Chapter Forty-Eight: The Great Fool ———— Messing Around

However, the premise of all this must be based on the fact that the young Templar's curiosity about her life experience is based on her own beliefs, otherwise, no matter how beautiful Manyu thinks, people will not give him such a chance.

The Maiden Templar's attack stalled halfway through, but it sent a clear signal to the Brute that although she had her own beliefs, those beliefs had not yet reached the point of madness that she could give up everything for the sake of her god.

The brute jade was ecstatic, as long as he was not the kind of fanatical believer who was crazy about his beliefs, it meant that he still had a chance, and immediately instigated a new round of attacks on him: "We are now in the legendary magic prohibition of the lich- In the endless corridor, I was able to come here, Chris is indispensable, although Chris is an undead, but he was also forcibly transformed by the lich, and he is not too sinful, didn't God once say that all living beings have the right to live, and the undead are also a kind of life, although this life form is a little unique, but he also has the right to live, don't you say?"

"All living beings have the right to live?Is there a record of this phrase in the Sacred Book of Divine Words?How do I not remember?Which god said it??," asked the young Templar, blinking her eyes and asking in confusion.

Jesus Jehovah, Christ God, is written in the Bible. "Manyu has a serious way, his expression is pious, and the light bursting out of his eyes is so hot that he can shoot through the steel plate, if he is unaware, he may be regarded as a fanatic believer in some god.

Hey, don't say it's God, even if it's the gods and Buddhas on the top of the head, the barbarian jade doesn't believe in it, if it's just a false existence that people have imagined for self-comfort. If they really exist, then they are a bunch of complete bastards, how can there be so much injustice and darkness in the world without seeing them manifest?

The reason why such a light is shot in Manyu's eyes is not that he has practiced the flickering magic to the Dacheng realm, but that he has turned his attention to the fighting that can arouse his excitement, as the saying goes, only real things can deceive people, if it is fake inside and out, how can he fool people?

Sure enough, the maiden Templar was swayed by the devotion of the brute jade and muttered, "I'm really sorry, I may be a lonely person, but I really haven't heard of the existence of Christ God." ”

"Nothing, this may have something to do with the fact that my Lord does not preach doctrine in this plane, and there are really not many opportunities to hear his name in the Lord plane. Manyu's heart had already laughed, but he didn't expect that this guy not only had amnesia, but also had a much lower IQ with him, so easy to fool.

"It's no wonder, it turned out to be an otherworldly god. The maiden Templar nodded in disbelief, "Does your god really say that? ”

That kind of look in the eyes is not that Ariel has become interested in the otherworldly god that Barbarian Jade said, but to find a step for herself, to find a reason that does not conflict with her beliefs, and can not kill the undead in front of her, even if this reason is very far-fetched, she can accept it.

What's more, she doesn't want to die here for no reason. God once said, "No one can give up his life for no reason, especially not if he is not loyal to God." ”

"Hmm!" Manyu nodded affirmatively, "The undead are also a form of life, although this form has deviated from the original track of life, and it is a blasphemy against life, but not all undead are evil, and the undead who can still maintain good deeds in the dark corrosion, what kind of purity and light is his soul? Do we have the right to destroy such undead? No! God is merciful, God is merciful, His arms are open to all things in the world, if a dead spirit is willing to reverently enter his arms, do you say God will accept it?"

Brute Jade never knew that she still had good eloquence, and she was full of crooked theories and bombarded the girl Templar like a cannonball.

"The undead become believers in the gods of light?" the eyes of the maiden Templars straightened, this, this, it seems, it seems that there has never been such a precedent in history, let alone appearing, this kind of statement has never even been heard, can the undead, synonymous with death, become believers in the gods of light?

I don't think I've ever heard of a dead spirit willing to become a believer in the gods of light, right?

The brute jade immediately gave the skeleton mage Chris a look, the meaning and threat in his eyes were self-evident, if it didn't obediently cooperate with him in acting, there would definitely be his good fruit to eat at that time.

As long as he dares to convert to the gods of light, the favor of the god of death will leave him immediately, and an undead spirit without the favor of the god of death will not even have life anymore, how can he believe in the gods of light?

Angels believe in light, and the dead believe in darkness, which is the order they have followed since their birth.

The two were originally born of light and darkness, like the opposite of light and darkness.

There is a precedent for the angel to believe in darkness, that is, the moment when the angel falls, and the angel can become a fallen angel if he falls.

The question is what about the undead?

What would it be like for the spirits of the dead to turn their backs on darkness and embrace light?

Not to mention that they don't know, even the gods of light don't know, because since the birth of the undead, nothing like this has happened.

In this world, it is always easier to fall than to be good.

Especially the undead who were born in the dark hotbed, their souls were rotten from the beginning, filled with killing and tyranny, and if they wanted them to obey the precepts and return to the light, it was better than dogs who couldn't change it, eating,, just as hard, many times, they were completely instinctive about killing, and they were simply uncontrollable.

Well, as for the skeleton mage, well, he's an exception entirely, and he's ignorant himself, and he doesn't know when he's self-aware enough to restrain that gratuitous instinct to kill.

But to get him to believe in the light, this is absolutely, absolutely impossible.

"Phew!" Seeing the skeleton mage shake his head, the girl Templar breathed a long sigh of relief, this should be the order of light and darkness that was originally followed, if the undead changed to believe in light, wouldn't it be as terrifying as the fall of angels, this world is only afraid that the third war of the gods will break out.

The cause of the outbreak of the First War of the Gods was that the ninth Seraph, the Archangel of Light, Lucifer Phil, fell into hell, causing an imbalance in high-level force and the wrath of the gods of light.

The skeleton mage's non-cooperation made Manyu's face unbearable, and he coughed lowly, and said with an embarrassed smile: "My follower is still in the ** period, but Miss Ariel, please rest assured, it won't be long before I will make it a faithful believer in the gods of light." ”

"No, no, no, I appreciate your kindness, but this is really not needed, it's good now, it's good now!" The maiden Templar shook her head repeatedly, she was not sensitive to this proposal, it was better to purify this skeleton directly, and now she was on the same side as the skeleton mage.

It's not that they are conservative, but this kind of thing really can't be tossed around, one toss is not good, not to mention their own little life, maybe it will also involve divine anger or even divine war, the gods and those old bastards usually don't care about the life and death of the Warcraft Continent, but if it involves faith, they are more sensitive than one another, and one is more positive than the other.

As the aborigines of the Warcraft Continent, their understanding of the Warcraft Continent is naturally far above that of Manyu, a guy who has just come to the other world.

Manyu still thinks about things with his previous thinking, and some things are quite taken for granted, especially when it comes to gods and faith, and he also regards faith as his own business, and he believes in whoever he wants.

The formation of this habit of thinking is related to the kind of atheistic world he used to live in and the atheistic education he received, the things he lived in before, the so-called gods and Buddhas are just things in people's imagination, at first to explain the phenomena and things they cannot explain, to place their own spirit and hope, and then gradually evolved into a kind of spiritual sustenance, coupled with the group life habits of human beings, religion came into being.

In the original world, faith was a very casual thing, and it didn't matter to you that you could be a believer in Christ God in the morning, or a worshipper of the Grim Reaper in the evening, and the next day you became a believer in the Jade Emperor and the Buddha, anyway, it was completely your personal will.

This is a deep-rooted inertia of thinking, even if Manyu knows that the Warcraft Continent is a world where gods really exist, it is still taken for granted, and it is naturally not surprising to have this kind of whimsical idea that the Dalaran aborigines have not even thought about things, but whether it can work or not, God knows.

Manyu didn't know that in the Warcraft Continent, faith is a very serious matter, even when talking about faith, you must be careful, if you are not careful, the rebellious remarks are overheard by a certain god consciousness who is wandering around the main plane, and when the time comes, I don't know how to die even if I am afraid of death.

But if you don't suffer a little loss in this, this kind of thinking inertia of Manyu is only afraid that it will be difficult to change.

However, after this nonsense of the brute jade, the distorted theory flickered, the girl Templar's already groggy head became even more confused, to be honest, her brain lost not only her own consciousness, but also her own faith, she now can't even remember which of the gods of light she believes in, the punishment and disgust of the undead are only out of habit and instinct.

Now deep down in her heart, there is more of a kind of resistance and boredom, she seems to be tired of the endless killing of the undead, tired of this kind of purification with no end in sight, that feeling is like she has been hunting and purifying the undead for countless centuries, there are still countless undead gushing out, and the traces of dark and necromancer activities on the main plane have never disappeared, when is the end?