"No, let me explain."
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On the blue planet, a group of indigenous holy spirits knelt down in worship as they looked at the sky that had changed color and was now shining brightly.
Although I don't know why it suddenly ended.
But now they are alive again, which is a blessing in disguise.
"Did we... did we survive?" a creature murmured.
Their voices were filled with panic and disbelief.
"Yes, yes, we survived!"
"All this is God's will!"
Many living beings sighed with emotion, their hearts filled with extremely complex emotions.
"The gods were dissatisfied with our sacrifices, so they brought down divine punishment!"
"But he couldn't bear to wipe us out, so he also wiped out the divine punishment as a warning to us!"
Some tribal priests took this opportunity to boldly challenge the tribal leadership.
They planned to seize the leadership of the tribe at this time and rule the tribe with theocracy!
The so-called gods may be blindly believed by ordinary people.
But the tribal leaders are not Muggles. On the contrary, they know very well the truth about the so-called gods, which are things that will never appear.
Originally, the gods were used only to give the tribe faith and ideas, so as to prevent chaos.
But unexpectedly, it was the priest who made such a decision first.
But the question is, whether this doomsday punishment that did not fall was done by God, no one can prove it.
They were also unable to refute the priest's words.
"But most of our tribes believe in different gods..." Some creatures couldn't help but ask.
"That might be the joint decision of the gods!"
"Really?"
"Perhaps above the gods there is a God-King who rules over them..."
Each creature looked at the vast starry sky with deep admiration and respect on their faces.
"Yes, the one who should save us is the God King who rules over the gods!"
"It must be, the King of the Gods has blessed us!"
"We must repay him. Let's... convert our faith to the Godly King!"
"Yes... yes... yes, this is what must be done!"
Every living being cried out in their heart.
Their faces were filled with piety and awe, and even a hint of inexplicable worship.
But... they have no idea who the so-called King of Gods is.
At this time, the little priest who witnessed the doomsday divine punishment looked up at the sky, as if he saw a god flying towards them.
The difference between ignorance and wisdom, between the weak and the feeble.
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