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Chapter 218 The Age of the Ancient Kingdom

The divinity quietly enveloped Chen Yi, and he cast his eyes on the earth under the sea of ​​clouds.

The land is not barren, but there are countless beasts and monsters walking, the boundless sea raises huge waves, storms sweep across the extreme north, and countless fires of sacrifices rise, the world regards thunder, rain and dew as the response of the gods.

The white and dazzling sandy beach is full of exotic flowers and plants, tall palms, and other unnamed beautiful plants. Flying dragons hover over the mountains, spreading their wings to cover the sky. Sky responds
As far as the eye can see, there are few footprints of the world.

The age of the Old Kingdom.

Through the broken pages of Yangben, God has entered into history. He knows that there are still 460 years before Saint Venacana came to the world.

In this long history, everything is barbaric and vicissitudes.

This is a barbaric era when kings and princes came together, and it is also a golden age when the beliefs of the gods spread. In this era, the ancient holy capital did not exist, the worship of the gods stood on the ground in chaos, and the world conquered, enslaved, and destroyed each other. .The long years have been accompanied by countless human sacrifices and barbaric acts.

The demise of a kingdom is often the demise of a statue, the drowning of a belief.

God stared at the land, and his eyes followed the trails of birds. In the scattered kingdoms and cities, people cast bronze and iron, and under the dance of shaman priests, they prayed for the blessing of the gods; Footprints are all over the place, with bare feet, pulling boulders, day after day, year after year, piled up all kinds of magnificent miracles that will be seen in the future.

Tall buildings stand tall and towering, which are the rooftops for sacrifices, or the tombs of kings, or the palaces built by the world for a certain god.

These things will not only be amazed by history as miracles in the future, but at this moment, they are also regarded by the monarchs as miracles accomplished by gods and humans.

Chen Yi saw many images.

Different kingdoms and different city-states enshrine different gods, and even different villages and tribes have their own gods.

It's not that they don't know the main god, but the gods in front of them seem to be more worthy of worship than the high and far away Lord.

In this age, the icon has not yet been established.

God knows that the gods don't care about their worship, and have already been exiled to the celestial kingdom.

His eyes shuttled and searched among the world, from one city-state to another, from one kingdom to another. In an instant, he searched almost the entire northern land, and still didn't intend to stop.

God is looking for the family that bears the curse of the seventh generation. In the era of the ancient kingdom, the first generation of the family offended the gods by cooking their father and son, and the second generation received the reward of the king of my king and achieved the crown of the king. He also violated his oath to the king of my king. After the seventh generation, the descendants of the family will bear his sins and the curse of the gods.

After a while, God's eyes stopped. He only felt that less than a quarter of an hour had passed, but the whole world had already passed from midsummer to severe winter after countless days and nights.

God saw a young man.

The young man had just experienced a bloody battle and was seriously injured. He was nestled in the winter snow, shivering, half of his body was covered in blood, his face was extremely pale, and only his forehead was slightly rosy.

He was covered with half of armor and animal fur. The young man had a fever, and he was talking about Kars, the god of war enshrined in their kingdom, and begged the latter to give him one-ten-thousandth of the divine power to teach him to climb up from the ice and snow. People of the same clan Prove that you are not a coward.

"Kars, the unrivaled master of conquest, the great God of War, I, Lauren, beg you"

The young man murmured tremblingly,

"Give me strength. I just sacrificed the life of a foreign warrior to you. I know his life with the battle ax in my hand. I beg you."

However, his begging was not heard by the god of war, and the cold wind around him intensified instead, as if to bury him.

Greater fear spread from Lauren's still-hot forehead, and accompanied by a sense of powerlessness from blood loss, he turned sad and impatient and said, "God of Howling Cold Wind, I beg you not to take my life, I am The third son of the Kingdom of Leidun, as long as I survive today, I will offer you three oxen and sheep and two healthy servants."

The cold wind is still howling, and the wind and snow are mixed among the dead branches.

Death entangled Lauren fiercely, starting from his wound that was cracked by the second frost, down to every nerve.

Faced with an even more tragic situation, Lauren completely mourned, and he murmured: "Among the many gods, is there no one who hears my begging?"

God stared at Lauren, watching the thread of fate lingering around him.

He lightly lifted his finger, and dropped a little invisible spark on Lauren's wound.

In the icy and snowy world, Luo Lun, who was in despair, was startled.

Inexplicably, he felt that the wound was very warm, and it was healing rapidly, and the blood was constantly regenerating and flowing, teaching him to regain his strength.

Lauren was stunned. He felt as if he had met an invisible healer and healed his wound in the most brilliant way. This is simply a miracle!

"Is it the God of Medicine? Is it Gomaphis, the God of Medicine?! Or... the God of Life?!"

Lauren hurriedly got up from the snow, knelt on the ground with both feet, and praised and thanked almost crazily.

"neither."

Shenyin came from nowhere, and Luo Lun was startled for a moment, then he asked hastily:

"You noble existence who saved me, which god are you?"

"Others call me Lord."

With just a few words, Lauren froze in place, his fingers trembling, trying to search for it in his memory.

Lord. To Lauren, it was an extremely unfamiliar title.

He remembered that the legendary main god was mostly worshiped by monks and priests from the north to the south, but in Luo Lun's 20 years of memory, the main god often only existed as a background in the myth of the God of War worshiped by the kingdom.

"Lord, Lord of Faith?" Lauren barely remembered a title, even if it was so, it almost used up all his memory.

Luo Lun suddenly felt flustered. He didn't know whether the god would send divine punishment because of this. According to myths and legends, divine punishment is often not received by one person, but affects the entire family and even the kingdom.

"You need not be afraid," God said calmly.

Under His words, the wind and snow beat Lauren, and the third son of the kingdom gradually calmed down. He pleaded: "Lord, I don't know why you saved me, but I will repay you a hundredfold. Your image builds a temple dedicated to you."

"Lord, why did you save me? Do you want me to repay you?"

"I don't need anything in return from you,"

God answered his question:

"Among your descendants, there is a man named Wilfred."

Lauren was stunned. He didn't know what God meant. Driven by fear and awe, he thought of the animal sacrifices often made in the kingdom.

"Lord, I will return to the kingdom now to sacrifice for you, to offer you the best of my cattle and sheep, and to offer you the strongest and most beautiful men and women among my slaves."

What Lauren didn't expect was that the surroundings fell silent, and the Lord was silent without any reply, which made Lauren even more terrified.

Lauren wondered if his sacrifice was not dignified enough, and his sacrifice was not enough to satisfy him.

As a result, Laurent suddenly felt terrified.

After a long time, God slowly opened his mouth,
"You worship me with blood, do you want me to repay you with blood? You worship me with disaster, do you want me to repay you with disaster?"

Lauren trembled all over, how he couldn't understand the words of the Lord, and His words were completely contrary to the large and small sacrifices performed by the kingdom.

In this world, there are gods who don't need sacrifices. Lauren felt that he had heard wrong or was crazy.

"Go back, and if your time comes, I will reveal it to you."

God slowly dropped the last sentence.

Lauren stood stupidly for a long time, the hail hit him, and he came back to his senses, slowly picked up the battle ax on the ground, and walked towards the kingdom in the wind and snow, feeling uneasy.

God watched him step out one by one, and returned in great shock.

He knows.

In the era of the ancient kingdom, statues of gods stood up today and collapsed tomorrow.

Prosperity and decline, but in a short period of time, never stop staged.

In various prophetic oracles,
People of the world with their feet on the ground,
Faith and righteousness that have never been met, eternally established.

(End of this chapter)