”

"However, because some of the vows are attached to the cross, we can only recover 30 points of these vows, so overall we break even!"

Bai Yang shook his head. "No, Alvin, you can't simply judge a loss based on such gains! Now, the entire town has been stirred up by us, and the story of the church will surely spread throughout the town with their arrival!"

"As long as one person believes this story, our willpower will increase!"

"What's more, it wasn't just one person!"

Bai Yang looked down and could clearly see the Freya family, who had just woken up, eagerly telling their story to acquaintances in the town.

And in this narrative, the power of God of Lies, Gregoria, is gradually increasing!

"Moreover, we've also planted a nightmare in everyone's heart! Now, all we need to do is detonate this dream, and the power of wishes will come rolling in!" Bai Yang said excitedly.

“I think you are right, Your Majesty!” Alvin said to Bai Yang, looking at the Willpower that had suddenly surged by nearly 100 points.

Bai Yang waved his hand, "Then let's begin the next step of the plan, while they're all in the church!"

Alvin bowed. "It's already being implemented, Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)