Pivot of the Sky

Gore saw with his own eyes the scene of Nietzsche going up to the sky to challenge the god Enrique, he had a strong feeling that Nietzsche seemed to have known that he would go long ago and intentionally waited until the moment he appeared, just to let him see, as if through this scene he wanted to tell him something.

Nietzsche may want to prove something important and seek some kind of answer, but this lunatic has no way of telling himself the results, so he needs a bystander to find out. Why would Nietzsche choose Grey? Because no one else is better suited than Gore, he is the only great magician who will be there.

Did Enrique really create this flood? Why is this god doing this? Gore came to the empty main hall of the Temple of Syria with an unwavering question and knelt down to pray to the great statue of Enrir: "Great god, great Enrir, please tell me your followers, why is this flood that besieges the city state? Why did Duketown disappear? ”

In prayer, Gore suddenly had a strange feeling, a sense of oppression on his shoulders, and the statue of the god in the center of the hall looked down at him as if he had survived, had life. If it was before today, Goryl would only feel tranquil and fortunate and full of glory in the eyes of the idols. But at this very moment, he actually had a creepy fear, still holding the staff in prayer, secretly running all the power reserved.

Crafted from the finest century-old walnut wooden core, the stripes are neat and beautiful and have been held in your hands for years with a luminous shine. The front end of the scepter is embedded with an eye of the earth, but cleverly wrapped in wood, it looks a bit like an old man's scepter, but is exceptionally sophisticated.

“My Temple Priest, my faithful followers, why are you so hostile to me when you are praying? ”

A thunderous voice suddenly appeared in Greer's mind, and Enrique was talking! Gregory bowed his head and knelt there on his knees, seeming abnormally respectful, but his hands did not release the staff. And he said to the voice in his soul, "Enrique, my gods, did you destroy the town of Turk? Did you let the floods surround Syria City? I just want to know the answer. ”

“It was the floods that destroyed the town of Duke, it was the heavy rains that brought the floods, it was the warm, wet winds from the oceans that met the cyclone of the Assyrian plateau that led to the heavy rains, it was my divine power that caused the airflow of the plateau to circle, and it was my anger that guided the thunderstorm of the cloud.” The god answered his question, his voice was majestic and bland, with little emotion.

The answer seemed to be somewhat profound, and Gore silenced for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking in agony, and finally sighed: “The flood has come under the city of Syria, O god, I took out all the divine stone cloth in the city and laid a great array. If you can preserve this city pool and let the catastrophe sweeping the state of Syria go away, I will sacrifice them all to you. ”

Enrique's voice revealed a slight mockery: "Sacrifice? This is my temple, and I have taken any wealth in it? Do not you priests and priests enjoy the sacrifice of men in my name? How ridiculous! When you think of sacrifice, do you think that the gods can be bought with human wealth? ”

Gregory replied respectfully: "Great Enrique, this is not a buyout, but a prayer. If the floods are inevitable to destroy the city of Syria, then this great array of magic will be the last force to guard the walls. This is not about confronting the gods, but about protecting the people who donate here to the gods, the belief of thousands of people, wherever this flood comes from. ”

Nobody in Syria knows the intent of Gore to take out all the divine stone rings and lay them on the walls of the city into a theological array, and nobody can fully activate the power of such a great array, even all the magicians in the concentration city. But Gore only requires the formation of the Divine Arts Array, which can only inspire all the Divine Stones to merge with the Divine Arts Array.

He's betting that Enrique won't be able to forcibly take away the Divine Stone!

Above the flooded town of Tucker, Gore saw many of the magical stones captured in the cloud by strange forces, speculating that the gods might be performing powerful magic with the help of the magic stones. The power of this divine art is so vast that many sacred stones may be needed at one time to assist or compensate.

Syria City State is the most important sacred stone production place in the Kingdom of Hati. There are many sacred stones in the temple that have been cellaring over the years. There are also tax revenues belonging to the Kingdom in the vault of the Ministry of Finance of the City State, and Gore has taken them all out. He tried to negotiate with the gods, and if the power of the gods would allow the flood to retreat immediately, let the gods take them away.

If not, not only can the Great Array of Divine Arts protect the walls of the city, but the stones in the excited state cannot be taken away by the powers of others, even the gods cannot do this. The Divine Stone can be embedded with the Staff, defeating one of the Artists can take away his Staff, but when the two fight with the Divine Art, it is impossible for one of the Artists to take away the Divine Stone directly from the other Artist's Staff, which is united with the power of the Artist.

Enrique suddenly silenced, and Gregory crawled quietly and waited. It took a long time to hear the voice of the gods again, echoing back in the void with a laugh: “Poor priest, how will you face the faith in your heart? You don't understand the gods, the people here worship and worship me, and I will not take away the stones on the walls of the city, the wealth that has been accumulated throughout the city for years. If I did, everyone would resent and stay away from me. Do you want me to destroy the dignity of the temple myself? ”

“But what about Duke Town? No one survived the flood!” Grey shouted in his soul.

“The flood is my blessing to the State of Syria! I will hear all the cheers, and my temple will pour into the tides of the thankful believers, and soon you will understand all this.... As for Duke Town, are you asking me why I didn't save them in the flood? Why should I save them?... this is ridiculous, I can't believe I explained this boring question to you mortals! ”

Enrique's voice said a few words, while a message suddenly appeared in his mind containing voices and images, a series of tragedies in the town of Duke.

“Priest, did you see that? They have turned away from the Prophet of the Guardian, and there is no reason for the Goddess of Mu Yun to remain there, so I will give back to that land. Flooding is my blessing, but people cannot ask for the blessings of the gods alone, and I do not need to save sinners in the flood.” Enrique's voice sounded again, seemingly an irresistible verdict.

Gore struggled for a long time to ask: “But the whole town of Duke has been destroyed, and there must be innocent people. ”

Enrique's voice became disdainful: "When evil spreads to every corner, the flood does not distinguish who is innocent. I do not need to save evil in the flood, nor do I need to save what you call the innocent. In my eyes, they belong to the Duke Town clan and have abandoned the protection of the Oracle.

In one way or another, mortals will die in a short lifetime. Don't forget that they are all part of the town of Duke. Everyone has a responsibility to bear. They should blame the people for the disaster and blame themselves for what they have done to recover? Since it is ultimately irreparable, it is a whole ship that will perish. ”

The word of the Spirit was not well understood, and Enrique said that the flood was his blessing, and that Tucker Town was not worth saving in disaster. Gregory finally raised his head and asked, "Great God, did you bring this flood? ”

Enrique coldly said, "I will not answer this stupid ignorance question again! ”

Grey asked, “So what happens to the fate of Syria City? ”

Enrique: “Ask you, ask yourselves!” After that, he was silent. Gore felt that the sense of oppression that was being watched by the idols had disappeared —— the god had gone.

Gore remained silent in the temple for a long time, carefully recalling what the Spirit had said, and pondering the scene of Nietzsche rushing into the sky, pondering every detail he saw in the flood. What does Nietzsche want to tell him? What does Enrique mean? He meditated all night alone and suddenly understood something when the distant sky revealed a slight light.

Enrique had just started a heavy rain, which he had witnessed with his own eyes, perhaps using only the simplest air magic, but containing almost endless divine powers. Enrique changed the direction of the circular air flow in the Assyrian plateau with divine force, impacting the warm, wet wind on the ocean, causing continuous storms.

The gods on the cloud manipulate only the wind and lightning, and when the high air flow crosses to form a natural vortex, he is no longer required to use his divine powers, and this storm falls directly to the end. Trying to stop the heavy rain will take a lot more divine power than starting it. Enrique just started it and didn't mean to spend more effort to stop it.

In the silent temple, Gore's body was at the chestnut, like he was sick, seemed cold, but his face swelled red. As the chief priest of the Temple of Bon Enrir in the city of Syria, the great magician who swore an oath before the gods, he had only three choices in the face of all this:

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The second is to turn away from Enrique. This runs counter to his vows and beliefs, and when beliefs shake, the achievements of the divine arts are likely to be devastated or even to lose power.

Third, it is most difficult for him to see all of this in a calm and rational way, recall his life and the experiences of others he encounters, and his mind does not fail to reach a higher level of transcendence. Does this mean that Golem remembers the book of theology and that the last test faced by a theologian to achieve the final nine levels of achievement has always been incomprehensible to him? It's too hard to swallow your soul!

Nobody knows how Gore spent the night in the temple, and how he prayed to the gods? After dawn, when he walked out of the temple, the noble archdeacon was found with an indescribable sense of impotence and a deep sense of helplessness in his eyes.

“The Spirit has given the message that this is the test facing the city state and that after the flood there will be well-being. But it is up to us to welcome that happiness. Ask not what the gods have given you. Follow me to the walls of the city to fight this flood. This is our struggle!” Gore said the same to everyone, and then climbed the city building with his staff.

When Gore came to the city wall again, the water had flooded the city wall for more than two people and was rising slowly. Looking out, it was unusually clean, and the city of Syria was like a giant lone boat protected by the walls of the city in floods. The walls look sturdy, but the water outside the city is higher than the city's surface and will withstand increasing side pressures. After all, the walls built in the drylands are not dams.

Weaknesses in the walls may not withstand this pressure, and as the water soaks longer and the pressure drops from the water level increases, parts of the walls may be soaked, collapsed or leaked. At this time, the Great Array of Divine Arts played a role in uniting the entire wall of the city, either collapsing altogether or remaining intact until the end.

Gore slowly walked around the city state, and the eyes of the earth in the staff inspired divine power, reinforcing each section of the city wall with the simplest and most useful earthly magic. For the time being, he had nothing else to think about, and could not think about, but two things: whether the flood would eventually rise above the lowest point of the city wall, and whether the flood would retreat before it ran out of power.

The great magician did not rest for a few days or nights, and his slow steps around the city never stopped. He looked sombre and devout, but there was always a clear light in his eyes that flashed and looked up to the eastern sky from time to time.

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In the eastern part of Gore, on the deep mountain plateau around the valley, in the tribe of cave wildlings, a “god” is crying. Of course he is not a true god like Enrique, but he is regarded by this tribe as the “messenger of the gods", and some people simply call him "Amon God”.

Crying came out of the big cave that burned the fire. Patriarch Link was facing the people, and nobody dared to disturb him. Only Schrödinger squatted in the hole and looked at Amon with a strange look of pity.

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