List of strange talismans

Chapter 234 Human Heart 4K
Childe didn't have time to think about what went wrong.

He pushed away the believers who were following him and ordered: "Complete the siege and pray to Suncheon!"

"What about you?"

"I'll lure him away."

Child's words fell, his shoulders glowed, and his whole body quickly turned into a storm, carrying sand and rocks rising into the sky.

This is the ability given to him by the [Storm Vest]. This resident artifact can give people the power to control the storm. It was originally an offensive weapon, but Child's character is relatively conservative, so he has only learned to use it for the time being. On the way.

Accompanied by the sound of howling wind and a moving speed of more than 30 meters per second, Childe rushed to a height of [-] meters in an instant.

But the Saint of Heavenly Father, who was covered with holy light, was not taking it easy. He was holding a long sword and pointing forward. The next moment, his whole person turned into a stream of light, instantly spanning a distance of hundreds of meters, and appeared in Chaier. In front of virtue.

The long sword at his waist flew out with the light, wielding the power of thunder and slashing towards Childe's face!

Childe was startled and quickly transformed into a storm to avoid the sword.Unexpectedly, the opponent seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and actually drew out another long sword from his waist again and slashed at him in the wind!

It was a pure white sword, and the glow on it rose like a flame. The moment it was unsheathed, it illuminated the surroundings into a ball of day.

The blade of the sword cut through the storm, and there was nothing where it hit, but it seemed as if it had hit something substantial, and actually pulled out a bloody trail in mid-air.

puff!
With a violent burst of light, the invisible storm dispersed with a pop, and Childe's stunned face appeared in the air.

His whole body was covered in confusion now. He couldn't understand why the sword in front of him could split the storm and even pull him out of the wind!

What's even more frightening is that this sword also swallowed up his already weak power of consciousness, making him instantly lose the qualification to continue to control the divine object!
Childe fell directly from a height of [-] meters. He heard the wind whistling in his ears. He saw the saint in glory rushing toward him with his long sword held high in the wind. He felt a big cut in his stomach. The pain, pain and cold made him feel dazed.

Everything happened so fast that Childe couldn't react.

He never thought that he would fail, let alone that he would lose so quickly and be so powerless to fight back.

I'm really not good at this kind of thing.

Childe smiled bitterly in his heart and couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Great Suncheon, I'm sorry that your followers have failed you."

Childe was not afraid of death, he was only sorry for his failure.

He tried to pray to his God to atone for his sins at the last moment of his life. However, before he could finish reciting the words of atonement, suddenly, a series of shouting prayers came into his ears.

"The saint who walks in the long river of time, the master of science and magic, the representative of the great Shuntian, the patron saint of Galanz, your believer, I pray for your attention and blessing!"

It’s the believers on the ground!

They finished their prayer!
Childe showed a smile. Now, he finally didn't have to worry about facing the God of Shuntian silently after death.

His death was worth it, he used his life to buy time for his brothers and sisters!

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt his whole body trembling.

As if there was something invisible holding him up, the sound of wind in his ears gradually disappeared, and his falling stopped.

Childe was stunned for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, he saw water all over the sky.

I don't know when a big blue river appeared in the dark sky. The river hung upside down in the sky, sparkling and magnificent.

Whoosh!
The saint who was chasing Childe seemed to feel something. He braked suddenly, drew an arc in mid-air, turned around and flew away.

Childe heard frightened screams coming from all around. He looked down and found that he was lying on a wave of water, with fire everywhere under his feet.

Countless Heavenly Father believers rushed onto the street side by side like rabbits being chased. Behind them were turbulent water waves tens of meters high!

The waves that covered the sky and the sun gathered from the port and formed a huge wall. The creeping plows spread across the city and swallowed up large buildings and people in an instant.

As the water waves spread, a hurricane roared and twisted, and the condensed water formed, turning into a giant tens of meters high, appearing in the mortal world!
The surging waves formed his body, and the hurricane stretched into arms, making him look like a group of elves of heaven and earth with sanity!
at this time.

The Heavenly Father saint who had been chasing Childe suddenly returned with his arms raised. He was accompanied by three colleagues wearing clerical robes. Four figures fell in front of the giant. At the same time, they raised their long swords and slashed into the wind!

In an instant, pure white light spurted out and turned into four streams of light of different lengths, hitting the giant's head.

The night sky was lit up with a blazing white color, and the huge fluctuations in consciousness even temporarily calmed down the restless water vapor.

But all is in vain.

The hurricane flew out of the giant's arms, carrying huge waves and rising into the sky. The seemingly unparalleled stream of light was shattered by a single encounter.

The light spot exploded into powder and fell with the rain. The giant raised his hand, and billowing wind and waves rose up, turning into a sky-covering curtain, covering all four saints.

The waves squeezed inwards and exploded. The water flow pierced flesh and blood like a sharp sword, and large areas of bright red appeared in the blue water.

The huge scarlet wave crashed to the ground in the roar, and four half-length long swords fell out.

As for the four saints, they have become one with the water and are indistinguishable from each other.

This is the power of the gods, awe-inspiring and irresistible.

Not counting those ghostly containers of divine power, any god with a solid sect foundation can easily kill mortal saints.

Even the so-called [Land Angel] is the same.

Childe saw the giant's iconic three-pronged snake head. He looked ecstatic and shouted to his brothers and sisters on the ground: "It's Shuntian! The great Shuntian has arrived!"

Many believers followed him and shouted, excited for the great power of Shuntian.

Childe regained some consciousness at this time, and he turned into a hurricane and landed on the ground, intending to summon his brothers and sisters to prepare for the next plan.

But what he didn't expect was that when dozens of believers gathered around him, a young believer suddenly asked him a question.

"Your Excellency Childe, are we helping the God of Shuntian in his massacre?"

Childe was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked, "Why do you ask that?"

"I remembered the rain."

The young man looked at the people running around, his eyes a little blank.

In the night, there was a huge crowd.

Parents were holding infants, and young adults were supporting the elderly. Everyone was running away in a hurry. Everyone's face was full of panic and confusion. There were even some timid people who were running and suddenly sat on the ground. cried bitterly.

"Heavenly Father! We obviously love you so much! Why, why do you let us suffer like this!"

Questions rang out from within reach.

Childe was struck by lightning and froze on the spot.

He was all too familiar with this sentence.

Boom!

Water vapor surged, wind blew and clouds gathered, heavy rain fell suddenly, and the Milky Way collapsed, turning into a vast rain curtain, covering the entire Lanka Port.

Childe slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

He looked at the majestic figure in the sky, watched his god venting his power to the mortal world, and allowed the rain to wet his hair and flow down his face, freezing in place like a sculpture.He felt confused.

Heavy rains, floods, crying crowds, helpless believers, people who were forced to leave their homes due to the selfish thoughts of gods.

Everything was exactly what he had experienced.

Everything feels like a rerun of some kind of set schedule.

He was once as helpless as these people, and it was obvious that he had also suffered.
But now, he has become an accomplice in causing suffering.

Am I really doing the right thing?
Childe knew that he should not question the gods, but the situation in front of him made it difficult for him to convince his heart.

The cries all around were heartbreaking, but the dozens of believers in front of them fell into silence at the same time.

Everyone is experiencing inner torture.

This is not because their beliefs are not pious enough, on the contrary, it is precisely because of their extremely pious beliefs that they feel ashamed of what they have done.

Faith born out of suffering will never completely point to a specific person or God.

It was born out of suffering, looking forward to light, desiring happiness, just to welcome the dawn.

Suncheon just happens to carry this belief, he is not the specific embodiment of the belief.

This is the biggest difference between Gu Xiuya and all other gods.He created himself through suffering, but at the moment of his birth he was destined to face these problems.

Fortunately, not everyone is as "naive" as Childe.

In the silent torment of the soul, another believer asked another question.

"If. I mean if."

"If we changed places with the Heavenly Father Church, would they have mercy on us who died in the flood?"

Childe came back to his senses upon hearing the sound.

He turned his head and saw that the speaker was a middle-aged believer with a beard.

The young believer who was the first to ask the question widened his eyes: "Samali, how can you think so? You rely on speculation to accuse others, and then believe that others will cause harm to you based on this crime, which makes it appear that what you have done Peace of mind. If we do this, what’s the difference between it and Heavenly Father’s teachings?”

The middle-aged believer smiled: "Child, you are wrong about one thing. I am not speculating on them. I am using everything I have experienced as experience to judge what they will do."

"This is also arbitrary speculation! People are not immutable!"

"Yes, you are right. But have you ever thought that wolves can never turn into lambs, and abusers will never change their minds. The despicable will always be despicable, and he will not remember our good deeds because of our kindness."

"He will only treat us more ruthlessly, worse and worse!"

"you"

"Have you ever thought about what it would be like if this heavy rain happened in your hometown today?"

The middle-aged believer interrupted the young man's words. He looked at him with calm eyes but a complicated tone: "These displaced people, these people running around, they will become your relatives, your friends, and the ones you love." people."

"You are still young and don't know how heinous the Heavenly Father's Church is under the bright and holy surface, but I have seen it. Three years ago, in Nanston, my neighbor's son returned home from an overseas trip and brought back a piece of The souvenirs produced by the Gran Federation, the Scroll of All Gods, because of this, a family of nine were tied to the stake and burned alive by members of the Heavenly Father Church."

"I still remember the heart-wrenching screams of people being burned by the flames. There is also the stench caused by the explosion of fat, and the grease all over the floor."

"You might think that it was the Heavenly Father Church that killed them. It had nothing to do with these believers. Right?"

"Then you are wrong."

"Those high-ranking bishops have no time to care about trivial things happening in a remote rural area. All these are done by the followers of the Heavenly Father's Church themselves."

"Belief distorted their minds and turned them into man-eating ghosts."

"They burned nine innocent people, including three children, all just to show their loyalty to Heavenly Father, and the funny thing is, they actually received the reward for their loyalty!"

"Heavenly Father sent down the grace to make the leader a saint!"

"Do you understand what I mean? This sect and its followers are stinking and oozing from top to bottom, head to toe!"

"As long as they can gain faith, as long as they can bring awe, they don't care whether they are just or not!"

"I know! I've heard similar stories! I know what Heavenly Father's Religion is!"

the young man shouted back.

"It is precisely because I see its face clearly that I have such a firm belief in Shuntian!"

"But that doesn't excuse us from harming others. Samali."

The young believer's eyes were firm. He looked at him and said word by word: "I have seen darkness, so I yearn for light. But that light should not just shine on you and me. I want to see it shine on all things. I want to see it. Bring happiness to all living beings. Instead of using the darkness of others to set off its light."

"Such light, no matter how grand and brilliant, is of what use? It cannot change the nature of darkness that it was born from, and we are just moving from one oppression to another. "

The middle-aged man laughed.

"Child, I am proud of your great ideal. If I were 20 years younger, maybe I would choose to follow you and help you realize your ideal."

"But the reality is different from the ideal."

"Do you think we have a choice now?"

"of course."

"No, you are wrong."

"We have no choice."

"The Suncheon Sect is developing too fast, so fast that it is disturbing, and so fast that it is impossible to coexist peacefully with the Heavenly Father Sect."

"There are only two outcomes waiting for us. Either give up resistance and be wiped out. Or take the initiative and gain relative light."

"How would you choose?"

"I"

"What if I told you that every pity you show now will leave endless troubles for your fellow countrymen in the future;"

"If I tell you that you show mercy to them today, tomorrow they will raise their swords against us."

"Are you still so determined and want to spare them?"

"I"

“Kindness should not be bestowed upon your enemies, just as hatred should not be directed toward those who love you.”

"There is never anything absolute in this world, whether it is fairness or justice, it is just a position under subjective perception. What is a disaster for others can be a new life for us."

"Don't forget your position, don't forget where you stand, don't forget who gave you everything, don't forget who you are."

(End of this chapter)