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He looked left and right and walked to the right front.
His steps seemed slow, but the shops on both sides were moving backwards so fast that only his afterimages could be seen.
After a few minutes, they arrived at their destination - the gate of the Royal Capital Church.
After entering the door, he turned and twisted in the winding corridor with a clear goal and stopped behind a young man.
The young man did not notice his arrival and continued to tiptoe, looking towards the main hall of the church.
Fleming waited for a few seconds, but the other party still didn't respond, so he raised his hand and patted his shoulder helplessly.
"Fuck, who the hell is scaring... Oh, Mr. Fei."
"My name is Fleming."
"Mr. Fleming."
"What's your name?"
"Aggie."
The old man said nothing, just stared at him expressionlessly.
"You have to keep it a secret for me."
"can."
"Zhang Mu."
Nodding to indicate that he had heard, Fleming led Zhang Mu to the garden at the side and found a stone bench to sit on.
"I have a question that I would like you to help me with."
"Problem? What problem?" Zhang Mu was a little stunned. "You, a legend, can't even solve it, and you expect me to solve it?"
“It has nothing to do with professionals.”
"Oh, then you tell me."
"What is a god?"
"God... Humans have many guesses, such as powerful people, high-dimensional creatures that master the rules, or different civilizations that are far more powerful than us.
These are relatively reliable, pure imagination, future humans travel back through time and space, indescribable and so on. "
After hearing this, Fleming was even more confused.
"What does high dimension mean? What is indescribable? Traveling through time and space? Is it possible?"
The series of questions made Zhang Mu feel overwhelmed.
Disliking the hassle of explaining each one, he came to the conclusion directly: "Anyway, it can crush humans.
Besides, it's meaningless to make all kinds of judgments about a being you've never seen, right?"
"Yeah, that's right." Fleming agreed, and then asked, "Do humans need to rebel against God?
He ... did us no harm.”
"Well..." Zhang Mu scratched his head, "This thing has something to do with values."
When Fleming asked the question, he thought he would get the answer "I don't know", but he didn't expect the other party to be able to give an answer. His eyes immediately lit up.
"Can you tell me more specifically?"
“Values are a person’s advocacy and attitude towards values, and are also a benchmark for behavioral choices and judgments.
For example, if someone feels that he is being bullied, he will fight back immediately, regardless of whether he can win or not.
Some people hold the opposite view, knowing that they are no match for the opponent but still going ahead with it, will only lead to more cruel humiliation, they are just fools. "
Fleming thought for a moment, but still a little vague: "Who is right?"
Zhang Mu smiled and asked instead of answering, "Who do you think is right?"
"Me?" Fleming thought for a moment, "The second one.
Since I am weaker than others now, I must practice hard and wait until I am stronger than them before taking revenge. "
"That's it."
"Am I right?"
"For good reason."
"So first mistake?"
"Who said that?"
Fleming was confused again: "If the second one is right, then isn't the first one wrong?"
"This is the value." Zhang Mu crossed his legs, looked at the main hall, and said, "From an objective point of view, there is no right or wrong in values. It's just whether you can agree and accept it.
Do cruel people realize that they are cruel? Perhaps, but it is definitely not the same concept as cruelty in common sense. "
Fleming lowered his head for a long time, as if he understood something: "Everyone will have a different reaction to God's actions. Some will be angry and resist, while others will be happy and obedient."
"That's about it."
He stood up and walked towards the church door. He took a few steps and turned his head again. "You explained it very clearly, but there is one thing that still confuses me. Why should I obey?"
His question was somewhat ambiguous, but Zhang Mu understood: "I'm used to kneeling, you can't even pull me up."
"Thank you."
The figure disappeared at the end of the corridor in an instant, but Zhang Mu didn't care, his eyes still fixed on the closed door of the main hall.
At first he planned to go into the main hall to keep a close eye on Jarvis, but after thinking for a few minutes, he decided not to do so.
There are gods in the continent of Thor.
Zhang Mu had never seen it and didn't understand what this "god" was, but there was no doubt about its existence.
In addition, the messenger from the Holy Mountain came to ask for accountability, but he went back home without saying a word.
He wondered if God was going to do something.
No matter how ignorant you are, your eyes will always fall on the capital.
In this way, Zhang Mu was too close to the main hall where the statues of gods were enshrined, and his shadow magic might be discovered.
And most importantly, from the time he learned shadow magic to today, only two popes have been able to see through illusions.
The only thing they have in common is that they are all accepted as believers by the gods.
This guy Jarvis is talking nonsense and he claims to have heard oracles. Considering what has happened recently, it is probably true.
Then he is also a believer, so naturally he cannot be approached.
"Tsk, what a hassle, waiting for the ban... what the hell?"
A column of milky white light rushed out of the main hall, shot straight into the sky, and penetrated through the clouds, as if trying to connect with the gods.
Zhang Mu didn't expect the noise to come so suddenly, he stood up and looked up at the sky.
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Ten minutes ago, in the main hall.
Jarvis held the staff that had accompanied him for many years and stood at the feet of the statue. Behind him were more than twenty high-ranking believers from the entire Royal Capital Church.
The high-ranking believers were dressed in robes and stood in a row, looking up at the five-faced statue with pious expressions, their hands clasped together in front of their chests.
The lips of both parties kept opening and closing slightly, chanting the mysterious syllables.
The prayer ceremony should have been solemn and warm, but the high-ranking believers' eyes filled with joy and madness added a touch of weirdness to it.
Jarvis was a little different from them. His eyes were full of nostalgia, as if he was reuniting with his long-parted parents, and the emotion was so deep that it seemed to be about to overflow from his eye sockets.
The singing became increasingly majestic, echoing in the empty church.
If someone hears it, they will probably feel that both body and soul are cleansed and purified.
But that is not a sound that a human can make.
It was as if a soul from somewhere else was stuffed into their bodies, controlling their bodies to welcome the greatness that was to come.
Jarvis saw it.
Light, milky white light filled the whole world.
There was nothing else in his sight, only light.
Jarvis suddenly raised his staff high, the chanting sound rose a bit, and the madness in his eyes was almost pathological.
The high-ranking believers became more and more devout, but their skin gradually became darker and more withered, their bodies slowly shriveled, and their flesh and blood were disappearing, as if they were being devoured by wild beasts hiding in an unknown place.
"I'm coming……"
"god!"
The high-ranking believers turned into ashes and scattered. Jarvis' scream seemed to pierce the dome of the main hall. Light burst out from the head of the faceless statue and rushed straight into the sky.
Chapter 278 The ban is lifted and the war breaks out
The people of Lake living in the royal capital and the legions stationed outside the city had never seen such a grand sight.
From afar, a beam of light in the royal capital shot straight up from the earth into the clouds.
The beam of light was milky white and bright, as if it could dispel all darkness in the world.
Everyone on the ground looked up blankly, gazing at the leaden clouds at the end of the light column, as if expecting the gaze of God to fall on them.
Miracle, miracle has come.
They murmured in their hearts at the same time.
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royal palace.
The king, who had not left his bedroom for a long time, finally pushed open the door of his bedroom, stood in the open space in front of the door, and raised his head.
"Oh my god...how stunning..."
He looked at the pillar of light with complicated emotions in his eyes. After a while, as if he had made an important decision, he turned around and looked at Blois and Pestoya: "Has the Griffin Legion been transferred out of the city?"