Chapter 3453 Just a little girl
Ennong was sitting on a bench at the end of the street, with the sun shining on his old face, and his voice was low and full of memories:
"When I officially became the Director of the Eye of Mist, I was thirty years old, a few days shy of my birthday. I was in my prime, my physical condition was at its peak, and I had infinite enthusiasm in my heart, which was more intense than a volcano erupting..."
Now time has taken away the power of life and youth, and now Ennong's face has ravine-like old age wrinkles and dark marks, and his neatly taken care of hair and short beard have become white and dull.
He has a golden pocket watch, a mahogany cane in his hand, gold-rimmed glasses with a mirror chain on the bridge of his nose, and a set of meticulous gentleman's attire, which makes everyone who sees him give a heartfelt praise. Elegance is engraved in the bones and does not fade with age.
However, aging is the most poisonous medicine in the world. No matter how expensive and elegant accessories are, they cannot be as dazzling as the smooth skin of young people.
The town where Ennong is located is not rich in products, the scenery is not beautiful, there are mountains but not towering, and water is not vast. It is an ordinary border town with a rainy climate. The only praiseworthy thing is the Tu people who have settled here. Hospitality is very warm.
So when Elgon the Hermit appeared here in an undisguised manner, it brought two key messages to Ennon.
I am here specifically for you, and I already know about Vanitas.
I know you are here, I know you are still alive. Since I did not cover up my tracks when I came, I have already made every plan to capture you, and I am not afraid of you abandoning the place and running away.
Ennon learned from Vanitas' internal channels that Ergon was seriously injured and his strength was only a few percent of what it was before. Therefore, under various trade-offs, he chose to take a desperate risk and set a trap to kill the hermit.
Unfortunately, it failed.
"I still remember that when I was preparing to go to the Mist Plateau for the first time and meet the God of Mist, my heart almost jumped out of my chest." Ennong had no expression on his face. He raised his hand across his ribs and skin and placed it on his very slow-beating heart. above.
"In order to meet the gods, I stopped eating meat for half a month in advance, bathed and changed clothes, abstained from sex to nourish my mind, bought the best gentleman's suit, and I also memorized the holy book of the Eye of Mist."
"However..."
Before Ennong finished speaking, a terrifying ferocity suddenly appeared on his old face, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The look of resentment strongly destroyed his elegant temperament. At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by the evil spirits of hell. body.
He continued in a spiteful voice:
"However, God of Fog, he is just a little girl who looks about seventeen or eighteen years old!"
"I have imagined countless images of Him in my mind. He must be glorious, prominent, sacred, grand, and brilliant... I dedicated all the words that describe beauty and nobility to her, but she is just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. .”
"Such a girl is the God of our God Realm? God? Do you understand my strong shock and disappointment at that moment?"
Ergon narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing, waiting for Ennon to continue to vent his emotions and explain his "difficulties."
He has sealed the town with a barrier so that Ennon cannot escape.
In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, Elgon also secretly invited the five-element golden beast. The gold-eating beast that sleeps deep underground is on the edge of the transcendent realm. It has long been able to try to break through the transcendent, but it has never been able to do so because it is too lazy. Tried Gold Eater.
The reward is some precious metal from the outside world.
Ennongping looked into the distance and said: "I communicated with the God of Wu. I expressed my respectful greetings to her. I explained everything about the divine world to her. I can clearly feel that she is very interested in my topics and often responds. I said, we had a great conversation.”
"This also makes me feel more and more that she is a gentle, gentle girl with good luck and powerful power." "I can't accept the fact that she is the God of Mist, and I can't deny that the mist arises because of her, and everything in the divine world Because of her prosperity, I was mentally tortured and died at the age of only a hundred years.”
The legendary realm is the realm that breaks the boundaries of life for the first time. Although humans in this realm are still unable to compete with the long-lived races that are born with long lives and can live a thousand years, they will definitely not run out of life at just a hundred years old.
Ergon frowned, and finally said in an educational tone: "A true strong man is never bound by a body. What is strong is always strength rather than appearance. What does the God of Mist look like? Isn't it important? .”
If Ennon were to know that a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old was breaking through the Beyonder, would he go crazy on the spot?
"It's very important, very important to me." Ennong supported his body with a mahogany cane and stood up suddenly, with a cold light in his cloudy eyes:
"You are not a believer of the God of Fog, so you naturally think it doesn't matter, but I am a believer of the God of Fog, and I am a devout believer!"
The hurried words made Ennong's breath disordered and his heart beat faster. It took a while before he became quiet. He took out a wine bottle with no outer packaging and only a layer of glass. The space inside contained nine-tenths of the wine. red liquid.
"Would you like to try the red wine made from grapes grown at home?"
Without waiting for Ergon to answer, he made two cups by himself, filled two cups, and drank one of them slowly:
"Even if you don't come to me, I will only have two or three more years to live at most. My lifespan has been completely exhausted, just like the last few drops of wax tears burning in a candle. I am just unwilling and unable to Meet the truly great gods ”
"Don't talk about the God of Mist to me!" Ennong's voice suddenly rose a lot, and he said bitterly: "She is just a false god with no power. She does not have the majesty of God, nor the wisdom of God, except for strength. Other than that, it’s useless.”
At this moment, an answer slowly emerged in Ergon's heart.
He chatted with Yuena and learned that the most prosperous religion in the Arad continent with the most believers is the Holy Order led by the goddess of life and light. It can be divided into Paladins, Blue Fist Holy Envoys, Heretic Judges, etc. Distinctive profession.
Of course, the point is not this, but what Gu Yuena said is that the Order of the Holy Order is very large and has the first level one, Remedia Cathedral.
There are five buildings in the second level: Remedian Bell Tower, Remedian Golden Cathedral, Remedian Branch Cathedral, Remedian Eye, and Four Gods Hall. Among them, the Four Gods Hall is the Xuzu Exorcist. ’s base camp, the Eye of Remedia is in the demon world.
There are more than ten in the third level, nearly a hundred in the fourth level, and countless fifth levels.
Under this premise, the various churches of the Holy Order, large and small, have never had a unified, standard, and specific sculpture of the image of God!
Some churches enshrine female stone angels with wings, some enshrine men tied to crosses, and some simply enshrine a cross.
Only the Holy Book of the Order is unified throughout the world, and every page opened in it proclaims the glory of God.
Yuena said, "Everyone has a god of their own in their hearts. They have different images and are full of strong individualism, but because of this, the "image of god" leaves believers no room for fantasy."< br>
"If God descends into his own embodiment, then the illusion will be shattered. Some believers will be dissatisfied with God's embodiment, which will create a series of problems that even God cannot solve."
So Ergon understood that the gap between the god in Ennon's imagination and the real image of the Mist God was too large, which in turn led to his being unable to accept it and his temperament changed drastically.
The form of the God of Mists is neither glorious nor brilliant, and her words do not have the majesty or wisdom of God.
She seemed too ordinary, a god who needed the realm of memory to maintain her existence, and could not match Ennon's heart full of fantasy.
Ennong took out a handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "The God we believe in is just a little girl with no power. Can you understand my disappointment at that moment."