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Chapter Sixty-Three: The invincible Baal has fallen!

"You who follow the nameless god! Get back here!"

God needs a name so that people will worship Him.

However, if we are talking about nameless gods, then there is indeed one, and he is the most famous god in the world.

He had no name, but because people asked for a name to use for worship, he casually said that his name was "Jehovah".

Those who follow Jehovah are naturally the angels or saints of the Hebrew tradition.

"This is a disgrace!" Mekal, or perhaps Baal, glared angrily, his roar echoing like thunder, "I will not allow it!"

"Go back! Go back!"

Baal's voice was filled with rage and humiliation.

The myths represented by Mekal and Jehovah can be said to be based on long-standing grievances, or even deep-seated hatred.

The word "serving Baal" is mentioned multiple times in the Jewish Book of Kings, used to describe turning away from Jehovah. During the Old Testament era, the faiths of Baal and Jehovah were repeatedly embroiled in bloody struggles in Mesopotamia, with the rulers of Israel and Judah switching faiths multiple times. Each conversion was accompanied by endless bloodshed.

But now, everything has settled down; it is Jehovah's victory.

“Jehovah! Jehovah! My enemy! Even your followers dare to rule over me? I will not allow it! I will never allow it!”

With Baal's roar, his form began to slowly change.

Initially, he was depicted as a rugged yet majestic strongman, a god-king wielding a club.

But gradually, his appearance began to become ferocious.

Two fleshy, tumor-like protrusions grew from his shoulders, rapidly increasing in size until they became two heads—one a cat's head and the other a frog's head.

Including the original head, there were three heads in total. However, even the head that was there from the beginning began to have a ferocious and terrifying appearance, instead of the majestic image of the god-king at the beginning.

His body gradually swelled up, just like a large, fat spider.

Even more remarkably, eight spider legs slowly grew from his back, each covered with fine, barbs that sent chills down one's spine, and judging by their color, they were clearly highly venomous.

The two clubs fell from his hands and vanished into thin air before they even touched the ground.

It wasn't because he wanted to let go of his weapon, but because his hands and feet had turned into cat's claws.

"I am Baal! I am invincible!" Baal's humanoid head in the center roared in defiance, while the two frog-shaped and cat-shaped heads beside him shouted noisily, "I will never lose!"

"Followers of Jehovah! Go back!"

"Unbelievable—" The young-looking war god, Vereslana, trembled slightly.

It wasn't fear, but excitement.

Perhaps, this time I will achieve the defeat I desire.

"How could Mekal be transformed from the image of a god-king into the image of a demon, condemned by the Bible?"

Baal was originally the supreme god-king worshipped by the Canaanites. However, as the Jews and the biblical system triumphed, Baal's image was vilified, and he gradually went from being the supreme god to the demon king of hell.

At this time, because a certain being recorded in the Bible wanted to use Baal as a springboard and sacrifice to manifest from mythology, Baal's biblical image was strengthened, and he lost his divine king status and fell into demonism.

The fact that Baal was offered as a sacrifice undoubtedly proves one thing: the other party's status in the biblical system is higher than that of Baal in the Bible.

A soft white light gathered at Baal's deformed chest, then slowly expanded, eventually enveloping Baal, whose body had become extremely ferocious.

Under this soft white light, even Baal, the demon king of hell, appeared somewhat holy.

"Baal is invincible..."

Baal, who still retained a trace of the God-King's will, finally uttered a few words.

Then, the hideous and terrifying body crashed to the ground.

The invincible Baal has fallen!

"They've arrived." Vereslana's lips curled into an uncontrollable smile, his crimson eyes blazing with a frenzied fighting spirit.

"Who is the archangel who was able to suppress Baal so quickly? Michael?"

"Or is it a saint from history? If it is a saint, could it be Noah?"

"Even if it wasn't Noah, judging by this status, he must have lived before the Great Flood as recorded in the Bible, right?"

"No, no! It's not impossible that it could be King Solomon, who commanded seventy-two demons including Baal, as legend has it."

At this moment, Lu Ye was hiding far away, observing the situation on the field.

However, Vereslana's voice, which sounded more like an excited shout than a muttering, still reached his ears, making his heart involuntarily jump.

Lu Ye is different from Vereslana.

Vereslana, confident in his own strength, desired to suffer defeat but could not. Therefore, he hoped to meet a formidable opponent.

The Baal summoned this time was a higher-ranking being, which made him feel not surprised but delighted, and he was full of anticipation.

Even though he knew it was impossible, he still hoped that the Lord in the biblical system would personally intervene.

But in Lu Ye's view, his strength has never been enough, and what he pursues is not fighting, but victory.

In his opinion, it would be best if the opponent was slightly weaker so that he could handle the situation.

Under Vereslana's expectant and Lu Ye's tense gaze, Bali, enveloped in soft white light, suddenly shrank until he became a ball of light the size of a basketball.

Then, the ball of holy light began to slowly elongate and transform into a human figure enveloped in holy light.

The holy light enveloping the humanoid figure gradually dissipated, revealing a pure white silhouette.

Her long, white hair was draped over her back, somewhat disheveled. She was thin, and her face was vaguely discernible, giving her an androgynous appearance.

From the perspective of God, this seems too weak.

However, compared to humans, its expression possesses an unimaginable fortitude.

In his left hand, he held a book that looked somewhat worn.

"God, oh God—" he sighed softly, his tone filled with indescribable sorrow, but his eyes only grew more resolute.

Why did you abandon me?!

Upon hearing this, Lu Ye's eyebrows twitched involuntarily, and he almost lost his ability to remain hidden.

These are the words Jesus uttered before his execution!

"Does this mean you are the anointed one? No, you are not!"

"The anointed one could not possibly appear alone!"

Vereslana was brimming with fighting spirit, his tone filled with excitement and ecstasy.

He could sense the terrifying power within this seemingly weak and unruly god.

"Who are you? Who exactly are you?!"

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Chapter Sixty-Four: We should use "compassion" to combat heresy!

The Anointed One usually refers to the Savior in the New Testament of the Bible.

However, it is virtually impossible for that savior to manifest in the mortal world.

Firstly, it is hard to imagine that the Messiah, who was willing to sacrifice his life to bear the sins of humanity according to mythology, would have a reason to incarnate and bring disaster to the world.

Secondly, the identity of that holy son is one with the Trinity in the Bible. If he were to appear in the world, it would be equivalent to the omniscient and omnipotent Lord appearing in the world.

It could be argued that even Jehovah himself, incarnated as someone who does not appear, is more likely than Jesus.

Because Jehovah became the core of monotheism, the omniscient and omnipotent Lord! This is the result of the evolution of mythology.

He may have had other identities before this, so he can appear in the world under those former identities.

However, when Jesus appeared in mythology, he was already bound to the Lord who evolved into the core of monotheism.

Therefore, although Jehovah still had the opportunity to appear in the world, Jesus had no chance to appear at all because of Jehovah.

In other words, this Hebrew saint could not be Jesus; he was merely using words that Jesus had once spoken to express his own feelings.

However, his use of this phrase to express his feelings, in a sense, already indicated the loftiness of his status.

The vast majority of angels and saints in the Hebrew Bible system hold Jesus in unparalleled reverence, and may even avoid mentioning him because of it.

His words will not be used casually unless it is for preaching or spreading the word.

However, when the saint who appeared at this moment quoted the words of the holy son, he showed no sign of reverence whatsoever.

His back was slightly hunched, and his eyes, filled with sorrow and defiance, glanced at the young military genius as he flipped through the pages of the book in his hands.

Then, he turned around and left on his own.

"Why have you manifested in this world? You are willing to use Mekal as a springboard to break free from mythology and refuse to submit in your avatar!"

Vereslana was not angry at his attitude at all. On the contrary, she smiled with excitement and joy and called out to him.

This Persian war god must have been invincible thanks to his ten incarnations.

One of his incarnations, a warrior, granted him the ability to see through the true nature of gods.

However, when it came to the saint before him, he felt as if his gaze was obscured by a thin layer of holy light, making it difficult to discern his origins.

He felt no regret whatsoever; on the contrary, he was delighted.

"I--"

The saint's steps did not falter in the slightest, yet he still spoke and gave an answer.

Or rather, he was telling himself his beliefs.

"I will surely prove that this body is not a mere illusion!"

Gods are attached to mythology, and therefore change as mythology evolves.

Perhaps some mythological texts that were once extremely important were eventually refuted as forgeries for some reason.

If this were to happen, what would happen to the gods who rely on mythology?

Denying mythology means denying the gods within it.

Therefore, God, unwilling to be forgotten and unwilling to be completely reduced to a falsehood, seized the opportunity to break free from the shackles of mythology and descended to this world as a sacrifice to Baal!

Although Baal, as the king of gods, was originally supreme, he was degraded into a demon king in the Bible due to the invasion of mythology, possessing a corrupt side.

Therefore, it is reasonable for them to be suppressed by some high-ranking saints in the Bible.

Thus, the invincible Baal fell, becoming the sacrifice, springboard, and medium for the saint's descent.

“Holy one who serves the Lord of the Hebrews! Fight me! Since you have taken my opponent, then you shall replace Mekal and bring me defeat!” Veleslana said, glancing at the holy one who was about to leave, his aura already locked on him, and clenching his fist.

The saint's gaze gradually softened and became more devout. He spoke softly, his voice almost like a beautiful chant: "He said, 'Do not fight with others unjustly.'"