Jehovah almost choked to death at her words.
What a god!
Are you the only one selling clay dolls? Or a little girl?
Do you think I'm blind?
But if the other party doesn't admit this kind of thing, there's nothing he can do about it.
After all, the other party is indeed just an incarnation, not the original body.
This is the same as him.
The mythical arena is a rule jointly formulated by all the powerful saints in Shen’en Continent.
It is clearly stipulated that saints are not allowed to participate in it.
He was the first to break the rules and wanted to rescue Adam, but was forced into the battle by using the rules of the ring.
When he thought of this, he glared at Jiang Wenming in the audience.
It's this kid who ruined his own business!
Jiang Wenming, who was observing Nuwa under the ring, suddenly felt an irresistible pressure surrounding him.
It seemed like he would be crushed into ashes in the next second.
"Grandpa, do you want to buy a doll?"
A crisp voice sounded, Jiang Wenming felt his body lighten, and the pressure around him disappeared without a trace in an instant.
I saw the little girl holding a pair of dolls in her hands and looking at the Lord expectantly.
Unexpectedly, after seeing the clay doll held in the little girl's hand, Jehovah's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Through the large screen projection, someone soon noticed something unusual about the two clay dolls.
They are exactly the same as Adam and Eve who appeared before.
After Jiang Wenming saw this, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
As we all know, Adam was created by Jehovah in his own image and gave him life.
A race of highly intelligent beings, which was a great achievement for him.
This is his pride.
It was highly praised by believers and spread widely.
But what does he see now?
The little girl in front of him grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and just squeezed it a few times to perfectly reproduce the process of creating a human being.
Now you are showing it off in front of him!
What does she want to express?
Want to prove that your achievements are nothing to her?
It’s simply murderous and heartbreaking!
Just when he was about to take it and destroy it, the little girl suddenly withdrew her hand.
"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, you can also make clay figures."
This move caused Jehovah's outstretched hand to freeze in mid-air.
That's too much!
It’s so deceiving!
He is the Creator God, when has he ever been humiliated like this!
"You can't defeat me with this little trick!"
Jehovah said coldly.
"Not necessarily! Do you want to make a bet?"
The little girl smiled playfully.
"What do you want to bet on?"
"How about I take a gamble and see if the person I created can beat you?"
"Are you humiliating me?"
A cold light flashed in Jehovah's eyes.
"No, I'm just stating the facts."
She waved her little hand, and a bunch of little clay figurines appeared.
After these clay figures fell to the ground, they immediately came to life, waving their little arms and legs one by one and rushing towards the Lord.
"God said: Let there be light!"
A big sun appeared, and its light illuminated the entire arena.
The little clay figures on the stage were cracked by the dazzling sunlight, and finally turned into ashes.
However, among the remaining small clay figures, a clay figure holding a long bow came out.
I saw him drawing his bow and arrow, aiming at the sun in the sky.
"call out!"
The bow and arrow were shot, the sun was directly exploded, and the earth returned to normal.
"God said: Let it rain!"
It suddenly began to rain in the sky, and it became heavier and heavier.
Seeing this, the little girl smiled slightly and blew into the ring.
Countless plants and trees sprouted out of the ground, turning the arena into a forest in the blink of an eye.
The little mud people cut down trees and built houses to avoid the rain.
But it rained more and more, and finally it turned into a vast ocean.
The little clay men held hands and turned into a dam to isolate the surrounding flood.
The surviving little clay men built bridges and paved roads, cut mountains and cut rocks, and went to live in the mountains.
"God said: The world is so foolish that the flood will destroy the world!"
The flood water separated by the dam suddenly surged and broke the dam, and countless small clay figures were submerged.
At this time, another little clay figure stood up. He led the surviving clay figures to block the flood with rocks.
It's a pity that it failed in the end.
The flood spread, destroyed their homes, and melted a large number of clay figures.
However, the clay men did not flinch or beg for mercy.
They worked together to dig canals and open mountains to guide the floodwaters to flow far away.
Seeing this, Jiang Wenming finally understood.
Both sides engage in a battle of wits, using all living beings as pawns.
Jehovah represents the gods, while Nuwa represents human beings.
Gods are destroying the world, but humans are saving themselves!
Whether it was the scorching sun before or the flood just now, this has appeared in various myths.
Human beings created by Jehovah choose to seek God’s protection.
The human beings created by Nuwa are constantly fighting against the environment and finally defeating them!
At this moment, the clay figures in Jiang Wenming's eyes changed.
They are no longer rough clay figures, but have transformed into countless sages of the Chinese clan.
It was like an epic picture scroll unfolding in front of him.
Take him to relive the magnificent era of fighting against the sky.
Soon, the audience outside the venue also discovered this.
"Why do I feel that this scene in the arena is so familiar? I seem to have seen it somewhere before?"
"I also have this feeling."
"Isn't this the history of Chinese mythology that Jiang Shen told us?"
"That's right! Dayi shot the sun, Jingwei filled the sea, Shen Nong tasted herbs, Dayu controlled the floods, my God! They all matched up."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Why do I feel like crying?"
"The spirit of the ancestors of the human race will last forever!"
"..."
this moment.
No one treats the clay figures in the arena as clay figures anymore, but instead imagines them as the sages of the human race.
So what about the God of Creation!
As long as they cannot be completely destroyed, all disasters will become their nutrients and help them grow rapidly.
In the arena.
Jehovah’s expression changed completely.
Because he found that no matter what disaster he summoned, he could not completely destroy these clay figures.
Faced with a world-ending disaster, these clay figures did not pray to the gods for forgiveness or seek refuge.
They have been relying on their own wisdom to survive in the cracks.
The resilience of these clay men scares me as the God of Creation.
"Why, even though they are all clay figures, these people didn't ask for my forgiveness?"
The Lord was shaken.
He calls himself a shepherd, shepherding all living beings.
But now he suddenly discovered that there was a group of people who didn't even bother with his protection.
Even more unwilling to bow to him.
Even after the disaster, these clay figures would actively attack him.
Although the attacks of these clay figures were weak, they could not cause any harm to him at all.
But they did attack themselves!
This is not a good sign!
Because in the eyes of these clay figures in front of them, there was no reverence for the gods at all.
"Don't you understand yet? Human beings have never been your pets. They have their own thoughts and their own paths.
Since you are the Creator God, you should understand that what we have to do is not to interfere with them, let alone enslave them, but to guide them. "
The clear voice of the little girl rang in Jehovah’s ears.
"No! I created them, so they should listen to me. Any creature that dares to disrespect me should not exist in this world."
Jehovah said, and his body shone brightly.
"God said: Let there be wind in the world!"
