Chapter 221 God's Descent 12
In fact, there were signs of his death long before.
His happiest time was the era of ancient witchcraft in the wilderness. At that time, the tribe would hold sacrifices for any major events, and they believed more in the miracles revealed in the tortoise shell inscriptions than in the hands of humans. His power was unprecedentedly prosperous at that time.
However, the Jedi Heavenly Connection came soon.
This was a major turning point in the Age of Gods and Men, and a landmark moment in wizard history.
In heaven and on earth, people and gods each have their own duties and do not interfere with each other. This is the basic meaning of the absolute connection between heaven and earth.
Later, he felt drowsy and had nothing to do. He also read the records of this event in the human world. Some said that the ladder to heaven was broken, and people could no longer go to heaven, and gods could no longer come to the earth.
Some say that the passages connecting heaven and earth were destroyed one by one, and in short, the connection between heaven and the human world was severed. These statements all have a strong sense of déjà vu, as if they were made up by later generations who did not witness it with their own eyes.
Such a ladder or passage would not be so concrete.
The concept of being able to communicate with gods and spirits is very abstract. Wizards who have the ability to communicate with gods and spirits will act crazy like performing a shaman act, and at that moment their skulls will seem to be split open.
Their souls thus ascended and quietly touched a corner of the unknown world. They quietly tore open a crack and peeked into another world, making eye contact with things they could not understand (in fact, the wizards did not know how they saw each other, as that world did not apply to human logic) and obsessively tried to understand each other, with a one in a thousand chance of success.
This probability is usually professionally expressed by the academy as [Synesthesia Talent]. If one can often understand it, it means that the synesthesia is very strong and the talent is very high, otherwise it is weak.
In short, wizards will have the experience of their souls being pierced at this moment, and they seem to see all kinds of incomprehensible things.
The soul leaves the body and ascends, which is the ladder to heaven.
Only by tearing open the corners of the unknown world can we find the passage.
The Jedi-Sky Pass is not as easy as destroying the ladder. The landmark event that can enable mankind to move directly from the mythological era to the era of rule by man must be destructive. The change of eras must be accompanied by the shattering of some part and the reconstruction of some part.
He, the god, was the first thing to be crushed and destroyed.
Therefore, when the earth and heaven are connected, what is cut off is not heaven and earth, but the faith in God.
If faith could be expressed through action, it would definitely be looking up to the sky with utmost piety.
But if people's faith in God is no longer firm, their gaze will turn from heaven to themselves.
If you look at some of the relics and artifacts from the Warring States period, you can see that the records left by humans at that time were different from those in the past. People before would use bronze to refine the gods and mythical creatures they imagined, but people at that time began to observe themselves and record themselves.
These became evidence of the awakening of human self-consciousness in later generations, and they were moved by it.
But when he saw it, it was like being slapped in the face.
You don't believe in me anymore, and you're proud of it.
Have you forgotten how you begged me and relied on me before? I haven't abandoned you yet, how can you abandon me first?
Is this abandonment?
He asked this question repeatedly as he grew weaker.
Is this abandonment?
For the first time, he leaned down, lowered his head, and took the initiative to listen to the voices of those humans. When he did so, he actually felt a little ashamed and sad, because in the past, they had always taken the initiative to come to him.
From listening sadly to listening pleadingly.
From asking sadly to asking pleadingly.
He asked again and again, is this abandonment?
Don't you need me anymore?
They don't answer themselves, they already have a new life. Human beings are hardworking, brave, kind, positive, and have countless good qualities. They are building a new era with their own hands.
He was no longer needed in that era.
Humans no longer fear natural disasters, as they have cleverly discovered the laws behind them. People are no longer afraid of gods, as they have no taboos other than believing in good omens.
He and humans are like mother and child.
When the child grows up, he will no longer do the childish things he did when he was a child. However, he still misses the little children who were babbling and toddling. Their little hands were weightless and their little eyes were full of uncertainty. At this time, they needed him to guide their steps the most. After they helped him walk a distance, they would thank him very cutely.
How could such a lovely human being not need him?
He couldn't understand.
He kept his eyes open and asked day and night.
He discovered that it was actually the other way around.
It's not that they need me, but that I need them.
It’s not that they can’t live without me, but that I can’t live without them.
so--
God may abandon them, but they must never abandon God.
Thinking of this, his tormented spirit finally felt better. On that day, he made up his mind and set out to look for his twin brother whom he had not seen for many years. His brother's bad character would definitely make him suffer, but no matter how painful it was, it could not be compared to the decline of his divine power and the lack of people's belief in him. He could endure it.
But he ignored the black spot that flashed across his feet when he stood up.
Before this, his body and mind were pure and spotless, and had never been unclean.
When the night was over, he listened to the cries of mankind that merged into one across the earth. After many years, he once again heard the longings of millions of people other than wizards. They were trapped in the quagmire and prayed to be saved by the almighty God.
Ask him to save her husband, her children, her parents...
They cried loudly.
But he was so happy that he almost fainted.
As he was dizzy, he glanced at the black spots on his arms, which seemed to have their own life and looked at him evilly. He was stunned for a long time, raised his hands in disbelief, and saw the black feet that had almost turned black.
Compared to those howling humans, he seemed more like he was stuck in a quagmire and unable to extricate himself.
After an unknown amount of time, he put down his hand, and with a slight thought, he hid the dirty black spots. This was not a difficult task for him who had been injected with new strength.
He originally thought that he could hide it forever.
He would keep this secret until the worlds died one by one, and would not let anyone know, including his brother, especially his brother.
How could he let him know?
If he knew that he had fallen, he would definitely laugh out loud, right?
“Hahahahahahahahaha!” His younger brother’s eyes lit up, “You’ve fallen! Brother, you’ve fallen ahahahahaha!!!”
"Stop talking..."
"Why don't you say it? What's there to be embarrassed about? You've just become like me." His brother raised his arm and let him look at the black spots on his skin that were bulging and breathing. A bunch of black malicious mouths seemed to be greeting him, and he turned his head away embarrassedly.
"Look, you look exactly like me now! This is the way it should be... You look much better now than before."
The evil ghost tilted his head, admiring his brother's body and expression, just as he had admired his obedience and sacrifice time and time again before.
As a god, he was very unwilling to be stared at like this, so he waved his hands and shook his head, saying very tiredly: "Forget it, when this is over, we will live our separate lives and never see each other again..."
"Brother, you don't really think that I agreed to do all this because I want to share the rule with you?"
"Isn't it?"
He seemed to have heard the funniest words, "Look, brother, kindness will blind your eyes. You didn't even notice my true thoughts. Why would I care about those?"
"...Don't you want to live?"
"What's the good of living?"
"...Do you wish for your power to disappear and vanish into thin air?"
"Oh, what's so mysterious about vanishing into thin air? It's just death, why make it so complicated?" He curled his lips, "If you die, you die."
The god looked at him in disbelief.
But Jiang Yuelu, an outsider who was watching from the side, could see that this was a conspiracy of the evil ghost. He was very cunning and never told the truth.
To judge a person’s true thoughts, don’t look at what he says, but what he does.
Gods and ghosts are no exception.
On the one hand, he agreed to cooperate with the gods, while on the other hand, he was secretly advancing another plan... If he really didn't care as he said, then these actions were completely unnecessary.
However, just because Jiang Yuelu could see it, it didn’t mean that God could.
Shen was already a little confused, and now he was even more shocked. He was completely played around by his brother. "What did you say... Then why?"
He grinned and said, "Just for fun."
“…”
"It's fun just to see you become what you are now."
The god raised his hand in anger and launched an attack for the first time, but was easily avoided. The ghost was still grinning: "Are you angry already? No way. If you knew that I had no intention of letting you live, what would you do, my silly brother!"
God was stunned, "What did you say..."
The other party spread his hands and said innocently: "I just want to survive. Eat you, and then survive."
"Bullshit... How could you possibly eat me?!"
"I'll take you to the gates of hell and let you eat slowly." The ghost smiled as he saw the god's face turn pale. "Last time I opened the gates of hell, it was to help you, but this time, it's not the case, brother."
The evil ghost's laughter suddenly stopped. At that moment, he became cold and evil, revealing his true face. Small fangs protruded from his mouth, his tongue stretched out with great malice, and his eyes were enchanting like mist.
"You've lost miserably this time."
Time stood still for a second. At the moment when the evil ghost launched a counterattack, Xia Yi, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly took Jiang Yuelu's hand and ran in the opposite direction with him.
He turned his head subconsciously, and Xia Yi whispered "Don't look" and covered his eyes. But even though he was very fast, Jiang Yuelu still saw an incomprehensible scene unfolding in front of him. His head seemed to be split open, and he could see something indescribable.
A line of blood and tears immediately flowed from his eyes and onto his clothes.
Jiang Yuelu could not hear Xia Yi's distant shouts. The tinnitus was like the cicadas all over the world chirping together, making his ears noisy. The words that repeatedly flashed in front of his eyes were mental pollution, all of which were distorted images of the scenes he had just seen.
Gnawing. Eating. Swallowing. Nausea. Death. Love. Nausea.
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…
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…More and more repeated words drowned out his unfocused eyes. He wanted someone to interrupt the pollution, but his throat was choked by fear and he couldn't move.
Suddenly, something soft touched his lips.
His eyes stopped at the huge word "love".
Love is frozen.
The pollution ends.
His senses returned to normal, as if he had struggled out of a dead end and was reborn.
And in this new world, he and Xia Yi were kissing.
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