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Chapter 535 Sacrifice of the Gods

For Heris, killing Sealand, killing a man who belonged to God, would be a sin, and no one could bear the weight of the sin.

For Laren, avenging his son is a matter of course, not to mention sealing the path of divine creation is the need of the gods.

For Utus, the law of the jungle is the eternal law of the world. It is a natural order. Anyone who wants to break this order will surely face a ruthless storm.

Just after these three gods expressed their will, strange phenomena gradually began to appear in this mysterious room.

The room began to become darker and darker, and the water plants were floating in a strange manner, making people wonder if there were human faces breathing under the shallow lake. There were more and more mold spots on the walls, and there was a gloomy, rotten smell. Gradually spread.

The three gods all began to panic to varying degrees. Their divine power was ruthlessly deprived of them in this room, and they all looked like defenseless mortals.

"what happened?"

Laren trembled.

"Siland once said, show the past and the future..."

At this moment, Herris glanced at Xilan and accidentally caught a detail.

Xilan's stiff body, which was originally sitting still, seemed to have twisted an inch just now at a slow speed, like a machine.

Herris's muscles tensed and his heart was lifted.

The water plants are still floating, like dark green worms, and the subtle smell of corpses emerges from the shallow lake.

The three gods suddenly felt the world spinning.

The whiteness all over the sky filled the eyes, and the strange room in front of them disappeared. They seemed to be trapped in another space, and the smell of corpses became stronger and stronger.

When they came back to their senses, they found that each of them had their hands tied and were forced to go somewhere.

The scene in front of me was so real.

Heris looked around and found that the three of them were being guarded by a group of naked mortals, walking towards an altar burning with fire under fanatical shouts.

This is like a tribe that doesn't know what civilization is, performing primitive and bloody sacrificial rituals to the gods.

Suddenly, He heard Laren's wailing.

"We've fallen into a trap!

Our Father has led us here on purpose!And deprived us of our divine power! "

Herris saw Laren being held at the front, facing the altar that was getting closer, and began to scream in panic.

"To shut up!"

A powerful tribesman wearing a skull headdress slapped the slave.

"Don't disturb the gods!"

"You blind man! Cursed thing! Don't you see it? I am Laren, the dream god. Look at the statue on your altar. I am the sixth one from the left! Do you recognize that statue?!"

The once flamboyant God of Dreams struggled hard, as if he wanted to point his statue to these primitive tribesmen.

"This slave has blasphemed!"

"Be the first to burn him!"

"The gods are angry!"

The priests who presided over the ceremony roared angrily and pushed Laren, who was originally some distance away from the altar, directly to the front.

Herris's heart skipped a few beats, and in panic, he thought: Have we really fallen into a trap, and our Father wants to use this to kill us?
Utus, who was also restrained, also turned pale.

The Storm God noticed that the second statue from the right on the altar was himself.

These stupid mortals actually want to sacrifice animals to the gods?
Utus wanted to use all his divine power to let the storm wipe this blasphemous tribe from the ground, but at the moment he had no power to restrain the chicken, and was just a slave to be sacrificed.

The flames burned blazingly. In panic, Laren cursed these stupid mortals crazily and cursed his own father. Amidst the noise, Laren was pushed into the flames first, and the flames burned him instantly, violently. The pain continued to torture him.

The people of this tribe burst into enthusiastic cheers. They praised the gods crazily, especially the God of Dreams. Since the slave claimed to be the God of Dreams, the priests thought that this must be blasphemy to the God of Dreams, so they knelt down. He came down and begged the dream god not to be offended by this sacrifice, and praised him for his tolerance.

And Laren was burning in this kind of praise, and his screams almost resounded through half the sky.

Then several more slaves were pushed into the brazier, and cheers erupted from the crowd. They began to slap their bellies, chests, and buttocks, and sang and danced vigorously.

At this time, it was Utus' turn.

Utus did not claim to be a member of the gods like Laren. He saw Laren being burned alive with his own eyes. His face was extremely pale. He understood that the father of the gods had deceived them. What Silan said It's all lies!

Utus shouted to the sky resentfully:
"My father, you are so mean!"

Before he finished speaking, Utus was pushed into the burning brazier. The flames rose higher. The tribesmen burst into even louder cheers, but the stone statues of the gods remained silent.

No one noticed that the statues of Laren, the god of dreams, and Utus, the storm god, had cracks unknowingly.

Heris saw it, and he looked at this scene in horror. He who built statues for the gods understood what it meant for the statues to have cracks.

It was Heris' turn soon. The god of mountains and craftsmen was so panicked that he couldn't say a word. Utus and Laren, the two gods were burned to death easily and died in front of their statues. , how ironic this is.

"This is the retribution of the animal sacrifice..."

Harris whispered painfully to himself.

The father of the gods did not allow mortals to sacrifice animals, so the true religion never sacrifices animals, but the gods have no such requirement.

On the contrary, not only do the gods have no such requirement, they will be happy when they see mortals offering the most precious items, paying the price of blood for sacrifices, and willingly sacrificing their blood-connected family members for sacrifices.

Even mortal sacrifices are meaningless to most gods.

But the act of animal sacrifice can bring great satisfaction to the gods.

See, my people are willing to give their most precious things to me!

Why doesn't this move them?
The group of mortals on the ground watched as the last sacrifice was pushed into the fire. The fire was burning, and the fire almost reached the sky.

The mortals cheered, prayed, and praised. They sang the praises of the gods and worshiped the statues of the gods without stopping for a moment. However, the gods remained silent after the sacrifices.

There was complete silence among the statues of gods rubbing shoulders.

.......................................

Harris' eyes widened in shock.

The blank room, the shallow lake surface, the swaying water plants...the familiar and strange sights returned to the eyes again.

The craftsman breathed heavily, stretched out his hand and touched his body. After finding that he was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What... happened just now?"

Harris murmured.

"Are we...back again?"

Utus said in disbelief.

Everything that just happened was clearly so real.

The three gods were sacrificed to the silent idol.Laren was still panting at this time, and his face was extremely pale. When he came to his senses, he angrily cursed the stupidity of those mortals,
"What are they doing? They want to sacrifice the gods, ignorant mortals!"

Laren looked extremely excited to save his life.
“They dare to sacrifice us today, what will happen when God’s path spreads all over the world?!

This can't happen, Xilan must die! "

Herris frowned, looked at Laren, and said slowly:

“Perhaps the Father is telling us through this that this is the retribution for what we have done.

We treat mortals so lightly. If one day we become mortals, will we be sacrificed by our believers?

Just like when...the Logos killed the angels. "

Herris's words did not change Laren's mind. He only heard Laren sneer and said:
"We will not be reduced to mortals, we will always be gods."

Harris looked at Laren for a long time, then slowly spoke:
"Won't you become a mortal?
We are no longer gods in this room. "

Herris's words made Laren turn pale. The craftsman was right. In this weird room, they were all deprived of their original divine power, and their connection with their own stars was cut off. Otherwise, the ones who were sacrificed just now would When the time comes, you will never be helpless.

"This is only temporary, we are just temporarily reduced to mortals."

Laren wiped away the cold sweat and said.

The air around me was extremely humid.

Heris stopped talking to him, and the craftsman looked at Utus, as if he had thought of something, and persuaded:
"Utus, you believe so much in the law of the jungle.

So, what if your father really wanted you to die just now?

Are you willing to accept this cup of poisonous wine? After all, the weak eats the strong, and our Father is great in heaven. "

When Utus heard this, his face turned pale. He stretched out his hand. After several attempts, he found that he could not use his divine power at all.

Slowly, he took back his hand and said:

“He wants me to die, so what can I say to resist?
He certainly has the power to determine my destiny, and I will obey.

Unfortunately, He did not do this. I am still alive, and since I am alive, I have to do what I want to do. "

Utus's words were so decisive, but Helis could hear a little wavering in his tone.

This wavering was fleeting.

Utus pointed at Xilan who was kneeling on the ground and said:

"If you can't persuade me, this mortal will definitely die."

Hearing this, Helis lowered his head in pain, and the craftsman whispered a prayer to his father.

Suddenly, the craftsman knelt down, touched the swaying water plants, and recited scriptures in a low voice,

"'In times of trouble, calamity, and hardship, when we have strayed from God, we urge those who come after us not to do evil things and harm the righteous.

Because He said: The wages of sin is death.

In times of trouble, God saves us.In times of peace, we kill angels. '"

Both Utus and Laren were silent, as if they were immersed in the memories just now.

They stood in the darkness, silently watching this scene. It was not a vast shallow lake, but it was like the entire space. The blank room was filled with silence.

Water plants are floating in the shallow lake, just like stars drifting in space.

Quiet, deep, peaceful, and eerie.

The swaying of the water plants, the trajectory of the stars, and the subtle ripples are like the whisper of the universe.

After an unknown amount of time, the half-kneeling Herris slowly stood up and said to the other two people:
"continue."

"Continue with what?"

Wutus subconsciously said,
"Here we are, doing nothing, nothing can be done."

They suddenly felt that the time that had passed so quickly turned out to be so difficult.

So, the three of them fell silent again. They didn't know what to say to each other. There were only swaying water plants in their eyes, and green trails passed through their eyes. The shallow lake at their feet sometimes looked like a turbid mirror, sometimes like a clear mirror. Glass.

Silence filled them, and they all lost their minds. They all thought, why have they never seen such a quiet lake before?
After an unknown amount of time, Laren finally spoke and broke the silence.

"I will kill Sealand, I will kill him, for the sake of my beloved son.

I believe that our Father will understand me. "

Herris said:

“Your beloved son is in the underworld.

You can visit him anytime, just like, I would visit my Shannon.

For mortals who are separated from their loved ones forever, our experiences are nothing.

What's more, didn't your Shanlal kill your other children before? "

Herris's words stimulated him, and Laren said in a daze:
"No, this is different. I have to take revenge."

The experience of being thrown into the fire not long ago did not change Laren's mind, but made him more determined. He must kill Sealand.

Then, Laren came back to his senses and attacked Helis:

"Artisan, you are too cowardly.

You are always trying to persuade us not to kill Xilan, but Xilan clearly said that the father will not bear grudge against us.

You clearly know that since Xilan said this, my father will definitely not bear any grudge against us, let alone take revenge.

Yet you emphasize the weight of sin again and again.

Tell me, is a sin a sin without punishment and retribution?

The reason why you say that is not because you are afraid of sin, but because you are cowardly and submissive to the Father and do not dare to disobey Him!

All the gods know this and are clear about it! "

Laren's scolding came suddenly, like a hurricane suddenly blowing on a calm sea, and Herris was completely unprepared.

The craftsman's strong body began to tremble, his lips were tightly closed, and the blood on his face gradually dissipated. He stared at Laren, but could not say a word.

"I'm right!
You are too cowardly, and you think we should be as cowardly as you,
For this reason, you used scriptures to threaten us!Terrorize us not to commit blasphemy! "

Laren's scolding was extremely harsh in the room. While he was cursing, he moved forward excitedly, but Herris couldn't say a word. He kept trampling the water plants under the shallow lake, causing splashes of water. Shocking ripples one after another.

Looking from top to bottom, the shallow lake is still extremely calm.

the first day,
Among the three,

The two men were determined to kill Xilan.

(End of this chapter)