The sun is high - #178 - Chapter 177 Do you believe in God?

“We are the lucky ones, despicable speculators and survivors, and despicable existences who bear countless sins and live under the stolen power.”

Huge was not particularly surprised by what Herbert Galton said.

There is a very big difference between the core members of the Black Sun Society and the peripheral ordinary members who just worship and believe in the traces of the lost gods. As mages and scholars who truly understand and study the ancient gods, they are better than ordinary people and even ordinary mages. All have a better understanding of lost magic and the true definition of lost gods.

Once you understand this aspect, you will inevitably question the concept of the existence of human races.

“In today’s Van En, humans seem to have an absolute advantage, but is this really the case?”

Herbert’s speech was not only directed at Shuge, but also at everyone in the banquet hall: “What is the difference between human society, human countries, and us individuals? In my opinion, Come on, there’s no difference.”

“In that era dominated by countless real gods, everything revolved around the most basic and real rules. Civilizations, countries, tribes, everything we can think of and understand must be subject to change at all times. Adapt yourself to the rules of the world itself and keep changing!”

“Mr. Sugar has seen the ruins left by the Earth Society underground in Leyland District. However, the power and influence of Mother Earth are just a microcosm of the past era.”

Shuge listened carefully to Herbert’s words, and then he asked: “So, what Mr. Herbert means is that once any civilization or race stagnates, it will inevitably be destroyed by the gods it believes in. Abandon it and become food and sacrifices for followers of other faiths?”

“exactly.”

Regarding Shuge’s answer, Herbert was full of approval: “The winners should be close to the gods, while those inferior beings should be eliminated by the rules and become the nourishment for other ethnic groups to advance, or become users. A sacrifice to win the favor of the gods.”

He raised his hand: “It is a tragedy in itself to allow a group that blindly believes in false gods and lacks motivation to move forward to become the master of the world… Development carried out under wrong theories and structures is destined to be incomplete. And what we have to do is to bring truth and those great beings who have truly formulated the rules to come to Van En again.”

Following Herbert’s words, the huge magic sculpture erected at the back of the hall flickered, and the black sun suspended above the sculpture began to emit a cold, dark light. Under its illumination, those who suffered The gods of Van En who kill and punish appear even more miserable, and as the most important “criminal”, the goddess Mel, whose body and limbs are pierced by black chains, appears even more helpless and miserable.

So Shuge raised his hand and pointed at the sculpture: “Since I came here, I have been thinking about the meaning of this sculpture… Now it sounds like the association seems to think that the current Brahma gods have ‘stole’ you The power and authority of said ancient gods and become ‘false’ worshippers?”

Hulbert nodded: “Although there are some deviations in Mr. Sugar’s guess, it is generally the same.”

“Deviation? What deviation?”

So Kezlov, as the host of the “Truth Mining Society”, stood up. As an expert in this field, he took over Herbert’s words and replied to Shuge: “Because in our world, There is no such thing as the Brahma gods, they are just useless images created by the humble creatures on the ground based on their own ignorance, selfish desires and various needs.”

If Kezlov’s words were spoken elsewhere, they would immediately attract a siege. You know, even the plateau ogres have their own gods and beliefs, but now, in Kezlov’s In his mouth, the basic existence and meaning of these beliefs were negated and erased by him in an understatement.

Immediately afterwards, Kezlov said: “I have seen with my own eyes the traces left by countless real gods, and I have also seen the truths they show in those traces. The more I see, the more I feel that now Van En is galloping down a completely wrong path…”

“Just like the war we are experiencing, the desires of the rulers can no longer be suppressed. The lies they weave make ordinary people fanatical and blind. They kill each other wantonly, but in fact, there is no way to bring about this at all. Real change and development.”

The gloomy color on Kezlov’s face became more intense. He turned around slightly and raised his hand to point to the top of the huge sculpture: “The person who caused all this and led Van En to the wrong path is The traitor of the past!”

Shuge followed his finger and saw that what Kezlov was pointing at was the goddess of magic Mel.

At this moment, the bold guesses he had made before seemed to be confirmed. At the same time, the wills of the Ernst family that existed in Shuge’s spiritual world also fell into a long silence due to anger and shock.

Any believer in the magic goddess Mel would probably not be able to accept such words.

However, Xiuge is different from almost everyone in Fanen.

He doesn’t have much affection or belief in these gods. Even though he now has the status of a military mage of the Kingdom of Walter and is also a member of the Council, neither the Giant Eagle of the Plateau nor the Goddess Mel… he has none. So many feelings that his mood swings were very limited, no matter what Kozloff and Herbert said.

At most, it was just because the bold guess he had made before was confirmed, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

“So, what you are saying is that the goddess Mel, who is widely believed by the residents of Van En, is actually a member of what you call the ancient era? But in the end, this magic goddess betrayed the ancient gods? “

Herbert nodded: “To be precise, she stole part of the power and authority of the ancient gods, destroyed the rules set by the gods, and permanently isolated Van En from the sight of the gods.”

“So what the association wants to do now is to bring Van En back under the gaze of the real gods?”

“Yes, and the black sun we are pursuing is the most important ‘eye’.”

After listening to what Herbert and Kezlov said, Shuge stood there and thought silently for a while, and then he asked: “Then what I want to ask next is… starting from Salem City, I have paid attention to The association seems to be following a series of prophecies. I want to know where these prophecies come from? How do you describe me in the prophecies?”

Hearing this question, the previous believer in the “Ten Thousand Faces Messenger” with curly hair and dark complexion stood up from his seat.

His name is “Murnabi”, which seems to be a name from an eastern region, which is consistent with his facial features.

“The followers of the Messenger of All Faces are the prophets in the association. We have received the favor of the ‘Messenger’, so we can use the ritual to obtain the messages conveyed by the ‘Messenger’… Sometimes it is a sound, sometimes it is a picture, sometimes it is unpredictable. of poetry.”

Mulnabi’s Common Language accent was slightly weird, but Shuge could still hear his words clearly. The prophet said: “Mr. Shuge Ernst, your first appearance in the prophecy is already Twenty years ago, at the association’s meeting, everyone saw the verses delivered by the ‘messenger’.”

The face of the prophet Mulnabi became solemn. He put his hands in front of him. At this moment, his face actually showed some magical light and shadow similar to the mist of the messenger in the mirror.

Then, he softly read out the prophecy.

“Born in the cold winter are humble outcasts.”

“Thus the blood of rebellion was born.”

“The black sun stirs because of it, and the music of the dark abyss plays because of it.”

“He will be the destroyer of crowns, he will be the trample of nobles.”

“He will also be the banisher of the gods.”

Murnabi’s voice seemed to have some special magic power. When he read these sentences, even Kezlov, who had always looked gloomy, showed a strong sense of piety and respect.

Shuge quietly put these prophecies into his mind, and when he was still thinking about their specific meanings, Mulnaby suddenly said: “Here, I hope Mr. Shuge Ernst can face it.” To answer my question, do you… believe in the gods Brahma?”

Shuge stared at Murnabi and asked, “Is this important?”

So Murnabi replied: “In the past thousands of years, the ‘Messenger of All Faces’ has been the only ancient being that the Society has truly connected with. He answers our prayers, accepts our sacrifices, and can help The Society has a limited capacity to carry messages to the Old Gods.”

“Mulnabi’s teacher, the previous prophet of the association, once offered his own prayers to the ‘Messenger of All Faces’ with his own life as a sacrifice.”

Hulbert added at this moment: “He prayed to the ‘messenger’, hoping that the ancient gods could bring an important messenger to the association who was truly unaffected by the gods of Brahma and different from everyone else in this world. And this messenger will become the key to Van En’s change.”

When Herbert said these words, Shuge felt that the speed of his metal disc began to increase significantly – danger seemed to be approaching.

Xiuge saw that the second person in charge of the Black Sun Society in front of him took a step towards him, and then a terrible sense of oppression that was far beyond the ordinary lake level and river valley level mage was transmitted from his body.

As if they had received an important signal, all the members of the Black Sun Society in the banquet hall stood up from their positions at the same time. As the mage members among them raised their hands, all the seats placed in the hall were magically Moved to both sides.

Immediately afterwards, with the construction of complex magic patterns, the blasphemous magic sculpture that had been erected at the back of the hall was forcibly moved to the center of the banquet hall. At this moment, the hill-like statue became taller and taller. Detailed and clear.

Under some kind of magic ritual and the injection of a large amount of magic power, the remains of the Van En gods piled up into this hill actually had bright colors. Xiuge could see the wrinkles on the face of the Poseidon who was pressed at the bottom. You can see the veins of the God of Money that have bulged due to the pain of severed limbs, and you can also see the blood flowing out of other gods because they have endured varying degrees of torture.

And on the top of these remains, the goddess Mel, who was pierced and bound by chains as a betrayer of the ancient gods, also revealed her true appearance.

This is indeed a very beautiful goddess with compassion and love in her face. She lowers her head, not knowing whether it represents helplessness or pain. Tears are dripping from her eyes, and the blood draped over her body is unknown. The light blue tulle has now become extremely heavy because it was stained with blood.

Herbert stood next to this huge sculpture. He opened his palms, and the magic power immediately built an extremely complex model between his palms. Xiuge relied on his learning during this period. , it can be judged that this model seems to have very similar characteristics to the infamous “spiritual interrogation”.

“Mr. Sugar Ernst, please come here.”

Herbert pointed at the front of the sculpture, and under the gaze of the twenty or so important members of the Black Sun Society, Shuge slowly arrived at the designated location.

At this moment, he was fully prepared for the attack.

If he were an ordinary stream-level mage, there would be absolutely no way he could escape when surrounded by so many powerful enemies, but Xiuge used the speed of the metal disc, as well as the messenger in the mirror, the running rat and other discs to survive. Judging from the guest’s excited reaction, facing the current predicament, he is not without a chance.

Seeing Shuge in place, Herbert said: “Don’t worry, Mr. Shuge… Although the principle of this secret ritual is similar to Merlin Lehe’s spiritual interrogation, it will not offend your spirit, nor will it offend you. It will harm your body… We just want to know your true thoughts and answers to certain questions.”

Xiuge nodded: “Then please ask.”

As a result, the entire banquet hall fell silent instantly. Everyone held their breath and began to wait quietly for Hulbert’s question and Shuge’s answer.

“Mr. Sugar Ernst, we want to know if you have faith in the current gods of Vann?”

Following Hulbert’s question, the black sun above the huge sculpture gradually lit up. The cold light fell towards Xiuge, completely covering his body. At the same time, it also interacted with the magic in Hulbert’s hand. The models are connected into one.

The rotation speed of the metal disc is further increased.

Xiuge steadied his breathing, and then he replied in the same calm tone as always: “I can confirm that I have never believed in any god, not now, not in the past… I don’t even believe in the existence of gods.”