Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Although it was about 20 years early, the current Lateran Pope is indeed this one.

"What about the Pope? In most literary and artistic works, the Pope is basically a hypocrite villain...but this one in Lateran is not. It's really rare..."

Chapter 2 Is what you believe in really faith itself?

In the white building, Pope Evangelista XI stood at the C position of the hall, about to begin the day's sermon.

The wide space of the hall made his footsteps echo in the hall, forming a faint echo.

Above his head, on the ceiling of the exquisite hall, there was an exquisite and delicate oil painting, which depicted a past event.

From the Past of the Sakota Saints.

Thousands of years ago, the first saints walked the earth.

During the day, Sakota saw a dark sky and no sun.

At night, the devil's army came after him and killed many Sakota.Sakota lost much of its luster.

All the saints say: Follow me.So the stone tower stood.The saints say: Listen to me.Then the bell rang.

“The bells echo in the wilderness, and the Sakota are united.”

"This is revelation, this is proverb."

“Then there will be light in the daytime, which will no longer be obscured.”

“The saints say: Build a city and it will be the paradise of Sakta.”

“All the saints said, This city should be called Lateran.”

Exquisite and delicate oil paintings outline that period of great history, announcing that the Sakota people were founded and prospered because of it!

In the center of the hall's ceiling is the battle between the Holy Demon and the Holy Demon.

The Sakota saint holding a halo scepter in his left hand is wearing a white robe. In his right hand is a loaded gun, pointing directly at the "devil" holding a spear in front of him. The light comes out from this, and the majestic The figure will always be remembered.

In the hall, there were only a few people sitting sparsely at this time. Some of them were idle Sakota people, and some were devout outsiders like Li Boli and Luper. Of course, Shen Muke, the co-owner of the Demon God, was also among them. .

He looked around and found that there were very few Sakota people who came to listen to the sermon. Of course, this did not mean that the Sakota people were not firm in their faith. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Even a seemingly flamboyant and wanton rebellious girl like Lemuel had a crush on Latte. Orchidism has a firm belief, so of course these Sakota living in Lateran City are also very pious~

However, when piety reaches a certain level, believers no longer need to listen to sermons to show their firm faith.

When your faith has been completely pressed into your heart and flows in your blood, will you still care about those two sermons?

Shen Muke looked at the Luper and Liboli people who seemed to be very serious about listening to the lecture. Although they seemed to be very serious, their beliefs may not be as pious as those of the Sakota people who did not come.

This has to give a cue to those who often talk about their faith. There is a saying that goes well:

What you worship is your faith?Or is it your desire?

This sentence is quite harsh, but it has to be said that in a sense, this sentence hits the nail on the head about the unpredictable nature of the human heart and the abyss of desire.

Do people who say they believe in faith really believe in this?Do they believe in the faith itself, or in the rewards that faith brings?

This is a very interesting question, so interesting that you can't think about it deeply, because when you start thinking about faith and desire, you will inevitably fall into a weird self-doubt, and finally, you will feel downright panic.

It turns out that in the end, everyone is like this...

Shen Muke leaned on the chair and sighed softly.

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"Faith is a real luxury product, and it is limited edition. You can never get the truth even if you believe in it for a lifetime."

After rubbing his head, Shen Muke looked above the podium. The Pope had finished washing. The white beard was trembling slightly. The kind old Pope smiled and opened his mouth:

"Good morning, kids, have you had breakfast?"

Lateran version of [Have you eaten? 】, yes, it is also very down-to-earth, it is "authentic"!

Lateran's so-called sermons, that is, the pope preaches some classics from saints, are just like lectures. When placed in Shen Muke's ears, it is like listening to fairy tales.

However, those Liboli and Lupo people from all over the world are different. They are really serious and want to memorize the entire article.

The Pope's speech ended quickly, and then the priests in robes came out and began to share Holy Communion.

The essence of the Holy Communion is a large piece of freshly baked bread. The priests break off piece after piece from the bread and distribute it to each believer.

This actually symbolizes a kind of inheritance. Back then, when those Sakota saints were desperate, they distributed food in this way.

When future generations become strong enough, they will remember how difficult and difficult the pioneers were back then. People use this way of remembering the bitterness and sweetness to remember that glorious era, and at the same time lament the hard-won good life.

The tasteless bread was stuffed into the mouth. It was not delicious, and perhaps in pursuit of a true restoration, the priests in Lateran also mixed the bread with uncrushed semolina grains. Shen Muke even found that there were A small amount of sawdust.

Of course, this rough food was difficult to swallow, but the believers present swallowed it forcefully, and the sermon came to an end.

Believers lowered their heads and followed the lead of the priests. They walked into each hut, where they would talk to the priests.

Maybe it's expectations for the future, or a wish for good fortune, and some are just simple wishes.

As the saying goes, if you have money, you will waste your family, but if you have no money, you will worship God.

These words are the same everywhere, and the priests also know what these people are like. It is also one of the responsibilities of God's apostles to act according to the rules and provide relief and guidance for believers.

As for the Sacotans who sat below, their wishes should be expressed in the House of Justice, and all the priests could do was pray for the Roman columns and the hall.

A priest holding a book walked up to Shen Muke, and he discovered that the "believer" in front of him was different from the others.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

The priest was about 30 years old and looked quite young. It reminded Shen Muke of Jian Xingzhe...

Looking at the young priest, Shen Muke suddenly had an idea. He suddenly had a strange idea, so he nodded politely to the priest. He stood up and whispered: "I am confused, priest, I can talk to you." Well?"

"Of course, son, God listens to every believer."

Then say goodbye. I have no respect for God at all. I am even a god myself...

After complaining in his heart, Shen Muke followed the priest to an empty cabin. Father Sakota pulled a black curtain. This curtain was like a barrier. It would isolate the two, so that believers and priests could not see each other. , this will allow believers to let go of their inner barriers and speak frankly.

"Please wait a moment, son, I will find another priest for you soon. After all, we have seen each other, haven't we?"

The priest smiled and walked out the door.

If I didn't know that Sakota felt the same way, I would have believed your lies.

Shen Muke couldn't help but complain in a low voice. Sakota's empathy allowed them to share emotions and consciousness. His face was seen by one person, which was actually equivalent to being seen by everyone in Sakota.

Ta-ta-ta-ta...

The sound of footsteps was heard, and the person opposite coughed, indicating that Shen Muke could start.

Shen Muke silently nodded at the table and said:

"Father...I feel a little confused..."

"I have an ideal, Father. I think this dream is the solution to many problems, but... I have to say that my ideal is full of blood and sacrifice. I once wanted to complete it in a softer way, but then I found that this It’s almost impossible, but I still don’t want to give up this ideal, so should I choose that bloody road?”

Shen Muke didn't explain clearly what his ideal was, but thinking about it, the person opposite him should be able to understand what he meant.

"Is your so-called ideal really practical? My child, many times the answer we firmly believe may be just an accidental mistake. If we took the wrong path from the beginning, there would be no need to discuss its direction."

"I firmly believe that it is correct, and at the same time, it is achievable." Shen Muke explained calmly: "Some people have walked this road before and made some achievements."

"So, did it finally happen?"

"No, that [Pioneer] failed, and all the past merits and achievements were in vain. Even the body of [Pioneer] was laughed at by the devil and discarded in the dust."

"So, child, even if the road ahead is so slim, do you still believe in that path? That may be just a fantasy, an impossible fantasy."

"Yes, Father." Shen Muke's eyes blinked, as if tears were flashing: "I still firmly believe in the greatness

Our ideal will definitely be realized, maybe not in this era, maybe it will take thousands or tens of thousands of years to realize, but I firmly believe that this path is not wrong. "

"But there is not only one way in this world, right? Son, maybe you can get a better answer."

"Maybe, but I still want to achieve something first, and then think about other things. Father, I want to be a little more radical. I... I want to make some achievements first, and then think about the route."

The issue of line is one of the biggest obstacles to turning left. This is what is said about the infinite divisibility of the left. When the right unites to make trouble, the left divides itself. This is stupid.

Shen Muke didn't want a group of people with a beautiful vision to end up fleeing because of route problems. That one said it well, we must unite everything we can.

"Child, it seems that you already have the answer in your heart? That's good. If you have decided, then just move forward, and the merciful Lord will be with you."

The priest's voice was very soft. He saw Shen Muke's firmness and that was enough. That's what the so-called solution was.

"Really? Father, will the Lord be with me?"

"Of course, child, the merciful Lord protects every devout believer. When you encounter difficulties, then pray to the Lord. If your ideal is really as beautiful as you imagined, then it will come true!"

"Really?" Shen Muke raised the corners of his mouth. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the heavy curtain in front of him, and suddenly pulled it open!

What appeared in front of the demon god was not a priest, but an old man wearing a white robe.

"Good day, Your Majesty the Pope."

Chapter 3 Wash the world with fire

"Good day, Your Majesty the Pope."

Shen Muke raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the kind old man with white hair and beard in front of him with a smile.

"Good day, Your Excellency Agaritu." The Pope didn't seem surprised. He calmly held his eyes and greeted with a smile: "The kid Abel said that Your Excellency Agaritu is a magical person. Now that I see him, Sure enough."

"Is this what the Sakota people feel in common?" Shen Muke raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, Your Excellency Agaritu, this is a gift given to our family by the law. Therefore, the Sakota people will always be one family."

Shen Muke nodded. This was information he already knew. Brother Abraham must have informed the Lateran Papal Hall headquarters about his situation in advance. As soon as he entered Lateran City, His Majesty the Pope would probably know about it.

"But what surprises me is, Agaritu, how did you know I'm here? I deliberately lowered my voice so that it wouldn't be exposed..."

"Eyes, my eyes have some skills." Shen Muke blinked and explained with a smile: "These eyes can see through disguise and discern destiny."

"Yeah...that's really incredible..."

The Pope nodded and suddenly said: "Your Excellency Agaritu, the light here is not good, let's go out for a walk."

Shen Muke nodded and left the church one after another with the Pope.

The Pope walked slowly in front. His old body seemed to be very weak, but Shen Muke knew that this was just an appearance.

This old man, 20 years later, killed the martyr with one shot!

"Your Excellency Agaritu, Letania, how are you doing lately?"

The Pope obviously knew Shen Muke's true identity. Although he was sitting in Lateran City, his vision could be conveyed to all parts of the world through messengers from all nations.

"It's not bad. Although it's a bit self-proclaimed... But I think that Laitnia now should be the best period in a hundred years."

The Pope nodded and said, "So, the cooperation with Yan Kingdom went smoothly?"

Shen Muke glanced at the Pope in surprise. He also knew about the cooperation between Letania and Dayan?This field of view is not generally broad...

"It's okay. By dating Dayan, the Letanian people's dining table can be richer...but it's still not as good as Rutland."

Lateran is an absolutely isolated example, and not all cities or countries can compare with Lateran.

The Pope nodded slightly, pointed to the dessert shop on the side and said, "Would you like something to eat?"

"No need, Your Majesty the Pope, I have eaten before." Shen Muke declined politely.

The Pope waved to the clerk in the store, and after a while, a high-end cone was brought out by the clerk.

Holding the cone in his hand, the Pope said slowly: "Want to try it? This is a special style of Rutland and cannot be tasted elsewhere."

"No need, Your Majesty the Pope." Shen Muke understood what the Pope meant. He was telling himself that the Laterans cherished everything they already had in front of them and they would not get involved in any disputes.

"Agaritu... you are a smart person, and smart people should act rationally, right?"

"You are right, Your Majesty the Pope."

"So, like you said, why can't there be a softer way to do this?"

The Pope looked into the distance and said slowly: "Look at those buildings and the stone tower in the center of the square... The sages have sacrificed their lives and blood to bring us hope and dawn. Shouldn't we cherish what we have in front of us? Everything?"

"You are right, Your Majesty, but it is not enough." Shen Muke shook his head and said: "Times have always followed us. The tide has come. There is no pure land on this land."

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Xian has guided the way for us. Agaritu and Sakota are different from any other race in the world. We have our own way, so we don't need to gather under another banner. "

"But times have changed, Pope. Maybe thousands of years ago, tens of thousands of years ago, Lateran could be independent from the world, but the world is gradually getting smaller. Even Laitania and Great Yan can cooperate, and even the backward and isolated Even Kjerag can trade with Casimir. The world has changed too much, and Rutland can no longer be alone. Sakta needs other races, and other races also need Sakta."

"No, Laterland doesn't need those." The Pope shook his head and said: "Latland is a hope, a benchmark, and a pure land. As long as the Sakota people still have a breath, as long as the law still exists, Laterland The glory will shine forever."

"There is no dynasty in this world that will last for ten thousand years. It is always right to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Your Majesty, at the crossroads of the times, even Lateran must make a choice."