I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 317 Hahaha! It turns out that trees are also angels! It turns out that the evil god is called Roland!
After studying the secrets for a while, Roland felt a little overwhelmed.

Roland thought to himself, "I can translate all of this, but I need Johnson and the others to explain some of the mysteries within it to me."

Roland discovered that he lacked some theological foundation.

I must ask Johnson to explain this to me.

But there are also many books here, you can take a look first.

Roland thought to himself, "I wonder if I'll have another chance to come in next time and look through other books."

Roland recited the documents again, making sure he had memorized them all. Then he flipped through other books and started reading.

Roland was surprised to find that most of the church's faith and philosophical knowledge were told in the form of fables, myths, and epics!
He suddenly discovered that these myths and epics were the church's "secret arts" and "magic"!
If a person is very good at writing poems and singing, then he will definitely be a very powerful high priest.

Because every poem represents a divine art!
Therefore, the few "secret books" that Roland had taken before were the knight's things.

The rest of the history, myths, fables, etc. are all the secret techniques of the priests!

History is recorded in the form of poetry, corresponding to the wizards' "spells"! They are prayers! As long as you memorize them and sing them, they become magic!
Mythological stories correspond to "secret arts and mental methods". The deeper the understanding, the more powerful the magic will be!
Those fables are all "Mantra Techniques". If you study them thoroughly, they can actually change a person's destiny!
Roland was greatly shocked. He thought to himself, "I always thought the Church would have some spells, theories, and the like."

These things are actually!
I am obsessed with appearances.

Wizards study logic, formulas and theorems, so wizards are science students!

The priests studied history and philosophy! They were liberal arts!

The things in the humanities and sciences are naturally different!
No wonder the scribes are so concerned about what's here. For the monks, it's not just history! It's the Dharma!

Actually, there is one more important thing for wizards, and that is calculation. But wizards nowadays no longer need to use their brains to calculate things - they use magic books.

This thing is a 'chip', it's AI, it's a supercomputer.

On the other hand, there is also a very important thing on the church side, and that is faith. Roland doesn't need to worry about this thing.

As long as Roland understood all these myths, epics, fables, etc., he would not only be a Templar Knight, but also a high priest!

Roland read those mythological stories with great interest.

As he watched, he became fascinated.

After a while, Roland raised his head with a strange look on his face.

He had just read some stories about angels and the Son of God. From a mythological point of view, these creatures were very strange.

Roland had never known what angels and the Son of God were.

Now he finally understood a little.

The Sons of God are also a type of angel, but their relationship with God is even closer. They have a higher upper limit, more terrifying stats, and even more terrifying growth.

There are also angels and saints in the East.

And lots and lots of them.

Roland had seen a lot and killed a lot.

Roland thought to himself, "It turns out that the leeches and mutated spider wizards in the Withered Blood Castle are all angels!"
Countess Wendisha, Reynard, the Three Holy Servants, and the Coral Tree are all Sons of God!
Heywood of Human Skin Town is also an angel! He is also an angel evolving into the Son of God!
When he stood on the stage, the bloated monster covered with human skin was an angel.

After he transformed into the giant human face on the dome, he became the Son of God. Hehehe. No wonder the withered blood wizards cultivated so quickly, no wonder they could no longer move forward and had to eat the prisoner seeds.

The prisoner is an angel!
It's angel medicine!

Eat the prisoner's seed and you will become an angel!

Roland was very shocked because these descriptions of angels were all written by God!
God told the world what angels are!
But that is not how the church communicates it.

Judging from the documents Roland had read in the manuscript library outside, the church's description of angels and the Son of God was very beautiful and mythical.

God has communicated the truth to the world.

But the world has distorted the truth.

Those who copied the scriptures did not do so intentionally, but they were unwilling to believe!

So, the ballet ghost, the shepherd tree, and the little leech are all angels.

The coral tree, the twisted giant leech, and the three holy servants are all sons of God.

The mysterious creatures at the bottom level are of higher dimensions and are beyond human comprehension. So aren't they gods?

"Are you reading Angel's Story?"

Suddenly, a curious voice came from beside him. Roland looked up and found that it was Sister Florence.

Roland wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes. You know, after angels descend to earth, they all possess personality and humanity, thus forgetting their memories of heaven. Therefore, every angel is very curious about their own identity."

Sister Florence smiled and said, "So, they need guidance—that's the reason these church monks exist."

Roland looked at Sister Florence with a strange expression. He thought to himself, "Oh no! She's going to debate with me!"

Johnson had said to Roland before: chat less with the priests!

They are so professional that after just a few words with you, you will believe in God!
Academics cannot beat these people who are just good at talking.

So Roland felt a little weak.

Sister Florence reached out and closed the book in front of Roland. She said, "You don't have to be confused by those descriptions of angels. They are just 'descriptions'."

Roland asked, "So what are real angels like?"

Sister Florence said: “They are human beings like us, they need to eat and drink water and have emotions.

Sir Lawrence, for example, you and I, I mean, for example, the two Templar Knights you and I met at the door outside before, are angels. "

Roland shook his head and said, "Sister Florence, I know what you mean. I also believe they are humanoid.

But not what angels really look like.”

Sister Florence said, "Mr. Lawrence, when angels die, they return to heaven—in human form with wings of light."

Roland nodded and said, "Yes, I have seen such descriptions in the Scripture Copying Hall outside. But do they look exactly the same as they did before they died?"
You see, I am an angel, but my appearance is not fixed.

Decades ago, when I was first born, I was a blond, blue-eyed aristocrat. When I died, I was also blond and blue-eyed.

Later, the Hydra Group helped me be born in the East - I have black hair and black eyes (dark brown).

If I die one day, will the 'angelic appearance' that emerges from my body be a middle-aged person with blond hair and blue eyes, or a young person with black hair and black eyes?

Florence was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly understood what Roland meant.

Roland meant that after a person dies, the angels that run out of the corpse are not what angels really look like.

Roland said, "Sister Florence, as I said before, when angels come to earth, they have personality and humanity. But this is not what we are like in heaven.

Florence, have you ever seen the scene when God unfolds the kingdom of heaven on earth?
I have seen.

I saw it once in the East.

Once, it was an alternate dimension, and the power of a certain god completely enveloped that place. His kingdom of God was gradually projected onto that world and swallowed it up.

There, three angels 'awakened'.

They were human beings like you and me, needing to eat and drink. A single blow would kill them.

But after they 'awakened', one turned into a strange and twisted towering tree, holding up the sky of the Kingdom of God, while the other turned into an endless swarm of maggots, turning into the land of the Kingdom of God.

The other was eaten by the two angels."

Roland had actually seen him three times.

Once in the yellow-brown fern forest - that is the kingdom of God!

A kingdom of God projected into a fern forest!
There were also angels and the Son of God.

The Holy Tree of Flesh and Blood is the Son of God! The one who crawled out of the blond apprentice is also the Son of God!
And those 'leeches' wriggling on the holy tree of flesh and blood are angels.

Another time was at the Blood Castle. During the battle between the two gods, the kingdom of God was briefly projected onto the surface world, and the entire Heracari Church was transformed into a "silk ribbon."

They are angels too.

Florence was silent for a moment, then said, "Mr. Lawrence, what you saw were indeed angels and the Son of God, but they were definitely not normal angels and the Son of God.

They are either angels or the Son of God who have been polluted.

Or, they are the fallen angels and dark saints from the abyss and the evil gods of hell, or in other words, the evil gods."

Florence was about to be shaken by what Roland said, but she actually managed to turn the situation around!

Whether in the Fern Forest, the End Land, or the Blood Castle, the gods that emerged were not normal gods.

Heracha is clearly a deity with severe insanity and corruption.

Lord Yellow Fern is the god of the abyss.

The Bloody Baron is also the God of the Abyss.

And guys like the ballet ghost and the shepherd tree are obviously not normal "angels" - they are those "strange angel-level little gods", low-level creatures, and projections of mysterious forces from the lower world.

Florence said, "The scripture you see now is actually the 'Old Scripture'. It records a long time ago. At that time, many gods were contaminated by madness and evil, and their angels also became evil gods.

Real angels are not like this."

Roland nodded and said, "I understand. Thank you, Sister Florence."

Florence gave a slightly mischievous smile of victory and went to read the book.

Roland said nothing. He felt that what Florence said might not be correct, but he did not argue with her.

He just looked at the book, which contained a description of the 'Goddess of Dawn' and the 'Son of God'.

According to the content of the myth, there was a father who fucked three gods. Or rather, he was fucked by them.

These three goddesses of the Dawn system belong to the second generation of Dawn goddesses, commonly known as the Three Dawn Sisters.

These three goddesses are called 'Holy Angel (Archangel/Goddess)', 'Merciful Saint (Archangel/Goddess)' and 'Generous Elf Fairy (Archangel/Goddess)'.

The statue of the goddess of dawn in this hall is the statue of a holy angel.

Three goddesses gave birth to several children for their husband - the father was not a god, but a mortal. Several children, three mothers, and one father - this sounds quite normal.

But the key point is that the youngest child has three mothers.

The Old Testament states that the Angel of the Holy Spirit, the Angel of Mercy, and the Angel of Generosity are all mothers of the Son of God. The Angel of Mercy first gave the Son flesh and blood, and the Angel of the Holy Spirit and the Angel of Generosity each gave it once.

It also says that this child is an idiot - stupid.

Let’s not worry about whether he is an idiot or not.

A person can only have one mother and one father, right?
How can one person have three mothers and one father at the same time?

Roland thought to himself, "There are only three possible logics. One is that these three goddesses are the 'human-shaped goddesses' that Florence mentioned."

But the children they gave birth to were a little special.

The eldest mother gave birth to the head, the second mother gave birth to the torso, the third mother gave birth to the limbs, and each mother gave birth to a part. After giving birth, they sewed the children up - so this child had some congenital disabilities and dementia.

The second logic is that the second mother gave birth to a child first, then put the child back into the eldest mother's belly to give birth to a child, and then put the child back into the third mother's belly to give birth to a child - all three mothers are a little mentally ill, so this child has some hereditary dementia.

There is a third logic.

That is, three indescribable goddesses entangled together and gave birth to this baby.

This kid isn't normal either—in cults, ignorance is often a form of praise. In a sense, ignorance is a form of omniscience.

According to this logic, the same thing happened when they created a baby: the gods were entangled like a hemp rope, pulling the father into their body, and constantly squirming. This is how they created the baby.
According to this logic, could the three goddesses be human-shaped?

If God looks like this, then what do the goddess' children look like?

What does the Holy Son they gave birth to look like?

This is not the most detrimental thing for Roland.

What made Roland lose his SAN the most was that this kid was called 'Roland'.

Seeing this, Roland felt terrible!
He thought it was probably the same name.

After all, 'Roland' is clearly a human name—it doesn't look like a divine name at all.

Roland thought to himself, "If I were that Son of God, the name recorded in the myth would definitely be 'Alayeh'! Definitely not Roland!"

So it should be the same name.

Also, that father's name is 'Nip', not 'Anthony'. So he's definitely not my dad.

Yes, that's right.'
Roland looked at the document again and thought to himself, "Speaking of which, this father is really pitiful.

When others give birth to children, it is the mother who suffers.

When they give birth to children, it is the fathers who suffer!
What’s even more terrifying is that this father is just a mortal. What has he been through?

Anyone who experiences these things will definitely go crazy!
If it were me, I would definitely run away from home, change my name, and hide somewhere where my wife wouldn't find me!
At this point, Roland was suddenly stunned.

It seems his father also ran away from home!
Still crazy.

And as far as Roland knew, his father was indeed very philandering and found him several stepmothers.

His father often warned Roland not to mess around with women, saying that finding just one woman in his lifetime was enough. He would suffer if he found several. He deeply regretted having gotten involved with so many women.

Roland always felt that the more wives the better.

So my father is quite strange.

Men do like to have several wives, but what if these wives are all indescribable?

So, could it be that his father's name is not 'Anthony'?
Roland shook his head fiercely, thinking it must be a duplicate name.

First of all, the timing doesn’t match.

It is unknown how many tens of thousands of years ago these documents are.

Secondly, the location doesn't match. The document describes a mythological story from another world - a world so far away that even if the three goddesses stretched out their hands, they couldn't reach it.

Finally, there is a major contradiction in the literature. According to the description in the literature, the Four Goddesses are outer gods, not of this world.

But the 'Holy Goddess of Dawn' is the god of this world.

Roland thought to himself, "It should be a metaphor. Ancient myths are often metaphors. For example, the gods in Greek mythology are actually city-states, and they tell stories between city-states."

Therefore, there are many contradictions in Greek mythology. This would make sense if it were a city-state.

The myths here should be like this too.'
The name Roland is very common. There are at least tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of people named Roland in the world.

It definitely isn’t me.

Roland thought to himself, "I think the gods the church believes in should all be Greek gods. In ancient times, one god controlled one kingdom. One kingdom represented one god."

Therefore, the mythological stories left by the gods are actually about the affairs between kingdoms.

Therefore, the story of the four goddesses and "Holy Son Roland" should be that a war broke out among the four kingdoms, which led to the emergence of a small city-state.

Just look for a city-state called 'Roland' and you'll find out.
However, Roland didn't plan to look for it.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to find it.

Roland closed the book and decided not to read it anymore.

He came here to study how to advance, not to read the story.

He planned to go back early to ask Johnson for advice, and then let him teach him the skills!
Thinking of this, Roland came to the three statues of the 'Holy Goddess of Dawn' that made him feel very close, knelt on the ground and worshiped them sincerely.

I don’t know what he muttered, but he didn’t attract God’s attention.

This made Roland breathe a sigh of relief.

After standing up, Roland said to Sister Florence, who was quietly waiting for him, "Let's go, Sister Florence, I'm done."

Florence was a little unhappy. If you want to call me Mammy, just call me Mammy. Why do you have to add a small word?

However, she was somewhat accustomed to hearing it—Roland always called her that when he was in a good mood.

After thinking for a moment, Florence took advantage of Roland's good mood and asked cautiously, "So, will you come tomorrow? I mean, there's a lot of information here. If you don't find any clues to the mysterious phenomena in the monastery, there's no need to rush."

Roland wasn't looking for these things at all, but he understood what Florence meant.

She felt that she could give a true translation of the Old Scriptures.

Hmm. No wonder I can understand the divine text.
Roland rubbed his face and said, "I'll come over tomorrow when I have time."

Sister Florence breathed a sigh of relief—great!

She didn't care whether Roland came to look up information or investigate a case. She wished Roland would come every day!

The mysterious and unusual events at the monastery were indeed important, but they hadn't been going on for a day or two.

These few days won’t matter.

Besides, there are so many people outside handling the matter. The Deputy Director of the Mysterious Department and Saint Diana have both come here in person. So, Roland is not a big deal, right?
If Roland comes here more often and reads more mythological stories here, he might find some clues. After all, it is said that these things are related to the Holy Spirit.

It’s okay if you can’t find any clues, you can also help translate some literature.

The two walked out of the Scripture Copying Hall and headed towards the sanatorium.

On the way, Roland asked a question like this: "Mammy Florence, there are also levels of division among angels, right?"

Sister Florence said, "Yes, Mr. Lawrence."

Roland nodded, suddenly looked at Florence, then looked at her shadow, and then said, "Am I your superior?"

Florence was slightly stunned, confused as to how Roland could tell that she was also an angel. But the four sons of the Goddess of Dawn all had some strange powers. Perhaps his power was omniscience.

Sister Florence hesitated for a moment and looked at Roland with a strange look. He wouldn't want to order me to do something weird, would he?
After hesitating for a moment, the young nun bit her lip and said, "Yes, sir, you are indeed my superior."

The nun did not say 'Mr. Lawrence' but 'Mr.'

Roland nodded, his expression very grim.

No wonder they brought me into the highest-level Scripture Hall. Yeah, I was looking for information, that's right. Because I'm a prosecutor, the monastery just assumed I could go anywhere!

Sister Florence took Roland all the way to the ward.

Johnson was slightly taken aback when he saw Roland and Sister Florence coming back together, chatting and laughing. Then he showed a somewhat unhappy expression - "You little bastard, you're always flirting with other women, even the nun, are you still a human being?"

However, Johnson immediately put the matter aside.

He was looking for Roland everywhere.

He was planning to gather those old lunatics for a secret meeting to perform a black magic ritual. It would be boring without this little lunatic.

After closing the door, Old Johnson on the hospital bed complained to Roland: "I thought you were arrested by the prosecutor!
You, your disguise is not professional at all. You may be able to fool the monks here, but if the people of the Inquisition saw you, they would definitely suspect that you are a dark wizard!"

Roland had just sat back on the hospital bed. When he heard this, his eyes twitched slightly and he asked hurriedly, "What do you think is wrong with my disguise?"

Old Johnson laughed and said, "Boy, do you admit it?"

Roland nodded, thinking it was time to explain the situation.

He stood up solemnly and performed the Black Abyss wizard salute to Johnson as if he were treating a rabbi.

Then, Roland said, "Teacher, I am a disciple of the Snake Tower of the Black Abyss School. I entered the school thirty-two years ago. Due to the law of suffering, there is no trace of you in the academy. Even the first dean was mistaken for 'Ig.'"

So, I didn’t recognize you.”

Old Johnson stroked his beard and said, "Hmph, you have a strong scent of the Black Abyss. The methods you used to deal with those six were also from our Black Abyss. I have long believed that you are a disciple of the Black Abyss."

After a pause, Johnson asked cautiously, "Who sent you?"

Roland said, "Actually, I was sent by Catherine."

"You just said that the eldest lady sent you here?" Johnson looked at Roland with a strange look, as if he was looking at a mental patient.

Roland's face was filled with question marks, and he thought to himself, "What's wrong with this old lunatic again?"

(PS: Brothers, today is a day off for 6K. Please give me some monthly tickets and recommendation tickets)
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