Chapter 93: Return to the Land of Dusk (4)

"Just right here, help me draw." The prophet did not feel ashamed, but asked for help outright.
Qile people are stuck in all kinds of tangles. How can this help? Go over and pick up the eyeliner to help him draw inner eyeliner? Wouldn't he be so familiar with Ning Zhou that he would have strange views on him? !! No, this is not helpful!
Qi Leren, who had made up his mind, pretended to look at the scenery, and the illusionist on the side had already walked over, and generally picked up the eyeliner and said disgustedly, "How many times have you been taught? Can you be a teacher? I think Si Yan will see it soon. "
"..." Si ’s expression at this moment seemed to want to justify that he didn't have such a habit, but looking at his own black long straight left because of the teacher's request, he didn't say a word at last.
"I'm scared to poke my eyes," said the prophet.
"You can grow well even if you poke your eyes. What do you worry about?" Said the illusionist.
"His ... don't say it, eyes hurt." The Prophet covered his eyes and grinned.
The illusionist drew his eyeliner, the prophet got empty, and glanced at Qi Leren and Ning Zhou with a smile, and said with a smile, "Isn't this mission a rewarding one?
"Well ..." Qi Leren answered hesitantly.
"Okay." The illusionist covered the eyeliner and looked at the prophet's face for a moment. "Okay, I think it's okay."
"Thank you." The prophet took the mirror and glanced at him with a jealous look, and asked the illusionist, "Miss, what do you think of me?"
"I think you are perverted, teacher." The illusionist said coldly.
Qi Leren was speechless on the side. Why do you two transvestites hurt each other?
The prophet didn't care about the illusionist's sarcasm. He lowered the mirror and said to a few people, "Some things need to be discussed with you, especially you, Qi Leren."
Speaking, the prophet snapped his fingers, and the surrounding environment changed instantly. From a pink room to a beach on the coast of the dusk town, the prophet returned to normal sitting on a bench by the sea and stood on the beach. The people on Qi Le beckoned.
"Where are the others?" Qi Leren looked around and found that Ning Zhou was gone, and the others were gone. Only him and the prophet were on this peaceful beach.
"Talk separately, come and sit here." The Prophet patted the half of the empty bench.
Qi Leren walked over and sat down beside the prophet. The two sat side by side, watching the sunset that never fell.
"It's been a while since you came to the nightmare world. Now you know a little bit about the forces of the devil and the Holy See? What do you think of the faction?" The Prophet asked.
This problem is very complicated. Qi Leren can't think too much, but just said by feeling: "I don't think we can simply distinguish a person by faction, just like Ning Zhou. Although he now awakens the blood of the devil, I believe him Nothing will be done to hurt innocent people. "
The prophet smiled: "What if he did?"
Qi Leren was dumb.
"The trust you give him, and the pressure he puts on himself, two pieces of tools that torture him. You are all desperate to endure, but there are limits to patience, happy people, you will have to face this day sooner or later, what is your choice? The prophet asked softly.
"Is there no way?" Qi Leren's heart twitched, and he asked in anger and despair, "Ning Zhou is nothing wrong? But why is it him? He is so good, so kind So devout, he almost died in the lake of fire just to not hurt the world! Is there no way to keep him alive? "
"He is inseparable from the destiny of this world, so are you. Leren, when you ask 'Why it is him?', I also ask you, why ca n’t it be him? When destiny comes to a person, you Although this is called torture, fate didn't mean to torture anyone, it just ... selected the only hope among the billions of roads to despair. Have you ever thought that this might already be the most gentle 'torture' The Prophet looked softly at the sunset.
Qi Le is embarrassed.
"Do you know the" original sin "in the Holy See?" The Prophet asked.
Qi Leren nodded.
"In this regard, the teachings of the Holy See and real world Christianity are very similar. Christianity believes that Adam and Eve were tempted by snakes to eat the forbidden fruit. This crime will continue forever with love, and fertility. Atonement for this crime, because of this original sin, man and God can never communicate. "The prophet moved his finger, a bright red apple appeared in his hand, he held up the apple, overlapping it with the sunset in his field of vision Together.
"There is also a story in the Canon. The gods from outside the country sowed seeds. Only one of them was the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, and humans. God created man with his appearance and talent. However, this kind of divine favor has grown human greed, human beings deceived God, attempted to defeat God, and finally was punished by God. The deception, the greed, the sin of rebellion, have been engraved on the human body for generations According to legend, humans are taught to restrain their desires and redeem sins by doing good, in order to get God's favor again. "The apple in the hand of the prophet disappeared and was replaced by a small ball of light. He looked at the light gently, It's like looking at your child.
Qi Leren nodded: "I have read the scripture and heard this story."
"Actually, there is another version of this Genesis story among the demons," said the prophet.
The Qile man didn't know, he asked curiously, "What version?"
"That human being who has no control over him deceived and killed God, and the sin of God was imprinted on human beings, but the rights and glory brought by God were imprinted on human beings too. Humans with the blood of the gods have fallen into demons and take charge of this world-you see, God has never appeared again, because it has already died. So compared to human rules, demons are more greedy and arrogant, they follow their own Desire to act, atonement is nonsense to them, all they have to do is become stronger in blood and fire, and then replace God. To this end, the strongest of them challenge God again and again . "
"... Which one do you think is true?" Qi Leren asked.
The prophet turned his face and smiled at him: "It's just a story. Although the relationship between the court and the Holy See is better, I don't agree with many of the teachings of the Holy See, like this sentence: 'I was born in sin There was sin in my mother's womb '. It can be said that Ning Zhou must feel that his life is a portrayal of this sentence. At that time, Maria sealed the demon crystal that destroyed one third of the demon king in her own. In the body, she did not expect that she would become pregnant. The demon crystal and Ning Zhou gradually merged. Maria tried various methods, but still couldn't stop it. When Ning Zhou was not born, she felt more in the midst. The child's future. She almost ... almost killed him. "
Qi Le people are creepy.
The prophet looked at the sunset as if he was remembering something, and his tone gradually softened: "But at that time the Demon Lord was dead and Maria was on the verge of collapse. She pinned all her guilt and expectations on this child. She had killed her lover and was unable to kill her child again. In order to avoid that future, let Ning Zhou not follow the same path as his father. After her death, Ning Zhou was sent to the Holy See ... At least the day she left, she also believed that Ning Zhou would have a good future ... because I cheated her so. "
In the puzzled eyes of the Qile people, the prophet smiled slightly: "At that time, Maria had just given birth to him, and the demon army that had pursued had just retreated. We landed on the coast. This is the place now, the future hometown of dusk, and the sky It ’s all a golden red sunset. I hugged Ning Zhou for his prophecy, and I told Maria that this child will have a bright future and he will live a devout and happy life. "
"But this is a lie." Qi Leren broke through him.
"Yes, this is a lie. In fact, what I see is endless pain and destruction." The Prophet said.
Qi Leren's heart sank. Despair let him bend down, his arms supported on his knees, and he didn't want to move even when he was decadent.
"Don't be in a hurry, I'll tell you this, not to make you sit here crying." The Prophet said.
Qi Leren looked up and looked at him hopefully: "What else can I do?"
The prophet gently placed the beating ball of light in his palm and asked:
"Leren, would you like to inherit the land of dusk?"