only god

Chapter 533: Ask God what to do

He is a person of God, or in other words, this person belongs to God.

In the true church, this is a sacred and beautiful theological concept.

In a narrow sense, people of God often refer to angels, prophets, or people assigned missions by God. They have often witnessed or touched the glory of God, been noticed by God, and they even performed miracles on earth.

But in a broad sense, they are God’s people, and it’s not just that. Those white-haired old priests at the Ecumenical Council, they call themselves servants of God, and they serve the road to the Kingdom of Heaven all their lives. People who are gods; those who hide in the mountains and forests, abide by the precepts, do not care about worldly affairs, only seek purity and seek Tao, and pursue God, they are gods; those who live in temples, dominate the earth, and wear crowns. The emperor, they are God’s men; those in the countryside, on the land that smells of animal excrement, those who work with grain, they are God’s men; those who carry sedans, raise horses, and do all the hard work for their entire lives, will never be able to Redeemed slaves, they are also God's people; even those sinners who fell into prison, committed major crimes, and committed arson, murder, adultery, and robbery, they are also God's people...

This concept is so universal. No matter rich or poor, high or low, righteous or evil, as long as he has faith, he is also a person of God. This concept seems to have endless great magic power, guiding One after another people were converted to the church's protection.

This concept is not even limited to true religion, it is also cited by other religious beliefs. For example, the priests of the dream god claim that everyone can dream, so everyone who can dream is a member of the dream god Laren; and For example, the priests of the storm god said that everyone has seen or heard of storms, so everyone who has come into contact with storms is a person of the storm god Utus; and the priests of the dwarves said that everyone has come into contact with craftsmen. The artifacts were made, so everyone who came into contact with the craftsmen was a member of Heris, the god of mountains and craftsmen.

But whether it is in a narrow sense or a broad sense, in the human world, the concept of "a person of God" is defined by the people of the world. Who is a person of God and who is not are all defined by the people of the world. Decide with ideas.

Over the years, has anyone ever thought about who is really “a person of God” in God’s eyes?
Those princes and nobles?Those who call themselves servants of God?Those common people?Such a lowly slave?In the eyes of God, who is truly “a person of God”?
Countless wise men and sages in the world, and even wild philosophers, have been arguing endlessly for thousands of years, each holding their own opinion, but no one can come up with an answer that can convince everyone.

Because only God can answer this question.

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Zealand slowly climbed up the six levels of Paso Filo Mountain.

There are a total of six hills in Pasofilo Mountain. Thousands of years ago, the dwarves built either a temple or an altar on each hill. To this day, those religious buildings still remain after thousands of years of baptism. It still stands, its roofs still shining in the bright sunlight.

Xilan walked through three hills. He tried his best to find Heris, the god of mountains and craftsmen, on those three hills.

According to the local priests, they had not heard the oracle of Heris for a long time. Even if they sacrificed a hundred cattle, a hundred sheep, and a hundred pigs, Heris had not answered their prayers.

Heris seemed to be hiding, and even the oldest priests did not know when the god of mountains and craftsmen would reappear in the world.

It is not uncommon among the gods for a certain deity to go into hiding.

There are countless gods in the celestial kingdom, as numerous as the stars. Some of them are willing to communicate with mortals, and naturally some of them are disdainful of mortals. Some gods, perhaps in the early days, had no intention of communicating with mortals. With great enthusiasm, he often responded to prayers, but as time went by, he gradually became tired of this thing and ignored mortals. Even if the faith and temple were finally abandoned, there was no response.

"Lord, let me find Helis. I can't delay it any longer."

Climbing the fourth hill, Zealand said to himself.

Soon after, Xilan successfully climbed to the top and saw the temple on the hill. What he encountered on the fourth hill was naturally the same as the other three hills.

He still hadn't found Herris.

In other words, Herris didn't want to see him.

The hermit spent two days and one night climbing five hills, but the god of mountains and craftsmen was nowhere to be seen, but he did not stop there.

So, when Zealand climbed the sixth hill and walked down the mountain road, he saw a centaur-like figure holding a hammer appearing on the side of the road between the shady trees.

"Silan, I recognize you."

Herris was the first to speak,

"I also recognize the prophet Norn."

Seeing Helis, Zealand felt a sense of joy.

"Dear Helis, now that you have appeared, you should know why I am here."

Xilan said bluntly without making any more pleasantries,
"I hope you can go to Calrond and stop your creations from killing each other."

Helis looked at Sealand. He had not planned to appear originally. Nakbet, the God of Death, had warned him that if he didn't know what to do, then don't do anything and just let nature take its course.

But Heris still appeared, not only because of Xilan's perseverance, but also because the god of mountains and craftsmen had paid attention to this disciple of the prophet for some time, so Xilan was not a stranger to Him. But an acquaintance whom I have never met.

After listening to Xilan's words, Herris smiled bitterly and said:
“How often have I seen them massacre each other?

Before I built them, I heard the advice of many gods: Even the best races will sooner or later kill each other.

Since the birth of dwarves and giants, I have been used to seeing them raise swords against each other. At first I taught them a lesson and stopped them, but I could stop them physically, but not their hearts.

So I gave up later, just like other gods. Even if I was sad, I no longer cared about them killing each other. "

The answer of the God of Mountains and Craftsmen is so reasonable. For the gods who are almost immortal, even their beloved races are like spring grass on the earth. They are burned out by wildfire this year and will be resurrected next year.

Xilan frowned. Before he could say anything, the God of Mountains and Craftsmen spoke first.

"Perhaps you may also ask, can I tolerate other gods playing tricks on dwarves and giants?
To be honest, I can't tolerate it. After all, they are my people.
However, even if I want to do something, I also understand that it is very likely that I will do too much and make many mistakes.

The current situation is that the Dream God Laren and the others want to destroy the path of divine creation, rather than destroy my race. There is more than just the dwarf kingdom of Karrond in the world. If I do something wrong at this time, it will bring down the entire world. If the dwarf tribe suffers greater disaster, then I will regret it deeply. "

Having said this, the God of Mountains and Craftsmen paused, and glanced somewhere.

Xilan noticed that Herris's eyes seemed to mean that there was an outsider on the field.

"Wonderful dreams, endless storms, come out,
Now that you are here, why do you need to be secretive?Do you think that this man who is to be a prophet is not worthy of talking to you? "

Harris said to the dense woods.

Suddenly the breeze stirred, and the sky seemed a little darker. A dreamlike sleepiness quietly appeared on the hare in the forest, and a faint thunder swept through the dead leaves of autumn in an instant.

Xilan saw that the dream god Laren and the storm god Utus came out of the shade of the trees. The three gods unknowingly stood in three positions with Xilan as the center.

"Heris, the craftsman we all respect, please don't resent us. You must know that even without us, the civil war in Karlond will happen sooner or later. Mortals are so sad.

We promise you that when this is done, if they decline, we will do everything in our power to revive you, and we will give them double what they have lost.

If you must be resentful, then we will apologize for this, and please believe that we are ashamed. "Facing this craftsman who forged divine weapons for the gods, Dream God Laren showed great courtesy and respect.

Storm God Utus just nodded to show that he recognized Laren's words. After that, his eyes fell on Xilan, examining this mortal who was not yet dead.

"Are you the one named Xilan?"

Utus asked slowly, his tone as arrogant as a god.

Xilan did not look back at him, but just said:

"I am the one named Sealand."

At this time, the dream god Laren also set his sights on the disciple of the prophet and the man who would become a prophet. Different from Utus's arrogant inspection, Laren's eyes were filled with resentment.

It was this mortal who made Him suffer so much, and to this day, His stars have not been restored to their original state.

You know, even if Xilan embarks on the path of divine creation, his strength is still not enough to be an enemy of the gods, but it is a shame and shame that such a mortal can cause such great harm to himself.

At this moment, even though Laren still felt that as a god, he only needed to pay a certain price to grind this mortal into dust, but he did not dare to do so.

Laren could only mock:
“Mortal, do you think you can turn your back to the gods if you have some power?
You are such an example of arrogance by looking down on us so much. If you think your power is enough to compete with the gods, you are wrong. "

Xilan shook his head and said:
"I'm not arrogant.

I have not looked down upon you either. Since I returned to the earth, I have humbly respected everyone. I am not arrogant about my own strength.

I don't think I'm strong enough to compete with the gods, either.

And these powers make me qualified to negotiate with gods, which is enough. "

Even though Xilan's tone was sincere, it still sounded arrogant and offensive to the ears of Dream God Laren.

He was about to say something, but Storm God Utus spoke first:

"Leave, Zealand.

You are indeed qualified to negotiate with the gods, but our demands will not change. "

When he said this, Utus looked at the centaur-like god,

"Besides, we won't sit back and let you shake Helis's will."

Xilan finally turned around at this time, and he looked straight at Utus,
“No, I will change His will, and I will change yours.

because,

This is what God wants me to do, 'Where God tells me to go, I will go.' "

Xilan's unyielding tone made the proud Storm God angry. The god laughed in anger and said angrily:

"I recognize that you are qualified to negotiate, but I do not recognize your disrespect.

Who do you think you are?
That disgusting Silas?

Do you think you are as capable as him?If so, feel free to let us see! "

After the words fell, Utus's attitude made the dream god Laren nod his head. Laren knew very well that Utus had never been happy with the gods' conspiracies, so he was always worried that Utus would betray them. But now, This concern was dispelled.

Xilan frowned.

Facing the two aggressive gods, Xilan felt unspeakable pressure.

If Herris can support him, then the pressure on Zealand's shoulders will be much less, but this is obviously impossible. Herris, who does not want to make mistakes, has long been determined to sit back and watch it all happen.

What Xilan is facing is not a threat of death. If it is a threat of death, then Helis will not sit idly by in any case. That is why it is difficult. What Xilan is facing is a threat to his mission, a threat rooted in the spiritual level. .

Whether it is the sky or the earth, whether it is the ocean or the mountains, weapons that kill the spirit are often more painful than those that kill the body.

Xilan couldn't help but feel anxious about the critical situation in prison. He silently asked in his heart:

"Lord, even if I accept the mission, how can I face the three gods? There is such a huge difference between mortals and gods. Even the Logos people are nothing to the immortal gods. They have Thousands of temples, glorious power, and magnificent stars.

But what about me?Who is this person named Xilan?What should I do to fulfill the mission you have given me? "

Xilan asked and prayed. Although he remained motionless, his heart was trembling. The setting sun slowly sank from the sky, casting a lush shadow of the forest soaked in blood-like light.

The world seemed to be on fire.

The three gods waited quietly, and they were patient enough.

At this time, Xilan slowly raised his head, as if he got the answer from somewhere.

The gods didn't know why, but their hearts tightened without warning. This feeling came in a hurry and left like lightning, unpredictable.

The proud Storm God asked first:

"Mortal, what are you going to do?"

The man who would be a prophet stretched out his hand,

"It's not what I want to do,
Rather, ask God what to do. "

(End of this chapter)