Vol 2 Chapter 223: Choice

Chapter 223
Taylors doesn't know much about the gods.
Most of them are confined to the two great temples in Yongxing City - the sunset and the night, the former sacrifices the sorrows and the sorrows are aggressive (yes, the two can appear on one person at the same time without any deviation), the latter believers Treating people with kindness is nerve-wracking (yes, the two are not in conflict).
At least this is the feeling of Tells.
But this is the first time he came to the site of Haoyue.
The Temple of the Moon in the North.
Tyres looked suspiciously at the footsteps of Holm's main sacrifice.
The statue behind the Lord's sacrifice is so powerful that it looks like a statue of Nakaru.
On the altar, there are a few lights that surround the image of the gods, and the dimly lit room is slightly illuminated.
The face of the Great Sacrifice is still hidden behind the veil, and a pair of clear eyes look at Tyres with strange colors.
The mood is unknown.
Taylors was a little embarrassed by the clear eyes.
He unconsciously turned his head, but only saw Putile, Niely and Melk and others retired to other rooms, and the small slick was pulled into another room by the White Blade Guard, and he looked back at him from time to time.
Ok.
It seems that I am left with her.
Tyres turned his head and took a deep breath, ready to face the mysterious sacrifice.
But as soon as he looked up, he saw the statue of the moon after the sacrifice of Lord Holm.
The pair of goddess of the moon, who has no feelings, seems to be staring at others forever, and is indifferent to everything around them.
It is totally different from the sunset statues in Yongxing City.
Taylors remembers that he sneaked into the temple of the setting sun: he once looked at the altar's steps, but was shocked by the statue of the goddess. The eyes of the goddess of the sunset seemed to be vigilant all the time, watching each one closely. The person who saw her statue.
Of course, the Temple of the Sun is also more shabby than this one--Tells looked at the decoration around, and could not help but spit out his tongue - the altar of the moon was much more magnificent.
"You are confused."
Tyres was shocked and suddenly reacted. This is the main meeting of Holm talking to him.
The tone of the great sacrifice was almost indistinguishable from her duel, and her voice was awkward and without emotion.
Holm’s nephew is still locked on him.
Compared with the Li Xi Ya main sacrifice of the Temple of the Sun, this main sacrifice has an aggressive momentum, but it has a unique temperament that squats in silence.
Tyres whispered a little, with countless questions in his heart, tempted and replied: "I...this is true."
Holm's main sacrifice did not speak, she still stood quietly under the statue of the moon, the atmosphere of a temperament and the image behind her, actually fit closely.
Tyres frowned, his eyes twitching around the altar, and he could not help but say: "That, actually..."
He couldn't say it.
Holm interrupted him coldly: "Have you seen the gods?"
Tyres raised an eyebrow.
God.
He really didn't discuss this mood at all.
Outside the temple, Rumba, Walton, Exeter and the stars - there is a lot of trouble waiting for him!
Thinking of this, Tyres sighed: "Sorry, I am..."
But the Great Lord's Sacrifice obviously didn't have to let him talk.
"As early as in the unknown history, when the mortal beings began to compete with each other for their own insignificant lives, the concept of the gods exists in the thinking of the mortal." Homem faintly said.
Taylors glimpsed: "What?"
The eyes of Holm's main offering exude a mist of smoky, clear water, and the sound is quiet and natural.
"In the history of the mortal world, the first gods are closely related to the imagery of the hearts of the people," she whispered: "Holy, moon, night, mountains, herds, harvest, desert."
Tyres eyelids.
From the mysterious temple to the legends in people's mouths, he has heard several words inside.
"These gods, they do not have their own names, there is no name that can be called for the mortal world, there is no name that can be understood for the mortal world," the main sacrifice slowed down, but in the next sentence, the words turned:
"But these gods, do they really exist?"
Ok?
Taylor was shocked.
What are you doing?
In the face of the inexplicable question of the Lord's sacrifice, he looked at the stone statues and altars behind the main sacrifice, and looked at the veil of the main sacrifice. He was somewhat guilty about how to answer and how to get out of the hurry.
"If I remember correctly, you are the sacrifice of the goddess behind you," said Tyres, clutching his hair and screaming: "And you ask me this question is a bit..."
"This is not a conflict." Holm said lightly.
Tyres raised his eyebrows, revealing the color of doubt.
The main character of Holme turned his head and bowed to the stone statue behind him: "The gods that mortals believe in, and the gods themselves - they are not the same thing."
what?
Tyres is a glimpse.
Is the faith of God not the same as the true God?
This...this is a sacrifice, even a great sacrifice - the spokesperson of the gods in the world - what to say?
How do you sound like this... reaction?
Just listen to the Holm main sacrifice and whisper: "Have you ever thought about why there is a human image in the moon behind me?"
Tyres’s eyebrows jumped slightly.
He looked at the stone statue behind Holm.
The expression of the goddess is still cold and indifferent.

Why?
he asked unconsciously.
Holm’s veil trembled and vibrated as she spoke openly:
Do you know the gods?

"Ming God?"
Taylor’s heart moved: "Wait, I heard this name..."
Holm did not let him go on.
"Supreme God, Los Sophia," the main sacrifice of the Temple of the Moon is faintly authentic: "It was once the only true God recognized by the whole Empire, the creator of the world, the supreme God of God."
"It is not the earliest recorded god, but it is certainly the most widely spread of human beings. When the war between humans and orcs broke out, its name was sung in the first human believers of mankind. In the time, until the collapse of the ancient empire, the rise and fall of the Church of the Ming Dynasty is interspersed in the history of mankind, witnessing the independence, unity and expansion of mankind."
Tyres listened to Homem’s history lesson and was a little worried.
When he is in peacetime, he will be very curious and very interested.
but now……
God.
Is there any good wording, can face and politely express the meaning of "I hang up the phone first" "I am off the line first"?
"In the "Sacred Divine", it is pointed out that Losofia created all creatures according to his own appearance." The Lord's main sacrifice does not seem to care about the embarrassing color of Tells. She just keeps on her own way: "So, human beings The president looks like a god."
She bowed her head and looked at Tyres: "Do you believe it?"
Tyres is a glimpse.
"Amount," he shrugged, thinking about the reasons for getting away, and replied perfunctorily: "I... I don't know."
However, the other party did not let him answer.
"The fact is that when the Church of the Ming dynasty fell apart with the decline of the ancient empire, the glory of the sacred was gradually dimmed," Holm’s voice gradually faded and seemed to be brewing a wave of emotions: "Even humans themselves, There is very little mention of the existence of the gods."
The Great Lord's Sacrifice slowly shook his head. It seemed a bit ridiculous, and it seemed to have some emotion: "If the really exists, if it is really the creator of everything in the world, how can it allow this to happen?"
Tyres frowned slightly.
"So, the does not exist?" He spread his hands and tried to ask: "All the gods, are... all believers imagined? Well, the amount, the interesting point, I understand, I still Something, then I will..."
But Holm once again interrupted his efforts to stop the conversation.
"You are not listening to me."
Taylor shrugged helplessly: "Okay, but it’s okay to say these things to a child?"
Holm’s main sacrifice shook his head and said:
You and I know it well: you are not a child.

This simple sentence suddenly made Taylors nervous.
The main sacrifice whispered: "Don't be obsessed with something, or it is not relevant to the current priorities, just despise it."
"From the time you set foot on the journey, every inconspicuous detail may be an opportunity to dominate the future: gods, daggers, shawls, fangs, brooches, robes, statues, glasses, blood," Holmes’s offerings : "Every detail."
"I believe that you are deeply touched."
Tyres frowned.
He felt something unusual from the words of the Lord's sacrifice.
Three seconds later, Tyres sighed helplessly.
He really has no time - are they still escaping?
but……

So,
he asked weakly.
What exactly is the god?

"The gods that believers believe in are only their own gods." Homem slowly raised his head and looked at the stone statue behind him.
Ok.
If you really want to talk about these things...
Taylor took a sigh of relief.
"So, the real god," the second prince raised his head, raised his spirits, and earnestly said to the great lord: "Is it different from the gods in faith?"

This is what you want to say?

Holm did not speak.
She just stared at Taylors quietly.
Taylors also looked back at her and tried not to think about his current difficulties and problems.
It is very strange that in the process of confronting the main sacrifice, the heavy feeling that has always been in his heart has slowly dissipated.
After a few seconds, Holm just opened his mouth.

Where people tend to understand the gods in their hearts with their own limited imagination,
the eyes of the Great Sacrifice seem to have a magical power that attracts Taylors and does not turn his eyes:
That is what they expect, and what they fear. , detested, admired, beloved, worshipped god."
At that moment, Taylors had the illusion of flashing in the other's eyes.
"All mortals, according to their knowledge, endowed the various existences and definitions of the gods in their hearts, from image to action, from the trace to the character, from birth to the end, and even gave them a name similar to the mortal."
Holm blinked slightly, stroking his shoulder with one hand and pressing his hip with one hand, posing a pose similar to the statue of the behind him: "For example: Errol."
Tyres slightly frowned.
"So," he looked at the statue behind the Lord's sacrifice, and his heart filled with curiosity: "Does the goddess of the moon have a name? There are other gods? Sunset? Night! The Lord of the Mountains?"
Holm slowly shook his head:
"In the hearts of all people, the mortal people give their names, and then the mouths of all people are exhaled in unison - this is an extraordinary connection."
"In the known records and long history, only two gods accepted... or were willing to accept this connection."
Holm continued: "They are also the gods most involved in the world of mortals, and even used to name the mortal world."
Tyres is a glimpse.
Is the "fame name" called by all people an extraordinary connection?
Somehow, at that moment, he suddenly remembered the words of Ashida: "When you become a magician, find your own name..."
Threshold name.
Where the name.
Tyres eyelids.
Why do they all emphasize the importance of the name?
His curiosity was suddenly hooked up.
"The two have names...the amount...the of the name"? The second prince grabbed the hair: "Well, one of them is Errol, I know this - the world of Errol. That another One is?"
"You are not listening to me." The Holm Lord's sacrifice repeated this sentence coldly.
Did not satisfy his curiosity.
Taylors narrowed his eyes.
But this time, the prince in front of the Great Sacrifice had a feeling of being taught by the teacher, "How are you so stupid?"
When he reacted, Holm continued to speak.
"The mortal depicts God in his own way, because that is the category that mortals know," the Great Lord sacrificed faintly: "In countless love and hate, the faith is born."

People who believe in the gods gather in groups, connect with each other, resonate with each other, entrust their minds, churches and shrines, altars and rituals are established one after another.
Holm raised his hand and gestured to the surrounding temple:
In this way, the intangible faith Turn into a tangible existence."

The exchange between the gods and the mortal world completed the first reincarnation.

Tyres frowned and listened to the Holmes main sacrifice.

Why does the goddess of the moon have such a shape?
The Great Sacrifice returned to her original topic:
Not because God created people in their own way, but because of the people who believe in her, the long is like this.

"But you may need to understand," said Holm's main sacred eyes: "The is the god, and the faith is the faith."
"The former is in God and the latter in people."
Taylor's heart moved.
"Wait, what do you mean..." Tyres said with the words of the Lord's sacrifice, slowly said: "So, the gods exist independently, and the gods in the hearts of believers imagine themselves?"
Holm did not answer him directly.

Before the beginning of faith, mortals are accustomed to classifying things that cannot be understood into the category of the gods,
the eyes of Holm’s main offering exude a strange emotion:
They only need to understand the existence of the gods, and then hand over the incomprehensible things to the gods. It will be fine to solve it."

As if by the existence of a belief in the gods, they can solve the puzzles that cannot be understood.

"This is precisely the biggest problem."
Tyres raised his eyebrows: he didn't quite understand each other's intentions.
"The gods are clearly things that mortals can't understand," said Holm's main sacred eyes. "The mortal people think they understand the gods. From the beginning to the end, they use the shallow thinking to believe in God and rely on God."
"Go to create God."
"This is where the contradiction lies."
Tyres breathed a sigh of relief and shrugged: "Do you want to say that the existence of the gods transcends the understanding of mortals?"
The veil of Holm's main offering was slightly moved, which gave Taylors the illusion that she was smiling: "Or, conversely, the understanding of the mortal super translation of the existence of the gods."
The Holm Great Lord sacrificed a sigh.

Where mortals always use their poor thinking to seduce the gods,
she closed her eyes and slowly said:
Because of the short life, I imagine the gods as eternal and immortal.

"Because the power is weak, the gods are presupposed as the existence of power."
"Because I think I am a member of all beings, I think of the gods as stronger, higher class."
Under the gaze of Taylors, Holm suddenly blinked and his words slowly accelerated: "The problem is eternal, strength, life, these mortal things..."
"If the gods are indeed beyond the mortal understanding, standing in different angles, then do they really see this in their eyes?"

Do they care about faith?

"Do they care about believers?"

Do they care about strength and eternity?


Even, do they care if they exist or not?

Taylors looked puzzledly at Home, and it was not good to interrupt her.
He is not a god, isn't it?
Tyres scratched his head and sighed:
"But, in mythology, Errol sacrificed himself and saved the world, isn't it," he said with a headache: "The of the night is always down... the owner of the mountains even let his followers help those It’s cold in the sun...

Taylors did not go on.
Because he saw: Home is smiling.
Despite the veil, but Thales did not know why it was recognized, the main sacrifice of the Temple of the Moon is a smile.
"Where did you hear these words?" The main sacrifice was whispered, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping child.
"Of course..." Tyres breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately screamed and his words stopped.
Just listen to him muttering: "The temple, there are rumors."
Taylor looked up and asked tentatively: "But this is mortal understanding, right?"
"The true god, perhaps far beyond our imagination, is another kind of existence."
Holm took a slow breath and the veil shook slightly.
"The believer always exists before his to be able to believe in the gods who belong to him alone." She faintly said.
Taylors frowned again.
He thought of some things.
"Hom's Lord's Lord," he tempted to say: "You are the spokesperson of the goddess of the moon, and you have prayed, passed through the gods, and conveyed the will of God, right?"
Holm did not answer.
Tyres slowly opened his mouth and cautiously asked: "If the is really what you said, the incomprehensible existence..."
"So why did she respond to you?"
Holm slowly raised his eyes.
The clear scorpion is like a direct light source from the bottom of the heart.
"Oh," I saw the light veil of Holm's main sacrifice, and the beautiful voice came from behind.
That is a rhetorical question:
"Have she responded?"
Taylors stunned.
The home of Holm slowly turned, facing the stone statues and altars of the goddess of the moon.
Taylors noticed that in the center of the altar, there was a special eternal oil lamp, which was shining with silver...
Silver flame?
Taylor’s heart jumped.
Is there a flame of this color?
Tyres looked at the back of the main sacrifice without knowing it.
There are more and more doubts in my heart.
"Why," he couldn't help but ask: "Why do you want to say these things? The existence of the gods?"
Holm shook his head slowly.
"Last night, you made your first choice."
select?
Last night's choice...
last night……
Taylor's breathing slowed down unconsciously.
"But one day," the main sacrifice of the moon is slow: "You may face an important choice again - even a choice."
Choice?
Face an important choice again...
What do these mean?
The back of the Holm's main sacrifice seems to contain mysterious power. Her voice is slowly coming, clear and incomprehensible: "At that time, when you stand at any angle and height that cannot be imagined, you can think beyond the thinking of mortals... ..."
"You may recall what I said today."
The heart of Tyres is like thunder and thunder.
Beyond the mortal...the thinking...
At that moment, Taylors remembered the moment of "the door".
That experience is like a dream and experience.
That kind of illusion that he is the world.
The laziness and coziness of everything that is not in your own attention...
This second, looking at Holm's mysterious back, Tyres is really scared.
His arm began to tremble.
How did she know?
What does she know about?
What is she going to do?
Tyres' breathing is getting faster and faster, and more and more urgent.
Finally, he couldn’t help but worry about the fears and doubts in his heart and blurted out: "Why, Holm’s main sacrifice?"
"What do you mean in the end... What do you want?"
"Whether it is a shelter or... what are these words for today?"
"Why me?" He said loudly.
Before the altar, Homer’s main sacrifice slowly turned.
Under the brilliance of the silver light, her veil shines brilliantly.
It is like a legendary god.
"Because," said Holm's eyes with a different brilliance: "An old friend asked me to take care of you."
Tyres seemed to have seized a life-saving straw, and the impulse in his heart forced him to find the bottom.
"Old friend?"
The second prince screamed loudly: "Who?"
"He believes that you are different," but Holm's main sacrifice just sighed and did not say the answer: "He believes you will do better."
"He sacrificed too much."
"Don't let him down."
Tyres is in the same place.
I am... not the same?
"and also."
"Next time, call me Jewell," Jewel Holm’s main tribute whispered: "In comparison, I prefer this name."
"You can go," Holm’s main sacrifice is facing him, faintly saying: "Be careful with your choice."
In the next second, the Great Sacrifice closed his lips, letting Tells ask, and never open.
A few minutes later, Tells finally left the altar with disappointment.
Only leave Jeel alone, standing before the altar and the gods.
After a long while, Jewel slowly raised his head.
"I watched him," I saw the Jewel Holm's great sacrifice under the statue of the moon, draped in a silver robes, and looked up at the tall moon goddess, faintly said: "I warned him. Up..."
"...just."
Above the altar, the goddess of the moon is still indifferent.
The silk does not move.
As if to be indifferent to everything.
This is a myriad chapter.
The number of billing words is 5100, and the actual number of words is 6100.
The dragon blood volume is ready to be finished (a meteorite smashed down... O(∩_∩)O).
P.S. Huang Yi passed away, and the memorial was broken.
The rain covered the sky, and the moon in the well was slightly sloppy. The sorrowful hoof went to the river and the river was cold.
(End of this chapter)