Chapter 432 Nothing to worry about
I saw her staring with doubtful eyes, like ripples in a clear lake, "Shouldn't faith be selfless?"
Dainsleb raised his chin slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, which seemed to show a slight indifference to everything in the world. He folded his hands in front of his chest, shrugged slightly, and replied coldly with a tone full of disdain: "Humph, as long as the gods feel at ease, I won't say much." When he spoke, the contempt in his eyes was like the cold wind in winter, icy and piercing, as if he was full of contempt for the gods' various behaviors.
Lin Feng, who was standing by, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this. That smile was like the bleak afterglow in the sky before a storm, with a hint of helplessness. He sighed softly, feeling speechless, and couldn't help but interrupt, "If you ask for rewards for everything you do, then how do you explain that the wind god Barbatos blew away the wind and snow and changed the landscape for the people of Mond? Is this what a god should do?" As Lin Feng spoke, he looked at Dainsleb with a firm gaze, his eyes were like burning flames, full of power, as if he wanted to deeply imprint his views on the other person.
After hearing this, Dainsleb's heart seemed to be ignited with anger, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. His brows were tightly knitted together, like two mountains about to close together, and his lips trembled slightly. He wanted to refute but couldn't find the right words for a while. He knew in his heart that what Lin Feng said was indeed reasonable, but for some reason, there seemed to be a stubborn force at work in his heart, making it difficult for him to accept such a point of view.
Lin Feng keenly noticed that Dainsleb was at a loss for words, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a subtle sense of pride, and decided to pursue the victory. He raised his head slightly, looked at the blue sky in the distance, and slowly said: "Although the gods are given responsibilities, they do not have to bear this responsibility. All this is imposed on them by humans, not their voluntary choice. So, whose fault is it? Is it the fault of humans, or the fault of gods?" His voice echoed in the air, with a deep thought, as if questioning everyone's heart.
As Dainsleb listened to Lin Feng's words, he felt that he was making a specious argument. A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and he frowned, like a vigilant cheetah, trying to find flaws in Lin Feng's words, and asked loudly: "Your words are somewhat specious, right? If it is really like what you said, why do they still choose to believe in God?"
Lin Feng glanced at Dainsleb with contempt, his eyes were like a sharp dagger, stabbing straight at him. He laughed coldly, his laughter full of sarcasm: "Humph, that's just their wishful thinking. The reason why gods become gods is not entirely out of selfless dedication and the desire to save the world. They may have their own goals and motives, but we don't know." After speaking, he paused and continued to sarcastically said: "And look at what you are saying, because no matter what kind of creature it is, they like to gather around the strong. Just like moths always involuntarily fly towards the flame because they need this sense of security. Then tell me why Kanreya prospered at that time, was it really because of how good he was? In the final analysis, it was just a group of pagans gathered together. Tell me why the Seven Gods didn't eliminate him at the first time, and let him develop? Shouldn't you be destroyed by the power of thunder? Or do you really think that the Seven Gods can't notice it?"
In fact, the original seven gods were all direct beneficiaries of the authority, and they could certainly sense it. It was just that the sense was a little vague, after all, their authority was not complete. But there was still a sense of crisis, just like before a storm, birds could keenly sense the strange smell in the air.
"If you say so, then I can only say that you underestimate the power of the abyss." Dainsleb gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.
Listening to Dainsleib's somewhat weak rebuttal, Lin Feng felt extremely helpless. He was about to continue to refute, but Paimon flew in front of him like an agile little squirrel, stretched out his little hands and waved them vigorously in the air, and said anxiously: "Shh! We are about to enter the church, you can't say bad things about the wind god. And the wind god is actually..." Paimon suddenly stopped here, as if he remembered something, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed helplessly, "Uh... forget it, it's nothing."
Looking at the two people who were almost arguing, Kong shook his head helplessly, looking like a worried parent. Paimon also sighed and shook his head helplessly. How should I put it? These two people are like two willful children. They really don't make people worry at all.