only god

Chapter 471 Three Gods (plus two in one)

There is nothing, but there is everything.

Wildo was thinking about this sentence, he couldn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

But these words reminded Wildo of the answer in the desert.

At that time, I asked him that.

"I heard that even if a storm hits the city, a volcano erupts, a mountain collapses... no matter what kind of catastrophe they face, there will still be true believers praying to God."

"There are always people who want to pray, what are they praying for?
Are you grateful for His silence, or are you praising His arrangements? "

And what is the old believer's answer?

"That was just a prayer."

How simple.

Incredibly simple, yet elusive.

Wildo wanted to figure out some implication from it, but no matter how he thought about it, he still failed in the end, and when he stopped thinking about it, he sometimes realized it.

This is just as the scriptures say: If you come for seeking, you will get nothing; if you come for understanding, you will know nothing.

Even if Veldor cannot understand the words of the old believers,

However, after getting along for many days, Wildo probably understood the old believer.

For belief, whether it is a true believer or a believer in other gods, tens of thousands of thoughts have been born.

Do people in the world believe in gods for benefit, or for impunity?Or is it both?
This question troubled millions, and among the old believers there was a very simple answer.

People in the world believe in gods not for gaining benefits, nor for avoiding punishment, but because they have to believe.

As for why you have to believe?

Because that is the wish deep in one's own heart, one has to believe in something, because one's abilities are too limited, and the world is so vast and full of unknowns.

Because man longs to climb, but God stands on the top of that goodness, man yearns for light, and God is light, standing on a high mountain.

"Belief in God is not about giving, but about needing."

Old believers have mentioned this many times.

These words are so simple, but they reveal what the world thinks in their hearts and reveal the essence of human beings.

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Soon after, the Order set off again.

They kept a close eye on the only remaining guide and headed towards the ancient kingdom of elves. It was foreseeable that as long as they did not go to the Holy Land for a day, these true believers would not let that guide leave for a day.

And the priest of the religious group also let go of his original kind face, and threatened and lured him many times, so that the guide couldn't afford to run away, but because of this, the latter would curse these true believers in a low voice in private.

"Obviously these guides entrapped us, but now we have become bad people instead."

Wildo was walking on the road, his head covered in sweat, and complained:

"Our way is always hard, always full of tribulations, and the Lord will not give us an easy way."

The old believer panted and said slowly:

"If He sends down fire from heaven, we shall be turned into pure gold after the fire."

Wildo knew that this was a word in the creed, so he didn't respond, he lowered his head and took out the whistle from his pocket.

The whistle is made of bone.

Bored now, Wildo put it to his mouth and blew it, and the rapid whistle startled a group of birds.

"Hey, it seems that there are no carrier pigeons."

As soon as the words fell, Wildo saw a homing pigeon flying across the sky,
"Well, maybe I said it too early."

Then, Wildo put the whistle back in his pocket and escaped some food from the other pocket.

The old believer looked back, and it looked like some kind of mushroom.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"

asked the old believer.

"It's called purple orchid mushroom, eat it casually, the guide said it's not poisonous, and I didn't have any problems.

However, eating too much is said to produce hallucinations for a short period of time. "

As he spoke, Wildo took a bite, the mushroom was big and fat.

Seeing this, the old believers stopped talking.

After eating the mushrooms, for some reason, Wildo looked a lot more excited,
"Ahead, what is waiting... How will God test us?"

The old believer said slowly:

"Anything is possible.

Rainstorms, tornadoes, tsunamis, sandstorms, or earthquakes, anything is possible. "

After finishing speaking, the old believer coughed violently several times.

"what happened to you?"

The old believer was really coughing badly, and Wildo couldn't help asking.

He felt flustered for no reason, as if the old believer in front of him was his close relative.

"nothing…"

The old believer stopped for a while, leaned against the tree trunk, took a few breaths slowly, and rested for a while.

Several true believers walked past him and greeted him with concern, but the old believers all gave the same answer.

When they slowly fell to the end of the line, the old believer was still looking into the distance, murmuring absentmindedly.

"God, give me another chance."

Wildo couldn't hear clearly, he only knew that the old believer seemed to be begging for something.

"What are you begging for?"

Years of getting along, Wildo asked directly without any scruples.

The old believer glanced at him and said:

"About my dead wife and child...

In my prayers every day and night, I beg God to give me another chance. "

Wildo was silent, he clearly knew the remorse and regret of the old believers for a long time.

Death takes the loved ones of the old believers, and the old believers beg God for a chance to redeem their loved ones from death.

"Maybe God can't hear you."

Wildo originally wanted to say this, but the words changed again.

"Okay... are you really okay?"

The old believer slapped his legs, raised his heels and joined the team, and said,
"I'm just getting a little old."

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After the seven gods returned from the Sea of ​​Souls, they brought Silas' bet back to the gods of the Golden Hall.

The gods blew up the pot at once.

They originally thought that the Archangel would have to back down and accept their request due to the threats and wishes of the gods. However, under the description of the dream god Laren, the Archangel's arrogant tone and contemptuous eyes seemed to reappear. In front of the gods, this undoubtedly made the gods of the Celestial Kingdom burn with anger.

The gods talked loudly, cursing at the archangel Siles, lamenting the pain of the gods all the time, the whole golden palace was like a place where fishes and dragons mixed together, and it was surrounded by noise for a long time. There is no unified will.

At the back, the anger of the gods gradually calmed down, and the gods regained their calmness in the past. Under the auspices of the prophecy god Kagaus, they began to discuss the appropriate countermeasures.

"The bet made by Silas is not unacceptable to us."

"This bet is already in our favor. Could it be that he, an angel, can rival three gods?"

"Speaking of which, I have heard that the Archangel Soramus was probably at the fifth level when he walked the world. If so, the Archangel Silos is definitely not as good as Soramus."

When the gods were seriously discussing the bet, they were shocked to see how beneficial the bet was for the gods.

It's like giving away for nothing.

Among the gods, except for some recently born gods, most of the gods have personally experienced their rebirth, and they have also met the archangel Solamus.

That archangel, the existence second only to the father in the kingdom of heaven, only possesses the mighty power of a fifth-order god.

Since the archangel is like this, is Siles far stronger than Soramus?
In the kingdom of celestial bodies, even though the dragon god Ndola has fallen, there are still two fifth-order gods.

On the day of fulfilling the bet, the kingdom of the gods will fight with two fifth-tier gods and a fourth-tier god who is closest to fifth-tier. How can Silas compete with them?

After weighing, the original anger of the gods receded, replaced by optimism.

"The only thing we have to worry about is that after the bet wins, he pays too little bet."

A god declared proudly and confidently.

Angelina, the water god, sat on a high place, watching the reactions of these gods.

The few gods who first awakened self-awareness, their seats are higher than other gods, second only to the golden throne that is now vacant.

"What are you worried about, Lady Angelie?"

On the side of Angelina, His servant, Nushmi, the god of waves, asked.

"Nushmi, these gods think too optimistic about everything."

Angelina whispered.

Nushmi looked puzzled,
"Why is this too optimistic? Could it be that the Archangel's ability is far beyond our imagination?"

Angelina shook her head and said:

"I don't think so, but... I still feel vaguely wrong."

Nushmi scratched her head and asked again:
"Then what is appropriate? Tell me, how can we solve this crisis?"

At this moment, Angelina raised the corners of her mouth and joked:
"You said, if we gods all go to the gate of the Father's kingdom of heaven one by one and ask Him to take back that power, if our Father disagrees for a day, we will let one god commit suicide until He agrees.

We neither resisted Him nor obeyed Him. We just died in front of Him and shook His compassion. I think this method is far more feasible than letting Silas hide the way of divine creation. "

Nushmi was stunned. He opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say, and it took him a long time to spit out:
"Master Angelie, that's too whimsical..."

Angelina, the god of water, did not deny it.
"That's true, but I feel that if it is so, maybe our father will really give in.

It's just that this approach is not feasible. "

During the conversation between Angelina and the gods, the discussions of the gods gradually subsided, and they decided to accept the bet and send three gods to fight the archangel Silas.

The gods will ask the three gods to make a big oath that they must return victorious. If they win, the gods will grant them a wish, and if they don't win, they will accept the judgment and punishment of the gods.

For this battle, the Kingdom of the Gods is full of confidence. Their only concern is that the bet paid by Siles is too small, and the chips are not enough to satisfy the gods.

The three gods who faced Silas were: the closest fifth-level god of victory, Leondos, whose sword of victory can be said to be a symbol of all victory in the world; the fifth-level storm god Utus, who is He was born in the world shortly after the rebirth day. He who is in charge of the storm has a power similar to that of the former god king Shan En. If Shan En has not fallen, then Utus will be the God King's subordinate god; the last is the fifth level Lori, the god of the earth, who was born less than a hundred years ago, can be said to be the youngest god in the entire celestial kingdom. He is in charge of plains, volcanoes, mountains and other things on the mantle. The world's feet are on the ground, but because he is too young, he can't fully control his own power.

The three gods were selected by the gods. In the golden hall, they made a big oath before the gods. Most of the gods were also very satisfied with these candidates, because they were already the strongest in the Celestial Kingdom. Fighting strength.

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It didn't take long for the news that the gods had decided on a good candidate to reach the sea of ​​souls.

And it was none other than Nakbet, the God of Death, who brought this news.

"Because I have assisted you, the gods think that I will be a competent enough messenger to accurately convey the wishes of the gods."

Nakbet said without haste.

For this whole incident, he was only emotionally agitated for a while at the beginning, but now he has returned to calm.

This is entirely because Nakbet discovered that no matter whether he has the path of divine creation or not, it does not affect the underworld in his hands.

When a mortal dies, he is a soul. When a god dies, he is also a soul. Once he enters the state of a soul, no matter how powerful he was or how much resentment he had before death, facing himself as the god of death, as long as he is discovered, The same is to be harvested.

Nakbet is the kind of god who only cares about one-third of an acre of land, so both mortals and gods respect the king of the underworld.

"Thank you for your kindness. I have received your message."

Schillers responded thus,

"The god of victory, the god of storm, the god of the earth... no matter who they are, they are all tricky."

Nakbet declined to comment, he did not want to be involved in these matters.

Not long after, Nakbet, the god of death, informed Siles of the place and time of the battle, and then left.

The location of the bet was chosen above the sea, so that it would not affect the mortals on the ground in a large area, and most of the land near the sea was unexplored virgin jungle, almost desolate.

The only minor flaw was that the location wasn't particularly far from the Old Kingdom of the Elvens.

But it was acceptable. After all, there were not many residents in the ancient kingdom of elves, and the only stone slaves and true believers also lived near the Holy Land, so it was difficult to be affected by this war.

(End of this chapter)