only god

Chapter 539 The world is too big

They returned to the empty room.

Above the shallow lake, calm reigned.

The water plants are rippling quietly, looking so soft.

Xilan was still sitting there kneeling, like a prisoner waiting for his sentence, but the difference was that no one wanted to kill him now.

Helis did not intend to kill Sealand from the beginning, but Utus, who believed in the law of the jungle, accepted his father's miracle, and Laren, who had been struggling, finally gave up the opportunity to destroy the miracle.

At that moment, they saw a vision of the future.

Herris sat on the shallow lake, with his head lowered, looking at the sometimes turbid and sometimes clear shallow lake, recalling the various wonders he had seen.

Helis stretched out his hand to touch the soil under the lake, and the water plants surrounded him tenderly.
Before the three of them entered this room, they didn't know what kind of people they were.

Utus and Laren were obsessed with sealing the path of divine creation and destroying miracles, and wanted Xilan dead for this reason. However, they hesitated and chose silence in the face of the coercion and inducement of the gods.

Then, they came to this room. Even though they temporarily lost their divine power at first, they still retained the dignity and arrogance of the gods. But as the world spun again and again, and as they stayed in this room with only the truth for longer and longer, what? Dignity, glory, and pride have all become smoke in the past, just like a war, a plague, or a heavy rain. After raging, they disappear without a trace, like an onion with its layers peeled off, leaving only one A struggling and trembling soul.

On this shallow lake, they displayed all they had before God.

He was too cowardly, Laren valued dignity more than heirs, and Utus highly believed in the law of the jungle. They finally recognized themselves. Among the three, no one was perfect.

They even hate each other and are against each other. They are tit for tat and spend much more time arguing than complimenting each other.

But this room can actually accommodate the three of them...

Harris stared at the swaying trajectory of the water plants, which looked like the curves of stars against the backdrop of the quiet shallow lake. He began to fall into deep contemplation. This world has happiness, joy, various virtues, virtuous kings and nobility. There are ministers who are knowledgeable and wise, and there are gentle and kind people. Likewise, the world is full of betrayal, filth, and evil deeds. There are cruel tyrants and flattering servants, and there are people who think too highly of themselves. There are high-minded fools, and there are ignorant ordinary people... Tens of thousands of opposite and mutually contradictory things all appear in the same world at the same time, but people don't feel contradictory or crowded.

This makes people want to ask, why is this?
The shallow lake was quiet, as if in silence, and the swaying amplitude of the water plants gradually weakened.

"In the final analysis, it's because..."

Harris whispered to himself,

"The world is too big. It can accommodate both righteous people and evil people."

Over tens of thousands of years, Helis has seen countless kindnesses and evils. There are very few kindnesses worth remembering, but there are many evils that sting the eyes. Once a kind of evil appears, there will be imitators one after another. People will always It is a sigh that there are too few good people and too many bad people in the world. People always yearn for virtue in poetry and commit sins in the world. All this is like if the world does not usher in an end or an end, it will become worse. Falling down further and further.

Perhaps one day, there will be no good people left in the world, and there will be thieves, murderers, arsonists, prostitutes, and lovers everywhere. Anyone who sees this world will want to destroy it, but will not want to save it, let alone sacrifice, because people always He is willing to save the righteous people who are suffering and the good people who are being harmed.

It is an honor to sacrifice to save the righteous and honorable people. Countless people in history have sacrificed their lives in this way and have been praised.

However, who knows that sacrificing to save evil people and hypocritical villains is far more difficult than the former. It requires great kindness and ability, it requires no blame, no fear, long-term patience, endless need, and... Better than death.

"God loves us so much that He will shed tears for the righteous and die for the evil."

Harris was sitting on his knees on the shallow lake, with only the faint sound of swaying water plants in his ears. At this time, he fell into a meditative state, his head was empty, and there was nothing except warmth. He felt that his father seemed to be there. Looking at him from somewhere, the light shone on him. At this moment, his soul seemed to have been cleansed.

After an unknown amount of time, Herris stood up from the shallow lake in a daze. He faced the direction of Zealand, looked around, and found that Utus and Laren were standing beside him at some point.

Who would have thought that the three people who once fought endlessly now looked like somewhat comical brothers.

In this room, the three of them had all fallen into struggle, but at this time there was only peace. They were all sincerely waiting for the last moment, waiting for Xilan to open her eyes.

Under the swaying of the water plants, Xilan's body moved, and bursts of dust shook off his clothes. This man of God slowly stood up from the ground. His calm appearance did not look like he was standing at the door of death. Take a walk before.

"We don't want to kill you anymore."

The three of them said in unison.

Xilan looked at them in surprise but also took it for granted. He stood up slowly on the shallow lake, nodded slightly towards them, and blessed them.

After three days and three nights, the three of them all understood that no matter how dedicated they were to destroying the miracle, no matter whether they really killed Xilan or not, the sun would still rise as usual, and He would always display his power again and again, in the world. Miracles reappear on earth.

"Do you...understand why God did this?"

Xilan asked softly.

The three of them nodded. They all seemed to understand something from it. This was a gift. He gave them the power to kill Xilan. At the same time, this was also a trial. They understood that the reason for sin was For sin, is it because of the price?
"Sealand, we almost killed you."

Harris said with a guilty look on his face,

“May you forgive us, may the Father forgive us.”

Xilan nodded slightly and then said:
"I don't hold any grudge against you.

It's like God doesn't hold a grudge against anyone.

Even King Sabo, who was spurned in the scriptures, God also gave him an immortal soul. "

Xilan's voice fell on the shallow lake, and the three of them nodded involuntarily after being slightly stunned.

The shallow lake is always quiet.

Xilan lowered his eyes slightly and clasped his hands together as if talking to someone.

There was a deep silence all around, and the balsam grass stopped under the water. Death had approached the disciple of the prophet countless times, but now it not only stopped, but also moved away from him. The blank room gradually turned from dark to bright. , Xilan's head seemed to show a faint halo.

Those three beings were gods of the celestial kingdom, but they were equal mortals in this room. Xilan stood facing them, raised his hand, and declared like the first prophet in history creating a painting:

“Leave your sin behind, you already belong to God.

Because you have known yourselves, you have also known God. "

Xilan's words fell upon his ears, and something suddenly rose in the depths of the souls of the three beings. After struggling and tempering, their hands continued to tremble, and tears flashed in their eyes.

The reactions of the three people were different. Herris was trembling and full of joy, Utus showed enthusiasm and pride, and Laren, who felt that he had sinned deeply, seemed ashamed. He even wanted to go to hell immediately and suffer all the punishment he deserved. Punishment, doing all the hard work for those victims.

"He who is to be a prophet..."

Heris suddenly said,

"I want to ask you something."

Xilan nodded and said:
"Please ask."

Harris took a deep breath and whispered:

"I would like to ask if the Father has been looking at us and examining us since entering this room." Xilan did not deny it.

"Yes, you are right,
God is always watching over you. "

Although they had already guessed, the other two still showed a hint of astonishment, and they looked at each other in confusion.

Harris nodded with satisfaction and said:

"I have no more questions to ask."

Laren said at this time,

"I have.

I want to ask, will that vision of the future be real? "

The scene that was finally revealed gave Laren a great shock and was the final push for his transformation.

At that time, he was only one step away from the cliff.

And the huge power coming from his soul made him resolutely jump into the cliff.

Facing Laren's question, Xilan neither nodded nor shook his head.

"I have no idea.

Only God knows that future. "

Laren asked eagerly:
"Then what do you know?"

After Xilan thought for a moment, he slowly said:
"I only know that God has told me that one day, He will return to earth and set foot on the earth again."

The three of them were instantly shocked and couldn't help but ask:

"Has that day come? Has our Father come?

If He comes, where will He be? "

Facing these successive questions and three eager faces, Xilan lowered his eyes slightly.

He whispered like a prophet:
“Ask not where He is;

To ask…

Where is He going? "

All three heard this. At this time, the blank room slowly faded away, and the temporarily stripped divine power gradually returned. The calm shallow lake slowly seeped into the land, and the water plants also disappeared without a trace in the process. Finally, the room Completely disappeared, they all returned to the foot of the six-layered mountain of Pasofilo.

The blood-like setting sun before had disappeared, and Heris still regarded it as his father's wrath. Now the sky was clear and unusually blue.

Returning to this familiar human world, Helis seemed to have something. Before these three days, they each had their own shortcomings but were unaware of them. They wanted to destroy the miracle, just like the Logos killed the angels in the past. In the end, But no one is willing to kill Xilan anymore. They have deceived themselves in various ways, but now, God has shown his spirit in their hearts.

The three of them looked at each other. They had been accustomed to the powerlessness of mortals for three days, and now they were a little unable to adapt to the power of the gods. This was unimaginable before.

"We know who we are..."

They thought this way,

At this time, a voice that was ethereal, unrealistic, and seemed to leap out from the deepest part of the soul,
"Children, you are mine."

They suddenly raised their heads and looked around, as if they wanted to find the source of the sound. They saw the leaves swaying in the distance and the sun shining on the vast foothills. They pricked up their ears again, waited for a long time, and touched it doubtfully. My earlobes tried to hear something, but in my ears there were only the whirling of branches and leaves and the faint chirping of birds, and nothing seemed to happen.

However, the sky seemed brighter and wider.

"Did you hear that?"

Harris couldn't help but ask.

Utus nodded in affirmation without hesitation.

Laren was a little uneasy and nodded after hesitation.

At this time, the three gods finally determined that it was not an illusion, but the voice from the Father.

Xilan looked at them and slowly said:

"Now, go to Karlond."

Herris nodded heavily and was already ready while he was still in the room.

However, Utus and Laren reacted belatedly, and the two gods turned pale for an instant and couldn't help but tremble.

"what happened?"

Xilan said confused.

"It's already too late, the fire in Karlond is about to start."

Laren shouted in panic.

Countless pain and self-blame instantly surrounded Laren. He was the mastermind of all this, the mastermind behind everything. In the past, the God of Dreams passed the responsibility to mortals in front of the gods, but now, He can no longer do it. .

Laren clutched his head in pain. How much he wanted to go back in time and denounce his own stupidity. That was simply not what a god should do. If he could go back in time, he would even want to kill that self to prevent the disaster. happened.

As an accomplice, Utus also felt similar pain. He realized that his actions in the past violated his long-standing principles.

Faced with their situation, Xilan only had slight compassion. He was a human being of flesh and blood, and naturally sympathized with the righteous more than the evildoers. In fact, for many people, showing mercy to the evildoers was difficult and was not understood. If you commit a little crime, you want that person to receive the death penalty.

However, in this vast world, evil is always inevitable, and people's hearts will not be clear and clear all the time. The horror of death will lead people to extremes, because some people are not born with the desire to do evil. , but the environment forces them to do evil. The punishment for stealing and killing is death, so why not just kill?

In this case, once you commit a crime, the best way is to do your best to make up for it and accept your own punishment.

For a small country where evil is rare, death can curb all evil.

But for a world filled with endless sin,

A villain who has a clear conscience and is willing to atone for his sins is far better than a villain who is stubborn.

(End of this chapter)