[Chapter 1196 Saint Nia’s Rainy Night 1/2]
In the church, crystal stones engraved with magical inscriptions emit a hazy light.
Under the not-so-bright light, the church, which was already mottled by time, took on an absurd and weird atmosphere.
Walking into the church, the noisy sound of rain was immediately cut off, and the pungent smell of smoke filled the air.
Erhard’s gaze naturally fell on the extremely conspicuous altar in the center.
“There should have been inscriptions engraved on the altar, but they have been destroyed, and there is no possibility of restoration.”
Soon, a subordinate came to report the situation at the scene.
Erhard nodded, indicating that he was aware, and then turned his attention to Hermann next to him.
“Look what I’m doing?” Herman showed a helpless look. He spread his hands and said, “This is a legendary god. You don’t want me to help find him, do you?” In the
cognition of the intelligent races in this world , gods are real, they are great and immortal beings.
By the way, at this point, I have to mention a certain paradox about God.
The question is very simple. Can the omniscient and omnipotent God create a stone that he cannot lift?
If he could create this stone that he could not pick up, it would mean that God is not omniscient and omnipotent.
If he cannot create this stone that he cannot lift, it also means that God is not omniscient and omnipotent.
Makes sense, right?
But the premise for the realization of this paradox is to follow the logic created by people themselves.
What if God is beyond logic?
He just can create rocks that he can’t pick up himself.
In Heman’s understanding, gods are such existences. They are not bound by rules and are inconsistent with common sense. They are not something that mortals can speculate on.
“Lord of the Black Mist.” Erhard murmured, his expression a little incomprehensible, “I have never seen a god.” “
Hey, what do you want to do?” Herman opened his eyes slightly, a little Worried that he might actually do something unexpected.
“I’m just saying.” Erhard waved his hand and laughed a few times.
The Church of Black Mist is different from the Church of Annihilation. The latter is almost entirely composed of lunatics, and their only goal is to perish together with the world.
The Church of Annihilation’s faith collapsed.
In their teachings, the essence of the world is chaos, and the purpose of the ninth natural disaster is to unify all things, so they are working hard to achieve the goal of destroying the world.
The Black Mist Church believes in the Lord of the Black Mist and seeks gifts from this legendary god through sacrifices. At least he is not a madman.
Moreover, many of the believers have very different identities.
Because of this, although the Black Mist Church is not on the stage, and it has some connections with the villains.
But it’s not like the Church of Annihilation, where almost everyone shouts for beatings. Every time he shows up, he will be attacked by all forces.
There was a strange smell in the air, which made people feel inexplicably depressed. Heman didn’t like this feeling and walked out of the church.
After Erhard finished handling the matter, he also walked out.
“Tell me, what’s going on with the inexplicable collapse?” Herman looked into the distance, his voice mixed with the sound of rain, which seemed a bit erratic.
“How do I know this?” Erhard shrugged, “Those three forces may still be investigating the cause.”
The collapse came without any warning. It was an extremely weird energy that could not be judged by common sense. .
When it first appeared, countless intelligent races were affected, and the Chaos Land was the center of the Honkai outbreak.
No one knows the real reason, but there are many related speculations.
Like the wrath of gods, the end of the world, the outbreak of forbidden curses, and so on.
The movement caused by the arrival of the Lord of Black Mist attracted the attention of countless people.
Just as the Ten Thousand Flowers Expo was about to begin, Saintia gathered forces of all sizes from all directions.
Some people chose to wait and see, while others chose to come and see for themselves.
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in all, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.
Luo Chuan naturally didn’t know about these things.
Now he was in a peaceful sleep state, and he had no idea how much noise he would cause by doing something casually.
Of course, even if he knew it, his mood would not fluctuate if he thought about it.
Maybe he will respond to the worshipers’ sacrifices in a wicked way again – and then leave a bottle of Coke or Sprite behind.
He didn’t know what those believers would do with the bottle of Coke he left behind.
After all, it is a gift from God.
Luochuan’s eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened them, his eyes full of confusion.
He looked at the sky outside the window, and then closed his eyes again.
He turned over, wrapped himself in the quilt, and fell asleep again.
Winter quilts do have a sealing effect, which has nothing to do with whether it is cold or not in the room.
Anyway, I just don’t want to think about it, and even if I wake up, I want to go back to sleep.
After some delay, Luochuan finally climbed out of bed.
There was some fog on the window, and Luo Chuan stretched out his hand to wipe it, and then he could barely see the scene outside clearly.
“It’s still snowing…”
He muttered in a low voice, his voice a little dry because he had just gotten up.
Snowflakes were flying, and the world outside the window was pure white. In addition, the glass was not cleaned very well, and it looked like a dreamlike mood.
After Luo Chuan left the room, he saw Yao Ziyan who kept yawning.
He was brushing his teeth with half-closed eyes, and there were white bubbles at the corners of his mouth.
After seeing Luo Chuan, he opened his eyes slightly and said hello vaguely: “Good morning, boss.”
“Good morning.” Luo Chuan, who was now in a semi-sleepwalking state, responded casually.
