only god

Chapter 48 God's Word Will Be Confirmed

Al looked sadly at King Sabo who had rolled to the ground.

The elders and wise men of the Logos surrounded King Sabo in a panic, with panic showing from their eyes. They looked at King Sabo who had fallen into madness due to fear, and they didn't know what to do for a while, and the elders and wise men also panicked up.

The prophet, who was thought to be dead, is now back alive.

After the initial panic, the guards loyal to King Sabo hurriedly pushed away the elders and wise men and took King Sabo back. Then, under the leadership of the chief guard, they slowly walked up the long steps of the palace, intending to take Ya Surrounded by Er and Alesto.

The eldest son of King Sabo followed behind the guards. He carried his father helplessly and followed the guards as if he was being held hostage.

In the kingdom, there were panicked crowds everywhere, emotions such as doubt, puzzlement, fear, etc. were written on people's faces, there was noise in all directions, and people's hearts set off turbulent waves.

"The Prophet is back?"

"It's the prophet... the prophet and his eldest son!"

"He, didn't he betray God? How could he be intact?"

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The Prophet returned suddenly, King Sabor fell from his palace and went mad... The development of the situation was beyond the comprehension of many Logosians.

Even the guards who were about to surround the palace wavered.

"The king said that the prophet is dead, that is a false prophet!"

The chief guard issued orders loudly, temporarily calming down the minds of the guards.

Arles and Jalesto stood upright on the palace, and the strong guards stepped forward, and they were arrested on the spot as long as the head of the guard gave an order.

"What are you going to do?"

"God chose my father on a high mountain, on the top of the mountain where God stands."

Jalesto took a step forward and yelled at the guards who surrounded him.

"The king is here, do you want to listen to the words of a man of unknown origin?"

The chief guard said immediately after hearing the words.

Although the guards were sluggish, they still stepped forward under the command of the chief guard.

The guards got closer and closer, but Yar and Jalesto showed no sign of retreating.

Instead, Al took a step forward.

In his hand, he held the horn tightly.

I saw Yar's face was calm, and the palace was surrounded by big water driven by narwhals. The prophet raised the unicorn in his hand, like a supreme scepter, pointing to the big water.

At this time, the Logos people were terrified. The narwhal with the broken horn sensed something and excitedly sang the whale song. The wall of water driven by the horned whales is slowly rushing towards the palace, and the water is coming menacingly towards the tall steps of the palace.

This miraculous power shocked everyone's hearts, and the guards were even more terrified, dropping their weapons one after another. The faces of the chief guard and the eldest son of King Sabo turned pale instantly.

Ar and Jaresto walked down the steps slowly from the palace. Every time they took a step forward, the chief guard and the eldest son of King Sabor took a step back.

"prophet…"

"That's really the prophet Aar chosen by God!"

"The Prophet, the Prophet has really returned!"

Seeing that those narwhals who did not obey King Sabor's will now obeyed Ar's orders, the Logos people in front of the palace no longer questioned them, and they knelt down under the great authority far superior to the king , shouted loudly the prophet of God.

The Prophet and his son walked down the palace slowly. Finally, the head of the guard and the eldest son of King Sabo retreated below the long steps. Their feet trembled, and their faces could not help but show fear.

This fear is not only for God represented by the father and son, but also for his own future.

At this moment, King Sabo woke up from his madness a little bit. He raised his head and saw the light shining behind the two of them.

The radiance stung his eyes and stung his heart.

King Sabo frantically struggled to get rid of the support of his eldest son. He pushed the chief guard and his eldest son away, stretched out his hand, and pointed to Ar and Jaresto on the long steps, staring at them.

He couldn't forget that dream.

The dream in which the original will appeared to him.

In the struggle between the king and the prophet, the chosen prophet was victorious.

And his eldest son, Alesto, will sit on the throne of the king that belongs to him in the future.

"I curse you, my brother!"

So King Sabo cursed hoarsely:
"I pray with my voice to my god that your two sons, Alesto and Tertullian, shall fight each other, shall contend for the throne, shall honor each other's humiliation, shall fight each other with swords. Behold, blood shall be shed, and one shall sit on the throne, and the other shall be vain and usurped, shall there be no mercy in each other's eyes!"

"I curse you, I call on my God, and my God will answer the curse!"

Al's lips quivered.

King Sabo's vicious curse rang in his ears.

Jalesto walked down the steps, his eyes only filled with anger towards King Sabor.

He is not his father, he has a brotherly relationship with King Sabor, and the priest of the Law Garden is not like Deltullian, who has great admiration for the glory of the king in front of him.

Jalesto drew out the bone knife in his arms, strode forward, and stabbed King Sabor's cursed throat.

King Saber's eyes widened, air flowed out from the hole in his neck, blood surged up his throat, blocking the curse words, he fell backwards whimpering, unable to speak a word.

The king looked at Jalestos, who killed himself, and at the man who wanted to take away his throne. He wanted to curse, cursed that this kingdom would never prosper in the hands of the prophet’s heirs, and would suffer suffering until it perishes in the long river of history. inside.

However, he could not utter a single sound, and died like this.

Al turned his back.

He walked up the long steps slowly, and let the elders and wise men surround Jalesto and the slain King Sabor. He tried to empty his mind and think about nothing.

The prophet lost God and lost his brother.

Yar's heart was empty, many things were slowly passing away, and the hurricane of the mind swept away the last leaves, leaving him nothing.

The prophet didn't know how he walked into the palace. When he came back to his senses, the ancient king's throne was already close in front of him.

He did not approach, but stood before the king's throne.

Jalesto broke away from the panic-stricken elders and wise men, he hurried up the steps and appeared in front of the palace gate.

Al slowly turned his head in disbelief.

He happened to see Alesto.

The elders and wise men followed behind. Few of these highly prestigious people in the kingdom cared about the dead king of Sabor. The power chased after Jaresto like a swarm of flies.

Yar stared blankly at his eldest son.

Everything must testify to the word of God.

Not my brother Saber...

But his own sons, Tertullian and Alesto, will establish a great country in the future.

　I will go to various places to promote this book in the past few days, and see if I can increase the follow-up reading

　　
　
(End of this chapter)