only god

Chapter 30 Where are we going?
Al was fidgeting.

He didn't know what the dragon bones found by the hunters were.

But he knew what this meant to Sabo.

"Father, isn't this something to be happy about?"

Tertullian looked at the dignified Yar in surprise, he didn't understand why Yar showed such an expression.

In his eyes, this should be cause for joy.

If the remains of a dragon can make people rejuvenate, and even lead to eternal life, then for their king, and for the entire kingdom, it will undoubtedly be a rare blessing.

You know, King Sabo led them from the ape-man era. He is the greatest hunter in the kingdom, admired by countless people, and everyone obeys him no less than his brother, the prophet Yaer.

Everyone knows that King Sabor and the prophet Yar symbolize the entire Logos civilization.

Therefore, Deltullian didn't understand why his father's face was so solemn.

Yar stopped, turned to look at Tertullian, took a deep breath, and said:
"I know, I know you have always admired your uncle Sappor, but, Tertullian, my son, I want to tell you... Where is there anything immortal in this world?"

Al paused, and continued:
"I know, you are all newborn calves, and you don't know what awe of the world is. You think that my old man's world is closed and pedantic, and you think that I am afraid that new things will challenge an old man's world...

But, I have to tell you that there are some things, just the way they are, and no matter what you do, they will never change.

It's like you can say red is 'green', you can confuse others, you can even reverse black and white, but... red is still red, the same law is there.

I want to tell you that I have a bad premonition about this, and I'm afraid... I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, the whole kingdom will be dragged into the abyss by this unknown thing. "

Tertullian was stunned to listen to his father's lesson. He couldn't turn his head around, but he didn't know how to refute his father.

On the other hand, Jalesto remained silent from beginning to end.

Of course Yar could tell who listened to what he said and who didn't.

However, the prophet no longer has the energy to teach the children.

He walked into the Garden of Laws and looked around at the golden wheat. Afterwards, the Prophet sighed. After all, he raised his head and looked at the shining light on the top of the mountain.

"Alesto."

Yar didn't look back, just said:

"Let's go up the mountain and walk to the top of the mountain together."

..............................

Jalesto and Ar came under the mountain.

Since the altar to worship the gods was built on the mountainside, the Logos people began to go to the mountains regularly for pilgrimage, and naturally, a spacious mountain road was stepped on.

The father and son climbed the mountain road, and relying on the excellent physical fitness of the Logos, they arrived at the altar on the mountainside from the foot of the mountain in less than half a day.

The altar is right in front of you, and it is guarded by Logos people all year round. Hundreds of sacrifices are placed in front of the altar, all of which are spontaneous sacrifices by the Logos people. Vegetables and fruits or exquisite handicrafts, no animal sacrifices.

Jalesto looked around and saw the throne built for King Sabor.

It was not only the throne, but also the place where King Sabo specially presented sacrifices. Only the sacrifices he presented had the right to be closest to the altar.

But to Jalesto's surprise, the throne of King Sabor was empty, and there were no sacrifices that should be offered.

Al also noticed this scene.

He was silent.

The father and son did not stay at the altar on the mountainside for long, and Yar hoped to climb to the top of the mountain as soon as possible to ask the gods.

Jalesto looked up at the long mountain road ahead, feeling cramped and overwhelmed. He followed his father's footsteps in the snow and moved forward step by step.

"Father,"

Jalesto asked in confirmation:
"You really want me to climb to the top of the mountain together?"

Yar turned around slowly, his old and spirited eyes fixed on Alesto.

He neither affirmed nor denied.

"You are my eldest son."

The voice fell to his ears, and Jalesto felt a "buzz", and a feeling of recognition settled in his heart instantly.

The cold wind was blowing from the mountains, Jalesto pretended to be calm and said:

"Well, so be it."

After finishing speaking, Jalesto raised his face, and a sense of sacred mission flooded into his chest.

Arles and Alesto climbed the mountain road slowly, and after an unknown period of time, they followed the previous path to the bottom of the mountain, but this time, Arles didn't let Alesto wait in place.

The father and son supported each other, climbed the cliff together, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

Jalesto raised his head cautiously, his eyes slowly falling forward.

A protruding branch was planted on the top of the mountain, and in front of that branch, stood a man with light all over his body.

Jalesto had envisioned numerous scenarios of meeting the gods, such as violent storms, lightning, thunder, and thunderbolts... He believed that he would see miracles beyond the reach of mortals.

But now, when he saw the god that everyone talked about for the first time, Jalesto was inevitably surprised.

Everything in front of me, there is no vision from the sky that has been passed down from word to mouth, or a flash of miraculous light, and there is no mighty power that makes people crawl, there is no heaven and earth, no lightning and thunder.

God stands there.

Everything is so peaceful.

Jalesto stared blankly at the shining figure. The young Logosian had a strange feeling: there were no visions or miracles to prove that the figure was a god, but... when he saw it for the first time Looking over, he was naturally sure that He was God.

just like…

He Himself is His own testimony.

"Aar, that's Jalesto, right?"

The Prophet Yar nodded slightly, and said softly:

"Lord, be my child as I am Your child."

After hearing this, God smiled. He heard the implication of Ar's words, and then set his sights on Alesto.

Just as Ar was his chosen one, so Aresto was the father's chosen one.

Facing God, Alesto opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but for a while he didn't know what to say.

Finally, he could only murmur:

"Oh God."

The god returned from the ancient chaos not long ago, and at this moment, he is looking at Ar and Alesto.

Arles and Jalesto lowered their heads slightly, and they both felt that God knew what was going on in their hearts with just one glance.

"Yar, you want to ask me?"

God said.

Yar didn't hide anything from him, and nodded heavily at this time.

"Lord, I pray that You will give us a definite answer. If not...then I pray that You will point us in the right direction."

After finishing speaking, Yar felt a burst of shame in his heart. After all these years, he who was chosen by God still had nothing to gain.

God smiled at him.

The father and son felt a little cramped, wondering if God would show them the way.

Because...God can do it, and God can not do it.

As long as he wants, he can make the Logos people experience thousands of years of confusion at any time.

Chen Yi turned around and looked into the distance, his gaze fell to the border of the world.

Ar and Jaresto didn't know what he was looking at, nor what he was thinking in his heart.

After a long time, I only heard God say:
"If you want to find the answer, you will have a hard journey."

Ar and Jalesto raised their heads at this moment, and they saw the god turning around slowly.

"Lord, where are we going?"

The father and son asked in unison,
"Lord. What is your plan for us? What do you want us to understand?"

God pointed to the boundaries of the world,
"There are some stories that are destined to be witnessed."

(End of this chapter)