After Venakana walked towards the altar, Qim just moved the wooden stick and held the torch towards the mural in the darkness.
His eyes flew across the murals, and it took him less than a quarter of an hour from the first to the last one.
The believers of the old gods paid the priests curious and timid looks. Some of them had already slightly bent their legs, ready to kneel down and recite prayers.
Chim turned away from the mural.
He looked at the crowd, raised his wooden staff high and said loudly:
"The murals of our ancestors reveal the path ahead."
Qim held a torch with one hand and pointed at the mural with the other, showing a solemn and solemn expression.
All the believers of the Old Gods present were without exception. Their eyes were full of awe and joy. These people had already expected that the day when the end of the world came would be the day when they would land in the Paradise.
"Morland, the traveler of the gods was given the blood of the gods and established his kingdom. That is the kingdom of our followers of the gods! It is the eternal paradise!"
Chim’s voice was high and his preaching was contagious.
Under the guidance of this voice, the enthusiasm of the believers of the old gods began to rise, and they all silently chanted the name of Graman, the god of cold wind.
However, Qim changed the subject and pointed his finger at the ferocious mural where red and black colors intersected.
"True believers of Graman, I tell you, such a country was destroyed by those stupid people! Under their bewitchment, Morland betrayed the will of the gods!
Oh, how sad, how sad that the Promised Land is now far away from us! "
"On this next road, sacrifice and contribute. Only by making the gods happy will the paradise return!"
Chim declared in large sections, and the believers of the old gods in front of him shed tears and knelt down. The fanatics began to torture themselves and make their flesh ache in order to gain the joy of the gods.
The nun looked at the believers of the old gods sadly. She clasped her hands together and felt compassion for these people. This was what she could do.
The believers of the Sohel sect looked at each other a little, and their reason told them that what was described in the murals was quite different from Qim's preaching.
Venakana looked at this scene and said,
She showed no emotion.
The princess could know that Qim didn't care what other people thought, nor did he care whether he misinterpreted the meaning of the mural.
He only cares about whether the believers of the Old Gods believe it, and he only needs to make the believers of the Old Gods believe it...
Vina Kana Muran thought about it.
Are the records on this mural...completely consistent with the truth? In other words... did the ancestors who sacrificed animals to the gods only take the standpoint of the gods as the truth?
Venakana stared at the inscriptions on the altar again, and she suddenly felt that the records on the mural were illusory.
However, at the moment, I can't find any other records.
Just like the believers of the Old Gods could only listen to the words of Priest Qim, he himself could only accept the records of the murals.
The princess stared at the altar, cleared her mind, and chanted softly:
"I believe: 'The gods are the only truth.,"
Then, Vinacanati separated his index finger with the sword and dripped a little blood into it.
When the drop of blood hit the altar, her consciousness suddenly left her body.
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Venakana noticed that his soul seemed to be shrinking and turned into a particle, falling into the blood of the altar.
All the scenes in my eyes are no longer murals, no longer altars, and no longer boundless darkness.
Venakana's perspective is first in a blue sky.
The buildings on the ground are like miniature models, royal palaces, ring cathedrals, almshouses, pagan lecture halls...
The Holy City suddenly appeared in her eyes.
In the blink of an eye, Venakana felt her perspective falling downwards rapidly, and her soul also fell downwards.
During the fall, some invisible external force attempts to invade
Disturb Venakana's soul.
The princess's eyes narrowed, and she recited the ancient saying "destiny" in a low voice.
The invisible external force showed fear of her divinity and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Her soul fell into the palace and settled in the study.
She suddenly found herself in a fantasy world.
All the surrounding scenes were blurred, as if covered with a layer of mist.
Venakana knew that if others fell into it, they would never realize that the surrounding scene was illusory. Under the influence of that external force, they would instantly regard it as reality.
In the divinity, Venakana had a premonition...
I won't stay here for too long.
"This altar is testing me...but...what should I answer?"
Venakana fell into thinking,
"You want to test whether I agree... that only the gods are the truth? But... even in front of the altar, I never agree."
At that time it was just talk.
How could Venakana, who didn’t even believe in the church, believe in a short line of words on the altar?
The princess stood up and walked out of the study.
Mother Remedios walked out of the shadows of the corridor. This was too much of a coincidence, as if Vena Cana walked out of the study and Remedios suddenly appeared in the corridor.
In her divinity, Venakana was able to discern these visions.
The princess came closer, and even in the illusion, Venakana still showed her emotions.
Remedios walked past with a chuckle, and the princess looked at that beautiful face, a little dazed.
Suddenly, Remedios opened her hands, hugged Vina Cana tightly, and squeezed her daughter's face into her chest.
Her body was burning, and her eyes were filled with desire.
Vinacana was stunned for a moment, then with strong force on her hands, she broke away from Remedios.
Remedios in the illusion looked at Venakana in surprise.
The princess' eyes looked like she was looking at a monster.
"You are the illusion, you are the mist."
Venakana said coldly.
The words were like thunder, and when they fell, Remedios' skin and flesh immediately began to dissolve.
Among the flesh and blood that turned into water, the face of a woman with goat's horns was revealed.
The woman with goat's horns stood up slowly from the bloody water. Her figure was enchanting and mysterious. No amount of exquisite murals could describe the wonder of this figure.
Venakana's fingers suddenly trembled.
Could it be that...the God of Desire has broken free from the shackles of the celestial kingdom...
A subconscious answer came to her mind,
Some invisible external force forced her to accept this answer.
For this reason, that external force tried to suppress her divinity, completely freezing her will and then breaking it into pieces bit by bit!
At first, her fingertips trembled, and then the fingertips spread throughout her body, causing goosebumps to touch, and even every hair strand trembled slightly for the answer.
No...
The gods are trapped in the celestial realm...
However, Venakana's divinity comes from the "Lord of Destiny".
She clearly remembered every word on the remaining pages of the Yang book.
Venakana stared at the horned woman.
The latter also looked at the princess, and there was no trace of confusion in her golden eyes.
"You are just an illusion and a mist."
When the princess reveals the truth,
Just like mortals unable to stop the mockery of fate, the face of the horned woman inevitably dissolves.
After this layer of skin and flesh is shed into blood...
A vertical spear emerged from the blood.
Once the master of Shutong reappears on the earth, he will surely arouse the fear of countless creatures.
Venakana stared intently at the vertical column.
"...Dosumirak..."
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