The God Game: From Creation of Man

Chapter 31 Time Will Prove Everything
"Judge me?"

"That's for later."

In the Temple of the Oath, Yeager stood on a pool of blood and looked up at the god holding the spear.

The moonlight was like water, hitting his body, making him look extraordinarily cold.

"Blasphemy, but where is the god?"

"Where is God when the heirs of Kai and Yin wantonly trample on God's honor?"

"We built such a magnificent city for it and sang the name of God, but why haven't we received God's mercy?"

He stood in front of Ram's body, muttering to himself.

"You know, I had a dream last night."

"I saw a man standing in the light, and I thought it was a god, and ran to praise his greatness."

"I told him about the suffering we encountered, the threats we encountered, and prayed to God to give me a solution to the difficulties."

"However, that guy actually told me that he wanted me to let go of my prejudices, let go of their trampling on God's majesty, and unite against a group of beasts."

"A bunch of beasts!"

Yeager got up and sat down again at the table full of food.

He picked up the knife and fork, placed a piece of meat on the dinner plate, and divided it.

Slow, even graceful.

He talked to himself to the air around him, as if everyone hadn't died yet.

"It's ridiculous, he actually advised me to give up."

"So I woke up, and I was sure it wasn't a god."

"In the face of disaster, the gods have taught us to hold the spear tightly."

"But he taught me to let go of hatred and prejudice."

"Ram, I'm sure it was a nightmare."

"The real god will lead us to cut off all suffering."

"Instead of letting his most loyal believers show weakness!"

"Give up his country to these stupid, arrogant, selfish, ignorant idiots!"

Yeager suddenly became very manic.

Throwing the knife and fork in his hand, he smashed it hard on the seats of the previous people.

"Why should the kingdom of the gods be handed over to this group of trash?"

"We've wasted too much time on such nonsense."

"We have been in decline since the King of Wisdom left."

"To this day, we have lost even the ability to repair the Forbidden Wall."

"To this day, the blood of the Sun King and Thunder King will wither."

"This is, this is God's punishment for us!"

Yeager took a deep breath and continued talking to himself.

Under the cold moonlight, the old man's figure became thinner and thinner.

"The story shouldn't be like this, our fate shouldn't be like this!"

"Humanity has wasted too much time in internal fighting, so long that we have even forgotten the past."

"They forgot the glory of their ancestors and the oath to follow God's footsteps."

"If this continues, how long will it take for us to build a huge ark and find the legendary land according to the order of the King of Wisdom?"

"You forgot, you forgot, and you, you!"

"You all forgot!"

Yeager got up and overturned the dining table.

He looked around coldly.

"Power and desire corrupt you, you fools."

"I used to be naive, but what I got in exchange for concessions was endless demands."

"Do you really think that everything can be changed by granting Ysur the name of the Sun King and Lagova as the Grand Commander?"

"No, the arrogance of these two idiots is beyond your imagination."

"Except for that blood, what are they left with?"

"The Sun King and Thunder King may be great, but their offspring are not."

"How many years? Because of the problem of blood, there is constant friction between tribes."

"The two big tribes are like children, arguing and fighting, wasting the talents that the gods gave us, wasting the Eden that the gods gave us."

"How long will we continue this childish game?!"

"Ram, how much time do we have left to waste with them?!"

"You tell me, you tell me!"

respond to him.

Only the moonlight like water.

"We need a unified will, we need a strong leader, to change this."

"But this person will never be them."

Yeager stood alone under the statue of the god, looking at the city below the mountain from a distance.

There was a unique look in his eyes.

Just like...

Just like Ysur before.

"Rahm, I want you to watch."

"Time will tell, time will tell, who is right."

"Maybe I was guilty. I slaughtered his children in front of God. I fabricated false oracles and used God's name."

"But so what?"

"I do not care!"

"Let me alone, take all the sins away."

"Look!"

"When the sun rises, a new order will be re-established."

"Conflicts between tribes will be completely resolved"

"The wise king and the covenant of God shall continue."

"Our sails will float above the sea to find the legendary land."

"Thousands of years, ten thousand years later, the glory of the gods will spread in every corner of this world."

"This is me, my oath to the gods!"

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in a dark tunnel.

Elijah climbed down with some fear.

The moonlight was very bright tonight, falling from the hole above his head, illuminating his path clearly.

After a few minutes, Ilya finally hit the ground.

After entering the cave, he had a clear view of his surroundings.

There is a lot of space here, and his position seems to be a circular high platform.

The hole at the top of the head is just facing here, and during the daytime, the sun should be able to fall just right from here and shine here.

Little Elijah did not forget what Li Xiang said to him.

He started exploring here.

Soon, he had a huge harvest.

In this cave, there seems to have been living beings.

Except for some gravel on the ground, everything else was cleaned up very clean.

This seems to be a special plantation.

The wooden boards surrounded many rectangular planting blocks, which contained a lot of black soil and some white bones.

On it grows a plant about half a meter high, bearing many fruits.

Elijah stepped forward and took a look.

These fruits seem to be very similar to the kalang fruit they eat.

But, smaller, like dysplasia.

And there are many special lines that appear strangely on it.

There are red and blue, two kinds of special lines, like spider webs intertwining pieces of magical veins on it.

Just like...

Just like the warriors of the tribe, the divine patterns passed down on their bodies.

(End of this chapter)