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Chapter 15 The Birth of the Prophet

Yar stood still, he had imagined the answer, every Logosian had imagined.

But I never thought that the answer would be so shocking and so natural.

Yar looked up at the light after the dark clouds broke.

The figure that had been seen fell from the light on the mountain.

He felt an unparalleled shock in his whole body.

The figure slowly walked over, and Yar was on the verge of falling. After getting the answer, his whole body relaxed, and he could no longer support himself, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Aar, Ar of the Logos."

The chief priest trembled all over. Hearing this voice at this moment, he wanted to get up from the ground so that he would not be so embarrassed.

I saw that figure walked up to Yaer, and he stretched out his hand, and the snow on the top of the mountain melted instantly, turning into clear and clean water,

Yar stared at this scene dumbfounded, only to see that figure picked up the water, put one hand on his shoulder, and washed his face.

It's like some kind of soft reward, like a father caring for his child, like some kind of... I don't know how to describe it.

The hand brushed his face, and the original wound and dust disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yar was taken aback by this, a surge of strength surged through his limbs.

Slowly getting up from the ground, Yaer looked at the figure, staring blankly.

Vigorous life burst from Yar's thin body.

At the beginning of the journey, he miscalculated the danger and difficulty of mountain climbing, but at this moment, he found that death also miscalculated the development of things.

He went to the top of the mountain and saw the existence that gave language.

"Why do we die..."

Yar murmured that he had the answer,

"Because our spirit has to come alive."

"This is the answer you want."

That being said so.

Yar raised his face, looked at him, and asked tremblingly:

"Why...why didn't you just appear to us? There are many people on earth who want... want this answer."

The voice of existence is forgiving and gentle:
"Because the answer cannot be given, but for you to comprehend."

Al listened to all this and was overwhelmed by the words.

It wasn't until this moment that Yar realized it belatedly.

Reason lies in understanding.

When the answer falls from the sky, reason is no longer attached to understanding.

At that point, reason is dead.

Countless thoughts popped out of Yar's mind, he was almost unable to stand still, and tears welled up in his eyes, which was the happiness of seeking knowledge.

At first it was just a low sob, then gradually it turned into a wail, and finally into an uncontrollable wail.

It seems that as long as you are in front of that figure, no matter how cowardly you are, you will be greatly forgiven.

After an unknown amount of time, Yar finally stopped and slowly wiped away the tears on his cheeks.

The radiant figure was still in front of Yar.

In front of Him, Yar let go of his defenses and asked aloud:
"You must know a lot, but I want to know what we logos will do in the future. Is there anything that can beat death?"

He stared at Yar and said softly:

"You want to overcome death?"

Al nodded emphatically.

After a moment of hesitation, the figure stared at Yar.

Al had a feeling: He was staring at himself, but not at himself, as if he was staring at his future.

Finally, He whispered a simple sentence.

After hearing this, Yar was stunned, and couldn't help murmuring this sentence:

"That which does not condemn, that does not fear, that does not persecute, that endures long, that knows no end, overcomes death."

The chief priest was immediately fascinated by it, and the excitement and desire for knowledge welled up in his heart.

These words seem to reveal the answer, but the answer is still hidden in the dark, waiting for the world to find it.

Al was deeply in shock.

That answer, once revealed, will triumph over death.

The mystery passed down through the ages is close at hand...

Yar raised his head slowly, looked at the figure with admiration, and said in a trembling voice from the bottom of his heart:
"You are light, you are reason, you are life..."

"You are…"

A great word capable of encompassing everything breaks out of the spirit.

"host,"

"my God!"

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Ar went down the mountain, and God sent him down the mountain.

Chen Yi watched Yaer's figure gradually drifting away in the mountains and forests.

Yaer found the answer, and when he realized it, Chen Yi felt a certain change.

He bowed his head.

His figure seemed to lose a trace of illusion.

"The world understands death...the understanding of the world makes my existence stable."

Standing on the top of a high mountain, God ponders the connection between the two.

Moreover, in the conversation with Yar, I vaguely saw his future.

It seemed to be made of some kind of pale gold thread intertwined.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi casually looked at a certain unicorn on the ground.

The unicorn croaked and chewed the fresh grass.

Chen Yi saw the golden thread, pointing to the river water vaguely.

Not long after, the unicorn turned around and walked towards the rushing river, as if he was full and thirsty.

Immediately afterwards, it lowered its head to draw water.

"Did you see the future?"

The pale golden silk thread is like a thread of fate, pointing to a certain future direction.

God stared at the thread of fate, the pale golden thread was not firm and not exact, it could only lead to an approximate location.

"not bad."

A smile appeared on Chen Yi's face.

His joy is not only because the existence is stabilized, but also because after being stabilized, the world and himself are further integrated, so that he can see the thread of destiny.

Moreover, with the thread of fate, many things can be seen more clearly.If those people in the world are going to self-destruction, like a child about to fall off a cliff, I can know in advance and can further interfere in the world.

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Yar returned to the Kingdom of Logos.

King Sabo had only seen a few hunters returning before, and when he heard the news of Yaer's disappearance from the latter, he was about to execute those hunters in a rage.

However, Yar is back, the living Yar is back.

The kingdom of Logos was in a state of uproar, and the great high priest got the answer from the top of the mountain.

The ultimate problem that plagued the entire Logos is finally coming to an end.

Countless people gathered in the square, and the elders or sages among the Logos gathered in the palace.

In the palace, King Sabo looked at Yaer in disbelief. The latter was dusty, but his eyes were full of brilliance.

His appearance made King Sabo both worried and curious.

"Yar, where is the answer to death?"

King Saber asked excitedly.

"In the sky instead of the earth, in the mountains instead of the ravines, in the spirit instead of the body. There, I saw God. That is the fire in your mouth."

Yar whispered about his experience, from the initial climbing to the avalanche, to the death of the wise man, and the last struggle.

King Sabo listened silently, sighing in his heart from time to time, and at the end, when he met God at the high mountain of Alden, he was deeply shocked.

Not only the king of Sabo, many Logos gathered in the palace, some are wise men or sages, some are long-lived elders, some are brave hunters, without exception, they are all impressed by Yar's lifelike narration Amazed by the journey.

"You said you saw a beam of light, and that figure descended..."

King Saber couldn't help asking.

Everyone looked straight at Yar, for fear of missing a word.

Yar nodded slowly, and said softly:
"I asked: 'Why do we die?'"

"God said:"

"'For the hypocritical body dies, that the true spirit shall live hereafter.'"

The voice fell to the ears, and everyone present was in a great shock.

A thunder of the soul hit the reason, making them wake up suddenly from the cloud of death.

From then onwards,

Yaar is revered as a prophet.

For he was the first to know God.

(End of this chapter)