You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

The class teacher's return to China was very difficult. The continuous rain made many people fall ill, and the doctor tried to cure everyone.

But this is impossible, the number of casualties is constantly soaring, and the Holy See doesn't care about it.

Because they have obtained the holy city and a lot of wealth, the grass people can already die.

"Not everyone in this world is worth living," they said, "and if they die in jihad, they will go to heaven."

"Is that really the case?" Typhon asked.

The doctor was silent for a while.

He went out, the rain was still falling, he stretched out his hand to catch the crystal clear drops, the leaves rustled, and wet his clothes and hair.

After a while.

he said softly.

"There is no heaven in the world at all."

He seemed to have made up his mind and said so.

Typhon smiled, and continued to twist his clothes, "Yes, I've seen them all, life is indeed very happy."

"I want to go too," he said.

He straightened up, stretched himself, and then put on his half-dry clothes.

"Don't think so much, and you won't suffer." Typhon said softly, "For example, if you are like me, if you eat enough and sleep soundly, your life will be complete."

The doctor smiled.

"Fine," he said.

Typhon rubbed his eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, "Look at that, it's a rainbow."

It's a good sign.

The doctor let out a sigh, and he sat quietly on the ground. The rain stopped, and the air in the forest had a faint and fresh musty smell. He heard someone talking about his family, saying that he might see him soon They are gone.

"It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, you have to go home." The young man said, and the other middle-aged man sighed, "Yeah, I thought I could look like a man."

"If he's still alive, he's a good man." The young man said, picked up his pipe, and took a puff.

The middle-aged man also smiled and shook his head, "Yeah, it's better than being dead, people always want to live."

"Good things happen only when you're alive, right?" The young man patted him on the shoulder.

"There's nothing wrong with that," said the middle-aged man.

The doctor also sat down, "Is there any breakfast?" he asked

"Doctor." The young man said enthusiastically, "You must be too busy these days."

"Fortunately, I came back alive." He said with a smile, broke a piece of bread and handed it to the doctor, "I'm eating now."

"The doctor will probably be promoted when he goes back." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Sure, I think the doctor is the one who contributes the most among so many people."

Another soldier said, Typhon didn't know why and sat by the edge of the fire, "Did I make less money?"

"You will definitely get a lot of rewards when you go back. Are you still not satisfied with what you have obtained?" The soldier patted Typhon on the shoulder and said, "You all came from the same place?"

"That's right," said the doctor.

"That's good, I died when I was young." The young man said, shaking the small bag hanging on his waist, "I brought back a lock of his hair."

The doctor took a bite of the bread.

The dewdrops on the leaves reflect the beautiful light.

"He must have gone to heaven." The doctor said, he was stunned for a moment, did he really think so in his heart, it was completely impossible, that man was just an ordinary unlucky soldier who committed killing and tyranny sin.

But why did he say that.

Why is he lying.

He stretched out his hand to cover his chest, there seemed to be something in severe pain, and his tears almost fell from the pain.

People, why do you have to work so hard?

The girl stretched out a hand, and a bird with colorful wings landed on her finger.

"Is this hope?" Sariel asked.

Prometheus laughed, "Yes, it is hope."

The little bird landed on her shoulder, looking at Sariye with black bean-like eyes, combing its feathers.

It rubbed the girl's face affectionately, chirping something, the girl showed a smile, stretched out her hand, it flapped its wings, and flew away.

"It's really a beautiful thing." Sariel said softly.

In this land, there has always been hope.

No matter how many books were burned by the censorship bureau and how many people were killed by the Inquisition, this little bird would still fly and sing in the sky.

She places blind hope in everyone's heart.

Whether it is a commoner in the sludge or a convict in a shipyard, they all enjoy such a good thing equally.

Sariel stretched out his hand, and the bird landed on his hand, and he felt happy for no reason.

Even he can enjoy this kind of thing.

An angel without a heartbeat or breath.

Is there really a heaven in the world?Sariel couldn't help thinking, of course there is heaven, that's where he came from, where everyone didn't have to work, and their hearts were full of praise and happiness. His father sat under the pigeon flower tree in the star sky, with a loving heart Smile at them.

To be honest, Sariel is a defective product.

Perhaps because of the fact that the power was given to lies, he was never as happy as the other angels.

He used to think there was something wrong with him.

He was abandoned by God.

So he took the initiative to ask Ying to find this goddess.

But he found that she was not as sympathetic as he imagined.

Because she forsaken God.

At this time, like all the tramps, she was wearing a worn linen shirt and overalls, with a thin figure, and even had indelible scars on her neck, wrists and ankles.

Everywhere these characteristics highlight her humble status, not just a pauper, maybe even an exile.

However, she raised her head high, feeling the breath of the morning breeze, her hair was blown messily, sitting on the pointed church bell tower, the most beautiful colorful winged birds in the world were circling her, hanged The eye sockets of the bones on the shelves stared at her.

She raised her hand, grabbed a handful of stones, and blew them out through her fingers.

Sariel felt dazzled at that moment, because what struggled to crawl out from the girl's fingers was life, real life, they were silent in the morning wind, letting their blood flow through their fragile wings, and then The wings began to bleed, and they flew.

It's a butterfly.

The butterflies swirled down and circled under the tall gallows. The executioner dismembered the bones and brought up the next group of heretics.

They have girls who are in love with pagans, and there are outrageous people who believe in other gods. All in all, they are all damned. The people onlookers pointed at them, and the priest walked up with the cross, trying to make them finally repent. one time.

A girl saw a flying butterfly, she raised a finger stained with blood, the butterfly fell down and stayed on her finger, the golden tentacles were long and slender, like an elegant baton .

It's good to be alive.

Yet today I am going to die.

The girl smiled.

Regretful but without a regretful smile, the priest said that if he did not make love with him, he would send himself to die.

Then die.

just.

"Do you think there will be heaven in this world?" the girl asked softly.

The butterfly flapped its wings lightly, so that she could see upwards that the bright sun had risen in the east, and all was warm and radiant, and her pale face was illuminated.

There will still be heaven in the world.

She was suddenly convinced of it.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Sariel stretched out his hand and saw that his fingers were translucent under the sunlight. He is the angel of lies and the moon, but until today he seemed to have glimpsed the truth about lies.

He once thought about why humans lie.

Why should human beings be endowed with lies?

The girl jumped off the wall and landed in the bell tower. Sariel knew that the power of the gods was related to people's beliefs, and he had a keen glimpse of something.

In a moan of despair.

The power of this young girl grows in secret.

Sariel didn't know how powerful she was in her prime, but he knew that she was almost no different from ordinary mountain monsters in her decline.

He had heard that this guy's power was the most dangerous power in this world, and it was extremely difficult to grasp.

After all, if he is given the power to give life and soul, he can only say that his mind is empty and he has no thoughts.

If he was given the power to see the future, he would probably only be able to give enlightenment to others according to the scriptures.

Normal gods hold these two powers, which can already be said to be powerful and prominent.

But this guy just got the third power.

It is also the power that his Lord fears the most, the power that cannot be possessed, that is, the incomparable wisdom.

How would he use these three powers if he were to, Sariel thought, he didn't know.

But if he was asked to imagine the appearance of a god with such power, he would definitely not think it was her.

The girl's body was covered with scars, big and small, deep and shallow.

He didn't dare to speculate how bloody and cruel her past was, but her soul was still not broken.

She has experienced 1000 years of captivity, 1000 years of wandering, and 1000 years of oblivion.

What will she experience in the future?

The world she expected now seems to have no sign of it at all.

But she did, a little stronger.

"You are not strict enough." The chief of the Inquisition listened to the orders above, "You have indulged too many dangerous elements."

"You should be more severe, more pious, more pure."

He walked out of the church, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, thinking seriously about his inadequacy. He seemed to suddenly understand something. Although he diligently arrested heretics, he seemed to be simply killing dead them.

Let them cast aside their faith.

"Expand the prison cell." He ordered his subordinates, "and study new instruments of torture."

"In the future, heretics have not repented of their sins, so don't execute them yet." He said, "I want to dedicate the purest and most innocent souls to God, and I cannot condone their foul language and blasphemy after death."

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