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Chapter 106 Challenge the gods with the body of a mortal

Om's eyes became sharp in an instant, and he looked at Shaun beside him.

"Haha, a Brighton man was so presumptuous in the Temple of the Gods. John Smith, if it weren't for your help, I should have given you a little punishment, shut your mouth, there is no place for you to speak."

"Ragna, what are you waiting for? Isn't this what you have been pursuing? I once heard your prayers at night, praying for the power of the ancient gods to help you change everything. This is your only chance. Do you want to miss it?

Or do I misread you, you don’t have that courage or responsibility at all. Maybe I should give this kind of blessing to others, Scar Wilson, are you interested in becoming my voter? Are you interested in getting this glory? I can see your ambitions, and you also want to make a career, right?"

"Me?" Scar Wilson looked shocked. He was startled first, and then he was eager to try.

This time it was the fat man's turn to pull him.

"No, I do!" Ragner said, taking the wine glass.

But Sean grabbed his hand, and Ragner looked at him in confusion.

"Ragner, before you make the stupidest decision in your life, let me tell you a story, a story about the Nords. If you still want to drink after listening to this story, I will never stop you."

Ragner looked at Sean's serious look and nodded.

But Sean took out a detective cap from his pocket and put it on, took out his pipe, but did not ignite it, and just started to tell it.

He had some doubts before, but after learning that Yigo was Oum, he contacted all kinds of information collected in the past. At this moment, he had already connected all of this.

The truth of everything has been presented to him, so clear.

Sean felt it was time to play Sherlock Holmes and tell the truth about it all.

"Once upon a time there was a man named Ivar, who was a Nord Lord. When the Brighton army attacked his hometown, Ivar decided to seek the help of the gods.

He summoned all the Lords of Nord who wanted to continue fighting, and everyone came to the Holy Land of Nord, which was the last undestroyed Temple of Nord.

Their prayers were answered, and Om issued an oracle, proclaiming that he would come to the battlefield to protect his people and lead the Nord warriors to fight the Brightons.

This history left many misunderstandings for future generations. Many people thought that Aum did not appear. In fact, it was written in the official Brighton record. [The Nords tried to win with stupid superstition and barbaric blood sacrifice, but they only got even more shameful failures.]

But this is not the case. Here I have to say something fair to Oum. In fact, Oum appeared on the battlefield that day and fought with the Brighton people hard. It can be said that he had tried his best.

And the way he came to the mortal world was what he was doing now, giving the blood of God to a warrior to become the "hand of God".

It sounds interesting, doesn't it? How majestic, it's the hand of God.

Hahaha, but for the person who became the hand of God, it is not that interesting.

The hand of God is just a shell, it is Oum's body, occupied by Oum's will, and gains Oum's power, and the original soul will naturally be destroyed.

So who became Oum's hand of god? Speaking of this person, you may still remember, that is the brave Ivar, yes, Ragna, it is your ancestor Ivar.

Oum used his body to step onto the battlefield and led the Nords to charge towards Brighton's army.

Then maybe someone will ask, why did that war still fail?

The answer is actually very simple - because I haven't tried it.

Oum was killed by the Brightons' artillery - to be precise, it was severely injured. He fled from the battlefield and ran to Nordforson to hide. This hiding lasted for hundreds of years.

Of course, he did not tell others that his name was Om, but changed his name to Yiguo. He wanted to return to the temple of the gods and to return to his throne, but he was already old. Although the battle did not kill him, it also made him extremely weak.

Most importantly, after the war, Nord's gods had been abandoned by believers, the last temple was razed to the ground, and even the once lush oak forest was burned by the Brightons.

Without the power of faith, even if he comes back, he will not be able to restore his past power. All he can wait for is death.

So he stayed, and he was waiting for a suitable candidate to become his new body. In this way, even without believers, he could at least survive for a while. In the end, he waited for you. You are the descendant of Ivar and the lord of Nord, and had enough power to take him back to the temple of the gods. I guess he had never told you the story of Nord before, right? When you were young, with Aum's foresight, all this had already begun to be planned.

Ragner nodded with a gloomy face, and his childhood memories began to be gradually awakened. Indeed, when he was a child, there was a kind old man who often gave him stories of Nord's myths, which made him immerse himself in the ancient fantasy in his youth. Until he grew older and knew more and more, his respect for Nord's god also turned into a feeling of disappointment.

"Ha, it seems that Yiguo has laid the groundwork for today. Now all his plans have been achieved. Only the last step is left, which is to occupy your body. Don't believe in nonsense like leading the Nords to freedom. He has been unable to fight against the original cannon for hundreds of years. Now he has to face the Brightons with more advanced weapons. He has no such strength at all. He said that he wants nothing but a new body."

"Shut up you Brighton liar, a rapper who fiddled with right and wrong. I should have expected you to be in trouble." Om yelled in anger, looking at Sean with his eyes viciously.

But in an instant he regained the majestic and sacred old man and said solemnly: "Don't believe him, Ragna, I am Oum, the God of the Sun, the God of Creation, all things in the world are created by me, and how can I be injured by the weapons of mortals?"

Ragner also looked at Sean, waiting for his explanation.

Sean pointed at Oum with his pipe, "Hahaha, I expected you to ask this question, yes, in Nord's myth, you are the Creator God, but the question is, if you are really the Creator God in this world, then why are only the Nords knowing your existence? Even the Nords have forgotten you now.

Do you know how many countries, civilizations and myths there are in this world?

In these myths, there is a Creation God in almost every myth. So the question is, which one is the real Creation God? Or they are all not real. These gods are just illusory things imagined by humans, and are the product of ancient humans personalizing the various strange phenomena in nature.

But humans cannot imagine something beyond cognition, so the myths created by every civilization are actually based on their own civilization.

Oum is the Nord version of the Creation God, so he has a big beard. His animal incarnation is a goshawk, rather than a more powerful golden eagle, aquaman eagle, and a bone-eating bird, because those are creatures from other places. In the Nords' impression, the most powerful bird is a goshawk, and these are symbols added by the Nords.

In other words, it was not Aum who created the world, nor did Aum who created humanity, but the Nords who created Oum. All his power comes from the power of faith of believers. Even among these faiths in God, he is still a relatively weak type.

So what if you gain his divine power, at most you can have more strength and can withstand bullets. Any eight-pound cannon can break your defense. The Brightons' largest caliber naval cannon has developed a giant heavy cannon of 64 pounds.

Your ancestor Ivar became the hand of God for his descendants. Why did you do this? I remember you don’t have children yet."

Sean's words were like a storm of knowledge, which turned Ragner's world of faith upside down. He looked at the golden cup in his hand, looking confused.

But Om finally couldn't stand Sean's behavior of revealing his past, "Shut up mortals, your behavior has angered me. If it weren't for your help in Ragna, I would have to burn you to ashes with the flames of the sun - drink my child, this is your destiny. Don't listen to the lies of the wizard, he is cheating on you and want to get this honor by himself."

Sean laughed, "Hahahaha, are you still stubborn until this time? Do you know, I was a little nervous before. After all, you used to be a god, and now you are in your divine realm, so there will be some divine power left.

But seeing you so harsh and cowardly, I think I guessed right. You are almost finished, right? Oum, the sacred look you pretended to be in now must have taken a lot of effort. Relax, old guy, there is no outsider here, there is no need to pretend anymore."

Om was so angry that his whole body shivered, his hair was wide open, and the light on his body became hot and dazzling, as if he would have a divine punishment to kill Sean on the spot at any time.

But Sean became more and more convinced, "Why not do this. If you are really as powerful as you said, come on, let's put a sun fire or lightning and other things on me, don't worry about Ragna and the others, this is what I asked for.

Today I will use the body of a mortal to challenge the power of the gods!”

Ragna looked at Om, and Om also looked at Ragna. The two of them stared at each other, but Om never moved.

Ragna couldn't help but sigh when he saw it. He had actually been convinced, but he still couldn't accept it in his heart. Nord's god was so useless.

"But the devil said that I will gain the power of God!"

"If the devil can believe what he said, are they still devils? Besides, strictly speaking, you have gained the power of God." Sean said and pointed to the bear-face tattoo on Ragner's arm.
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