"As his fame grew, more and more people noticed him, and all sorts of eyes were cast his way."
"Finally, he was noticed by the gods... and not just one god."
Immersed in the story, Ning Feng felt the oppressive atmosphere as if he were experiencing it firsthand.
The feeling of being watched by the gods is so profound!
“A deity extended an olive branch to him, even promising him the title of archbishop and the future rebirth as an archangel in the Kingdom of God.”
"The other one showed him hostility; she was curious about the prophet's abilities and wanted to possess them."
"And what they had in common was that they all used his companion as a bargaining chip on the scales."
The stargazer paused for the first time, seemingly giving Ning Feng time to think.
If it were you, what would you have done?
Would one bow down to the goddess and become her most humble believer?
Is it possible to give up one's own life for one's comrades?
How to do it?
Ning Feng was unable to answer.
He hadn't experienced those things, so he couldn't truly put himself in their shoes or put his companions on the scales.
His brows were deeply furrowed; just imagining such a scenario already made him feel the pressure.
The lives of his companions, his personal dignity, the threat of death... all of these weighed heavily on his spine.
There is no way out.
But Ning Feng quickly made a decision.
His brows gradually relaxed, and as his thoughts cleared, his mindset calmed down.
"But... but if I were the only one there."
His voice echoed in her heart, resonating within Ariana's cabin, causing a smile to appear on her lips:
"I will resist."
I will rebel against the gods.
I will defy that so-called fate.
"Even if my resistance seems futile to them, I will fight with all my might."
Even if it leads to death, that is my destiny, and I accept it!
These words were not spoken aloud; Ning Feng did not need such words to package himself or create a persona.
Listen to their words, but observe their actions even more.
Ning Feng always trusts actions more than words.
"What choice did he... make?"
Ning Feng wanted to know what choice such a person would make.
"You don't need to know the specific details... all you need to know is that from that day on, they stopped running away."
With her light-colored eyes lowered, the stargazer seemed to be gazing at nothing in particular, and softly said:
"They ran away, they hid, but all of this was so that one day they could fight back."
"So that one day these high and mighty beings will understand that they have no right to rule the world."
The stargazer spoke ambiguously, but Ning Feng still sensed her emotions from her words.
A faint anger, and an extremely suppressed sadness.
Following the gaze of the stargazer, Ning Feng saw the false god scattering golden light across the sky, and an uncertain thought arose in his mind.
Could it be that...
Is that false god the prophet?
In the end, he still chose the path of the gods in order to rebel against them.
Those who followed him became the supplicants of this country.
"And then? What happened next?"
Just as Ning Feng was pondering, the Stargazer composed himself and continued:
"You've probably heard the rest of the story..."
"They went into hiding, constantly trying various ways to gain power, hoping that one day they could save the world."
"But before they could launch a counterattack, the gods vanished, leaving behind only a scorched and cracked earth."
But the next moment, the stargazer's calm tone dropped a bombshell in Ning Feng's gradually calming mind.
"Later, the [Prophet's Society] became the [Watchmen's Society], and this name has been used to this day."
Ning Feng: "…………?"
……What?
What did you say, Watchmen?
"And he is the first known [prophet]."
"Indeed, the first president of the Watchers."
Bang!
The stool beneath Ning Feng made a soft creak, and he couldn't help but shift slightly.
What did you say! ?
The first president of the Watchers!?
"Hopefully, you're not too unfamiliar with him."
strangeness?
joke!
Ning Feng had certainly heard the story of the first president of the Watchers, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he grew up listening to the legends about him.
A legendary figure who found hope for humanity in countless dire situations, he is a true hero of humankind.
His story spans three hundred years of the Dark Ages. In the eyes of supernatural beings, he is a ruthless executioner and a cunning schemer, but in the eyes of all humanity, he is undoubtedly the true savior.
It is no exaggeration to say that the stories that have been passed down are worthy of being called novels.
When Ning Feng lost his composure, the Stargazer looked at him and said softly:
"And you are also a [prophet]."
I……
Am I a prophet?
Do I have the same abilities as that person?
But one thing brought Ning Feng to his senses.
With a furrowed brow, he looked intently at the stargazer and said, word by word:
"I am not him."
He dislikes fatalism.
I really don't like it.
Even if the leader of the Watchers is truly great, Ning Feng is not him.
He is not anyone's reincarnation; he is simply Ning Feng, nothing more.
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