On the half-height platform in front of the War Temple, all the priests, including Niena, fell into a state of sluggishness after the impact of the "spiritual storm", and there was an unspeakable silence.
Lucien was wearing a simple white robe, looked around with a smile, and said to Niena calmly: "Dear High Priest, I wonder if it is okay to announce the results of the theological debate? I don't think Priest Norbu and the others have stopped.
The mood for discussion.”
Niena's body trembled slightly, she glanced at Lucien with a cold look, and then said to Nobu and other priests: "Do you agree with the suggestion of Priest Leviathan?"
Norbu subconsciously wanted to object, but his mind was empty, and he couldn't find a single rebuttal. Instead, descriptions such as indescribable, supreme, and transcendent came to mind.
With his eyes in a trance, his mouth went against his "will": "No, no objection."
"Me neither." The priest of the God of Love and Wisdom, who had lost the first round of debate, replied dejectedly.
The other priests struggled and hesitated for a moment, and also gave up their opposition to Lucien's suggestion. In the end, there were three gods who were able to stay in the Solna Valley. Even excluding the gods of resurrection, fertility and redemption, there were many gods that they and others believed in.
hope.
Niena's eyes were half-closed, covering her emotions, and her voice was low and authentic: "According to the oracle of the supreme Lord of War, there will be three winners in this theological debate, and their sects will gain the right to preach in the Solna Valley.
The three winning sects are..."
Unknowingly, she applied the description of "supreme" to the Lord of War.
Nobu, Borkan and other priests held their breaths, waiting intently for Niena to announce the winner. The atmosphere on and off the stage was extremely depressing, as if if they took a breath, the beautiful results would be blown away by themselves.
"…···It is the sect of the God of Resurrection, Fertility and Redemption." Niena's tone was calm. The priests around her and the believers in the audience were neither surprised nor inhaled. They were still depressed and dignified because this was the
The expected result was that "Leviathan" and Francis beside him remained calm and calm, making people vaguely believe in the god El.
Observing the quality and reaction of a sect’s priests and missionaries to events can indeed reveal whether the deity believed in by this sect is sacred and great.
"…···The sect of the Moon God." As soon as Niena uttered the word "moon", Norbu knelt down excitedly, his forehead pressed against the wooden board, muttering prayers and thanksgiving, "and the sect of the Lord of the Underworld.
.”
Borkan, the priest of the Lord of the Underworld, cheered loudly, praising the Lord of the Underworld and thanking the Lord of War, while the priests of the God of Thunder, God of Wind and Rain and other gods turned pale, and their bodies seemed to have no strength. As soon as the wind blew, they
Shaky.
Niena said coldly and cruelly: "Before the sun sets tomorrow, all temples and temples outside these three sects must leave the Solna Valley. Those who believe in them must change their beliefs, otherwise they will also be expelled from the valley!"
"This!" The priests and believers of the other gods looked at Niena in shock and anger. They thought that driving out of the valley would be the basis for slowly weakening their respective gods, but they didn't expect it to be so fierce.
The Solna Valley is fertile and fertile. Most of the middle and lower-class civilians here can fill their stomachs as long as they work hard. However, once they leave here and are rejected by other rich places controlled by the Lord of War, they will have to fight with wild beasts and warcraft every day.
, "Monsters" and other battles can only get a little food. Therefore, all priests understand that as long as they are not fanatical believers, no one is willing to follow their sect to migrate aimlessly. After struggling, they will definitely change their beliefs.
But for the priests, they have no choice but to follow one path to the end. Once they try to change their beliefs, the spiritual seed will swallow up the soul and body.
Niena was not afraid of the many angry and hateful looks. She raised her right hand suddenly, and the soldiers immediately raised their swords. With a crisp sound, a dense black iron forest was formed, emitting a cold and sharp light.
Witnessing such uniform movements, remembering that Niena's strength was comparable to that of her own gods, and thinking of the city of Bethletan in the sea where Sol had entered, the high priests of the six sects sadly lowered their heads and led their respective priests off the half-height platform.
Niena didn't even look at them, and said to Lucien, Norbu and Bolkan: "Your missionary work in the Solna Valley must abide by the laws promulgated by the War Temple, otherwise you will be expelled from the valley."
After speaking, there was no celebration ceremony or "words of encouragement". She turned around and walked directly into the temple.
Looking at Niena's back, Francis secretly sent a message to Lucien, and said in a relaxed tone: "It seems that the high priest of the Lord of War has the intention to kill us, or in other words, the Lord of War has the intention to kill us.
Otherwise, he would not be so negligent. Hehe, our description just now elevated the great God El too high..."
He didn't seem to care much about such a serious matter.
Lucien "struggled" to maintain calm, showing a little surprise that was consistent with his identity, experience, and personality: "What should we do?"
"Let's talk later, things will change." Francis motioned Lucien to go to the hotel where he was staying to meet El, Jacob, Anhuis and others.
Lucien nodded solemnly and thought to himself, are you waiting for the priests of the God of Thunder and Lightning, the God of Wind and Rain, the God of Wisdom, the God of Love, the Earth Mother God, and the Sun God?
After walking down the half-height platform, believers gathered around him, their expressions full of longing, as if they were looking forward to salvation.
They are all believers of Alfando, the "God of Fire and Destruction". They have no objection to the "two-in-one" God El. After hearing the "talk" between Lucien and Francis, they found that compared with
The terrifying and bloody Afanduo is more willing to believe in the great "God of Resurrection, Fertility and Redemption" and enter the paradise of eternal joy after death!
Seeing their expressions, Francis smiled, said nothing, and observed Lucien's response unabashedly.
Lucien said in a gentle voice: "The great God El is merciful and has not given up on the fallen world full of pain. He is willing to use himself as a bridge to save you from the sea of suffering. The great God El is also supreme and is everywhere. You
As long as you sincerely repent in your heart and perform good deeds in your life that meet the requirements of God El, you will be able to feel and hear it."
"The great God El is not elsewhere, but in your hearts. In this regard, I am not nobler than you. I am just a forerunner who felt the teachings of God El before you. I will serve as your mentor and teach you how to
See in your heart, how to get spiritual salvation when you go to the God El. I am not a priest, but a preacher."
Lucien has always been a person with his own bottom line. He has not been able to deceive others into believing in gods and dedicating their family wealth. When he pretended to be a god and deceived the dwarves, he did so in exchange for being a "skilled worker" in exchange for saving them. Therefore, now he faced
When they are believers, they are more willing to teach them with descriptions of seeking peace of mind and witnessing the "true self".
If Francis hadn't been there and Anhuis was watching, Lucien would have been very interested in talking to them about the concepts of superego, ego, and id.
"Well, if we only talk about the true self and the peace of mind, will we develop something similar to Buddhism?" Lucien thought with a bit of laughter in his heart.
Hearing Lucien's words, these believers suddenly felt warm and peaceful in their hearts, and the corners of their eyes were slightly moist. No priest of the gods had ever been willing to speak to them in such an equal and kind manner. Even when preaching, he used intimidation and coercion.
Most of them are supported by magical displays of power.
Francis shook his head slightly in a funny way. He was indeed a young man who had just joined the "Secret Prayer Society" and still had his own ideas. However, if such a young man did not have his own ideas, he would instead doubt the previous "Levi"
The performance of "tan" is strange, and outstanding talents will inevitably have corresponding performances and characteristics.
"Dear bearer of the ring, how should we pray and how can we see the great God El in our souls?" A believer boldly asked.
Lucien's smile was warm and soothing: "The specific prayer words, the oracle bearer Anhui Si will tell you, but before praying, you must learn to let go, and let go of all the distress, joy, excitement and painful emotions in your soul."
The specific prayers will definitely need to be changed and adjusted after this "theological debate".
"Let go..." the believers said thoughtfully and confusedly.
"The easiest way is to take a deep breath and spit out these emotions." Lucien gave a simple demonstration. "Come, follow me. Inhale and say 'Ah, life is so beautiful' silently. Inhale again and say silently 'Ah.'
,How great is the god El..."
The time and place were not suitable, and Lucien was not willing to "preach" any more, so after a brief exchange, he and Francis took an ox cart back to the hotel where they lived, and let Anhuis deal with the believers' problems.
"Salvation of the soul is indeed the most important." Francis nodded in agreement as soon as the bullock cart left the War Temple, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "I thought this theological debate would discuss human nature and divinity, universals and
The issue of the first entity, the transcendental and the transcendental, I didn’t expect it to be a bragging contest, which made you work hard.”
"Thank you, Mr. Francis, for your guidance." Lucien did not dwell on this topic, but said "worriedly", "If the Lord of War intervenes, we will have no way to defeat the Moon God Asin."
Francis shook his head: "This is also an opportunity, you will know later."
When the oxcart was about to approach the hotel, a ball of papyrus suddenly flew in from the gap in the curtains. It was as fast as a sharp arrow and was about to hit Lucien.
At this time, Francis moved slightly, and his right hand easily held the paper ball as if he had been waiting there for a long time.
"At least high-level strength..." Lucien narrowed his eyes slightly.
A soft "Hey" came from the street outside, and then he blended into the crowd.
Francis didn't seem to be worried about the problem with the paper ball and quickly unfolded it. After reading it, he laughed and said, "The opportunity has come."
Lucien took it and read it, and it read: "The Lord of War, High Priest Niena, ordered that the Moon God and the Lord of the Underworld come to attack you tonight in order to draw out the great God El, who will be killed, and the six of us
Whoever in the family sect has made the most merits in this battle will get the quota left by you. However, our Lord considers that the Lord of War is capricious and cruel and domineering, and is willing to cooperate with the God of Resurrection, Fertility and Redemption. If El
God agreed, and we met in the middle of the river outside the city in the early morning."
Finally, there is a mark of the sun.
"Sincere cooperation, or conspiracy?" Lucien asked "excited and confused".
Francis spread his hands and said, "How do I know? Well, let's go into the room and talk." The bullock cart had already stopped in front of the hotel.
Entering the room, Lucien suddenly saw El, wearing a white robe, standing by the window with his hands behind his hands. His aura was like a mountain, majestic and majestic, more noble and powerful than what he had seen before.
In the midst of doubts, El turned around, the fire in his eyes had completely disappeared, his pupils were as dark as death, and he smiled casually: "It's not until today, after listening to your arguments and descriptions, that I realized that the me in the past was not the real me.