only god

Chapter 32 Meeting the Logos of the Sea
Arles and Jalesto had no experience of sailing. In the hundreds of years of their lives, the father and son only had the experience of drifting on a raft.

Therefore, Alesto looked at the canoe that could only accommodate two people. Although it was obviously different from a raft, Alesto did not believe that it could travel smoothly in the turbulent water.

Contrary to the eldest son, Al had unwavering faith before God.

He got into the canoe first.

Seeing his father sitting in the canoe without saying a word, Jalesto gritted his teeth and followed after hesitation.

"Lord, how are we going to get there?"

After getting into the canoe, Jalesto asked in a low voice.

"You have to see, you have to go to the sea."

God answered in this way.

Jalesto listened to the short words, "the sea"... He had never heard this word, not only him, but his father also heard it for the first time.

For a long time, the vision of the Logos people has been limited to the natural boundary divided by a large river or a section of mountains. Everyone has seen streams, rivers, lakes...but no one has ever seen the "sea", so it is impossible Some people know that there is still a "sea" in this world.

Before the father and son could think carefully, God stretched out his hand towards the canoe and dragged it up.Jalesto lowered his head, and saw the canoe rising out of nowhere. At this moment, he raised his head in a panic, and saw God turn around again, and took a step forward.

In the blink of an eye, the entire canoe covered an incalculable distance, as if suddenly flashing from the beginning of the world to a place near the border of the world.

Jalesto closed his eyes out of fear, and only opened his eyes nervously when he felt that the canoe was gradually stabilizing, leaving only slight shaking.

Blue, majestic, vast…

When Jalesto opened his eyes, the Logosian in animal skins was startled.

It was the first time he saw such a water surface, which was much larger than the widest lake surface he had seen before.

Jalesto didn't know how to describe the scene before him...

There are no mountains in front, and no lakeside in the back... In all directions, there is no place where you can go ashore, and there is no land that can be called the end.

The world is as vast as the sky and water?There is such a vast and deep lake?

The unprecedented shock, visually impacted his soul.

Jalesto felt that this was the first time he experienced such a vast miracle, it was like an exaggerated legend passed down by word of mouth among the older generation.

Canoes have paddles.

Just when Jalesto fell into a huge shock, Yar had recovered, lowered his head, and paddled the oars on the canoe.

Feeling the movement of the ship on the waves, Jalesto slowly recovered from the shock, and he subconsciously looked around.

He saw a figure on the undulating sea in the distance, with light all over his body, walking on the water as if walking on flat ground.

Jalesto couldn't help raising his head, got up from the boat, and wanted to move forward.

However, Arles grabbed Jalesto, and his eldest son lost his balance and fell back into the canoe.

Chen Yi faced the father and son, pointing to the border of the world, just said:

"Go there, the answer to victory over death is there."

The father and son listened to these words in a daze, and when the words fell, God turned around, miraculously flashed out of thin air, and disappeared on the surface of the sea.

On the vast sea, only father and son are left.

Jalesto was stunned, he looked straight at the direction where the god disappeared.

God. Is there any arrangement?

What does he want, what does he want us to understand?
Jalesto didn't know, he could only guess in his heart.

That is the god of the world, the only one in the world.

No matter what God arranges, it will have an irreversible impact on the entire world.

Jalesto thought that every act of God must have its meaning.

And that meaning is beyond the comprehension of myself as a mortal.

After a long time, he turned his head and stared blankly at his father.

God impressively brought them to the vast sea, performed great miracles, and left them behind in a blink of an eye.

Jalesto could not understand what such an arrangement was for.

Compared with him, the Prophet is much calmer and more prosaic.

Al held the oars without panic, pulling and pushing, and he applied his previous experience of rowing rafts to this canoe.

The eldest son of the prophet wanted to ask many doubts. Seeing his father’s indifferent face, it was difficult to blurt out those questions for a while. He came back to his senses, grabbed the other oar with one hand, and the two began to move in the direction indicated by God.

It was early in the morning when we set off, and in the blink of an eye, with the waves of the sea, noon came.

Jalesto raised his eyes and looked at the direction indicated by God. With his excellent eyesight, he suddenly saw a thick and disturbing chaotic black mist gathering in the distance.

When he saw the ancient chaos, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.

Several silver sea fish with fins flew out from under the water surface, and quickly fell back to the surface of the surging sea. Their pectoral fins opened like wings, they were flying fish.

"Father... what lies ahead?"

Jalesto asked anxiously.

"There will be tribulations, and I don't know anything else."

Al said so.

After hearing this, Alesto took a deep breath and rowed the oars harder.

The canoe was advancing on the sea, and it was noon now, and the sea was very calm, which was also conducive to their sailing.

As time passed and the noon sun slowly sank, Alesto noticed that day and night would soon be changing, and his anxiety grew with the passing of light.

Immediately afterwards, after the father and son vigorously separated a certain distance, Alesto pricked up his ears.

La, Suo...

Jalesto frowned.

"Father... did you hear that?"

"Hear what?"

Al asked back.

Jalesto leaned his head forward and listened carefully again,
"Singing...there is singing at sea!"

Jalesto said excitedly.

For some reason, the uneasiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Yar frowned instead, and muttered vigilantly:
"How can there be singing in the sea... Is there anyone there? Alesto, row closer, let me listen too."

Jalesto nodded. God left them here. After a whole day of wandering, they suddenly heard singing, which was a turnaround.

The uneasiness of the eldest son of the prophet was buried by the excitement of joy, and he strenuously rowed the oars forward.

Dora…

This time, Al also heard the singing.

"Listen, father, there is indeed singing, it is God's guidance!"

Jalesto shouted excitedly.

Yar's brows frowned even tighter, and he focused on his eldest son.

Strange...my eldest son is obviously a man who discerns wisdom and catches wind and shadows, so he has a lot of troubles. How could he be so excited when he heard a song?
The Prophet Yar vaguely felt something was wrong, but he didn't know where it was wrong.

"Then drive there."

Ar looked into the distance, listening to the singing, which happened to be in the direction they were sailing.

Jalesto nodded heavily, and he sat back in the boat, rowing the oars vigorously.

So, the Prophet and his son drove towards the sudden singing on the sea.

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