291 You Believe in the Wrong God
The saint stared blankly at the hills of gold coins in front of her, feeling a little weird.
She nodded slightly.
“……thanks?”
Luo Ning smiled at her and said nothing more.
“Perseus.”
“Ow…?”
Perseus sat up from the ground in a second.
He had been in a daze just now, and when the abyss fear was released from the Leviathan Song, he was completely stunned, and he never recovered.
Suddenly, Luo Ning stopped his name, Perseus immediately sat up, and the fluffy wolf tail wagged unconsciously.
“Can you dig holes?”
Luo Ning pointed to the place where the mask was opened and asked
Although the Holy Maiden opened the ‘door’, the mountain outside the mask actually existed.
It’s not possible to go out directly, you have to cut a hole.
“…do you have to plan it by hand?”
“…”
Perseus asked cautiously.
In exchange for Luo Ning’s speechless expression.
Perseus walked over to Luoning, and was a little puzzled when he saw that the mask had opened.
I secretly admired the power of the Creator God.
How could this saintly girl take the initiative to let him go as a demon king? How terrifying is this God of Creation…
Perseus’s wolf claws glowed red, and he swung hard, and the mountain exploded a big hole.
Because of the powerful shredding force, the soil and gravel were torn into powder at the entrance of the cave.
There was wind blowing in from outside the cave, and the powder was quickly blown away.
“Ah-“
The Holy Maiden covered her nose and sneezed several times.
The mask that isolates the outside world and purifies the air allows the saint to live in an absolutely clean environment all the time, so she is very sensitive to changes in the outside world, and the slightest dust will choke.
Perseus walked out excitedly. He hadn’t seen the air outside for a long time, and he wagged his tail excitedly for a while.
Luo Ning followed behind the magic wolf and walked out of the mask.
Before the mask was about to close itself, Luo Ning looked back at the saint again.
He kept his voice down.
“There is more than just the God of Light in the world…”
“It’s never too late to look back if you find that your beliefs have always been questionable.”
“Also, the God of Creation is not the incapable person as you say, but how many nights he spent and how many brain cells he burned to death to conceive this world that doesn’t exist… You always It’s impossible to deny all his hard work in one bite, right?”
The corners of Luo Ning’s mouth opened slightly and smiled at her.
The saint came to her senses in a burst of astonishment.
“You are…”
‘Buzz…’
There was a ripple in the mask, and it was completely merged.
The space inside and outside is completely isolated by a thin layer of enchantment.
The magnificence of the interior space may be called a paradise, but… in the vast land, there are countless beautiful scenery without borders. In comparison, the ‘Taoyuan’ here is a pretty birdcage at best.
It is not only the enchantment that imprisoned them, but also their own inner world that has become narrow.
Ignorance of piety is not a religion… As Raphael told Raz, they were all deceived by the God of Light.
The Son of Light creates the sun and sheds light?
Luo Ning looked at the fierce sun above his head and suddenly smiled.
He is the one who made this thing hang in the sky.
Not to mention the sun, all the elements in this world are his perfect settings, and these people don’t think about it seriously, what should the word ‘creation god’ mean?
Since we have to be sincerely grateful to the gods who brought them light, we also have to figure out who brought them the light…
Luo Ning sighed helplessly.
He asked Perseus to bring a large rock and fill in the missing part of the mountain.
Perseus turned into the appearance of an uncle werewolf. He grabbed a few handfuls of soil and stuffed it into the cracks of the stone. After finishing, he pressed it down to compact those cracks.
“Speaking of which…Aren’t you afraid that the saint will tell the God of Light your information?”
Perseus asked curiously.
Although he didn’t understand what Luo Ning said to the saint, he could vaguely sense that the saint had probably guessed Luo Ning’s identity.
“Don’t be afraid, she won’t say it.”
“Why…?” Perseus was puzzled.
“It’s not good for her to say it.”
Luo Ning looked around, he didn’t see the familiar wooded area, so he started to walk around the mountain to have a look.
“She has some self-doubt now. If she really told the God of Light about this and asked the God of Light, ‘Who created the light’… What do you think the God of Light would think?”
“God of Light, maybe give an explanation to the Holy Maiden…?” Perseus said tentatively.
“The God of Light will feel that he is being questioned. Being questioned by his own followers.”
“There are two consequences to this,” Luo Ning said as he walked. “The God of Light made up a lie to explain, and then the God of Light himself became distrustful because he was questioned.”
“Second, the God of Light did not explain, and the Holy Maiden’s heart will be further shaken.”
“In fact, no matter what, when the Holy Maiden tried to understand what I said, this crack has already appeared, and none of them can repair it.”
“This saint is also a smart woman with a bright mind. I can also see that she cares about her believers very much. Although she opened her mouth and shut her mouth and scolded them old men, this woman actually cherishes them. This is from the believers who came to point the finger at me just now. When she suddenly becomes flustered, you can see it clearly. Therefore, she will not take risks with her companions.”
“Tell the god of light about me and question the origin of the god of light’sunlight’. This matter does not benefit her at all, so she won’t say it.”
“Isn’t she a devout believer? Don’t even have faith for the sake of her peers?”
Perseus frowned, still a little confused.
He hated the sun, so he picked up a big rock and put it on his head as a parasol.
This stone is estimated to be several hundred kilograms, but for Perseus’ arm strength, lifting it is no different from holding an umbrella.
Naturally, Perseus couldn’t understand what these believers were thinking. The demons had no faith, so they lived their lives very casually.
“Religion is indeed piety, but from the moment she shakes, she is not piety.”
Luo Ning shook his head and replied.
But he couldn’t give Perseus a detailed explanation either.
In fact, piety and doubt are not in conflict.
For the saint who has been baptized by the Holy See since childhood, faith has been engraved in her soul, she can’t get rid of her faith, only faith can make her live. Just like people need to eat, drink, and drink, faith is one of the needs for her to survive.
However, no matter which god you believe in, it is called belief. It depends on whether she wants to understand or not, whether she is willing to accept the fact that she has always believed in the wrong God.
“Well…” Perseus thought for a long time, and he asked Luoning another question.
“You really want to find a place for them to live?”
Perseus held the big stone in both hands, and asked endlessly in Luoning’s ear as he walked.
Luo Ning disliked his slag boulder and couldn’t help but distance himself from him.
“It depends on the mood, not necessarily.” He replied casually.
Locking his eyes on the woods ahead, Luo Ning felt familiar, so he quickened his pace.
He took out a bone flute from his pocket and blew it lightly beside his mouth.
‘woo, woo’
Two cheerful syllables.
“Choo Choo Choo!”
A few more cheerful responses came not too far ahead.
“Ooooooooooooo!!!”
Then a white shadow rushed out like the wind.
“Ughhhhhh!!”
And a series of screams of little angels who haven’t had time to react because they just woke up.
Raz, who was sitting on the back of the White Feather Dragon, opened his eyes wide, and his eyes immediately locked on Luo Ning.
“Lord God!!”
The sleepiness disappeared, Raz raised his hand and waved until the white feather dragon braked with his heel not far from Luo Ning, and Raz flew out inertialy.
She fell out not too far before flapping her wings and turning back.
Just like a clingy spirit, you have to throw yourself into Luo Ning’s arms.
But stopped in the next second.
“God, God, God, Lord!!”
“You can’t eat the gods, you idiot!!”
Luo Ning’s entire head was held in Bai Yulong’s mouth, and a series of dripping saliva flowed down Luo Ning’s upper body.
Not only Raz, but even Perseus on the side was dumbfounded.
Luo Ning raised his wrist and gave Bai Yulong a punch, kicked it away, and then wiped his face with his cloak in disgust, wiping off the sticky saliva.
“Lord God…”
Raz tugged at the corner of Luo Ning’s clothes, and Luo Ning looked down.
Raz stretched out his short arm horizontally, pointing his fingers straight at Perseus who was holding the stone.
“Lord God, who is he?”
“This seat, this seat is one of the seven demon kings, the Sky Splitting Werewolf, little guy, we have met before.” Perseus answered first, and greeted him warmly.
He put the stone on his head, took out a hand and shook it.
Raz thought for a few seconds, and she vaguely remembered that Lord God was coming to rescue a demon king.
But……
Raz stood on tiptoe, climbed onto Luo Ning’s body, hung his arms around his waist, and asked Luo Ning quietly.
“Lord God, is this Demon King stupid? Why does he look… stupid?”
Raz said and glanced at Perseus with his eyes.
Not to mention, Perseus is really stupid when he is holding the stone and waiting in place.
Luo Ning pursed his lips and did not answer.
Perseus’s sensitive hearing naturally listened to Raz’s words. Although he was a little angry, he was not angry with the little followers of the God of Creation.
There is no need to have the same knowledge as a child… Moreover, the God of Creation is really scary.
After these two days of getting along, Perseus fully realized the horror of the God of Creation.
No wonder the First Demon King Lilulu protected him so much.
Perseus was uncomfortable being stared at by this child. He thought about it, perhaps because his posture of walking with a stone was a little awkward?
So he threw the stone and moved his shoulders.
“Go back now?”
“Well, go directly back to Demon King City.” Luo Ning nodded.
“Huh…?” Laz stretched the syllable and asked Luo Ning with his head tilted.
“What about Miss Milia?”
