Chen Yi opened his eyes.
He had already learned that Lauren and Luke had passed away.
God stared at the kingdom on the earth, and after a long time, he sighed leisurely.
Lauren and Luke each have their own destinations. They act according to their own wishes. The statues of the gods who were sacrificed have been smashed. Over a long period of time, they will slowly disappear from the sight of the true religion world. , however, the icon was erected again, and Laurent and Luke, consciously or unconsciously, made it fearsome and lofty.
The god lowered his eyes slightly.
He couldn't help but recall why so many true believers converted to paganism when the judgment of our King came, and finally overthrew the rule of Wilfred.
Because judgment will inevitably come, but before that, the world has been tamed by the fear of gods. Gods are high in their eyes and cannot be offended.
Justified by faith, justified by works, faith is exalted, works are ignored.
Everyone only has faith.
Before conversion, there is no point in doing good deeds.
And what the Giant King Sect wants to do is precisely to have unwavering faith until death.
The King of my kings is precisely the incomparable, aloof and absolute God.
What Lauren and Luke are doing now is like preparing the spiritual ground for the coming of judgment.
When the judgment comes, the world's fear of gods will become stronger and stronger.
Until the moment of despair, Saint Harun raised his left hand in the rain, preached to the pagans in a simple and peaceful manner, and climbed to the top.
"Everything is but the road to the Doctrine of Judgment, and Saint Venakana is but the forerunner of the King of Kings."
Chen Yi was silent, looking at the cold windy northern land.
Maybe I thought wrongly, and all these worldly affairs should not be left to the will of the world.
Maybe he should perform a miracle with his own hands, appear as a saint in the mortal world, and reverse the direction of his destiny...
"No... it's not that, my king should use the ancient scroll of destiny to send judgment... Even if he appears as a saint to the mortal world, he may not be able to reverse such a fate."
The god raised his forehead and rested his arms on the throne.
And if he really does this and intervenes in the world with miracles on a large scale, then he will inevitably move towards divinity.
That's not what I expected.
His eyes were fixed on Luke's body buried in the snow.
The blessed Luke, before dying, used all his thoughts to tell the secrets hidden in the faith of the world and passed down through the ages.
Man is the measure of all things.
And the Lord is the measure of man.
The questions that had been lingering in Chen Yi were answered at this moment.
It turns out that in the eyes of the world, he is also the measure of good and evil.
The god withdrew his gaze from the earth and looked at the divine bell tower above the sea of thousands of clouds.
What should I do...
Only in this way can we reverse the ancient holy city's fate of being judged and save the world from the pale rain...
"Fate..."
Chen Yi said softly.
He learned that ancient saying from Luke.
Aisaya.
Chen Yi lowered his gaze to the earth again, looking at Luke's widow and Soda's eldest daughter, Princess Vahari.
Years passed, and although she was not old yet, she was still no longer young.
I don't know which day in the past, Princess Vahari learned the ancient saying "destiny" from her husband's mouth, and despite Luke's objections, she taught the ancient saying to her son.
The ancient saying "destiny" is thus passed down in their blood.
God can see that this ancient saying "destiny" will eventually be passed down to a child named Venakana along the memories of generations.
Chen Yi silently looked at Vahari's son, who was already married and gave birth to healthy children with his wife.
He looked at the ancestors of St. Venakana, and for some reason, he had a little more hope for the child who would be born hundreds of years later.
Before opening the remaining pages of the ancient scroll, God had many doubts about her and became curious again and again.
Why is she the last living saint, and how does she understand the truth of heaven and earth?
When the silver blood was shed, what kind of peaceful look would appear on her increasingly pale face? God longed to know why she gave up her mortal body, and even though there was all kinds of pain, she still rushed to the righteous love without hesitation.
God closed his eyes slightly, looking forward to Saint Venakana.
Perhaps, with the help of Venakana, he can save the ancient holy city from the Thousand Years of Judgment.
I can also understand from her whether we should really leave the world to the will of the world.
She is the last living saint who shed silver blood to save the ancient holy city. Later generations of true believers built the holy city called Silver Cana in her name.
That holy city caused countless wars. His uncle Raymond lost his life there, and the priest Christopher who looked after the silver blood went to heaven there.
Time passed along with the thoughts of God.
On the earth, the new kingdom of Leiden straddles the southern land and the northern land. The throne has changed hands several times over the long years, and Laurent's descendants have taken off their crowns.
The new king was crowned by the pope, exalted the latter's decree, and declared that his authority was also granted by God.
The ruthless years will eventually bury the glory, and the new king will age in an instant, just like King Lauren who brought the gospel, slowly swallowing his last strength in confession.
The new king became the old king, and a new king ascended the throne. From time to time, civil wars broke out to compete for the throne.
In order to show that their authority was granted by God, each king had to use weapons against the pagans and mercilessly plundered and conquered the pagan lands until they accepted humiliating peace talks and were baptized and converted.
The era of the ancient kingdom has passed away in the years, never to return. Many great achievements have been forgotten, and only condensed into a few memorable legendary epics.
During this period, there were many kings with great talents and strategies.
He is wise and greedy, asking for more from the Lord, asking for more, and he longs for God's grace in this world.
After many years of begging to no avail,
“I will cut off his images and destroy his churches.”
The king cursed angrily.
God never cared,
He ignored the king who was crowned by the Pope just like his ancestors.
No one will tell that king,
Thousands of years later, the entire vast northern land will be judged by my king.
And when God promised them salvation, this grace was enough.
........
Hundreds of years pass by in an instant.
The southerners who moved to the north adapted to the cold wind in the north, and the Leyton people also adapted to the existence of the southerners. Under the same belief, the two gradually blended together. They intermarried with each other, and accepted each other's customs intentionally or unintentionally. Hundreds of years later, outsiders could not tell the difference between them except for the difference in Xiao Xu's habits.
One day, someone saw a huge and bright shooting star falling from the night sky.
The true believers looked up at the dazzling brilliance and wondered where a sacred rumor first arose.
They said: The shooting star is the finger of the Lord.
As a result, the foundations of the Ring Cathedral were laid in the Holy City soon after.
