only god

Chapter 470 There is nothing, but there is everything.

"Do you want to fight those gods so much?"

On top of Silas's head, Sophia grabbed Silas's hair and said helplessly:

"You are too competitive."

Not long ago, the seven visiting gods returned home to bring Silas' bet back to the kingdom of the gods.

"You ruined my plan."

Silas said dissatisfied.

Sophia said unhappily:
"Plan? What plan? You mean, you want the gods to kill you to anger the gods?"

Schillers neither denied nor affirmed.

This plan was vague and hazy in his mind. In fact, even he didn't know what he was planning. He just had a general plan.

Sophia sighed, and said slowly:

"I know... why you want to fight the gods."

Silas raised his eyes, but Sophia sat on top of him, and even if he raised his eyes, he couldn't see the fairy queen.

"The reason why you did this is because of Soramus."

The voice was obviously light and fluffy.

But Silas' face suddenly changed, turning pale.

"what are you saying?!"

The archangel's voice trembled slightly.

"Thousand-year-old prophet Soramus, in the sacred scripture about him, how many gods did the head of the archangel fight against?"

Sophia's words are like the venom of a snake, which can hit the heart in an instant,

"You want to be like him, don't you..."

Before Sophia finished speaking, the archangel interrupted eagerly:

"No, no! I am me, I am Silas."

Sophia closed her mouth, this topic is enough.

The Fairy Queen slowly descended from Silas's head.

She stood on the sea of ​​souls, overlooking the direction of the mountains.

The holy radiance stands in a place farther than far away.

Sophia couldn't help sighing:

"What is God like?
So much so that your existence seems to exist for Him. "

Silas didn't answer.

For angels, this is a matter of course.

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The religious group has walked in this desert for more than 30 days and nights, but still has not reached the holy place.

Originally, it only took 26 days to start from the land of Aga and go straight to the ancient kingdom of elves through the desert. If you are lucky, you will arrive in about [-] days.

It's just that fate always seems to be playing tricks on the church.

Even after more than 30 days, they still haven't arrived at the Holy Land, let alone the Holy Land, and they can't even see the shadow of the Old Kingdom.

The reason why we walked for so long was due to the impact of sandstorms on the one hand, and the lack of guides on the other hand.

The order originally invited three guides, but now two guides have gone, and the last remaining guide has also lost his way.

As a result, the order finally experienced the hardships of the Prophet Norn traveling through the desert.

Only they won't meet the god of lies and trickery who can take them to the Old Kingdom.

The difficult journey of more than 30 days not only gradually weakened the spirit of the true believers, but also left the church with very little water and food.

There was no other way, the religious group could only temporarily leave the desert, walk towards the edge of the desert, go to the forest outside the desert, and set off again after replenishing water and food.

It took them about three days to leave the desert.According to the guide's guess, the mission is about 20 days away from the Holy Land.

"It looks like we're going to take a long detour!"

This news greatly dismayed the entire order.

The morale of the religious group fell for a while, and even the prayers when the sun went down seemed weak.

"It takes about 26 days to travel from Aga to the Holy Land, but we have traveled for so long and found that there are still 20 days to go. We actually spent more than 30 days walking the distance that others took six days! Lord, you Why are you torturing us like this?"

Wildo complained excitedly to the old believers,

"It shouldn't be like this. We should have been to the Holy Land long ago."

Hearing his godson's complaint, the old believer smiled indifferently.

Wildo was annoyed at the look of disdain in his eyes,
"My godfather, you never understand me."

The old believer turned around and said:

"Wrong, I understand, and because I understand, I didn't complain like you."

Wildo let out a sigh of dissatisfaction, leaning against the edge of the tree stump,

"The way is so hard, doesn't the Lord want everyone to make a pilgrimage?"

The old believer said slowly:
"Some people are difficult, and some people are easy. It took us more than 30 days to get there, but some people may only take a dozen days to get there."

Wildo muttered:

"It's not fair."

The old believer didn't reply, he stood up and walked away slowly.

Wildo didn't notice where the old believer had gone. He just sat by the stump, looking at something, and slowly lost his mind.

When he came to his senses, the old believer had already returned.

The old believer left for a long time, as if to do something, holding a carving knife in his hand, he slowly stuffed the carving knife back into his robe.

"What did you do?"

Wildo asked.

The old believer just opened his hand, and there was a whistle in it.

"what is this?"

Wildo asked in surprise.

"You have been a wanderer, haven't you seen it?"

Wildo shook his head.

"Well, this is a pigeon whistle, which is used to train pigeons. I used this once to send homing pigeons to steal other people's houses."

The old believer said with nostalgia:

"Most of the time there are only one or two copper coins, and when I am lucky, there are silver coins. As for gold, I have never seen it."

Wildo felt that the whistle was really novel.

"Do you want to?"

asked the old believer.

Wildo nodded quickly, thinking that this thing would be useful when he leaves the church.

But not long after he nodded, he immediately regretted it.

Perhaps the old believers are testing themselves?Are you trying to find out if you have the intention of leaving the church?
Thinking of this, Wildo's intestines are regretful, wishing to turn back time
However, compared to Wildo's emotional ups and downs, the old believer didn't change much. He smiled and put the whistle in Wildo's hands.

Wildo held the whistle in his palm with some regret, raised his head and asked:

"Why give me this?"

The old believer looked up at the sky and said slowly:

"That whistle is what I used when I was a wanderer, and when I blow it, it attracts pigeons.

At that time, I tamed the pigeons attracted by the whistle, but after I became a true believer, I released all the pigeons, and the whistle has not been used for a long time.

After my baptism, I engraved scriptures on it, and I carried it with me year-round, keeping it sacred. "

Wildo asked curiously:

"What scriptures?"

The old believer evaded:
"You'll know when you learn a little bit more during this time."

Wildo gave an "oh" nonchalantly, thinking to himself: What's so strange.

At this time, the old believer suddenly said:
"Did you know? Some true believers educate their children and often quote some very vulgar stories."

"For example, there was a man who died penniless and only left a scripture for his children. His children didn't care at first."

"But ten or twenty years later, when that child was down and out, he accidentally opened the scriptures, only to find a gold coin inside."

"How vulgar and direct, it seems to tell you that as long as you open and read, you will have wealth."

"I don't like stories like that."

Wildo listened in his ears, thought for a while, and asked:
"So what do you think it should be like?

Ten years later, or 20 years later, when that child accidentally opened the scriptures when he was down, what should he find?What do you get? "

The old believer turned his head and looked at the distant sky with fascination.

"Nothing at all,

But there is everything. "

(End of this chapter)