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Chapter 168 Walking on the Water

Norn and the elf Sealand lived in this centaur tribe.

As night approached, Norn and Xilan knelt down, put their hands together, and began to pray peacefully.

Their prayer postures, expressions, and the Lord they chanted all made Shannon feel strange.

"Are you praying? Put your hands together like this?"

After the two prayed, Shannon asked curiously.

Norn raised his head and asked:

"Aren't you?"

Shannon laughed, as if hearing some great joke.

Er, he said disdainfully:

"Honor, blood, and heroes,
That is our prayer for Ndola!
And all of this must be achieved through war,
Weak three-eyed apes like you absolutely cannot understand our beliefs! "

At the end, Shannon's eyes showed envy.

Honor, blood, heroes...

How fascinated he was by everything.

If it weren't for the father Hess, whom he feared and loved, he had always prevented him from participating in the war.

I'm afraid I have already gone under the walls of Aga.

Thinking of this, Shannon turned his head and glanced at his father, his eyes full of hope.

Hess has always been Shannon's role model, hero, backbone,

Even if he has grown taller than his father.

But Hess didn't respond, as if he didn't see it.

Shannon had no choice but to turn around and look at Norn.

Norn looked at him, then said:
"Similarly, you cannot understand our beliefs."

The flatness of that voice gave Shannon a feeling of punching cotton.

He wanted to refute something, but he had no choice but to get angry impotently, blushing.

Not far away, Shannon's craftsman father saw Norn and the elf Sealand praying.

Hess looked at the two for a long time.

"They... are praying to our Father?
Do they... know our Father? "

After a while, Hess shook his head slightly.

How can mortals on this earth understand our Father?

That is an existence that even the gods of the kingdom of gods cannot touch!
Shannon stared at the two.

After a long time, the reckless man said:
"Well, my tongue is not as sharp as yours.

Anyway, we orcs have always relied on upright flesh and swords,
Wait for me to follow our king and break through the walls of Aga,

After my bloody battle, I will destroy your altars! "

Shannon's voice fell into the norn's ears.

The norn stared into the centaur's eyes.

Shannon shuddered suddenly.

After a while, Norn slowly moved his eyes away.

He didn't say a word.

As if Shannon didn't deserve any words from him.

Shannon turned away, realizing he had said the wrong thing.

But he wouldn't bow his haughty head before these two, which is a shame.

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Long after nightfall, Norn heard a bang bang, which woke him from his sleep.

The norn stepped out of the centaur's tent, searching for the source of the sound.

Not far away, under a curved stone wall, a strong man was busy by the furnace.

Norn came closer and recognized the centaur as Shannon's father, Hess.

"Oh...it's you, Norn, right?"

Hess swung the copper hammer and struck the scorching metal in front of him,
"Did I wake you up?"

Norn put it bluntly:
"Yes."

Hess smiled apologetically, but didn't mean to stop.

"What are you building?"

Norn asked.

"Armor, and a sword."

Hess's voice trembled a little,
"For my son, he wants to go to war."

Norn heard Hess's grief.

"Why don't you keep him?"

"Because I can't stay,

My wife and I have always been against him going to war.

And the reason why he went to find the wishing stone was to realize his wish to go to the battlefield. "

Hess's brass hammer rests,
"I know he's leaving me."

Norn looked at the copper hammer that was swung up and down, and the metal hit one after another, as if to break a father's heart.

"May God bless him."

Norn said subconsciously.

"host?"

Hess' copper hammer froze, he raised his head and asked:

"Which god are you talking about?"

"My god, the god of all."

Norn said slowly:
"His Spirit freely gives life to all."

"It's the first time I've heard of it."

Hess was slightly surprised.

While still in the Celestial Kingdom, He searched hard to find out about the Father.

However, there are very few people who know, and the forest god warned Herris after learning about it.

After a lot of thinking, Herris suddenly stopped searching.

because…

The more I explored, the more I marveled at the mighty power of my father.

I know

He is the source of all gods, the supreme true God.

but,

What are the gods in the eyes of the Supreme One?

Ants?
Herris could see that among the gods who created races in the Celestial Kingdom, there were many gods who regarded their races as ants to please.

Then...

Does the Father also regard the gods as ants?
Can be played with wantonly, can be tortured wantonly?
or...

The great Father, supreme and merciless.

What if He didn't care about anything in this world?

Even the so-called belief and prayer, destruction and hatred... all seem ridiculous in His eyes.

Even if the world is destroyed in an instant, it can only be exchanged for Him to say, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Norn... I... hardly ever meet anyone who believes in the Lord."

Hess spoke slowly.

In the heart of this god of mountains and craftsmen, an answer is desperately longed for.

Is the supreme and holy Creator indifferent to all living beings?

Is it like...

In the Celestial Kingdom, there is eternal silence and darkness.

He has no grace but despair after prayer.

"Please tell me, what kind of god is your god?"

Norn stared at Hess.

Norn did not know that this ordinary man was the god of mountains and artisans in the Celestial Kingdom.

The prophet mistook him for a mere mortal,
Mortals who are bewildered in their faith.

"What do you think? Have you ever heard of Him?"

asked the Prophet guidingly.

"I...I've heard people say, you must not understand Him.

His name was obscured, perhaps because he was not a good god. "

Harris took a deep breath and said hurriedly:
"Not only me, many people will not understand Him.

In our eyes, he is like a ruthless fate, a cold law,

Just like... a supreme god who cares nothing and ignores everything in the world. "

"I tell you the truth,"

Norn looked into Hess's eyes and said calmly:
"That's not God,
It's just an eternal windmill, a precision machine,

Anyway, that's not God. "

Harris was stunned.

Under the light of the furnace, Norn's face was plain and solemn, like a prophet holding the truth.

"So... what kind of God is He?"

The brass hammer in Herris' hand still struck the hot metal,
However, as the god of mountains and craftsmen, he became absent-minded.

"Isn't He really a ruthless fate, a cold law?

That is the highest god we can imagine...

That's also... our rational God. "

Harris asked tremblingly.

For a long time, the god of mountains and craftsmen has been confused and even painful.

"Hess, your reason is given by him,"

"All reason is His gift,"

"It was He who gave the Logos the earliest reason."

Nuoen's face was flat, but his words shocked the soul,

"Reason is like the surface of water,"

"However…"

"God walks on water."

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