Myth: I am God!

Chapter 89 Heavenly Fire!

Isaac saw his father in a dream.

The father and son talked for a long time in the dream.

After learning that God was about to burn Canaan with heavenly fire.

He couldn't help but feel horrified.

In reality, Isaac wasn't bloodthirsty or that radical...

He considered severely punishing those sinners, skinning them, pulling out their tendons... or breaking their limbs as torture, burning them, boiling them in a pot or something like that.

But he didn't intend to kill all the Canaanites who had erred...

At least some people can be changed, and some people can be saved.

Just like those innocent children, that pastor who held onto a sliver of faith, those innocent slaves... there are always some people who are temporarily blinded. They are kind by nature, but gradually become tainted by injustice in this environment. Isaac doesn't know how many such people there are.

Or rather, he hoped that most of the Canaanites would change.

Return to the Lord, resume righteousness...

He still retained a last shred of hesitation and doubt.

What if they can change? What if my persuasion works?

So, in his dream, he prayed to his father, "Father...please give the Canaanites one last chance."

"They turned away from the Nine Commandments because they did not know that God existed... They saw the sun and thought of Apollo, saw thunder and thought of Zeus... but they could not imagine the greatness of God, for God is one and exists in all things... The Canaanites did not understand all this..."

"Perhaps, if I explained it to them a little more..."

"Then they will change their minds."

"Father... give the Canaanites one last chance."

After Isaac finished praying...

All that could be heard was a long sigh, like the night wind.

Then, the dream shattered.

When he opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes.

Isaac, saddened and forlorn, rose from the ground...

After putting on a coat and hanging up a cloak, I arrived at the center of the Canaan town.

This is the busiest area in Canaan, with crowds of people coming and going.

The sounds of hawking and arguing never ceased.

Isaac's sudden appearance surprised everyone. People had heard legends about him... but rarely had they seen this son of Canaan.

Therefore, when he built a high platform in the center of the town using wooden barrels and planks.

Many people were drawn over, curiously observing the busy Son of Canaan.

He looked somewhat disheveled, covered in dust and sawdust mixed with sweat, and his movements were clumsy and awkward.

Some of the bolder individuals couldn't help but scoff, "Look at that hero's son, he's just a carpenter!"

This remark drew laughter.

However, Isaac did not react at all, which emboldened the others.

They thought the son of Canaan was nothing special, that he would cower and meek in the face of such mockery.

"Hey, Isaac, did you learn your craft from your father? The legendary hero Yara seems to be a terrible and pathetic carpenter!"

They are becoming increasingly daring.

The words even reached the point of being presumptuous, and even caused the old Canaanites in the crowd to become enraged.

Isaac still ignored him, his eyes filled with sadness and... pity.

Before long, the platform was completed.

Isaac stood on the high platform, above the crowd... More and more people gathered around, craning their necks to watch Isaac rise to the platform, seemingly about to deliver a speech, listening intently...

However, after a long wait, all they received was a vicious curse: "Canaanites, you are doomed!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The crowd in the town center erupted in commotion upon hearing this.

Some of the more ill-tempered individuals even pushed through the crowd, reaching the foot of the platform and hurling insults at Isaac: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Is it because your father died young and didn't teach you the most basic manners?!"

"My lambs are fresh and lively, my calves are strong and healthy..."

"I have eighteen servants to attend to my daily needs, and thirty-six virgins to attend to my sleep."

"Where is the disaster you're talking about?"

Isaac looked at the man, then at the Canaanite who was equally enraged, and slowly said, "Because you have turned away from God..."

"They have forgotten the Messiah's teachings..."

"You will be in trouble."

"Only by listening to my words can one be spared from disaster..."

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The crowd below remained enraged, but Isaac paid no heed. He took a deep breath and spoke in a loud voice, making sure his words carried to every corner of the town center: "I demand that you release all the slaves and give them their freedom..."

"I want you to swear that you will never steal again, never commit adultery..."

"I demand that you stop indiscriminately killing innocent people and murdering others..."

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"I want you to burn all idols and false gods..."

"You can only believe in one God!"

After Isaac finished announcing everything.

The Canaanites were stunned, and an eerie silence fell over the scene.

Then, this silence erupted into an even more intense protest.

They even mocked and ridiculed him, saying, "I've figured it out now, he's a complete idiot!"

"The descendant of a hero turned out to be a complete idiot, haha!"

"You don't commit adultery because you're impotent, huh? Haha! Looks like you've never been with a woman before."

"Lord? Isn't that just a lie that Yara made up?"

"Where is the Lord? Behold, beneath my crotch!"

As he spoke, the man pulled down his pants, displaying his hairy, filthy genitals to the crowd, and proclaimed that this was God, drawing cheers from the others...

Seeing this, Isaac's anger reached its peak, and he roared furiously, "I will save you because of my mercy..."

Before he could finish speaking, the platform that had been used to deliver salvation out of mercy was toppled by the protesting crowd.

"We don't need your pity..."

"We don't need your rescue!"

"Canaan belongs to the Canaanites, not to the Messiah!"

"You won't get any rights from us!"

"Get out!"

Isaac fell heavily from the high platform.

Seeing that the legendary Son of Canaan was nothing special, those people became even more arrogant, even thinking of going up and beating up this brat who dared to curse them.

However, Isaac's heart had sunk to the bottom.

The crowd surged toward him with the most malicious anger.

Some even pulled out sharp daggers.

Isaac, however, remained unmoved and lay on the muddy ground.

He endured the Canaanites' insults, spit, and even blows.

Looking up at the sky.

His eyes were somewhat dark, and tears streamed down his face.

Pain, sorrow, and despair overwhelmed him.

He didn’t know why his hometown had become like this, or why the villagers had become like this.

Canaan is completely beyond saving.

The cacophony of insults, curses, and hurls from the crowd blended into a deafening din, but at that moment, Isaac seemed to hear nothing at all.

His eyes were fixed quietly on the sky.

Above the sky, clouds and mist flowed, seemingly floating in the clouds.

He saw the shadows of his father and God.

He wept, murmuring, "Father, I'm tired..."

"Only save those who are chosen..."

"And let the rest..."

Let everything be reduced to ashes.

The next moment, just as the Canaanite was about to teach Isaac a lesson and prepare to drive him out of Canaan...

The plague Isaac spoke of came to pass.

Almost instantly.

The sky turned crimson, like a block of iron scorched by the sun...

And the vibrant red glow continued to spread across the sky... the clouds became ignition points, and even the sun was obscured by the dark red flames...

The sky darkened in an instant.

At this moment, the angry Canaanites gradually noticed the abnormality, paused in their movements, and looked up at the sky.

However, it was only for a fleeting moment when I saw the sky.

Everyone was stunned; their faces turned deathly pale almost instantly.

Then, some Canaanites turned to look at Isaac, who had risen from the ground and was smiling. They then looked up at the sky...

Their faces were as pale as the dead, a mixture of confusion, terror, and disbelief.

In his final moments before death, he asked, "What...is that?"

Isaac smiled, true to his name.

Her smile was so bright, yet it sent a chill down your spine...

He murmured it softly again, unlike a saint...

But it sounded more like a devil's whisper: "Woe to you, Canaanites!"

He pointed to the sky and said, "Look, that is heavenly fire."

next moment!

The Canaanites looked up again, following Isaac's direction.

This time, the Canaanites witnessed the most shocking and unforgettable scene of their lives—the flames in the sky, like burning clouds, like orange-red, overwhelming waves, like a huge, reddish-brown iron block covering the horizon... completely engulfing Canaan and crashing down.

Their desperate eyes reflected the beautiful, yet eerie, fireworks.

They even forgot about escaping... or rather, there was no way to escape at all.

In this miraculous, towering flame, they lost all courage to resist.

In their despair, they suddenly understood everything the Messiah's son had said—

God! It's God! That's God!

They were in pain, filled with remorse, and desperately prayed to God.

However, it was all too late.

The sin... has already exceeded the period for forgiveness.

The flames covered everything in sight.

The next moment, fire scorched their skin, flesh melted into bloody liquid, emitting hissing black smoke; cheeks and chins melted away, revealing gruesome skeletons; eyeballs and internal organs exploded into splattered fluids the instant they spilled out, creating a foul stench...

The Canaanites struggled, screamed, and wailed in the sea of ​​fire, running around engulfed in flames.

However, no matter how fast they ran or how much they rolled on the ground.

All to no avail...

They fled into the houses, but the fire passed through the roofs without any obstruction and burned their heads. They hid in the water, but the fire boiled the entire river. They howled in the boiling water and were boiled to a pulp.

And when that despair and fear reached their deepest point...

And those sinners who have not yet died in the fire, tossing and turning, or those righteous people chosen by the fire, trembling in the buildings.

In the streets ablaze with terrifying flames, I seemed to see a distorted, distorted figure, twisted and blurred by the heat...

At first, they didn't see it clearly, only thinking it was a hallucination and illusion caused by fear reaching its deepest point.

However, as the shadow emerged from the flames, walking through the fire, its form clearly appearing before them.

They wept bitterly, as if waking from a dream, and worshipped the figure in the fire.

Even after countless years, the pastor and the many righteous survivors could never forget this day, could never forget the flames that fell from the sky, and could never forget the figure of redemption and hope—Isaac Messiah—in that most desperate and terrifying miracle.

Walking amidst endless flames!

The fire that consumes all sins does not harm them in the slightest!

His figure traversed every corner of Canaan, stepping over every burning flame, so that everyone, whether burned or not, could see his figure in the fire.

And as he traversed each block, the flames responded to each of his poetic pronouncements, "Guilty Canaan..."

"Be reborn from the flames!"

"Let the damned die, and let the living live!"

"You shall be purified in the fire!"

"You will live forever in the fire!"

Until this point.

The survivor then fully understood the true meaning of the legendary name: he was a burnt offering pardoned by God.

He is the son of Canaan in the fire.