Ge Lie saw with his own eyes the scene where Nietzsche rushed into the sky to challenge the god Enlil. He had a strong feeling that Nietzsche seemed to have known that he would go, and deliberately waited until the moment he appeared to show up, just to let him see it. It seemed like he wanted to tell him something through this scene.
Perhaps Nietzsche wanted to prove something important and seek some kind of answer, but this lunatic couldn't tell the result himself, so he needed a bystander to discover the mystery. Why did Nietzsche choose Goret? Because no one else is more suitable than Ge Lie, he is the only great magician who will appear there.
Did Enlil really cause the great flood? Why is this god doing this? Golie came to the empty main hall of the Shiya Temple with lingering doubts, and knelt down to pray to the tall statue of Enlil: "Great god, great Enlil, please tell me about your Believers, why did this flood encircle the city-state? Why did the town of Duke disappear?"
While praying, Ge Lie suddenly had a strange feeling, his shoulders seemed to feel a sense of oppression, and the statue in the center of the hall seemed to have come alive and had life, looking down at him. If it was before today, under the gaze of the god statue, Ge Lie would only feel peaceful and lucky, full of a sense of glory. But it was quite different at this moment, he actually had a kind of creepy fear, and he still held his staff tightly while praying, secretly running all the powers ready to go.
Ge Lie's staff is made of the finest century-old walnut core, with neat and beautiful lines, and it has a lustrous luster after being held in the hand for many years. There is an eye of the earth inlaid on the front of the staff, but it is subtly wrapped by wood grain without any trace. It looks a bit like an old man's walking stick, but it is extremely noble and delicate.
"My temple priest, my devout believer, why do you use your power when you pray, are you hostile to me?"
A thunderous voice suddenly came from Ge Lie's mind, it was Enlil who was speaking! Ge Lie lowered his head, knelt there and crawled on the ground, looking very respectful, but he didn't let go of his staff. He said to the voice in his soul: "Enlil, my god of the gods, did you destroy the town of Duk? Did you let the flood surround the city of Shuya? I just want to know the answer."
"It was the flood that destroyed the town of Duk. It was the heavy rain that brought the flood. It was the combination of the warm and humid wind blowing from the ocean and the circling airflow on the Assyrian Plateau that caused the heavy rain. It was my divine power that made the airflow on the plateau circling. It was my Anger directed the thunder and lightning in the clouds." The god answered his question with a majestic and flat voice, almost without any emotion.
The answer seemed to have a different meaning. Ge Lie was silent for a moment, wondering what he was thinking about, and finally sighed: "The flood has come to the city of Syria, gods, I took out all the god stones in the city and laid them down." A large formation. If you can preserve this city and let the disaster that swept across the city-state of Syria recede, I will sacrifice all of them to you."
Enlil's voice showed a hint of ridicule: "Sacrifice? This is the temple dedicated to me, and have I ever taken any wealth in the temple? Accept people's sacrifices in my name, isn't it all up to you guys?" Priests and priests to enjoy? How ridiculous! At this moment you think of offering sacrifices, do you think that gods can be bought with the wealth of the world?"
Ge Lie replied respectfully: "Great Enlil, this is not a bribe but a prayer. If the flood inevitably destroys the city of Syria, then this magic array will become the last force to protect the city wall. It is not against the gods, but to protect the people here who are dedicated to the gods, which is the belief of thousands of people, no matter where the flood comes from."
No one in the city of Shuya knew Ge Lie's intention to take out all the sacred stones and line them up on the city wall to form a magical formation. No one could fully unleash the theoretical power of such a large formation, even if all the magicians in the city were gathered together. But Ge Lie only asked for the formation of the magic array, which could only stimulate all the divine stones to integrate with the magic array.
He was betting that Enlil would not be able to forcibly take away the God Stone!
Above the flooded town of Duke, Ge Lie saw many sacred stones being taken up into the clouds by a strange force, and guessed that the gods might be using the sacred stones to perform powerful magic spells. The power of this kind of divine art is so enormous that it may require a lot of divine stones to assist or make up for it.
The city-state of Syria is the most important source of sacred stones in the Kingdom of Hatti. There are many sacred stones hoarded in the temple over the years, and the treasury of the city-state’s Ministry of Finance still has tax revenue belonging to the kingdom. Ge Lie took them all out. He tried to negotiate with the gods. If the power of the gods could immediately recede the flood, then let the gods take away these god stones.
If not, the divine art array can not only protect the city wall, but also the activated divine stone cannot be taken away by other people's mana, even the gods can't do this. The sacred stone can be inlaid with a staff, and defeating a magician can take away his staff, but when two people fight with magic, it is impossible for one magician to directly take away the magic staff from the other magician. The god stone, it is one with the magician's power.
Enlil fell silent suddenly, and Ge Lie prostrated on the ground and waited quietly. After a long time, he heard the voice of the gods again, echoing in the void with laughter: "Poor priest, I don't know 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 those god stones on the city wall, which are the wealth accumulated by the entire city-state for many years. If I do this, all people will resent and stay away from me, you 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 city-state of Syria! I will hear the cheers of the people, and my temple will flood with believers who come to express their gratitude like a tide. You will understand all this soon... As for the town of Duk, you Did you mean to ask me why I didn't save them in the flood? Why did I save them?... It's ridiculous that I should explain such a silly question to you mortal!"
Enlil's voice said something, and at the same time a message suddenly appeared in Ge Lie's mind, containing various sounds and images, it was a series of tragedies that happened in Duk Town.
"Priest, have you seen it? They have abandoned the decree of the patron saint, and Goddess Mu Yun has no reason to keep it there, so I will bless that land again. The flood is my blessing, but people can't just Ask to enjoy the blessings of the gods, I don't need to save sinners in the flood." Enlil's voice sounded again, seemingly irresistible judgment.
Ge Lie was stunned for a long time, then struggled and asked again: "But the whole Duke Town has been destroyed, there must be some innocent people."
Enlil's voice became contemptuous: "When the crime spreads to every corner, the flood will not distinguish who is innocent. I don't need to save the sin in the flood, and I don't need to save your so-called innocent. In my eyes , they belong to the Duke Town clan, and have already abandoned the protection of the oracle.
A mortal will face death in a short life, no matter what kind of method it is. Don't forget that they are all members of Duke Town, and everyone has a responsibility to bear. They should blame the disaster caused by their clansmen, and also blame themselves for what they did to save it? Since it is irretrievable in the end, the whole ship will be destroyed. "
The words of the gods are not easy to understand. Enlil actually said that the flood was his blessing, and the town of Duk was not worth saving from the disaster. Ge Lie finally raised his head and asked, "Great God, did you bring this flood?"
Enlil said coldly: "I won't answer such stupid and ignorant questions again!"
Ge Lie asked again: "Then what will happen to the fate of Shuya City?"
Enlil: "I have to ask you, yourselves!" After saying this, he was silent. Ge Lie felt that the oppressive feeling of being watched by the god image disappeared—the god had gone.
Ge Lie was silent for a long time in the temple, carefully recalling what the gods said, and carefully recalling the scene of Nietzsche rushing into the sky, pondering every detail he saw in the flood. What was Nietzsche trying to tell him? And what does Enlil mean? He meditated alone all night, and when a gleam of light appeared in the distant sky, he suddenly understood something.
Enlil just launched a heavy rain. As far as Ge Lie saw with his own eyes, it might just use the simplest air magic, but it contained almost boundless divine power. Enlil used divine power to change the direction of the circling airflow on the Assyrian plateau, causing it to collide with the warm and humid wind blowing from the ocean, thus triggering continuous torrential rain.
The gods on the clouds only manipulated the strong wind and lightning. When the high-air currents collide to form a natural vortex, there is no need for him to use his divine power anymore. The torrential rain will continue until the end. It will take more divine power to stop the heavy rain than to start it. Enlil just started, and didn't intend to expend more power to stop it.
In the silent temple, Ge Lie's body was trembling, as if he was sick, he looked cold, but his face was flushed. As the chief priest of the Shrine of Enlil, the city-state of Syria, and a great magician who swore an oath in front of the gods, facing all this, he had only three choices—
One is to preach the miracles of Enlil devoutly, and believe in what the gods said without hesitation. This is a blessing to the city-state of Syria and washes away the sins of Duk Town. What exactly does Enlil describe disasters as blessings, Ge Lie has already guessed some clues. If this is the case, Gelie is still the same as before, and nothing has changed. But he couldn't forget the scene of the old lunatic rushing into the sky, that scene has been deeply imprinted in his soul.
The second is to abandon Enlil. This is contrary to his vows and beliefs. When his beliefs are shaken, his achievements in divine arts will probably suffer a major blow, and he may even lose his strength.
The third is the hardest thing to do. He needs to look at all this calmly and rationally, review his own life and the experiences of other people he has met, and achieve a higher state of detachment without disturbing his mind. Ge Lie inexplicably remembered the records in the divine arts classics, he could not understand the final test that a magician would face in order to obtain the final ninth-level achievement. Could it be this meaning? This is too difficult, it will swallow the soul!
No one knew how Ge Lie spent the night in the temple, and how did he pray to the gods? When he walked out of the temple after dawn, people found that this noble magician was indescribably haggard, and there was deep helplessness hidden in his eyes.
"The gods have said that this is the test that the city-state is facing, and there will be blessings after the flood. But whether we can usher in that blessing is entirely up to us. Don't ask what the gods have given, come with me to the city wall to resist the flood , This is our struggle!" Ge Lie said so to everyone, and then climbed onto the tower with a staff in hand.
When Ge Lie came to the city wall again, the flood had already submerged the city wall as high as two people, and it was still rising slowly. Looking out, the vast expanse is extremely clean, and the city of Syya is like a huge solitary boat protected by a city wall in the flood. The city wall looks solid, but the water outside the city is higher than the ground inside the city, and it will bear more and more side pressure. The city wall built in this arid area is not a dam after all.
The weak parts of the wall may not be able to withstand this pressure, and as the water soaks longer and the pressure drop caused by the water level becomes larger, some parts of the city wall will become soft, collapse or leak. At this time, the magic array played a role, connecting the entire city wall into one, and either collapsed completely, or persisted intact until the end.
Ge Lie slowly walked around the city-state, the pupil of the earth in the staff inspired divine power, and reinforced every section of the city wall with the simplest and most useful earth element magic. For the time being, he doesn't think about anything else, and it's impossible to think about it. He can only think about two things: Will the height of the flood eventually rise above the lowest point of the city wall, and can the flood recede before its power is exhausted
This great magician did not rest for several days and nights, and walked slowly around the city without stopping. He had a solemn and pious expression on his face, but there always seemed to be sparkling lights in his eyes. Sky.
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In the east where Goret looked, on the deep mountains and plateaus around the Youdi River Valley, in the cave-dwelling savage tribe, a "god" was also crying bitterly. Of course he is not a real god like Enlil, but he is regarded by this tribe as the "messenger of the gods", and some people simply call him "God Amon".
The sound of wailing came from the big cave that was burning with fire. The patriarch Link and the clansmen looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to disturb them. Only Schrödinger squatted at the entrance of the cave, staring at Amon with a strange look of pity.