"Hey, that's it. Amo is actually a God who was abandoned before he was formed."
The big cat twisted its waist in the air like smoke, and the pictures on its body began to show a story like a cartoon, and even thoughtfully added subtitles.
A long time ago, apes worshiped some gods created by themselves. These gods are different, but they are all protective gods that can provide psychological comfort to the apes.
Some monkeys find it painful to push people with sharp horns, so God will definitely use sharp horns to help them push away threatening things.
Some people think that the Terrorfish has a big mouth and sharp teeth, so their protector must have this to ensure that they will not be threatened by monsters in the dark.
Some monkeys think it's cool for birds to have wings, so they imagine that the gods also have wings and can arrive in time when they face threats.
The thoughts of apes are also changeable. Maybe they thought this was good yesterday, but they think that is better tomorrow. Therefore, over time, the gods of forgetfulness have various abilities to read minds and deform, and they often become deformed and ugly.
In short, each different ape has different ideas, and the gods they worship in their hearts are all weird.
As the apes slowly evolved, they gradually developed such a thing as language. At this time, they were able to communicate, and they soon discovered that each monkey worshiped different gods.
The God in my heart is like this, and the God in your heart is like that? How can this be good? Who has the strongest patron saint among a tribal group?
So the ideas belonging to different apes began to merge, maybe through language, maybe through force. In short, after a period of time, their tribe unified their opinions, formulated a unified god to worship, and gave him a name.
In fact, from this point on, the process of forgetting began. The gods originally conceived by many people individually were gradually replaced by gods worshiped collectively.
This is the side effect of the way of transcendence, the so-called survival of the strong.
In ancient times, there were many such tribes, and different tribes also had different gods. Later, as the exchanges with each other deepened, the god with the most believers naturally became the mainstream, and he was the main god Amo.
The reason why it is called this is because apes cannot pronounce too complex syllables at all. Their throat and vocal cord structures are different from modern humans, so the simplest open accent 'a' and the simplest closed accent 'mo' were chosen.
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At that time, when the apes prayed, they would often say in ancient monkey language: "May God bless me, Amo!"
"So, what believers often say now, 'May God bless me, Amen', is actually tampered with?" The two of them landed together, and Su Ming put Death in his arms next to him and asked the big cat.
"God has clearly arranged for him a long time ago. After coming out of the mountain, he intercepted the faith that originally belonged to Amo." The big cat showed a funny smile, its tail shook, the fire on it went out, and it quickly turned into
He looked like a kitten: "Actually, you will know if you think about it. Don't you think it's strange that there is such a tail after God's prayer? He is not a door repairer."
A Thousand Cats Dream also learned to tell funny jokes, he is really a bad cat.
"I thought Amen is Hebrew, meaning 'sincere', 'sincere'." Su Ming looked at the surrounding environment and was about to take Death to a roadside tavern to buy some oden: "At least I'm in Wikipedia
That’s what the encyclopedia says.”
"Ha, then bring it in and replace it." The cat jumped up from the ground and landed on the death knell's shoulder: "May God bless me, sincerely... Do you think this is appropriate? Believers are teaching God to do things.
?Haha! Human language was born too late, but scams were born much earlier than language..."
After saying these words with deep meaning, the cat moved its little nose and smelled the smell of fish.
In Japanese taverns, the most common dish to go with drinks is small fish, especially saury, which is considered to be the gourmet dish to go with wine, so he wanted to try it too.
"There is no need to mention Amo. He is much weaker now than he was back then. His faith has been intercepted. He relies on the ape believers in the past timeline to provide strength. But now that Deadpool has blocked it, it should be soon.
There will be results.”
Gentle Death was the most considerate. She explained to Deathstroke the source of Amo's power now to reassure him, and quickly pointed out a tavern on the roadside. She decided to eat from this restaurant.
Buy some late-night snacks to eat on the way, and then everyone can set off. If you don't take the time route, you can only take the backup route.
Search for the "Book of Magic", find the Chronicler Gods through the door it opens, go to the origin through their territory, and then reach the other side of the origin, and reach the other side of the veil.
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A few minutes later, Deathstroke and Death each carried some lunch boxes and left the tavern.
Under normal circumstances, many restaurants in Japan have their own insistences, such as pets are not allowed, photography is not allowed inside the restaurant, grilled offal must be dipped in soy sauce, take-out food is not allowed, etc.
It can be seen as the spirit of craftsmanship, or the rules of the store, which customers will also abide by and regard as a sense of ritual in life.
Both Japan and South Korea are societies full of countless rules, but these so-called rules mean nothing when Americans show up with US dollars.
Su Ming ordered one of the side dishes and oden in the store and put it in his pocket for temporary storage.
The lunch boxes in their hands contained octopus balls. At this time, Mimi was staring at the bonito shreds that curled with the heat, and kept licking her lips with her little tongue.
"It's such a good idea to pretend to be an American. When you took out the US dollars, the restaurant owner almost knelt down in front of you."
The smiling Death inserted a meatball with a bamboo skewer and took a bite. A lot of hot steam came out of the small gap, and there was a red tentacle.
She seems to like the taste a little bit.
"I am an American originally, at least I hold an American green card." Su Ming also smiled and inserted a meatball, blew it, and put it to the cat's mouth: "Come on, Mimi, take a bite too, and then
Hurry and lead the way."
"Meow! It's so hot!" Thousand Cats Dream tried to take a small bite, but immediately retracted it. The cat's tongue couldn't bear hot things.
"Your soul is not American." Death hugged his arm, with an expression that had seen through everything: "Let Cat's Dream cool down on its own with a stick. I'll tell you the next step, let's go to London."
Knowing the destination, Su Ming nodded, handed the skewer with octopus balls on it to the cat and let it hold it with its paws, put its free fingers into its mouth and whistled.
The next second, the cloak came to his side. As for the team members who were originally sitting on the cloak, they were all left in the garden to keep Lucifer company.
Death was just an ordinary person now. He called the cloak over to protect her, picked her up and put her and the cat on the cloak. Su Ming patted the turned-up collar:
"London on Earth 0."
The cloak was slightly arched, like a sprinter's crouching starting motion, and then there was a flash of black light, and in the next second, he had already reached the sky above London.