only god

Chapter 367 No matter what happens

In the streets and alleys, everyone is spreading rumors about the original messenger who came suddenly.

She walked in the streets and alleys with her nameless maid, and her outstretched hand was like the hand of a god, dispelling all pain, and the torch that never left her hand seemed to be picked off from the river of light in the sky.

In a short period of time, the name of the original messenger spread throughout the city below the city. In this lightless land, the suffering people praised the messenger and only asked her to bring the miracle of the Lord.

Believers here have waited far too long.

Since I don’t know how many generations of ancestors came to the city under the city because of persecution, they begged all day long for the return of the original, for the soul to go through the heaven and fall into the original cradle.

However, no matter how much they begged, God never showed that original side.

In the city under the city, a generation passes away and a generation comes again. In the blink of an eye for decades, ignorant children become old people kneeling and praying. People continue to sacrifice and work in the river of light to welcome the day. Day after day, the same life, stagnant water, stagnant water everywhere, nothingness, no one is not nothingness.

But everything has an end.

Believers firmly believe that

The fate of the city under the city will eventually come to an end, and everything in the prophecy will come true one day, just like the great rebirth in 3000.

Now... maybe it's time.

The original messenger came, and no one could keep her, but almost everyone in the city had heard of her, and everyone was waiting for that day to come.

"Come, come, my parents, have you seen it? It's the messenger of God!"

"Three thousand years, three full thousand years, we have to forget why we live."

"A righteous God, a merciful God! His messenger has come, and his original will return!"

"As the scriptures say, as the scriptures say: 'Before we were through all our suffering, the angels of God came to the earth.'"

All kinds of voices were like huge waves, and like thunder on the ground. People sang the miracles performed by the messenger, and the city under the city, which was as hopeless as stagnant water, ushered in unprecedented vitality in an instant.

They said that the messenger had great power. When a dying person saw her and was touched by her hand, that person came back to life.

The messenger, they said, was a new prophet who acted on the will of God and whose learning was admired by all nations.

They said that the messenger could manipulate time, and the gray-haired old man would return to his prime overnight.

……… Such exaggerated rumors spread all over the streets and alleys of the city under the city.

Everywhere there were believers kneeling and praying, they sang hymns in unison, praising God and His messengers, and they said to each other again and again: She has come, the days will be fulfilled, the time will come.

The development of all this went smoothly beyond the imagination of Mira and Ainos.

Mira and Enos originally thought that they would encounter many doubts, obstructions, insults, verbal abuse, and attacks...but there were none at all, almost no one doubted their identities.

Perhaps, it is because this is a land of no light, apart from the endless darkness, there is nothing else, and everything is lacking.

And darkness itself is nothing but a lack of light.

so that...

Here, the lighted torch in Mira's hand can be regarded as the only sun.

Mila was sitting on the bench. She leaned against the back of the chair, lowered her head and thought silently.

These days, they have hidden their whereabouts very well. Although there are countless believers who want to follow their figures and find their traces, without exception, they are all avoided by Mira's ancient words and Ainos's keenness. opened.

"Mira, what are you thinking?"

Enos asked aloud.

"I... thought of something."

Mira paused, with a worried expression on her face, and said:
"I was thinking about what Vinakana once said."

"What is it?"

"'The Lord divided His power into seven names, and scattered it all over the world, only to recast the beginning and the end of all things.'"

Mira repeated the words.

After the words fell to her ears, Enos frowned and asked:
"What does it mean?"

Mira shook her head and said:

"I... don't know... but, but I have some guesses."

"Oh?"

"Those believers say... the original is the other side of God, so I wonder if this has something to do with what Venakana said, the power of God's differentiation..."

Having said that, Mira lowered her voice and whispered:

"I'm wondering... Is Yuanyuan the other side of God... Yuanyuan, is it a distinguished name differentiated by God?"

"Your thinking is unrealistic."

Enos said directly:

"Mira, I know you understand God and have your own theological views, but such words are too far-fetched."

"It's true...it's just out of tune. How could Yuanyuan be the other side of God?"

Mira nodded, shook her head, and said:

"Actually, I'm still wondering if God will let the so-called primordial become one with His radiance, turn the so-called primordial into an angel or something, and serve Him on the throne day and night."

Ainos was stunned for a moment, Mira's words could not be described as "inconsequential speculation", even if she didn't believe it, she couldn't help feeling blasphemy.

After half a sound, the princess said:
"Well, Mira, you can't know what God is thinking."

Mira reacted, she realized that there was something wrong with what she just said, and said quickly:

"I, I'm just guessing."

When the voice fell to the ground, Ainos hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively:
"Mira, you... seem to know God far better than the Patriarch."

Mira, who had only realized her problem not long ago, suddenly realized something—Ainos had already begun to doubt her identity.

So, she said in a flat tone:

"Yes, Enos, in fact, everyone can do it.

Just...remain in the love of God. "

This answer was so ordinary that it exceeded the queen's expectation.

Randomly find a devout true believer on the street and ask the same question, his answer may not be much different from Mira's.

Could it be... Is it my own illusion?

Ainos bit her fingers and lowered her eyes.

Maybe…

After half a sound, Mira said:
"Enos, I have played the role of the messenger of so many days and heard countless prayers. I found that those people all firmly believe that God has an original side.

Although a lie is still a lie, if it is repeated thousands of times, it will make people panic..."

The girl's tone was normal, so normal that even Ainos couldn't hear her changing the subject.

"Mira, it's okay.
Whatever happens, it will be thousands of years from now. "

Ainos comforted Mila so much.

　It's almost the end of the month, I'll work harder and add more updates, there are two updates tonight
　　
　
(End of this chapter)