Kingdom’s Bloodline

Thales doesn't know much about the gods. Lewen Mobile Network

Most of them are limited to the two major temples in Yongxing City-Sunset and Mingye. The priests of the former are compassionate but aggressive (yes, the two can appear on the same person at the same time without violating the harmony), and the believers of the latter Affable but neurotic (yes, there's no conflict between the two).

At least that's how Thales feels.

But this is the first time he has come to Haoyue's territory.

The Bright Moon Temple in the Northland.

With a suspicious look on his face, Thales walked cautiously and came to the officiant of Home.

The statue behind the officiant is quite shocking when viewed up close, just like the statue of Naikaru.

Several immortal lamps surrounding the statue of the god were lit on the altar, slightly illuminating the dimly lit room.

The high priest's face was still hidden behind the veil, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Thales with strange colors.

Emotions are unknown.

Thales was a little uneasy when he was stared at by those clear eyes.

He turned his head unconsciously, but only saw Putilei, Nikolai, and Michael retreating to other rooms, while Xiao Slick was dragged into another room by the White Blade Guard, looking back at him from time to time.

All right.

Looks like it's just me and her.

Thales turned his head, took a deep breath, and prepared to face the mysterious priest.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the statue of Haoyue behind High Priest Huom.

The pair of emotionless stone eyes of Goddess Haoyue seem to be staring away forever, indifferent to everything around her.

It is completely different from the statue of the setting sun in Yongxing City.

Thales still remembers the scene when he sneaked into the Sunset Temple to beg: He once looked under the steps of the altar, but was taken aback by the statue of the goddess—the eyes of the goddess of the setting sun seemed to be vigilant all the time, watching everyone closely. People who saw her statue.

Of course, the Sunset Temple is also much more magnificent than this shabby - Haoyue Altar.

"You're confused."

Thales was taken aback before he suddenly realized that it was Priest Hom talking to him.

The high priest's tone was almost the same as when she presided over the duel, her voice was ethereal and emotionless.

Holm's eyes were still locked on him.

Compared with Li Xiya, the chief priest of the Sunset Temple, this priest lacks an aggressive aura, but has a unique temperament dormant in silence.

Thales opened his mouth slightly, and tentatively replied with countless questions in his heart: "I...it's true."

Priest Huom didn't speak, she still stood quietly under the statue of Haoyue, her aura matched the aura of the statue behind her quite aptly.

Thales frowned, his eyeballs rolled around the altar, and he couldn't help but said: "Well, actually..."

He couldn't go on.

Holm interrupted him coldly: "Have you seen the gods?"

Thales raised his eyebrows.

God.

He's really not in the mood to discuss this at all right now.

Outside the temple, Rumba, Walton, Exeter and the stars - there are a lot of troubles waiting for him!

Thinking of this, Thales sighed: "Sorry, I'm now..."

But the chief priest obviously didn't seem to want him to speak.

"As early as in the unknown history, as early as when mortal beings began to compete with each other for their own insignificant lives, the concept of gods existed in the minds of mortals." Home said lightly.

Thales was slightly taken aback: "What?"

The eyes of the officiant of Home exuded the color of clear water like steaming mist, and his voice was quiet and natural.

"In the history of the mortal world, the first batch of gods are closely related to the images in the hearts of mortals," she said softly: "The holy day, the bright moon, the dark night, the mountains, the herding sea, the harvest, and the desert."

Thales' eyelids twitched.

From the mysterious temple to the legend in people's mouth, he has heard several words in it.

"These gods, they don't have their own names, they don't have names that can be called by the mortal world, and they don't have names that can be understood by the mortal world," the priest said slowly, but changed the subject in the next sentence:

"But these gods, do they really exist?"

Um?

Thales was startled.

What are you doing?

Facing the inexplicable question of the officiant, he looked at the stone statue and the altar behind the officiant, and at the veil of the officiant, having some difficulty in how to answer and how to get away quickly.

"If I remember correctly, you are the priest of the goddess behind you," Thales said embarrassingly, scratching his hair, "but you are asking me this question..."

"It's not a conflict." Home said lightly.

Thales raised his eyebrows, showing doubts.

Priest Home turned his head sideways and glanced at the stone statue behind him: "The gods that mortals believe in are not the same as the gods themselves—they are not the same thing."

ah?

Thales was taken aback again.

Is the God I believe in the same as the real God?

This... Should this be something that a priest, or even a high priest—the spokesperson of the gods in the world—should say?

Why does it sound so... reactionary?

Only the priest Huo Mu said softly: "Have you ever thought about why Haoyue behind me has a human image?"

Thales' eyebrows twitched slightly.

He looked at the stone statue behind Home.

The goddess' expression was still cold and indifferent.

"Why?" he asked unconsciously.

Home's veil trembled slightly, vibrating as she spoke: "Do you know Myojin?"

"Myojin?"

Thales' heart moved: "Wait, I've heard this name before..."

Home didn't let him go on.

"The Supreme God, Losofia," said the chief priest of Haoyue Temple calmly, "It was once the only righteous god recognized by the entire empire, the creator of the world, and the supreme god of gods."

"It is not the earliest recorded deity in the world, but it must be the most widely spread deity among human beings. When the war between humans and orcs broke out, its name was sung among the first batch of deity believers. It lasted for thousands of years In the time, until it completely collapsed with the disappearance of the ancient empire, the rise and fall of the Myojin Church are interspersed in the history of mankind, witnessing the independence, unity and expansion of mankind."

Thales was a little dazed as he listened to Holm's history lesson in embarrassment.

Normally, he would be very curious and interested.

but now……

God.

Is there any better wording that can politely express the meaning of "I'm hanging up first" and "I'm offline first" face-to-face?

"The "Sacred Edict of the Ming Dynasty" pointed out that Losophia created all creatures in her own image." Priest Hom seemed not to care about Thales' embarrassment. She just continued on her own: "Therefore, human beings It will look like a god."

She lowered her head and looked at Thales: "Do you believe it?"

Thales was taken aback again.

"Uh," he shrugged, thinking about the reasons for getting out, and replied perfunctorily, "I...I don't know."

But the other party didn't seem to ask him to answer.

"The fact is that when the Myojin Church fell apart with the decline of the ancient empire, the glory of the Supreme God gradually dimmed." Home's voice gradually became weaker, as if a wave of emotion was brewing: "Even humans themselves, The existence of Myojin is rarely mentioned."

The chief priest shook his head slowly, seeming to be a little mocking, but also feeling a little emotional: "If the gods really exist, if they really are the creators of all things in the world, how could they allow such things to happen?"

Thales frowned slightly.

"So, gods don't exist?" He spread his hands, and asked tentatively: "All gods...are all imagined by believers? Well, uh, very interesting point of view, I understand, I still If there is something, then I will first..."

But Home interrupted another attempt to break the conversation.

"You're not listening to me."

Thales shrugged helplessly: "Okay, but, is it really good to tell a child these things?"

Priest Huom shook his head, and said flatly, "You and I both know very well: you are not a child."

This simple sentence suddenly made Thales nervous.

The priest continued softly: "Don't underestimate something just because it is inconspicuous or irrelevant to the current priority."

"From the moment you set foot on the journey, every inconspicuous detail may be an opportunity to dominate the future: statues, daggers, shawls, fangs, brooches, ravens, statues, glasses, blood," Priest Hom narrowed his eyes : "Every detail."

"I'm sure you feel deeply about that."

Thales frowned.

He felt something unusual from the priest's words.

Three seconds later, Thales sighed helplessly.

He really didn't have time—they were still running for their lives, weren't they?

but……

"So," he asked feebly, "what exactly are gods?"

"The gods believers believe in are only their own gods." Home slowly raised his head, looking at the stone statue behind him.

All right.

If you really want to finish talking about these things...

Thales took a breath.

"So, the real gods," the second prince raised his head, cheered up, and said to the chief priest seriously: "Is it different from the gods in the belief?"

"Is that what you wanted to say?"

Home didn't speak.

She just watched Thales quietly.

Thales also looked back at her, trying not to think about his current predicament and difficulties.

Strangely, in the process of staring at the officiant, part of the heaviness that had always been in his heart slowly dissipated.

After a few seconds, Holm spoke softly.

"Mortals often use their own limited imagination to understand the gods in their hearts." There seemed to be a kind of magic in the eyes of the high priest, which attracted Thales not to look away: "That is what they expect and what they fear , loathed, admired, loved, worshiped gods."

At that moment, Thales had the illusion that the other party's eyes were shining.

"According to what they know, mortals give the gods in their hearts various existences and definitions, from image to action, from deeds to character, from birth to death, and even give them a name similar to mortals."

Home narrowed his eyes slightly, stroking his shoulder with one hand, and pressing his hip with the other, posing in a pose similar to the goddess statue behind him: "For example: Errol."

Thales frowned slightly.

"So," he looked at the statue behind the officiant, and wondered in his heart: "Does the goddess Haoyue have a name? Are there other gods? Sunset? Night? Lord of the mountains?"

Home slowly shook his head:

"In the hearts of all, to be given a name by mortals, and then exhaled by all mouths in unison—this is a connection of extraordinary significance."

"According to the known records and long history, only two gods have accepted... or are willing to accept this connection."

Holm continued: "They are also the gods most involved with the mortal world, and are even used to name the mortal world themselves."

Thales was taken aback again.

The "ordinary name" called by all is an extraordinary connection?

For some reason, at that moment he suddenly remembered Ashida's words: "When you become a magician and find your threshold name..."

threshold name.

common name.

Thales' eyelids twitched.

Why do they all emphasize the importance of names so much?

His curiosity was suddenly aroused.

"Two gods with names... er...'ordinary names'?" The second prince scratched his hair: "Okay, one of them is Errol, I know that - the world of Errol. Then the other One is?"

"You're not listening to me." High Priest Huom repeated this sentence coldly.

It didn't mean to satisfy his curiosity in the slightest.

Thales narrowed his eyes.

But this time, the prince in front of the chief priest had the feeling of being taught "Why are you so stupid" by the teacher.

By the time he realized it, Home had continued to speak.

"Mortals describe gods according to their own appearance, just because that is the category that mortals know," the chief priest said indifferently: "In the countless feelings of love and hatred, faith was born."

"People who believe in gods gather in groups, connect with each other, resonate with each other, and give their hearts to each other. Churches and temples, altars and ceremonies are built one after another." Home raised his hand and gestured to the surrounding temples: "That's it, the invisible faith into tangible existence.”

"The communication between the gods and the mortal world completes the first reincarnation."

Thales frowned, and listened to Priest Holm's words.

"Why does Goddess Haoyue have such a shape?" The chief priest returned to her original topic: "It's not because God created people in his own image, but because people who believe in her look like this."

"But you may need to understand," Priest Hom's eyes were stern, "Gods are gods, and faith is faith."

"The former is in God, the latter is in man."

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

"Wait, what do you mean..." Thales pondered the officiant's words, and slowly said: "So, the gods exist independently, and the gods in the hearts of believers are imagined by themselves?"

Home didn't answer him directly.

"At the beginning of belief, mortals are used to classifying incomprehensible things into the category of gods," the eyes of Priest Hom exuded strange emotions: "They only need to understand the existence of gods, and then hand over the incomprehensible things to gods Just go and solve it.”

"It seems that by believing in the existence of gods, they can solve those incomprehensible puzzles."

"That's just the biggest problem."

Thales raised his eyebrows: He didn't quite understand the other party's intentions.

"Gods are obviously things that mortals can't understand." Priest Hom looked directly into his eyes: "Mortals think they understand gods, and believe in and rely on gods with superficial thinking from beginning to end."

"To create gods."

"That's the paradox."

Thales exhaled and shrugged: "You want to say that the existence of gods is beyond the understanding of mortals?"

The veil of Home's officiant moved slightly, which gave Thales the illusion that she was smiling: "Or the other way around, the understanding of mortals surpasses the existence of gods."

High Priest Hom sighed softly.

"Mortals always contemplate gods with their barren minds," she closed her eyes, and said slowly, "Because life is short, they imagine gods as eternal existences."

"Because the power is weak, the gods are presupposed as beings with unparalleled power."

"Because I consider myself a member of the multitude, I imagine the gods to be stronger, higher-class ones."

Under Thales' gaze, Holm suddenly opened his eyes, and his speech speeded up slowly: "The problem is, eternity, power, life, these mortal things..."

"If the gods are indeed beyond the comprehension of mortals, standing in different angles, do they really see these in their eyes?"

"Do they care about faith?"

"Do they care about believers?"

"Do they care about power and eternity?"

"Even, do they care whether they exist or not?"

Thales watched Holm's words full of doubts, and it was difficult to interrupt her.

He's not a god, is he?

Thales scratched his head and sighed:

"However, in the mythology, Errol sacrificed himself and saved the world, didn't he," he said with a headache, "The god of the night also always descends... The Lord of the Mountains even asked his followers to help those In the extreme cold..."

Thales didn't continue talking.

Because he saw: Home was smiling.

Despite the veil, Thales somehow recognized that the priest of Haoyue Temple was smiling faintly.

"Where did you hear these words?" the chief priest said softly, as if afraid of waking up the sleeping child.

"Of course it is..." Thales exhaled, but he was startled immediately, and the words stopped on his lips.

I just heard him muttering: "The temple, there are still rumors."

Thales raised his head, and asked tentatively: "But this is the understanding of mortals, right?"

"The real gods may be far beyond our imagination - they are another kind of existence."

Home took a slow breath, the veil vibrating slightly.

"A believer always exists before his gods, and only then can he believe in his own gods." She said lightly.

Thales frowned again.

He thought of something.

"President Huom," he said tentatively, "You are the spokesperson of Goddess Haoyue. You have also prayed, communicated with God, and conveyed God's will, right?"

Home didn't answer.

Thales slowly opened the corner of his mouth, and asked cautiously: "If the gods are really the kind of incomprehensible existence as you said..."

"Then why did she respond to you?"

Home slowly raised his eyes.

The clear eyes are like a beam of light that shines directly into Thales' heart.

"Oh," saw Home's light veil slightly moving, and her clear voice came from behind.

That's a rhetorical question:

"Did she respond?"

Thales was stunned.

Priest Huom turned around slowly, facing the stone statue and altar of Goddess Haoyue.

It was only then that Thales noticed that in the center of the altar, there was a special eternal oil lamp, with silver shining...

Silver flame?

Thales' heart skipped a beat.

And the flame of this color?

Thales looked at the back of the officiant for no reason.

There are more and more doubts in my heart.

"Why," he couldn't help asking, "Why are you talking about these things? The existence of gods?"

Home shook his head slowly.

"Last night, you made your first choice."

choose?

Last night's choice...

last night……

Thales' breathing slowed down unknowingly.

"But one day," Haoyue's priest said slowly, "you may face important choices again—or even choices."

choice?

Facing an important choice again...

What, what do these mean?

The back of Priest Hom seemed to contain mysterious power, and her voice came slowly and clearly: "At that time, when you stand at an angle and height unimaginable by any existence, and think with a thinking that surpasses ordinary people... ..."

"You may recall what I said today."

Thales' heart was like a thunderbolt.

Beyond the minds of mortals...

At that moment, Thales remembered the moment of "knocking on the door".

That experience and experience as if in a dream.

The illusion that he is the world.

The kind of laziness and comfort that everything is not in my attention...

At this second, looking at Holm's mysterious back, Thales was really a little scared.

His arms began to tremble.

How would she know?

What the hell does she know?

What on earth is she going to do?

Thales' breathing became faster and faster.

Finally, he couldn't hold back the panic and doubt in his heart anymore, and blurted out: "Why, Priest Hom?"

"What the hell do you mean... what do you want?"

"Whether it's a shelter or... What are these words today for?"

"Why me?" he exclaimed.

Before the altar, the priest of Home turned his head slowly.

In the radiance of silver lights, her veil shone brilliantly.

Like a legendary god.

"Because," Home said with a different brilliance in his eyes, "an old friend asked me to take care of you."

Thales seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and the impulse in his heart forced him to find out the root cause.

"Old friend?"

The second prince lost his composure and said loudly: "Who?"

"He believes that you are different," but Priest Hom just sighed and did not say the answer: "He believes that you will do better."

"He sacrificed too much."

"Don't disappoint him."

Thales froze in place.

I'm... different?

"besides."

"Next time, call me Jewel," High Priest Jewel Home said softly, "In comparison, I like this name better."

"You can go," Home Priest turned his back to him, and said calmly, "Be careful with your choice."

In the next second, the chief priest closed his lips, allowing Thales to ask, and did not speak again.

A few minutes later, Thales finally left the altar in a daze.

Only Jewel was left alone, standing quietly in front of the altar and the statue.

After a while, Jewel slowly raised his head.

"I'm watching him," the High Priest Jewel Home standing under the statue of Haoyue, wearing a silver robe and tulle, looked up at the tall goddess of Haoyue, and said indifferently: "I warned him It's..."

"……Bar."

On the altar, Goddess Haoyue still looked indifferent.

Not moving at all.

As if indifferent to everything.