omniscient god

After He Le entered the warehouse yesterday, he somewhat guessed the reason, but the cruel facts still made him suffer.

"Why didn't you stop him... wait until now? What's up with the church?"

"Think about it, our Pope Innocent clearly covers the sky with one hand. In this world where the strong are respected, isn't it easy to ban a small city lord?" He didn't point it out, disguised reminded.

"Impossible...you must be lying to me again..." Thirteen alluded to the private collusion between the Church and Lori, He Le took two steps back, unable to believe it.

"You are really cute, you trust others so easily..." Thirteen looked at him obsessively, "Poor puppet king of the human race, you also trust him so easily."

"Do you know that the little king agrees with the slave trade among the nobles?" He chuckled and revealed loudly: "Although the Pope is behind the scenes to control the overall situation, it is like a boring peace treaty. The slave trade? It was also approved by His Majesty the King himself." Yes! Everything is their greedy conspiracy!"

He Le choked up and said, "Is this your real purpose?" To punish the king, pope and Vincent, give them a verdict, and set off a chaotic racial war?

Thirteen was silent for a while, chuckled a few times, and then made an impassioned statement: "Yes, people always look forward to the birth of heroes, ordinary and ignorant people can't become heroes, so I will judge those unknown crimes."

He Le clenched his fists tightly, but was unable to let go.

"I hope you only look at me alone, just like before..."

"At that time, I was the last person you should trust, but you chose to trust me the most. Now is the moment when you should trust me the most. I will not hurt you." Thirteen said softly.

"Why did you bring me into this world!" He Le shouted with all his might.

"Because you are special, the one I chose, unique." Thirteen was immersed in his own thoughts, "You have never let me down..."

He Le rushed forward and grabbed the lunatic by the collar, filled with righteous indignation: "You are playing with me."

Thirteen panicked: "No... no, no, no... I'm serious about you! I mean it!" Then he gently persuaded, "Leave the church, the idiots in the church won't cultivate your abilities at all. Follow me Together, I will make you grow quickly..."

"You start a war and treat war and killing as a game. I couldn't agree with such a thing before, and I won't agree with it in the future."

Thirteen sophistry: "How do you know that the war will bring harm? War advances the civilization of the world. In the age of war, the strong emerge in large numbers, and the culture develops rapidly! This is the selection of the goddess, weeding out those weak people, a brand new The race will be born... I am just a promoter of history, I will save the corrupt world of Eland, and the future generations will bear the name of my saint—ah, the game of the goddess is so cruel."

"Is that so..." He Le's Adam's apple rolled, his mouth dry.

"The reason is not important... As I said, the reason can be that the war makes the magic civilization develop rapidly and can create the strongest race. Of course, it can also be that I simply want to destroy the world. It doesn't matter what it is. It's up to you to imagine..."

He Le lowered his head and said sadly: "You were not like this in the past. When you were Ofir, you were also weak. You respected every soul, prayed for them, and even couldn't bear to hurt the young monster..."

"I am still weak now, and this has never changed since I was born." Thirteen hugged He Le's waist, "Just like now, you can kill me at any time, I am as small as an ant in front of you... ..."

He Le didn't get rid of Thirteen immediately, and stared at him seriously. Those coquettish red eyes were so close at this moment, He Le saw his own shadow from inside.

He laughed suddenly.

"You're lying." He loosened Shisan's collar and said decisively.

Thirteen reluctantly grabbed his arm without answering.

"You didn't tell me all the truth as promised."

"..." Thirteen opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

He Le went on to say: "Or, you only told me a part, and you are lying about most of it.

"why would you say so?"

"Because I know you well, you're not that kind of person." He Le took a deep breath, "You...are you involuntary?"

Thirteen's fingers trembled. As the father of the machine race, he could precisely install tiny gears on each puppet. His hands, which were used to holding tools, had never trembled for hundreds of years.

"You...you are too confident, even I don't know myself."

"Yeah." He Le smiled awkwardly, "You are narcissistic, I am confident, don't we look alike?"

He seemed to be joking, and he couldn't tell where the trust in Shisan came from for no reason.

"I don't know why...I just think you're lying."

He tried his best to explain, and laughed at himself: "No one will believe this kind of subjective reason... In fact, I don't know why. I just don't think you are that kind of person, but you have done something irreparable. The established facts, as for where you lied, I can't judge..."

He firmly vowed: "I will find the so-called truth by myself and judge right from wrong."

"Is it...do you think so..." Thirteen muttered to himself.

"Ah."

He hugged He Le, excited: "You are so dazzling! My life is worthless in front of you!" He confessed his love to He Le crazily.

He Le was stunned, and Shisan, who was hugging him, was trembling with excitement.

This kind of fanatical worship like a believer... He seems to have seen it in the Red Moon and the Pope.

Believers believe in God's guidance unconditionally, they prostrate at God's feet, and obey God's orders.

Just kidding... What did Thirteen think of him?

He Le looked at the stained glass above the sanctuary. It was a statue of a goddess. The abstract goddess closed her eyes and embraced a crystal sphere.Her expression is gentle and loving, just like the mother of all living beings.

The beautiful statue of the goddess suddenly turned upside down from He Le's eyes, and when he came back to his senses, Thirteen had pushed him down on the altar.

Thirteen's face was flushed, and he grabbed his hand and pressed it on his heart, fascinated: "God, please grant me the most extreme salvation."

The elements that originally surrounded He Le scattered in all directions because of their disgust for Thirteen, and the altar that lost the light element was eclipsed.

Has the element's dislike of Thirteen reached this level?It's not a matter of not having elemental appeal anymore!He Le noticed this and was shocked.

He Le tried to push Shisan away, but the hand on his chest stopped because of something.

Thirteen had no heartbeat at all.

impossible!how come!

He Le wanted to cling to his heart and confirm it more clearly. The gentle kisses fell on his cheeks, the corners of his mouth, and then to his lips like spring rain.

"What are you doing—!" He Le exclaimed.

"Kiss you." Thirteen said, "...can't you?" His expression seemed to cry at any moment.

"No...not...I..." He Le was frightened by his actions and stammered.

"do you hate me?"

He Le hesitated and said, "...I don't hate it."

"That's good." He leaned down and kissed again.

The warm breath made He Le blush, his lips were soft, He Le felt like he was biting on a piece of marshmallow.Thirteen was so close that he could clearly see Thirteen's slender eyelashes.The man had a devout expression, his slightly closed eyes drooped slightly, and the well-placed tear mole at the corner of his left eye drew people's imagination.

"What are you thinking?" He Le heard Thirteen whisper, the voice was too close, and He Le's throat tightened because of the ambiguity.

"When you kiss me, I don't allow you to think about other things..." He bit He Le's lip viciously.

He Le felt that he was wronged, he was thinking about Thirteen, how could he have other things in his mind at this time.He was just wondering if he could kiss that tear mole.

The long kiss continued, and He Le was pressed down on the altar by Thirteen.The smells of the two were intertwined, and their breathing became more and more rapid. He Le couldn't help hugging Shisan's back.

If it's going to pull him out of the mud...

He was taken aback by his own thoughts.

What kind of feelings does he have for Thirteen?This kind of kiss should only be done between lovers, right?

He Le couldn't tell, but he knew very well that even though he was deceived by this person repeatedly, He Le didn't hate him.

Is that like?How should we go in the future?

He is currently unable to give himself a clear answer.

……

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two of them through the stained glass.

Such a quiet moment seems to be very good.

"The horn of jihad is about to sound," Thirteen said.

"Ah."

"We'll meet on the battlefield."

"Um……"

"You don't have to show mercy to me."

"Certainly not."

After saying three short sentences back and forth, the two fell into a long silence until night fell, the moon climbed high, and the abandoned church was hazy. Thirteen got up and walked out.

"Wait a minute." He Le called to stop his back.

"I... have some things I want to think about clearly. When we meet again, I will tell you the answer!" He said.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Thirteen turned around and smiled at him, pushed open the door, and the blurry figure merged into the night.

The author has something to say:

The second act is also over, and there are actually some scumbags behind this chapter...what you understand, if you don't hit the base, harmony can only be made up by your brain

Act Three: The Throne of God