Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 36: Choose

Thyls doesn't know much about gods. Lewen Mobile Network

Most of them are confined to the two great temples in Yongxing City-Sunset and Dark Night. The sacrifice of the former is compassionate but aggressive (yes, the two can appear on the same person at the same time without violating harmony), The believers of the author are kind but nervous (yes, there is no conflict between the two).

At least this is how Thales feels.

But this is the first time he has come to Haoyue's site.

Haoyue Temple in the Northland.

Tyles walked cautiously with a suspicious look, and came to the main priest Holm.

The statue of the deity behind the chief priest is quite powerful when I look up close, just like the statue of Nekaru.

Several unextinguishable lamps surrounding the statues of gods were lit on the altar, illuminating the dim room slightly.

The face of the chief priest was still hidden behind the veil, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Thales with a strange color.

Unclear mood.

Thyls was a little nervous with those clear eyes.

He turned his head unconsciously, but only saw Putila, Nicolai, and Mike and others retreating to another room, while the little Sliphead was pulled into another room by the Blade Guard, turning back from time to time. he.

Okay.

It seems that I and her are the only ones left.

Tyles turned his head and took a deep breath, preparing to face the mysterious priest.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the Haoyue idol behind the main priest Holm.

The pair of stone eyes of Goddess Haoyue seem to be staring away forever, indifferent to everything around.

It's completely different from the sunset **** in Yongxing City.

Thyls still remembers the scene when he slipped into the Temple of Sunset to beg: He once peered under the steps of the altar, but was taken aback by the statue of the goddess-the eyes of the goddess of sunset seemed to be alert all the time, watching closely To everyone who saw her statue.

Of course, the Temple of Sunset is also more shabby than this-Thales looked at the surrounding decorations and couldn't help but spit out his tongue-the Haoyue Altar is much more magnificent.

"You are confused."

Thyls was taken aback, and then suddenly reacted. It was Lord Holm talking to him.

The tone of the chief priest was almost the same as when she presided over the duel, and the voice was vague and non-emotional.

Home's eyes are still locked tightly on him.

Compared with Li Xiya's chief priest of the Sunset Temple, this chief priest lacks an aggressive aura, but he has a unique temperament that is dormant in silence.

Tyles opened his mouth slightly, with countless questions in his heart, tentatively replied: "I... indeed."

The priest Holm didn't speak, she still stood quietly under the Haoyue idol, and her temperament matched the atmosphere of the idol behind her very closely.

Thyls frowned, his eyes rolled around the altar, and he couldn't help but say: "That, actually..."

He could not continue.

Home interrupted him coldly: "Have you seen a god?"

Thyls raised his eyebrows.

God.

He is really not in the mood to discuss this at all.

Outside the temple, Rumba, Walton, Exeter, and the stars-there is still a lot of trouble waiting for him!

Thinking of this, Thales sighed: "Sorry, I now..."

But the chief priest obviously didn't want him to speak.

"As early as in unknown history, as long as mortal beings began to compete with each other for their insignificant lives, the concept of gods existed in the minds of mortals." Holm said lightly.

Thyls was slightly startled: "What?"

The eyes of Master Holm exudes the clear water color like steaming mist, and the voice is quiet and natural.

"In the mortal history, the first batch of gods are closely related to the images in the hearts of mortals," she whispered: "Holy sun, bright moon, dark night, mountains, herding sea, harvest, and desert."

Tyles' eyelids twitched.

From mysterious temples to legends in people's mouths, he has heard several words in them.

"These gods, they have no names of their own, no names that can be called by the mortal world, no names that can be understood by the mortal world," the priest said slowly, but the next sentence changed:

"But these gods, do they really exist?"

Huh?

Thyls was surprised.

What are you doing?

Faced with the inexplicable question from the chief priest, he looked at the stone statue and altar behind the chief priest, and looked at the priest's veil. He was a little bit confused about how to answer and how to get out of the room quickly.

"If I remember correctly, you are the sacrifice of the goddess behind you," Thales grabbed his hair and said awkwardly: "And you asked me this question a little bit..."

"This does not conflict." Holm said lightly.

Thyls raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of doubt.

The priest Holm turned his head and glanced at the stone statue behind him: "The gods that mortals believe in are not the same as the gods themselves-they are not the same thing."

Huh?

Thyls was startled again.

Isn’t the **** you believe in and the true **** the same?

This... should this be a sacrifice, or even a chief priest-the spokesperson of the gods in the world-what should be said?

How does it sound so...reactionary?

Just listen to the priest Holm whispering: "Have you ever thought about why the Haoyue behind me has a human image?"

Tyles' brows twitched slightly.

He looked at the stone statue behind Holm.

The expression of the goddess is still cold and indifferent.

"Why?" he asked unconsciously.

Hom’s veil quivered and vibrated as she uttered: "Do you know Myojin?"

"Myojin?"

Thyls's heart moved: "Wait, I've heard this name..."

Home didn't let him go on.

"The Supreme God, Losofia," the chief priest of the Haoyue Temple said lightly: "It was once the only righteous **** recognized by the entire empire, the creator of the world, and the supreme **** of the gods."

"It is not the earliest recorded deity in the extraordinary world, but it must be the most widespread deity among mankind. When the war between humans and orcs broke out, its name was sung among the first group of deity believers in mankind. For thousands of years, until the complete collapse of the ancient empire, the rise and fall of the Myojin Church were interspersed in the history of mankind, witnessing the independence, unity and expansion of mankind."

Tyles was startled as he listened to Holm's history class in a jealous manner.

In normal times, he will be very curious and interested.

But now...

God.

Is there any better wording that I can politely express the meaning of "I'm hanging up first" and "I'm offline first" face to face?

"It is pointed out in the "Ming Sacred Edict" that Losofia created all creatures in her own way," the chief priest of Holm didn't seem to care about Thales' embarrassment, she just continued on her own: "So , Humans will look like gods."

She lowered her head and looked at Thales: "Do you believe it?"

Thyls was taken aback again.

"Uh," he shrugged, thinking about the reasons for getting out, and replied perfunctorily: "I...I don't know."

But the other party didn't make him answer either.

"The fact is that when the Church of Myoko disintegrated with the decline of the ancient empire, the glory of the Supreme God gradually dimmed," Holm's voice gradually faded, as if a wave of emotions was brewing: "Even humans I rarely mention the existence of Myojin."

The chief priest slowly shook his head, seemingly mocking, but also a little emotional: "If a **** really exists, if it is really the creator of everything in the world, how can it allow this to happen?"

Thyls frowned slightly.

"So, the gods don't exist?" He spread his hands and asked tentatively, "All gods...are imagined by believers? Well, uh, very interesting point, I see. , I still have business, then I will first..."

But Home interrupted his attempts to stop the conversation again.

"You are not listening to me."

Thyls shrugged helplessly: "Okay, but is it really good to tell a kid about these things?"

The Master Holm shook his head and said lightly: "You and I both know well: You are not a child."

These simple words suddenly made Thales nervous.

The chief priest continued quietly: "Don't despise something because it is inconspicuous or not related to the current priority."

"From the beginning of your journey, every inconspicuous detail may be an opportunity to dominate the future: idols, daggers, shawls, fangs, brooches, letter ravens, statues, glasses, blood," Master Holm Squinted his eyes: "Every detail."

"I believe you feel deeply about this."

Thyls frowned.

He felt something unusual in the words of the priest.

Three seconds later, Thales sighed helplessly.

He really doesn't have time-are they still running for their lives?

But...

"So," he asked feebly, "what is a god?"

"The gods the believers believe in are only their own gods." Holm slowly raised his head and looked at the stone statue behind him.

Okay.

If you really want to finish these words eloquently...

Thyls took a breath.

"So, the real god," the second prince raised his head, cheered up, and said to the chief priest in earnest: "It is different from the gods in faith?"

"Is this what you want to say?"

Home did not speak.

She just stared at Thales quietly.

Tyles also looked back at her, trying not to think about her current difficulties and problems.

It's strange that in the process of looking at the priest, the heaviness in his heart has slowly disappeared.

A few seconds later, Holm spoke softly.

"Mortal people often use their own limited imagination to understand the gods in their hearts." There seemed to be a kind of magic in the eyes of the chief priest, which attracted Thales without turning his eyes: "That's what they expected, and The gods who fear, hate, admire, love, and worship."

At that moment, Thales had the illusion that the opponent's eyes were shining.

"Mortals gave the gods in their hearts a variety of existence and definitions according to their knowledge, from image to action, trace to character, from birth to end, and even gave them a name similar to mortals. ."

Home squinted slightly, stroking his shoulders with one hand, and pressing his hips with the other, posing a pose similar to the goddess statue behind him: "For example: Errol."

Thyls frowned slightly.

"So," he looked at the statue of the **** behind the priest, and he was curious: "Is there a name for the goddess Haoyue? Is there any other gods? The setting sun? The night? Lord of the mountains?"

Home shook his head slowly:

"In the hearts of all, being given a common name by mortal people, and then called out by the mouths of all people in unison-this is a kind of extraordinary connection."

"In the known records and long history, only two gods have accepted...or are willing to accept this connection."

Hom continued: "They are also the gods who have the deepest involvement with the mortal world, and are even used to name the mortal's own world."

Thyls was startled again.

The "common name" called by all people is an extraordinary connection?

For some reason, he suddenly remembered Ashida's words at that moment: "When you become a magician and find your own threshold..."

Threshold name.

Fan name.

Tyles' eyelids twitched.

Why do they emphasize the importance of names so much?

His curiosity was suddenly aroused.

"Two gods with names... uh...'common names'?" The second prince scratched his hair: "Okay, one of them is Errol, I know this-Errol World? . What is the other one?"

"You are not listening to me." High priest Holm repeated these words coldly.

It didn't mean anything to satisfy his curiosity.

Tyles narrowed his eyes.

This time, the prince in front of the chief priest felt like being taught by the teacher "why are you so stupid".

By the time he reacted, Holm had continued to speak.

"A mortal portrays a **** in his own way, just because that is a category that mortals know," the chief priest said indifferently: "In countless love and hatred feelings, faith is born."

"People who believe in the gods gather in groups, connect with each other, resonate with each other, give their hearts to each other, churches and temples, altars and ceremonies have been established one after another," Holm raised his hand and gestured to the surrounding temples: "Just like this, Intangible beliefs turn into tangible existence."

"The communication between the gods and the mortal world completed the first reincarnation."

Thyls frowned and listened to Lord Holm.

"Why does the Goddess Haoyue have such a shape?" The chief priest returned to her original topic: "It is not because God created people in his own way, but because people who believe in her look like this."

"But you may need to understand," the priest Holm's eyes showed a sharp expression: "God is god, faith is faith."

"The former is in God, the latter is in man."

Thyls moved in his heart.

"Wait, what do you mean..." Thales thought about the priest's words and slowly said: "So, the gods exist independently, and the gods in the believers' hearts are imagined by themselves?"

Home didn't answer him directly.

"At the beginning of the faith, mortals were used to classifying the incomprehensible things into the category of gods," the eyes of the priest of Holm exuded strange emotions: "They only need to understand the existence of gods, and then take the incomprehensible things, Just leave it to the gods to solve it."

"It seems that by believing in the existence of gods, they can solve those incomprehensible puzzles."

"This is precisely the biggest problem."

Thyls raised his eyebrows: He didn't quite understand the other party's intentions.

"God is clearly something that mortals cannot understand," the priest Holm looked directly into his eyes: "Mortals think they understand the gods, and use superficial thinking to believe in and rely on God from beginning to end."

"Go to create God."

"This is where the contradiction lies."

Thyls exhaled and shrugged: "You want to say that the existence of gods is beyond the understanding of mortals?"

The veil of Lord Holm moved slightly, which gave Thales the illusion that she was smiling: "Or on the other hand, the understanding of mortals super-translates the existence of gods."

High priest Holm sighed softly.

"Mortals always treat gods with their barren thinking," she closed her eyes and slowly said: "Because of the short life span, I imagine gods as eternal and immortal."

"Because of the weak power, the gods are presumed to be unmatched existences."

"Because I think I am a member of all living beings, I imagine the gods to be stronger and higher-ranking of the same kind."

Under Thales’s gaze, Holm suddenly opened his eyes, and his words slowly accelerated: "The problem is, eternity, power, life, these mortal things..."

"If the gods are indeed beyond the understanding of mortals and stand from different angles, do they really see these in their eyes?"

"Do they care about faith?"

"Do they care about believers?"

"Do they care about power and eternity?"

"Even, do they care if they exist or not?"

Thyls watched Holm say these things suspiciously, and could not interrupt her.

He is not a god, is he.

Thyls scratched his head and sighed:

"But, in the myth, Errol sacrificed himself and saved the world, didn't he," he said with a headache: "The **** of the night is always going to earth... The lord of the mountains even let his followers Help those in the extreme cold..."

Thyls did not go on.

Because he saw: Home is smiling.

Despite being separated by the veil, Thales recognized it for some reason, and the chief priest of the Haoyue Temple was smiling faintly.

"Where did you hear these words?" The chief priest whispered, as if afraid of waking a sleeping child.

"Of course..." Thales exhaled, but he was taken aback, and his words stopped.

Just listen to him muttering: "The temple, there are rumors."

Thyls raised his head and asked tentatively: "But it's all mortal understanding, right?"

"The true **** may be far beyond our imagination—it is another existence."

Home took a slow breath, and his veil vibrated slightly.

"Believers always exist before his gods before they can believe in gods that belong to him alone." She said lightly.

Thyls frowned again.

He thought of something.

"Priest Holm," he tentatively said, "You are the spokesperson of the Goddess Haoyue. You have also prayed, passed through the gods, and conveyed the will of God, right?"

Home didn't answer.

Thyls slowly opened the corners of his mouth and asked cautiously: "If the gods are really like you said, that kind of incomprehensible existence..."

"Then why does she respond to you?"

Home slowly raised his eyes.

The clear eyes are like a light source shining directly at Thales's heart.

"Oh," I saw Master Holm's flimsy veil slightly moving, and her clear voice came from behind.

That is a rhetorical question:

"Did she respond?"

Thyls was dumbfounded.

The chief priest of Holm slowly turned around, facing the stone statue and altar of the goddess Haoyue.

Tales noticed that in the center of the altar, there was a special eternal oil lamp, which was shining with silver...

A silver flame?

Tyles' heart jumped.

There is a flame of this color?

Thyls looked at the priest's back for unknown reasons.

There are more and more doubts in my mind.

"Why," he couldn't help asking: "Why do you want to say these things? The existence of gods?"

Home shook his head slowly.

"Last night, you made your first choice."

Select?

Last night's choice...

Last night...

Tyles' breathing slowed unconsciously.

"But one day," Haoyue's chief priest said slowly: "You may again face important choices - or even choices."

Choose?

Facing an important choice again...

What do these all mean?

The back of Lord Holm seems to contain mysterious power, and her voice came slowly and clearly: "At that time, when you stand at an angle and height that no existence can imagine, use thinking beyond mortals. When thinking..."

"You may remember what I said today."

Thunder felt like thunder fell in his heart.

Think beyond mortal...

At that moment, Thales remembered the moment of "knocking".

The experience and experience that seemed to be in a dream.

The illusion that he is the world.

The kind of laziness and comfort where nothing is in my own attention...

At this second, looking at Holm's mysterious back, Thales was really scared.

His arms began to tremble.

How did she know?

What exactly does she know?

What exactly is she going to do?

Tyles is breathing faster and faster and more urgently.

Finally, he couldn't help the fear and doubt in his heart anymore, and blurted out: "Why, Master Holm?"

"What do you mean...what do you want?"

"Whether it is a shelter or...what are these words for today?"

"Why me?" he said loudly.

Before the altar, Lord Holm turned his head slowly.

Under the brilliance of the silver light, her veil glowed brilliantly.

Like a legendary god.

"Because," Holm's eyes showed a different brilliance: "An old friend asked me to take care of you."

Tyles seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and the impulse in his heart forced him to seek the roots.

"Old friends?"

The second prince said in a loud voice, "Who?"

"He believes you are different," but the chief priest of Holm just sighed and did not say the answer: "He believes you will do better."

"He sacrificed too much."

"Don't let him down."

Thyls was stunned.

I am... different?

"More."

"Next time, call me Jewell," the chief priest Jewell Holm whispered: "In contrast, I like this name better~IndoMTL.com~You can go now," Holm The chief priest turned his back to him and said lightly: "Be careful of your choice."

In the next second, the chief priest closed his lips, letting Thales ask how he would ask, and never spoke.

A few minutes later, Thales finally left the altar in despair.

Only Jewell was left alone, standing quietly in front of the altar and idol.

After a while, Jewell slowly raised his head.

"I watched him," I saw the chief priest Jewell Holm standing under the idol of Haoyue, dressed in a silver robe, waiting in a tulle, looked up at the goddess of Haoyue, and said indifferently: I warned him..."

"...Let's go."

On the altar, the Goddess Haoyue still looks cold.

Not moving.

As if indifferent to everything.