Hewen actually doesn't quite understand the thinking of today's young people.

In their time, falling in love was a very simple thing.

Although they can't be said to be loyal when it comes to love, at least when fighting against competitors, they never hide anything about the object of their pursuit.

The battle between competitors is not about rewarding the winner with the opposite sex as the fruit of victory, nor is it about eliminating the same sex who threatens oneself.

Rather, it allows the object of pursuit to gain a deeper understanding of their pursuer through this battle, and make the final choice through their performance.

This is not a means to reduce competitors, but a way for obsessed people to fall in love with their performances.

In the final analysis, love is an emotional matter. If it is mixed with too much interest and power, it will become something else: possessiveness, sense of accomplishment, desire to conquer...

People in the past did not like to let love go bad.

Because only the weak will worship desire.

When Skyde left the classroom, Hevin knew he wouldn't come back.

When a person calls themselves a smart person, they at least know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The first class went very smoothly. Most of the students in the classroom were listening carefully. Even considering the quality of students at Allen University, the attendance rate was terrifyingly high.

Many students have even taken out their notebooks and compiled and recorded what Hewen said in their own words for further consideration in the future.

"The expansion of the Primordial Fire originated at the beginning of the New Era, so their followers also believe that Gaffnan's was born together with the universe.

"But we can actually observe something interesting. The following words may be a little deviant, so everyone here can put down their pens."

No one put down their pen. The vast majority of Aaron's people are atheists, at least they do not believe in Gaffnan.

Anyone in this classroom would be considered radical in other parts of the kingdom, but in the radiation area of ​​Gafunan, they would probably be dismissed as blasphemy.

"I adopted the method of analyzing some folk gods to analyze Gafunan, and analyzed the essence of the goddess step by step.

"We all know that the worship of gods comes from the worship and fear of nature, but what about Jaffnan? What does she represent? It is not a saying that has become popular recently, but a custom that has always been circulated.

"She symbolizes the sun and fire. Yes, this is very consistent with primitive worship. The ancient ancestors instinctively worshiped and feared the huge fireball that dominated light and darkness, heat and cold.

"But besides the sun and fire, what else does she symbolize? The beginning and the end. She is the goddess born from the first light and the main god who brings the final judgment.

"It's not just judgment, it's doomsday, a god of doom? Besides Gafunan, can other gods of doom gain the worship of so many people? No!

"Let's not talk about the current mainstream beliefs. Let's talk about a small tribe I have seen worshiping a god, a god of the end. That is a god who also symbolizes fire, and also has doomsday authority similar to Gafunan.

"What's the difference? Can anyone tell me?"

Kelly raised her hand.

"Kelly."

Kelly put down the pen, took a deep breath, stood up, and forced her eyes to stop on Hewen:

"Evil and doomsday often symbolize mankind's greatest fear in primitive worship, the fear of genocide, and the one who drives the doomsday cannot be a god of justice and kindness. The god of doomsday is often a villain in mythology, and is to be punished by justice.

The main god defeated the evil god."

Hewen stretched out his hand and motioned for Kelly to sit down:

"Yes, what is worshiped in small tribes is the fallen evil god, the treacherous evil demon who devours nameless brothers, the crazy god who brings pain and disaster, the monster god who rules evil things, and the sad god who is destined to fail.

"The believers of the gods also know that the gods they believe in are evil, and they sacrifice their gods with death and blood, bringing horrific religious wars to the surrounding areas."

Veronica wore a specially customized black pleated silk skirt with a dark gold family crest printed on the skirt.

She leans lazily and sexy on her slender and beautiful arms. Her beautiful black hair can attract everyone's soul like the quiet underworld. Her green pupils can make the most beautiful jade lower her head in shame. From time to time, she flips through the books in her hand.

There were no students sitting next to her.

This was one of the several conditions for the family to allow her to study at the university. She must always maintain the elegance and dignity of an aristocrat and refrain from communicating with people of lower status than her beyond basic etiquette.

Veronica didn't even stand up, but as soon as she spoke, the whole classroom fell silent.

"Teacher Hevendrenger, why haven't I heard about this god? Nor have I heard about the tribe that worships him." Veronica tilted her head and let her hair hang down from one side, as if to isolate the real world from the void.

The deep dark curtain.

When she heard Veronica's words, Kelly reflexively looked at the prince's daughter, and then she fell into a ridiculous dream again.

What a beautiful woman.

No, Veronica herself is full of charm, but the woman she sees now transcends ordinary concepts, and her shining light cannot be matched by humans.

Like a hazy black star, burning with dim light that tears apart reason, it is the ultimate manifestation of lightless darkness.

Even if you raise your head and look for this black star in the night, you can only see the faint colors of it passing through the atmosphere after countless light years, but you can't really see it in its entirety.

She is simply the goddess of the night.

No, unlike the weird beauty that combines greatness and terror that appears in Hevin, what Veronica exudes is pure conceptual beauty, which has nothing to do with power or strength, just pure beauty.

Kelly had always scorned the beauty of skin because she could see through the rough appearance and see the truth. But today, she dared to say that the woman she saw had unparalleled charm in both essence and body.

She even forgot her sexual orientation at this moment, was deeply immersed in Veronica's beauty, and fell in love with this woman wholeheartedly.

It took her a full second to struggle out. As the familiar roar of the ghost sounded in her ears, the illusory Queen of the Night disappeared. She returned to reality, and what appeared in front of her was a person who was different from what she had just seen.

A very vulgar woman who sees beauty.

No, it's not that her beauty is vulgar, but that everything in the world has been eclipsed. Reality has been swallowed up by darkness. There is no beauty in this world anymore. The most outstanding works of art have become children's essays, simple and solemn and huge.

The building looks like a dilapidated ruin.

All living beings have turned into ugly monsters, despicable deformed hybrids. Only a few people present can barely maintain their human form. Only Veronica is still beautiful, and Hevin...

Hewen is no different from the original.
Chapter completed!