Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

In the temple, the low crying sound never stopped. People came and went, but only the god sat under the tree, watching quietly.

Watch as the white flowers formed a circle and surrounded the priest.

"Are you wondering why I didn't go out to meet it like I did when Anser died?"

Tong Yao folded her hands on her thighs and spoke to the mother tree.

The leaves of the mother tree rustled, and it was unclear whether it understood what she said.

She said to herself, “I thought about it at first, but what it said to Shelley made me change my mind.”

Antoine said, we just have to have faith, and leave the rest to time.

For it, what is sacred is not seeing God, but the act of believing in Him.

It fell at the door of the temple with regret, but after seeing the vision of Anser, a smile appeared on its lips.

In fact, Antoine is not brave.

It and Anther set out on the journey to retrieve the First Fire. When the first companion escaped, it also wanted to escape, but when it was about to leave, it was seen by Anther.

So it had no choice but to continue moving forward with Anther.

That is why, when it saw the lightning that day, it rushed towards it in such ecstasy, even completely forgetting its own safety.

That's not bravery, that's cowardice.

However, when Ansir, who missed his family so much, rushed to save it regardless of his own safety, it felt like a completely different person.

Courage can be passed on!

It was enveloped not only by the glory of God, but also by Ansel's courage.

That night, the cowardly Antoine died and the brave Antoine stood up.

For someone like Antoine, perhaps the happiest thing would be to see his closest comrade-in-arms, Ansher, rather than seeing God at the moment of his death?

At dawn, the Code of Hedi outside the temple was smashed to pieces.

People carried up two ellipsoidal stones from the foot of the mountain and placed one on the left side of the temple entrance and the other on the right side.

The piece on the left represents the first king.

The one on the right represents the priest.

The stonemason carved on the stone with a heavy heart.

Gradually, the first king began to act like a first king, and the priests began to act like priests.

On the stone base of the priest's statue, Shelley, who had the deepest understanding of the sacred text, wrote these words.

"Antoine, piety and perseverance."

"Antoine, faith and courage."

"Antoine, it is a compliment and a priceless treasure."

When the priest was still alive, people around him said that he did not want his name to become a unique symbol like the name of the first king, because only God and the first king are unique.

So people did not seal the priest's name.

Antoine carries the most selfless blessing from the first priest of the Ancestral Orcs to the Ancestral Orc Tribe!

The funeral was held smoothly on the third day after the priest's death.

After returning from the funeral, Shelley sat alone in the temple, looking through the window on the platform at the Ancestral Orc Tribe, which was completely different from the previous few days.

Down the hill, in the shadows, Hedy was watching too.

It is still the king, but it is a lonely king.

Now it has no king’s residence, no king’s guards, and nothing that belongs to the king. It can only watch the tribe it once owned in an unattended corner.

In just two days, Hedi found that the tribe was becoming more and more familiar.

Yes, familiar.

It walked past the execution ground where troublemakers were being executed, and the onlookers cheered excitedly.

It passed by the workshops by the river, where the craftsmen were chatting and laughing as they worked, but the pottery they fired was smoother and more beautiful than before.

It walked past the entrance of the temple, where everyone was busy carving statues of the first king and priests. There was no one to supervise, but the statues they carved were more perfect than any it had ordered to be carved before.

Every time he looked, Hedi had a strong feeling, as if his father was always there. There had never been a king named Hedi in the Ancestral Orc Tribe.

It turns out that the First King's body has disappeared, but his soul still lives on in the hearts of the common people of the First Orcs.

Its body is still intact, but its soul has become as empty as a dried-up pond.

Hedi knelt down beside the codex, which had been thrown out like trash in the gravel field.

"Father."

Looking upward, it seemed to see its father's feet standing quietly in front of it.

Everything has been concluded.

It is proud, it is arrogant, but it never really grows up.

It always regarded the priest as the biggest threat to the royal power, and even quarreled with its father many times over this issue. However, until its death, the priest did not do anything to blaspheme the royal power, and even defended it at the last moment.

It always wanted to prove to its father that it was right, but its father died in an accident, which made it lost in the pain of not getting what it wanted. It was resentful and twisted, and no longer regarded its subjects as subjects, but only as tools to prove that it was stronger than its father.

In fact, from the moment it became king, it was already a lonely king.

When the king abandons his people, the people will naturally abandon their king without hesitation.

My father once said that he hoped it would become the new king, not because it was the eldest son of the first king, but because it was a strong man who could carry the entire tribe on his back.

But it totally failed to do so.

It was able to become king because it was the eldest son of the First King and obtained the First Fire Ring of the First King.

How can it prove this to its father, and how can it prove it?

Hedi's forehead touched the cold ground deeply, and he was in great pain.

It knew that it should have died and been executed like those troublemakers, but it still survived, and that was because it was the eldest son of the first king!

"Hedi, go and atone your sins, even if it costs you your life."

A familiar voice rang.

Hedi looked up and realized that the person standing in front of him was his wife.

The wife's eyes were dim, but she still held its hand firmly: "I will accompany you to atone for your sins."

Hedi shook his head.

"You have to live well. I am a sinner and I can't drag you down any longer."

But the wife never let go.

On the fourth day after the funeral, a disaster broke out that the Ancestral Beastmen had never experienced before.

earthquake!

The earthquake collapsed the workshop and also the mountain pass that the first king had blocked.

Sixty years after leaving her hometown, Tia saw her former home.

39 Sinner's Lament

The earthquake came too suddenly and no one was prepared.

In the short decades of history of the Ancestral Orc Tribe, the Ancestral Orcs had never seen such a disaster.

Although ice and snow are terrible, it is a suffering rooted deep in their blood, and they have long been mentally prepared for it.

Earthquakes are different. They come suddenly and cannot be seen or felt.

When they saw the workshops and caves collapse, the earth shaking and cracking, and the wild beasts running wildly, some of the original orcs panicked, thinking that God was angry about the death of the priest.

They knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly for God's forgiveness.

Fortunately, the earthquake did not last long, and the house where the Ancestral Orcs lived was a low semi-underground house. Therefore, even though the workshop and the underground cave collapsed, no casualties were caused.

At first, the Ancestral Orcs were worried about the temple and the statues, but the two statues without any support did not move at all in the face of the terrible earthquake.

Not to mention the temple, the violent shaking couldn't even make the dust fall off.

"God... a miracle?"

This is not a miracle, all this is thanks to Li.

At the beginning, Li built the temple with a pilgrimage mentality. Therefore, during the construction process, he carefully selected each stone and polished each stone, so that when two stones were pasted together, there was almost no visible gap.

After it turned into the Mother Tree of Life and Wisdom, its roots passed through the floor of the temple and took root in the land beneath the temple, protecting the temple like a huge tray.

With such double protection, how could a mere earthquake destroy the temple?

"Thousands of years later, if an alien civilization discovers this Creation Temple, they might think it is alien technology."

Nursery Rhyme smiled and shook her head.

She came to the top of the temple and looked out at the mountain pass that had collapsed due to the earthquake.

She smelled something unusual from this sudden earthquake, but rather than caring about the message behind the earthquake, the Ancestral Orcs should now be more concerned about the dangers that would arise after the gap reappeared.

This land is as warm as spring, but the world outside is still covered with ice.

"It's a tide of beasts!"

"Fortunately, the scale of the beast tide this time is small!"

"I watched from afar. They had a black aura floating around them. They looked much stronger than ordinary beasts, but when I counted them, there were only a few hundred of them."

After receiving the news from the people who went to inquire about the information, everyone waiting in the tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

There are only a few hundred of them. This scale is indeed small.

When the first king was still around, they could rely on the terrain to resist small-scale beast tides.

In this era, the tribe’s population is larger and the weapons they wield are more powerful. Even though the first king has gone away, they are confident that they can protect their homeland with their own hands!

The former palace guards and hunting teams gathered together as the first expeditionary force and marched towards the ruined Northern Wall.

They estimated that it would take two and a half days to travel, one day to rebuild the Great Wall in the North, and another day to drive away the ferocious beast.

In this way, they will return to the tribe on the morning of the eighth day.

However, the development of the situation was beyond everyone's expectations. On the fifth day, some members of the expeditionary force ran back.

They look disheveled and listless, and shout at everyone they meet.

"Crazy, everyone is crazy, everyone who has come into contact with the monster has gone crazy!"

"Not only did they wield weapons at us, they even ate the corpses of their companions!"

"vomit!"

The relaxed and joyful atmosphere in the tribe was swept away.

When the expeditionary force set out, they swore an oath in front of the statues of the first king and the priests. At that time, they were full of vigor and vitality.

However, after just five days, only one-tenth of the expeditionary force escaped, and several of them were missing limbs and looked like they would die at any time.

A small-scale beast tide?

How could there be such a small-scale beast tide!

The original orcs gathered together to try to discuss countermeasures.

But before the meeting was even halfway through, bad news came again:

Those people who were missing limbs mutated, and their eyes suddenly turned dark red. Then they crawled up from the ground and attacked the people around them frantically, without any signs of being seriously injured.

The unrest was quelled after many casualties, but the seeds of fear had been sown.

"This... this won't work. Rushing in rashly will only result in more casualties. I think we should think long and hard."

"We don't have time to make long-term plans. If we delay any longer, those monsters will follow the road to the tribe."

The two sides quarreled endlessly, and finally they could only turn their attention to Shelley.

Shelley became the new priest. In an era when the king had long gone, his words became the standard for reference for many ancestral orcs.