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Chapter 477 We Are Too Small (Plus Two In One)

How long did the war between the archangel and the three gods last?
No one can count them all.

The gods watching the battle only knew how many times the day and night changed. As for whether it was a few days or more than ten days, no one noticed.

For these near-immortal gods, whether it is a few days or more than ten days is the same, it is equivalent to a few minutes in the eyes of mortals.

The storm of Utus was set off several times and collapsed several times. The original blue sea became cloudy and the nearby land was soaked under the water. Lowry's divine power shook the surface and made the earth tremble continuously. Cracks appeared, and violent earthquakes shook everything on the ground.

The aftermath of the war destroyed this side of the world unsightly. The only thing to be thankful for is that this place is uninhabited.

When the gods chose the place of battle, they considered several times. No one settled in this area, and no one even passed through it for centuries. It can be said that no matter who wins this battle, it is almost impossible to affect the mortals on the ground.

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Going back for a while, before the battle broke out, neither the angels nor the gods noticed that there was a religious group heading towards the Holy Land.

They were going on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land, but due to various accidents along the way, they had to take a long detour, so that they walked for more than 30 days before completing the six-day journey of ordinary people.

But now, the religious group has gone for more than ten days, and the Holy Land is still out of reach.

Since the order had to leave the desert due to lack of supplies, and there was only one guide, their progress was much slower than expected.

"It's almost fifty days, almost fifty days!"

Wildo kicked the stone, full of resentment:
"The Prophet Norn took forty days to arrive in the Old Kingdom, and these forty days meant God's test.

And what about us?It has been almost fifty days, and it will be two forty days in a short time. Does God want to test us twice? "

This situation not only happened to Wildo, because the Holy Land was far away, many people in the church complained about this pilgrimage.

The hardships of the pilgrimage have repeatedly exceeded the expectations of true believers.

Looking at the resentful Wildo, the old believer said lightly:

"Let's go, save some effort..."

Before he finished speaking, the old believer coughed violently twice.

Wildo wanted to bicker, but after hearing the cough, he suddenly fell silent.

Visible to the naked eye, these days, the old believers are much weaker than before.

This is predictable. The old believers are old and frail. It is said that they are already in their 60s. Fortunately, the bumpy road along the pilgrimage and the harsh environment caused further deterioration of the body, which put a serious burden on the already weak body of the old believers.

Seeing the weakened appearance of the old believer, Wildo had an ominous premonition—he might be dying.

This should have been something to be thankful for.

Once the old believer is dead and he is his godson, then the purse of the church must fall into his control.

But Wildo couldn't accept that scene, and he didn't even want to imagine it.

Wildo didn't know what was wrong with him, wasn't he an indifferent wanderer?

Rationality told him that he had better pray to God to let the old believers die as soon as possible, but today's Wildo is unable to do so.

When dusk fell, the order stopped again and camped in place.

The old believers are playing with branches, writing and drawing on the ground,

"How many more days are left? I have a hunch that the Holy Land is getting closer and closer to us."

Wildo said sarcastically:

"There are at most 30 more days, so that's just enough to make up [-] days, that is, two forty days.

You see how much God values ​​us to put us through two trials. "

Uncharacteristically, the old believer did not refute this statement,
"You're right, maybe you really have to go through two forty days, but don't be afraid, the first forty days have already passed, haven't you?"

Wildo was at a loss for words for a while, and the old believer's voice was softer than he remembered, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Look at the ground, the word is 'got', another word you should be familiar with."

The old believer pointed to the words on the ground with a branch and asked.

"Redemption, right?"

Wildo recognized the words and said,
"The combination is 'salvation'."

The old believer nodded,
"Continue, I will teach you one hundred more today."

Fifty more than before.

Wildo thought so, and asked involuntarily:

"Why are you so indifferent? I can't remember so much in one day. A little less, and the rest will be left behind. We still have a lot of time."

The old believer casually said:

"I don't have that much time, I guess I'm going to die in the Holy Land."

Wildo was silent for a while, and after a while, he squeezed out the words:
"OK then…"

In this way, the old believer taught Wildo, and after he had memorized all the hundred words written on the ground, he put down the branch and let out a long breath as if relieved.

"It's a tough road."

The old believer sighed.

Wildo raised his head and said in surprise:

"I thought you were enjoying it and didn't think it was too difficult."

The old believer shook his head and said:
"I am also a human being, and I am still an old man. If you find it difficult, I find it even more difficult."

After hearing this, Wildo remembered something and asked:

"You say you're going to die in the Holy Land? Is that true? It can't be true, can it?"

The old believer didn't answer directly, but just said:

"I don't know if you've ever seen an elephant.

It is said that when an old elephant is about to die, it will go to the elephant grave together with other old elephants in the herd, and then meet death there. "

Wildo understood the meaning of the words,
"This is cruel..."

The old believer nodded,

"Who said it wasn't?

But dying in a holy place and being buried in that holy place is already the greatest satisfaction.

Speaking of which, there are actually many, many regrets in my life. I am not ready to face death.

However, many people in the world are not prepared, so if you think about it, it's nothing. "

Hearing this, Wildo asked subconsciously:

"What regret do you have? What is the biggest regret?"

The old believer said slowly:
"It's actually nothing.

As for the biggest regret,"

The old believer paused, his eyes cloudy and weak.

"My biggest regret...

God didn't seem to have forgiven me yet, and He never gave me another chance. "

He said so.

Wildo knew why the old believers would say that. The accidental fire took the life of his son, and his wife died of depression. His wife and children died because of his fault, and he had countless For the first time, I begged God to give Him one more chance.

Give him one more chance, so that he can save all of this, so that the disaster will not happen.

At this moment, the old believer murmured,

"The past is in the past, and everything is beyond your control."

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The religious order is still moving towards the holy land. The journey of many days has worn down the spirit of the true believers, and gradually weakened the originally firm will.

The minor injuries and illnesses along the way made the already difficult journey even worse.

The priest of the order tried his best to maintain the proper order. To be honest, although the order is not rich in supplies, it is not considered a lack of supplies because it is walking in the forest. It is more because the spirit and will are gradually unable to withstand the journey. hardships.

The original self-satisfaction has slowly disappeared, replaced by anxiety, restlessness, complaints, and despair.

Although Wildo was equally miserable, his resentment seemed to be much less overnight, no matter what happened, he tried his best to endure it.

He no longer complained as much as before, but tried his best to maintain order and take the initiative to comfort others.

Such a change surprised even the church priests.

And when the priest saw the appearance of the old believer, he instantly understood something.

Although the spirit and will are constantly being worn down, the order still marches on the pilgrimage under the leadership of the guide.

They walked for about a few days, and they seemed to be getting closer to the Holy Land.

Aware of this fact, Wildo's restless heart slowly calmed down.

He showed more patience than before, and followed the old believers to learn how to read. He prayed with everyone, and began to learn to sing prayers seriously and devoutly.

He no longer regards the past advice of the old believer as the breeze passing by his ears, but captures every word in his memory and keeps it in his mind, and he will blow the whistle sent by the old believer from time to time , watching the flying pigeons, silent.

Thinking of the old believer who was getting weaker day by day, Wildo suddenly felt extremely reluctant.

It's like parting once you arrive at the Holy Land.

A few days later, for some reason, the ground became colder than before, the surrounding airflow showed signs of disorder, and the previously clear sky became dark and yellowish.

The sect is still moving forward. Although some people are worried about this, more people think that along the way, the sect has experienced countless winds and rains, and even experienced sandstorms. What are these things in front of them?

It's just... the changes in nature seem to have once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

One day later, the original visions suddenly increased. The dense forest was swept by the strong wind, and there were fallen leaves everywhere. The crisp sound of trees breaking could be heard endlessly. Everyone knew that a storm was coming.

"What's going on here? Why is there a sudden storm?!"

"God, God!"

"It's too late to leave, hurry up and find a place to hide!"

The true believers of the religious group panicked. They never imagined that the weather was fine a few days ago, but today there was a sudden storm.

Under the leadership of the priest of the religious order, they moved forward in a panic. It was unrealistic to leave here. The only way to move forward was to get out of the scope of the storm.

Bean-heavy rain fell from the cloud-covered sky.

"This is really abnormal. Is there some god who is displaying divine power?"

Under the attack of the strong wind, Wildo shouted in astonishment,
"What happened, why did they do this?"

The old believer raised his hand in front of him, his thin body swaying in the wind,
"Who knows if there are really gods who exert divine power?
Or maybe the gods were just having a picnic? "

The old believer's rare humor made Wildo laugh, and the young dwarf tried his best to walk in front of the old believer, blocking the continuous gust of wind for him.

"It's a big picnic, and if it's a picnic, we're pretty small."

(End of this chapter)