Giant of Light: I am the Old Ones

Chapter 266 Faith and Believers

Northern Europe, a mountain castle somewhere.

Several mountaineering teams were preparing to climb the mountains in front of them, and they rented an area of ​​​​the castle as a starting camp.

There are many people coming and going every day, and occasionally there will be some people who look obviously different from ordinary people. Maybe they are the so-called descendants of nobles.

But the strange thing is that although the number of these unique groups is not large, they cover almost every race from all over the world. At first glance, they are upper class people.

There are also many who have obvious statesmanlike temperament, but they come in and out of the castle frequently for some unknown reason.

"Halyus, it's fine for you to be in contact with those low-level monkeys. Don't you really consider yourself a member of the monkeys and rent our residence to them as a camp?"

A woman, about 20 years old, with a somewhat gloomy face and a Central Asian face, was staring closely at the young fellow in front of her who was wearing the robes of an elder.

Harius turned around gently, looked at his sister, and said:
"Sheela, if to God, every individual soul is equal, then there may be no difference between us and these humans."

Silla snorted coldly and said: "Don't think that just because you have become a member of the elders, you can preach to me. It has been decided from above that the Absolute particles that escaped after Harun's death will be handed over to me and others. One of several candidates for waste. I am the strongest among all the candidates, and then I will kill the giant of light."

Harius looked a little helpless. He had been unable to control his sister since she was a child, and said:
"Didn't we agree that according to Harun's plan, we will train the giant of light to the appropriate strength? After defeating the dark ruler, we will defeat him? Besides, with the help of that comic, our people have been placed in The secular cultural industry is also promoting the belief of our god Kirialod. Although the church has repeatedly stated that those are storylines, we already have many believers spreading the card stories of our camp. You see, just thinking We must use these cultural channels to spread our popularity, and when darkness falls, we can gain the light of all mankind. And we also take the opportunity to gain faith and dedicate it to our God. This is currently the best way to recuperate and recuperate, and there is no need to break it again What a balance.”

Silla clenched her fists and stared at the opponent fiercely, not looking convinced at all.

"What about recuperation? I see you don't even want to kill the Giant of Light. You still want to stay in this world forever and live with these low-level monkeys!"

Until Harius said: "If you still have such a strong aggressiveness, then I will not vote for you in the vote to determine who the next owner of the Absolut particle is."

Silla then gave up, regardless of her brother's status as an elder, and walked away with almost rudeness.

When his sister left and the door to the room was slammed shut, Harius's expression suddenly became nervous.

His sister was right, the fear of God in his heart was gradually declining.

The more he came into contact with these humans, the more he felt that human civilization was not as low-level and boring as they imagined.

After he became an elder, he did not participate too much in matters within the clan. Instead, he had more contact with ordinary people.

In his eyes, human beings began to gradually show a balance.

There may be bad guys who exploit, but there are also good guys who shine through.

For example, these mountaineering team members and friends, for humans, climbing these mountains will be extremely life-threatening, and it is not because of religious beliefs or wealth or reputation that drives these humans to climb mountains.

The mere fact that the mountains are there drives these people to face the natural environment, explore and conquer.

Compared to races whose development prospects are limited only under the belief of God, who is the inferior one?
No, you can't think like that.

Harius threw those distracting thoughts out of his mind.

I don’t know why, but since Harun’s death, his own belief in the great god Kirialod has gradually weakened, and he has begun to have so-called free will.

But he didn't dare to expose this idea, even to his closest sister.

Coupled with the treacherous idea he had thought before, the shining giant of light would eventually kill the resurrected god Kirialod completely.

He couldn't help but shudder, took a deep breath, and jumped down from the building.

No one saw him jumping from a room tens of meters high. When he ran all the way to his human friends, they were still surprised how this friend who generously provided them with rental services could jump from the room so quickly. came out of the room.

Halius soon played with these human friends, designing a path to climb the mountains, and had a lot of fun.

Perhaps only in this exchange can he forget those worries.

Meanwhile, Amanda's boat was still halfway to San Francisco.

Another part of the world.

The priests of the Dark Believer are waiting for one of their companions to finish speaking.

He once stood on a high platform and talked without feeling guilty at all because all the family members in Diamond Town were caught out. After all, the priests who were able to cause trouble in the past all died unexpectedly in the spiritual world.

The current generation of dark believers is ruled by their new generation.

"I am convinced that the deaths of Lu and Zhang have revealed to me the path for the birth of a new dark giant. I will lead by example, face the lair of the old rulers, and transform into a perfect dark giant. Please pray for me! "

He considered Snake, who was eaten by Pedron, to be of the same kind, which was true to his word.

During the declaration, Zeng opened his hands and grasped the objects on the stone platform in front of him.

A short sword that seemed to have some kind of scale-covered ribs at both ends. One end was a scabbard and the other was a hilt, which seemed to be able to be pulled open to both sides.

It is said that those who are scratched by those scales will eventually die. Those who can open the scabbard even a little distance before death can survive and have the power to transform into a dark giant of corresponding strength depending on the distance opened.

But now, Zeng has found a way and is confident that he can open the entire scabbard and transform into a complete 50-meter dark giant Mephistopheles.

He cut his palm, and within a month, if he failed to successfully transform, he would die.

And the method he found was to take this strange dagger to the only confirmed lair of the Old Ones.

Although Gatan is no longer sleeping there, the remaining darkness will help him complete his transformation.

Although the risk of going to that place is about the same as the probability of dying if you can't unsheath the sword, it's a one-in-a-million chance.

"I am the walker of darkness, I am the first fallen angel, I am Lucifer!"

Zeng clenched the hilt of the sword, ignoring the pain of the scales piercing his palm, and looked around at the new priests who had expressed their surrender to him.

(End of this chapter)