Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

At this time, the Rhine was in chaos. It was the time when the evening was almost into the night. I don’t know who lit a fire on the edge of the main street. The blazing flame approached the palace, burning up half of the street, and dyeing the night sky red. .

Some people screamed and rolled in the fire, some laughed in the fire until they turned to ashes, some knelt on the edge of the flame and prayed to an unknown god, and some fled in panic.

The various forms of sentient beings are fully displayed at this moment.

A priest of the Holy See was staring at the jumping and swaying red flames. He heard the name of the evil god, the only god, from the people who had fallen into madness.

The **** who was condemned by the Holy See as an evil **** and who has hunted his followers for hundreds of years unexpectedly descended miracles at this time, but the **** of mankind they believed in was still not there!

Does the human **** really exist?

If he is there, why not cast down his miracle at this moment, expel the evil power of the evil god, and protect his followers?

The priest saw that among the people kneeling on the ground and praying to the evil god, there were believers who had faithfully believed in the gods of mankind. However, those believers had obviously lost their minds and were not redeemed by the gods they believed in. He had become like other evil gods. The believers are no different, laughing and shed tears, praising the nobleness of the only god.

This is a blasphemy against God, and this is a betrayal of God.

After the priest realized this, he faced a wave of faith, and his faith in the **** of mankind was gradually collapsing.

"What about God? Great God of humanity, why didn't you come? Why didn't you save your believers who were deceived by the evil god? Why didn't you save the Rhine you care about? Why didn't you make a holy manifestation? Do you... really exist?"

He served as the great priest of the Holy See for just over ten years. During this period, did the **** of humanity really perform miracles?

some.

But are those miracles really [God] cast down?

The priest recalled the memory of the past ten years, but came to the conclusion that the so-called miracles were all issued by the Pope's subordinates, and no one had seen miracles from the gods in person except the subordinates.

Could it be that God only cared for the crown of the Pope, and never cared for them, the priests who devoted themselves to God? Does not favor those believers who provide him with faith?

If God never cared about his people, then why would there be the saying that the Holy See would preach on his behalf?

If God cares about his people, why hasn't he been manifested?

"...Does God really exist?"

He is not the only one who thinks like this, and he is not the only priest who has shaken his faith to the point of collapse. After the violent collapse of reason, the erosion from the only **** quietly, the priest looked at the burning flames on the street with expressionless faces, waiting for a long time but did not wait for the so-called miracle.

He laughed suddenly, grinning out of his mouth and laughing so hard that he could only bend his waist to cover his stomach. Finally he laughed and burst into tears. He used his hand for more than ten years, the excellent Holy See's oracle book. Falling to the ground, the book rolled far on the ground, leaped into the flames, and quickly turned into a handful of ashes.

"God, I already know! You don't exist. You are just a phantom presented to us under the crown of the Pope. If you exist, you would punish me who blasphemed you!"

He looked like a madman and cried for a while, and simply sat on the dust-stained main street, with the priestly costumes that had worn the Holy See on his body became crumpled, and he was not afraid of the burning flames close at hand.

He thought of his entire ten-odd years of time, completely spent on a phantom that didn't exist, how many more years could he have?

How should he continue to live in the future?

With his faith collapsed, he fell into despair until it was distorted.

Someone wanted to pull him up from the ground. He struggled to refuse to get up, preferring to roll on the ground rather than accept the help of people who wore Vatican costumes like him.

The night gradually darkened, and people came to look for him one after another, which showed that his status in the Holy See was still quite high.

Until he saw the person who weaved the whole scam appeared in front of him.

The Pope rushed back from Sloria, frowning and looking down seriously at the great priest lying on the ground in a panic and confused thinking, feeling that Rhein's current situation is really troublesome.

He had to find a breakthrough first to understand what happened to them.

So he chose a great priest who seemed to have not directly relayed the letter at least.

Nowadays, there are not a few people in the Holy See who exhibit abnormal behaviors like the great priests. Among them, a considerable number of priests have been put under the command of the only **** and become members of the people who kneel by the flame and pray to the only god.

But according to what other people said, at the moment when the only **** descended on the miracle, those people were not deceived by the power of the evil **** at the first time. They still firmly believed in the **** of mankind at that time, so why did they? After the evil god's miracle fades, is it soaked by the residual evil power?

"Be more sober, Colt..."

The pope tried to talk to the great priest to see if he could know something from him, but the next moment his words were interrupted by the great priest's sudden laugh.

The age of the great priest is no longer young. There are a lot of silver threads growing between his brown hair. The wrinkles on his face once made him look kind and gentle, but at this time he looks crazy, and his loose skin looks distorted and exaggerated because of out of control. At a glance, it looks like an evil ghost in fantasy!

"Liar! You lied to us, you lied to everyone!!"

Facing the mad accusation of the great priest, the pope was startled for a moment. Who did he lie to?

But soon his expression changed. He realized that no matter what the other party had misunderstood, if he didn't solve it on the spot at this time, how would the large number of Holy See priests who came to the scene with him think about it?

He is the example and leader of the Holy See, and the great priest is the administrator of the Holy See closest to the grassroots. No matter what, they must not disagree, especially in full view!

"I haven't lied to anyone, Colt, I can assure you. If you misunderstand something, I can explain to you clearly, please calm down, we are a family, we are all people of God, son of God……"

"Did you lie to me?!"

The great priest suddenly looked up. He looked around at the hundreds of priests of the Holy See who followed behind the pope. Some of them were great priests like him, and some were young priests who still held belief and hope in the gods of mankind.

He finally looked straight at the pope, his expression paranoid and crazy:

"Then tell me...Does God really exist?!"

"Does the God of Humanity really exist? Tell me, haven't you deceived all of us? If he is there, why not directly punish me who has desecrated his majesty?"

"I dare to make it clear to him now: He is a coward! He is a coward and a woman! At the moment when His Majesty the One God is manifested, he looks like a cockroach hiding in a dark corner! A bug!"

"Now, you tell me, under the crown... does he exist?"

The great priest vented as if he was crazy, insulting the human **** he once believed in.

He got up from the ground with his arms wide open and looked at the dark night sky. Regardless of the uproar of the people around him, he smiled exaggeratedly and distortedly. Finally, he cast his gaze on the pope and stared at the amazement on the pope's face.

"I know, he's not here."

He is talking to himself, and he is also talking to other people who have been deceived.

"Otherwise I have died, the cause of death is: God's punishment."

Theocracy collapsed at this moment.

...

Rhine is not alone in the chaos at this time.

Bordering the Rhine and only separated by the Kriston Palace, Lorraine is also the focus of the only god’s divine power erosion. The noise of day and night is always disturbing and strange. No one wants to approach the large group gathered in the street and kneel. People who mutter to themselves or praise something loudly.

The figure in the black robe walked through the remote path. From the outside, the black robe man is not very old and short in height, but he is fast, as if walking on the wind.

He looked out from the dark and deserted path, looking for the companions he knew among the group of new believers outside, and soon he found their place.

The black-robed man didn't seem to be afraid of the group of people who got together and behaved strangely. He went straight through the dense crowd to his companion. The strange thing was that no one noticed his arrival, just like a touch of invisible. shadow.

He squatted on the ground and listened quietly to the whispers or loud prayers and praises of his companions. Most of them were incomprehensible chaotic language, and only a few words could be understood by him: "The only great one God...Master of the sea of ​​stars... Creator of the beginning and end..."

Where did this one called the one **** come from?

Except for the **** he himself deeply believed in, he only knew the **** of humanity. After all, priests of the Holy See occasionally came to Lorraine to preach, and he had listened to it a few times.

And how did this only **** who seemed to appear out of thin air gained the faith of so many people? Obviously, Wei En and the others claimed that they were unbelievers.

He couldn't understand the weirdness of this incident at all.

So he just whispered to the ears of his companions:

"Philia, Wien, Christopher... we should go back."

But no one paid attention to him.

Whether it's Philia, who has always been gentle, or Wien, who has always listened to him as his cockroach, even the honest man Christopher ignored his words at this time.

He waited and waited, but no one paid any attention to him.

So he simply stunned his companions with his ability, and directly used the ability Miss Nightingale bestowed on him to float them in the air. Of course, he still used his power to hide the figure of his group, and did not allow the believers who gathered together to realize that a few people were suddenly missing.

After gaining the ability, he first retaliated against the group of people who used him to harm him, and later occupied a large area in Lorena. Although he still failed to find an exit from Lorena, he got better. The living conditions are easy.

He also has companions gathered around him. Some of these companions are as weak as the past and want to seek protection from him, some are longing for the strong and strife and want to follow him, and there are others of the same kind who are taken in by him. That is, another person.

Although there are not many other strangers who are willing to follow him upright and openly, Lorraine doesn’t know how to follow him, but the number of companions gathered together unknowingly increased to a dozen people. He saw that the room in the dark already belonged to him. The candlelight was lit in the room, and he walked quickly over and opened the wooden door.

"Renault, are you back?"

Someone got up quickly from a sitting position.

"Are they okay, my God, what did they do there!"

There were also people rushing up and hurriedly picking up the few people who had floated behind him all the way back. There was no other place to put people in this house, so they simply lined up and laid them on the ground.

Renault didn't take off his black robe, but just sat on the main seat in the room. He explained a little:

"They seem to have believed in a god, and then the believers gathered together on the main street. Probably... it's about the same as the prayer ceremony of the **** of humanity gathering believers."

"The problem is that they are still doing well in the morning. Is such a short time enough for them to believe in a god? It's not a joke!"

The companion who was talking was obviously a hot temper. He simply leaned down and slapped one of them awake, pulled up the collar and asked in a roaring tone:

"Hey, Wien! What happened? Tell me clearly how you ran to believe in a god, or did you believe in that in just one afternoon! There are still thousands of people. Believe together?!"

The more he talked about it, the more incredible it became.

Wien opened his eyes dizzy, and faced the hasty questioning of his companion, he was stunned, and was silent for a while.

Fortunately, he still remained sane, and he did not become a fanatic at that moment. Otherwise, if he heard such blasphemous language, if the fanatics were to be a fanatic, he would start a madman.

"I don't know exactly how I got here. I was still working on the main road in the afternoon. You should have heard the loud noise, too?"

"Only at that moment, after the loud noise, I felt [God] glance at me, his power brushed my body, and then I became his believer..."

"Do you understand? I do believe in Him from the heart, but I know very well that I was a person without faith not long ago. This feeling is very strange and a little weird, but I have no feeling of fear or resistance. Not at all."

"...It sounds terrible."

Someone murmured something like that.

There was a dead silence in the room, and no one spoke first.

Wien, who became a believer in the only god, got up from the ground on his own, but he didn't enter the state of praying anymore, which made some people who were afraid of the weirdness of him a little relieved.

After they awakened the other people and asked them about their specific circumstances, they found that the reasons given by the affected people were almost the same. It sounded like a cloud of people, I don’t know what to say, and they’re more concerned. Feared.

Renault was interested in the existence of gods. He knocked on the table to attract everyone's attention:

"I want to know what kind of existence the **** you are talking about? For example, the **** of humans. According to the priest of the Holy See, the **** of humans controls the sky and dusk, and he is the master of all elements. All the thoughts of human beings are given by him, and the rivers of life and death converge under his feet..."

"That...what is the priesthood of the god?"

For some reason, he was a little afraid to say the name of the only god, so he directly obscured this part.

The existence of a **** in his eyes should be Miss Nightingale. Compared with the human **** of the Holy See, and this weird only god, it is indeed Miss Nightingale who truly exists in the world, gentle and powerful [God] More suitable for being held up to the altar.

Therefore, he has always had an idea.

The **** of mankind who has never been manifested can be called a **** and is believed by the world. The only **** he has never heard of has also gained a large number of believers in a short day, which is better than all of them. Miss Nightingale can do it too.

If Miss Nightingale was the real god, she would be the best one!

Therefore, the new believers in the One God cannot tell why. After they enter the state of faith, they can vaguely confide the great deeds of God, but when they are sober, they say everything they shouldn’t know. Not out.

Renault couldn't help laughing, it was an opportunity.

The so-called newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he doesn't know the horror of the only god, he started the belief of the Lord of countless worlds, rather than starting a new **** system, or directly obtaining the fruits of other people's labor. Isn't it easy?

At this time, he only thought that the newly-appearing only **** was a mysterious and capable magician. No matter how powerful this master magician was, it was impossible to know what was happening in this little corner of him, right?

Even the human **** of the Holy See was secretly scolded by someone behind his back, but he still didn't have any reaction, let alone the legendary punishment. It is impossible for God to know everything in the world, as Renault thought.

"Actually, I have also heard of this god. There was once an exalted magician who told me about his great deeds..."

Renault's voice also had a hoarse throat that had been severely wounded. He said it very seriously, so that several people who didn't want to listen or dared to listen even more dare not ask if they could not listen.

He recounted a set of prayers he had compiled for Miss Nightingale... No, it was a recorded prayer:

"He is the only God in the world and the source of all things in the world. He is in charge of the rules of beginning and end, the cycle of stars and reincarnation. He will walk in the world forever, as walking in her kingdom of God. He is the goddess of all things, this world The... the only god."

Renault felt that someone was taking a look at him, but this feeling was fleeting, he didn't take it seriously, he just felt that his speech was perfect!

"Goddess...?" Someone finally asked questions.

"Of course, the great goddess of all things, your Majesty the only **** in this world." Renault nodded naturally. He turned his head and asked the followers of the only god, "what do you think? His Majesty the only **** shouldn't ask any questions." Bar?"

Several believers hesitated a little, and finally returned to:

"God didn't say anything about it."

It seems that your Majesty, the only god... is really a goddess?

No one knew that Renault walked around in front of the gate of ghosts, and he was still alive at this time, but God disapproved of his blasphemy behavior, but did not object.

He thought that he was stealing the believers and beliefs belonging to the only **** in the dark. This was the underworld that could never be exposed, but he didn't know that from the beginning, the only **** had acquiesced in what he did, and He gave him a handy push.

The **** just feels that this world belongs to the belief of the only **** and should be inherited by the people he likes.