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Chapter 636 Everyone can be a god

"Dude, I understand how you feel."

Ye Lin looked sympathetic and pitiful. Even if he didn't understand, he had to say he understood now, close the distance and relax the other person's vigilance.

"I understand your mission as a holy envoy, destroying heretics and countless enemies along the way. I feel that your killings are no different from those of pretenders."

To say that the clergy are really simple and straightforward inside, they blame everything on "Remi Dios". The Blue Fist Holy Envoy and the heresy judge are cold and ruthless in their executions, which is known as "the will of God".

But in most cases, the pretender looks like a "human" person. If this continues, psychological problems will inevitably occur.

They were actually very ordinary normal people before, and they were not magic gunners or berserker warriors who lived by fighting.

How to ease your mood?

Pray to God.

How to get rid of guilt?

Pray to God.

Why do we destroy heretics?

Demonstrate the power of God!

All conflicts are pushed to God, and if there are problems, you have to rely on yourself to understand them. If you can't understand them, you will go crazy. When the seniors have distorted personalities, the new juniors will also be led astray, falling into an endless cycle.

There are people within the sect who are good at enlightening others, such as high-level paladins who often sing the gospel, etc., bringing God's blessings.

However, the sect's care for its own brothers is obviously not adequate, or in other words, it believes too much in the will of the brothers and sisters.

"Do you think God is ruthless and mercy is just an illusion?" Ye Lin suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Kirsch's eyes changed as he transformed into a demon. Although he did not speak, his gradually calmer mood proved that he did think so.

Ye Lin nodded, paused for a moment, stared at Kirsch, and suddenly said: "Yes, you are right, gods are ruthless. At least the few gods I know are really not merciful.

They are easily obliterated, cursed, or disappeared for more than a thousand years. Aren’t all the gods in the universe the same?"

Yuena and others were so shocked by his free and shocking words that they looked up in disbelief. They thought he had some clever words to refute, but in the blink of an eye, they were on the same side as Kirsch.

Kirsch slowly raised his head blankly, and after a while he said solemnly: "Could it be that you are also a person who has betrayed your faith?"

"No, I will always be loyal to justice! It is warm, eternal, and delicious!"

On the side, a black line appeared on Siatt's forehead. The hand holding the sword tightened and gave him a fierce look.

"Brother, let's use an analogy. My wife is a rich person. She often tries to improve the situation in the slums through various methods. However, there are many poor people in the world, and we cannot take care of everyone."

He naturally approached Kirsch, spread his hands to show that he had no weapons, and said: "Why do you want to ask God to shine light on everyone? To put it bluntly, who are you? Why are you so thick-skinned?

"

Just when Yuena's anger was rising and she couldn't help but take out the holy spear and poke him back, Yelin finally announced the topic. He spread his hands to both sides, his expression was solemn, and his voice was as solemn as a god coming to all living beings,

"The great will gave birth to the gods at the end of the world. They are both whole and infinite, infinite and tend to the whole..."

Bang~

Kirsch knelt on his knees, placed his palms between the fallen leaves, lowered his head and shivered.

Compared with the great gods who have existed since the birth of the universe, human beings are just a bunch of waves in the long river of time in thousands of worlds.

The divine radiance cast by the god Remy Dios is just a pity for mankind in suffering. Looking at the origin and end of the Dark Holy War, the birth of the priests is behind the pretenders.

He took pity on the little struggling beings on this planet, and He shed some light to give them the strength to fight against their enemies.

Just like the bread crumbs dropped by people, they become food for ants to live.

"Kirsch, there is no such thing as justice and evil. In the final analysis, it's just who is strong and who is weak. Hunters and prey are a process of mutual transformation. Pretenders also killed countless people during the Dark Holy War. They also destroyed the enemy. It's just that the tide of the times has passed.

Verification, as members of the same race, we still like you more."

Ye Lin sighed, then calmly opened his hands and gave the other person a hug, and whispered: "You only saw the blood on your hands, but have you ever noticed that the people you saved sang

Gratitude and praise? And that word, thank you.”

Loosening his arms, Ye Lin wiped the corners of his eyes without leaving a trace, and said hoarsely: "He is ruthless and merciful. We are just supplicants. We have no qualifications and no reason to ask Him to give more, just like fishermen can only

Casting the net again and again, eager to harvest riches."

Pa da~

A drop of tear fell on the autumn leaves. Kirsch, who was already a monster, looked at his hands blankly. His fists, which once glowed with a sacred blue light, were stained with the blood of loss.

But behind the bloody aura, there were smiles bowing and thanking each other.

He still remembers that when he had just become the Holy Envoy of the Blue Fist and nearly saved a family from the pretender, the other person was so grateful that he wanted to kneel down and be supported by him several times.

The memory was turned to the deepest level. When I realized the divine revelation for the first time, I was filled with joy and excitement.

It turns out that God cannot save everyone.

But He gave gifts to some lucky people, allowing them to take their place and then redeem others.

Suddenly, his hands were twisted into strange claws, and the sharp claws covered with black hair actually shone a little bit of crazy blue light again between the hairs.

Pure, light~

Kirsch suddenly laughed, his werewolf-like face already stained with tears: "It turns out that God has always been with me. When God failed to redeem others, I, who has the power of God, am the one who longs for redemption.

God of men!”

Wails echoed through the mountains and forests, but this awakening came so slowly. The body, twisted by the blood of the pretender, could no longer fulfill God's will.

The voice suddenly dropped, regretful, but also satisfied: "Galantis, the Avenger I met in the former black land, that is, near the Delos Mine, he has the relics of the Gracia family on his body."

Blue light bloomed, and for a moment a pure and awe-inspiring aura spread across the mountain forest. Kirsch's fist was aimed at his head.

Bang!

The monster-like body fell to the ground, but the monster's hands were a pair of human palms. They were rough and scarred, but very clean and once shone with blue light.



A few people simply made a tomb, and then stood in front of the tomb for a long time. Everyone's expression was complicated and full of thoughts.

Obers held a shovel and shoveled the fallen leaves into two pieces. He murmured: "It turns out that each of us has a chance to become a god. However, even though Kirsch has realized that the act of wantonly annihilating heretics will still make the Holy Envoy

And heresy judges, they will feel guilty and go astray."

"That's your business."

Ye Lin shook his head and said helplessly: "It has been too long, and the two major professions have gone astray. One-size-fits-all behavior is the root cause. I don't know how to limit it."

Perhaps due to limited manpower or misinterpretation of divine will, the problem faced by the Holy Order is how to prevent one size fits all.

Today's two major professionals have only one attitude when facing heretics: destroy them!

As Lucille said, the code is your business, the flame is our business.

This will inevitably lead to some people whose sins are not worthy of death being cut into pieces.

Moreover, he also heard Misha say that the most common thing the Heretic Trial does is to have the new professionals who join the Trial gather at the execution ground to witness the heretic being burned alive and listen to the wailing behavior.

If such an environment can cultivate normal people, then there are real ghosts.

The system within the sect needs to be properly reformed. The Blue Fist Holy Envoy and the Inquisition must not be reduced to tools that only know how to kill.

At the very least, there must be a set of reasonable standards, to what extent it can be eliminated without mercy, and under what circumstances it is appropriate to give out gifts.



After Kirsch was buried, everyone was in a bad mood. Only Lucille, who was humiliated, was angry and clutching a raw sweet potato in her hand.

"Hey, Lucille, how do you maintain your true nature as the Grand Inquisitor?" Ye Lin suddenly asked.

Lucille's eyes turned cold and she said solemnly: "Even if I fall to hell, I will always fulfill my destiny of expelling evil. I only abide by God's will. I am the agent of God's punishment!"

At the end, Lucille added, "Heretics should die!"

The meaning is self-evident. You, a heretic, must be punished with axes and flames.

When faced with blood on their hands, some people are as confused as Kirsch, while others entrust their entire soul to God.

Believe that all actions are God's will.

Those who completely see through this level will enter a more twisted legendary realm, the Arbiter of Justice.

But I have to say that her straightforwardness is quite appropriate sometimes.

"Ye Lin, you said that God is indifferent. For us Paladins, we cannot agree with this. God is with us." Yuena frowned.

"Hahahaha, I actually didn't mean to say that God is ruthless." Ye Lin waved his hands hurriedly and said with a smile:

"In fact, believing in God and getting revelation is like fishing. Only by throwing the hook into the sea can you have a chance to catch a fish. But if you don't go fishing but want the fish to jump on your face, isn't that nonsense? You can only get it if you pay for it.

It might pay off."

Seeing that Yuena and the others seemed to have some understanding, but something was missing, Yelin touched his nose and said: "Your duty is to let the world know how delicious fish is, so that everyone will catch it."
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