only god

Chapter 369 Mother? !
The tall and majestic temple made of gold stood tall, with thousands of steps in front of it, and the river of light stretched across the sky, like golden silk for decoration, and like the border of a thunder pool warning the golden temple.

Mira didn't just stop and look, but Ainos looked up at her from behind her. The girl's eyes were solemn, suddenly like a king commanding the stars.

Could she really be... an emissary of God?
For no reason, such thoughts jumped into Ainos's heart.

how can that be…

Enos subconsciously denied her thoughts.

Could it be that if a person plays the role of God's messenger many times, will he really be God's messenger?

Reason told the princess that it was just that Mira played too much, and he couldn't help but feel that she was the messenger of God. This feeling was an illusion.

In Ainos's sensibility, she believed that Mira was the messenger of God, but only [-]% of it.

She could come up with many reasons to convince herself that Mira was the messenger of God, and no one would be the messenger of God except Mira.

But the other [-]% of sensibility denied this possibility.

Enos didn't know why this happened.

From an emotional point of view, even if the conclusive evidence that Mira is the messenger of God appears in front of him, he would rather not believe that Mira is the messenger of God.

She always felt that the messenger of God would not come to her side casually, and the messenger of God must be someone else.

The princess also didn't want Mira to be the messenger of God.

God's messengers, or prophets, they often have to shoulder something and lose something...

In the history recorded in that scripture, the prophet Ar lost his brother; Mesia who came to the world lost his life as a mortal; the prophet Norn suffered untold sufferings as a slave; Soramus, the prophet, also witnessed all kinds of sorrows on his long journey.

A prophet is both a glory and a slave.

There are difficulties and obstacles on the road, you have to overcome them, you have to be strong, you have seen countless critics, you have to shout, you have to preach, the life of a prophet is always on the road, loneliness is the wilderness where the prophet meets God, pain is comfort and boredom The bitter soup of God, they depend on nothing but God.

Thinking of this, thinking of Mira experiencing such a fate, Ainos became short of breath, and the invisible pressure rushed to her shoulders, as if to overwhelm her in the small cemetery. On the tombstone, there was only one epitaph: I suffer, Alone, I have chills.

Mira had already walked up, Enoss came back to her senses, and she followed slowly.

As the princess got closer and closer to the golden palace, for some reason, the golden heart in her chest gradually beat gently.

At first, Ainos thought it would be extremely painful, after all, it was always like this before, but to her surprise, the beating of the golden heart was very gentle, like a seductive woman, trying to lead Ainos to a certain place.

Mila was walking ahead, Enos thought for a while and decided not to say anything.

As the gate of the golden temple got closer, the apprentice priests waiting for the temple saw the two women who were stepping forward. One of the apprentice priests was stunned, and he recognized that it was the original messenger in people's rumors .

Mira walked slowly in front of those apprentices. The leading apprentice opened his mouth wide, and he froze in place, unable to speak a word.

The girl was not in a hurry, she waited quietly.

After a while, the apprentice finally said:

"God...you are, you are...the original messenger?!"

Mira lowered her voice and said expressionlessly:

"God sent me here."

After these words fell on the ground, the apprentices looked at Mira in disbelief, and immediately afterward, they all showed expressions of admiration.

Those plain words seemed to reveal her identity in front of this group of people.

Mira and Ainos passed them and walked straight into the golden hall.

The leading apprentice priest hurriedly followed, and hurriedly said:
"At the altar on the second floor, the elders are all there, waiting for you for a long time."

"how long?"

Mira asked, without looking back.

"Thousands of years, the elders have been waiting for you generation after generation, and the entire city under the city is waiting for you."

The voice of the Priest's Apprentice is humble and fervent.

Mira just nodded, and walked straight towards the stairs in the hall.

Ainos looked around at the hall in front of her. This hall was similar to the gathering place of some city-state citizens' assembly or Senate.

And right above the hall stood a throne made of pure gold, as if reserved for someone, waiting for his return.

Mira and Enos walked up to the second floor, and the apprentice priests led them in front, pointing them to the location of the elders.

It was a circular room deep in the Golden Temple.

Thousands of years ago, Shan En gathered the power of all gods and created the human race in that secret space.

And in this imitation golden palace, the circular room was transformed into an altar and meeting place.

The elders of the original church gathered here, and every decision they made would affect countless original believers in the world, even enough to affect the rise and fall of an empire.

When the apprentice priest pushed open the heavy door, Mira finally met the elders of the original church.

The light in the room was dim, and the faces of the elders were hidden in the shadows.

The latter all stared at Mira who came suddenly, and everyone was silent for a while.

Ainos looked at the altar, and she found that the shape of this altar was very similar to the altar in the Bone Church, with the same patterns painted on it, and the religious paintings behind it were the same.

And most importantly, on the round altar, there was also a stone seat that was smashed to pieces, and the name of the owner of this seat was erased, as if it was deliberately concealed by someone.

It's almost like... an expulsion curse...

Enos sighed in her heart.

In the history of the Deschanel Empire, if there was a tyrant who caused disasters everywhere, the Senate would remove his name from various decrees, chronicles, and poems after he was deposed or died, and expected to completely erase him. traces of existence.

But...why do these original church people want to remove the name of the person who had that seat?

Just for cursing?Or……

Before Enos could think about the result, at the center of the round altar, a woman holding a golden patriarchal scepter slowly stood up.

"Are you from God?"

The woman's voice was soft, and she didn't sound like a cultist at all.

Enos froze in place.

This, this voice?

The princess couldn't stop taking two steps forward, she suspected that she had heard wrong.

Before she knew it, she had already walked up to the altar, and with her excellent eyesight, she could see the woman's face clearly in the dim light.

That is…

Mother? !
　Push a friend's book, a masterpiece of longevity.It tells the story that the protagonist obtains the catalog of heroic spirits, and then embarks on the ethereal road to eternal life.

　　The plot is smooth and the logic is reasonable. The mortal body is no more than a fungus or a cricket, and the only person lives the same life as the world.

　　At the same time, the author of this book is also a book friend of this book. He has always supported me. Tomorrow is the critical time for further reading. I hope everyone can support me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)