At the foot of the mountain, the Hebrews were busy building temporary shelters, recovering their strength, and preparing for a new beginning.

Feng Feng and his six companions wanted to go up the mountain to take a look, but they couldn't because there was an air wall.

Feng Feng looked at the mountain top that seemed within reach yet out of reach, his heart filled with desire and curiosity about the unknown.

"Even if this is a fictional illusion, the God won't easily reveal his true appearance to others?"

He smiled bitterly, his helplessness mixed with awe of the unknown.

Knowing that there was a god on the mountain, they were extremely curious.

I really want to know what the real God looks like.

Mai Xuan was resting nearby and setting up camp, saying.

"Never mind. This is already the end of the Book of Exodus. I'm sure it won't be long before we leave the illusion."

"If I continue reading, it will be the history of the Hebrew people for thousands of years, which is not very useful."

"Who knows if the gods in the illusion are real?"

Hearing this, Feng Feng nodded thoughtfully.

So he decided to follow the example of the Hebrews, choosing to wait and see what would happen, and wait patiently at the foot of the mountain.

Time was fast-forwarded again, slipping away silently through our fingers.

…

At the foot of the mountain.

The gathered people had long lost their former calmness.

The waiting time seemed like an endless torture, and the news that Moses had not returned spread like wildfire.

Fear and anxiety quietly grew among the crowd.

The Hebrew settlement, which had been well-organized, now became noisy and chaotic, with people in panic.

Seeing this, Feng Feng involuntarily stepped forward, his brows furrowed, and his voice was filled with concern:

"what happens?"

Yunyang sighed, a hint of helplessness in his eyes:

"A religious group without the guidance of its priests is like a ship without a course; chaos is inevitable."

"Moses has been gone for too long."

Jin Shile scratched his hair irritably, looking somewhat bewildered.

"Does this mean we have to interfere in the internal affairs of the Hebrews and help them solve this mess?"

Mai Xuan had a calm expression, as if he had already made up his mind.

"Don't worry. This matter has long been recorded in the Bible. It is the will of Jehovah. He will personally resolve all this."

Just then.

The crowd below was becoming increasingly agitated, their emotions like dry wood being ignited, ready to explode at any moment.

The Hebrews contributed their gold earrings.

They gathered into a force and forged a golden calf shining with golden light.

They regarded the golden calf as a new god, hoping that it could guide them forward and fill the spiritual void left by Moses' departure.

Suddenly.

The sky seemed to be shrouded in thick black clouds, the light suddenly dimmed, and the whole world became gloomy and depressing.

At this critical moment, Moses appeared in everyone's sight.

His face was terribly gloomy and he walked down the mountain with heavy steps.

"What are you doing!?"

Moses' voice exploded like thunder, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Aaron, Moses' good friend, saw this and hurried forward.

His eyes flashed with relief at having survived the disaster:

"Moses! You're back!"

"We were so worried. You were gone for forty days and we thought you would never come back!"

However, Moses ignored Aaron's excitement.

His gaze pierced through the crowd like a sharp sword, fixed on the golden calf that was half a man's height.

His tone was filled with anger and disappointment:

"I'm asking, how did this thing appear here!"

Aaron's face turned pale in an instant. He lowered his head, with a hint of self-blame in his voice:

"I'm sorry, Moses. You've been away for too long, and we desperately need a new spiritual pillar..."

"I tried to stop them, but... failed."

Moses shook his head, his eyes filled with confusion and pain:

"No, Aaron, you don't understand the implications of your actions!"

"This is more than just casting a golden calf. This is a betrayal of our Lord and a departure from our faith!"

As Moses finished speaking, the entire scene fell into deathly silence.

Only the occasional sound of wind in the distance seems to tell the heaviness and complexity of this crisis of faith.

Just a few hours ago.

The almighty God, with his unquestionable voice, revealed to Moses a secret that was enough to make the entire nation tremble.

- His people, the people he had sworn to protect, had betrayed the source of their faith and sought their own destruction.

Moses' heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

He didn't believe it until he came down and saw everything.

Moses stumbled among the crowd until the glaring golden calf came into view.

At that moment, all doubts dissipated like morning mist, replaced by the cold reality.

They are under the watchful eye of a God of infinite wisdom and mercy.

They actually chose to worship a cold, golden statue made by human hands!

That is not only a blasphemy against faith, but also a trampling on the dignity of life.

Moses took a deep breath.

Trying to make your voice penetrate the clamor of the crowd, pouring out the wrath of God like a violent storm:

"Look at this! In your hearts, the man-made golden calf is more important than the God who created everything!"

"You are digging your own graves!"

Every word he uttered was like a sharp blade, cutting everyone's conscience.

Aaron's face was as pale as paper at this moment, and his lips trembled as he asked:

"Moses, what should we do?"

His eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

Moses' eyes were as sharp as torches, looking directly at Aaron and sweeping over everyone present:

"I have asked Heavenly Father for forgiveness with all my strength."

"But you must understand that if your soul has not yet been completely devoured by sin, there may still be a glimmer of hope. Otherwise..."

His voice stopped abruptly here, as if even the air had frozen.

In anger, Moses suddenly raised the two tablets of the law in his hands.

It was a symbol of authority given by God, but at this moment it became a tool for him to express his anger.

He swung the tablet with force, and it fell heavily to the ground with a deafening sound, as if even the earth was shaking.

"The gods will not tolerate betrayal. He must clean up the house and restore order!"

Moses' voice was firm and cold, and every word was like a hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

He then issued a cruel and decisive order:

Over the next three days, each person had to identify a sin committed by his or her relative while Moses was away.

Only in this way can we have a chance of survival.

This order was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The entire square was instantly engulfed in panic and chaos.