029, Enriel's answer

Gelie saw Nietzsche rushed into the sky to challenge the god Enriel. He had a strong feeling. Nietzsche seemed to have known that he would go for a long time, and deliberately waited until the moment he appeared, just to let him see it, as if he wanted to tell him something through this scene.

Nietzsche may have wanted to confirm something important and seek some answer, but this madman could not tell the confirmed result in his own words, so he needed a bystander to discover the mystery from it. Why did Nietzsche choose Greyer? Because no one is more suitable than Greyer, he is the only great magician who will appear there.

Did Enriel really create this flood? Why did this god do this? Gere came to the empty main hall of the Syrian temple with lingering questions and knelt down to the tall statue of Enriel, praying: "Great god, great Enriel, please tell me your believer, why did this flood surrounding the city state come? Why did the town of Duke disappear?"

When praying, Gelie suddenly felt a strange feeling, and his shoulders seemed to have a sense of oppression. The statue of the god in the center of the hall seemed to have come alive and had life, and was looking down at him. If it were before today, Gelie would only feel peace and luck, full of glory under the eyes of the statue. But it was very different at this moment. He actually had a creepy fear. He still held his staff tightly when praying, secretly circulating all his powers ready to go.

Gelie's staff is made of the best century-old walnut core, with neat and beautiful patterns. It has a layer of luster and luster when held in the hands for many years. The front end of the staff is inlaid with a large earth pupil, but it is cleverly wrapped in wood grain without any trace. It looks a bit like an old man's cane, but it is extremely noble and exquisite.

"My temple priest, my devout believer, why do you exercise your strength in prayer? Are you hostile to me?"

A thunderous voice suddenly came from Gelie's mind, Enriel was talking! Gelie lowered his head, knelt and crawled on the ground, looking extremely respectful, but his hand did not release his staff. He said to the voice in his soul: "Enriel, my god of gods, did you destroy Duke? Did you let the flood surrounded the city of Syria? I just want to know the answer."

"It was the flood that destroyed Duke Town, it was the heavy rain that brought the flood. It was the warm and wet wind blowing from the ocean that intersected with the circling airflow of the Assyrian plateau, which caused heavy rain. It was my divine power that made the airflow of the plateau, and it was my anger that guided the thunder and lightning in the clouds." The god answered his question, his voice majestic and plain, with almost no emotion.

The answer seemed to have a deep meaning. Ge Lie was silent for a moment, wondering what was being thought about, but finally sighed: "The flood has come to the city of Syria. God, I took out all the divine stones in the city and laid a large formation. If you can protect this city and let the disaster that swept the Syrian city-state recede, I will use them all as sacrifices to you."

Enriel's voice showed a hint of mocking: "Sacrifice? This is the temple dedicated to me, and have I ever taken any wealth in the temple? Isn't it all enjoyed by you priests and priests in the name of offering me? How ridiculous! At this time, you remembered the sacrifice. Do you think that the gods can be bought with the wealth of the world?"

Gerey replied respectfully: "Great Enrile, this is not a bribery but a prayer. If the flood inevitably destroys the city of Syria, then this great magic array will become the last force to protect the city wall. This is not against the gods, but protecting the people who offer to the gods here. It is the belief of thousands of people, no matter where the flood comes from."

No one in the Syrian city knew the intention of Gelie to take out all the divine stone rings and arrange them on the city wall to form a divine art formation. No one can fully activate the theoretical power of such a large array, even if all the divine art masters in the city are not good. However, Gelie only requires that the divine art formation be arranged, which can only inspire all the divine stones and the divine art formation be integrated.

He was betting that Enlil could not forcefully capture the disorienting stone!

Above the flooded Duke Town, Gelie saw many divine stones being captured by strange powers, and guessed that the gods might be using the divine stones to perform powerful divine arts. The power of this divine art is so huge that many divine stones may be needed to assist or make up for it at a time.

The Syrian city-state is the most important source of divine stones in the Hati Kingdom. There are many divine stones stored in the temple over the years. There are also tax revenues belonging to the kingdom in the vault of the Finance Ministry of the City-state. Ge Lie took them out. He tried to negotiate with the gods. If the power of the gods could immediately allow the flood to recede, then the gods should take these divine stones away.

If not, the great array of divine art can not only protect the city wall, but also the divine stones in an excited state cannot be taken away by the magic power of others. Even gods cannot do this. The divine stones can be inlaid with staff. Defeating a magician can take away his staff, but when the two fight with magicians, one magician cannot directly capture the divine stones on the other magician's staff. It is one with the power of the magician.

Enriel suddenly fell silent, Gelie crawled on the ground and waited quietly. After a long time, he heard the voice of the gods sounded again, and echoed in the void with laughter: "Poor priest, I wonder how you will face the faith in your heart? You don't understand the gods. The people here respect and worship me. I will not take away the divine stones on the city wall. That is the wealth accumulated by the entire city-state for many years. If I do this, everyone will resent and stay away from me. Do you want me to destroy the dignity of the temple by myself?"

"But what about Duke Town? No one survived the flood!" Gelie shouted in his soul.

"The flood is my blessing to the Syrian city-state! I will hear the cheers of all people, and my temple will pour into the tide to express gratitude. You will understand all this soon... As for Duke Town, are you trying to ask me why I did not save them in the flood? Why did I save them?... It's ridiculous. I actually explain this boring problem to you, a mortal!"

Enriel's voice said something, and at the same time, a message suddenly appeared in Gelie's mind, containing all kinds of sounds and pictures, which were a series of tragedies that happened in Duke Town.

"Prince, have you seen it? They have turned against the patron saint's oracle. Goddess Muyun has no reason to keep it there anymore, so I will bless that land again. The flood is my blessing, but people cannot just ask for the blessing of the gods. I do not need to save the sinful people in the flood." Enriel's voice sounded again, as if it was an irresistible judgment.

Ge Lie suddenly struggled and asked again: "But the entire Duke Town has been destroyed, and someone must be innocent."

Enriel's voice became contemptuous: "When sin spreads to every corner, the flood will not tell who is innocent. I don't need to save sin in the flood, nor do I need to save the innocent people you call it. In my eyes, they belong to the Duke Town clan and have turned against the protection of the oracle.

Mortals will die in their short lives, nothing more than in any way. Don’t forget that they are all members of Duke Town, and everyone has the responsibility to bear. They should blame the disasters brought by the tribe, and also blame themselves for what they have done to save them? Since it is impossible to recover in the end, then the entire ship is destroyed."

The words of the gods were not easy to understand. Enriel actually said that the flood was his blessing, and Duke Town was not worthy of being saved in disaster. Gere finally raised his head and asked, "Great God, did you bring this flood?"

Enriel said coldly: "I will not answer such stupid and ignorant questions again!"

Gelie asked again: "So what will happen to the fate of Syrian city?"

Enriel: "I want to ask you, ask yourself!" After saying this, he said nothing more. Gerey felt the oppression of being watched by the statue disappearing - the god has left.

Gelie was silent in the temple for a long time, carefully savoring what the gods said, and then carefully recalling the scene when Nietzsche rushed into the sky, thinking about every detail he saw in the flood. What did Nietzsche want to tell him? What did Enrile mean? He meditated alone for a night, and when a shimmer light appeared in the distant horizon, he suddenly understood something.

Enriel only launched a heavy rain, and Gelie saw it with his own eyes that it might have used the simplest air magic, but it contained almost endless divine power. Enriel used his divine power to change the direction of the circling air flow on the Assyrian plateau, causing it to impact the warm and wet wind blowing from the ocean, thus causing continuous heavy rains.

The gods on the clouds control only strong winds and lightning. When high air flows form natural vortexes, they no longer need to use divine power. This rainstorm will fall directly until the end. To stop the heavy rain, it will consume more divine power than to activate it. Enriel just activates it and has no intention of consuming more power to stop it.

In the quiet temple, Gere's body was trembling, as if he was sick, looking very cold, but his face turned red. As the chief priest of the Temple of Enriel in the Syrian city-state, the great magician who made a vow in front of the gods, faced with all this, he had only three choices—

First, he devoutly promoted Enriel's miracle, and believed in what the gods said without hesitation. This was a blessing to the Syrian city-state and washed away the sins of Duke Town. Enriel described disaster as blessing, and Gelie had already speculated some clues. If this were the case, Gelie was still the former Gelie and had not changed anything. But he could not forget the scene of the old madman rushing into the sky, and that scene was deeply imprinted in his soul.

The second is to betray Enrile. This is contrary to his oath and faith. When the faith is shaken, the achievements of divine art may be severely hit and may even lose their power.

The third is the most difficult thing to do. He must look at all this calmly and rationally, look back on his life and the experiences of others he met, and achieve a higher state of transcendence without any disorder. Gerei inexplicably remembered the records in the divine arts books. He has never understood the last test he faces to achieve the final ninth level achievement. Is it this meaning? It is so difficult, it will swallow the soul!

No one knew how Gelie spent that night in the temple, and how he prayed to the gods? When he walked out of the temple after dawn, people found that the noble master had an indescribable sense of haggardness, and deep helplessness was hidden in his eyes.

"The gods have already issued an edict. This is a test faced by the city-state. There will be blessings after the flood. But whether that blessing can be received depends entirely on ourselves. Don't ask what the gods have given me, go up to the city wall to resist the flood. This is our struggle!" Gelie said this to everyone, and then climbed up to the city tower with a staff in his hand.

When Gelie came to the city wall again, the water had already flooded the city walls so high that the two were still rising slowly. Looking out, the vast area was extremely clean. The city of Syria was like a huge lonely boat protected by the city wall in the flood. The city wall looked very strong, but the water outside the city was higher than the ground inside the city, and it would withstand increasingly huge side pressure. After all, the city wall built in this arid area was not a dam.

The weak parts of the wall may not be able to withstand this pressure. Moreover, as the water soaks longer and longer, the pressure drop caused by the water level becomes larger and larger. Some areas of the city wall will be soaked softly and loosely, causing landslides or leakage. At this time, the magical array played a role, connecting the entire circle of city walls, either collapsed all of them or persisted completely until the end.

Gelie walked slowly around the city state, and the earth's pupil in the staff stimulated divine power, and used the simplest and most useful earth element magic technique to strengthen each section of the city wall. He didn't think about anything else for the time being, nor could he think about it, but could only think about two things: Will the ultimate rise of the flood overflow the lowest point of the city wall, and can the flood recede before the power is exhausted?

The great magician didn't rest for several days and nights, and his slow pace around the city never stopped. He looked solemn and pious, but there seemed to be crystal light flashing in his eyes, looking up at the sky in the east from time to time.

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In the east of Gelie, on the deep mountain plateau in the Youdi River Valley, a "god" was also crying loudly in the tribe of the savages. Of course, he was not a real god like Enriel, but he was regarded as the "messenger of the gods" by this tribe. Some people simply called him "God Amon".
Chapter completed!