Is God omniscient and omnipotent?

In a godless world, every believer dares to claim that the god they believe in is omniscient and omnipotent. Because it cannot be falsified.

But in a world where there are gods, in a world where there are many gods, even the most powerful gods do not dare to claim to be omniscient and omnipotent.

This is not modesty, but fact.

Like Ziri, his formal priesthood is that of king, nobleman, knight, and the resulting "law" of the priesthood—laws made by the ruling class, representing the interests of the ruling class, and enforced by the minions of the ruling class. The kings, nobles, and knights in the Purple Sun priesthood happen to be all the ruling class, so it is logical to derive the priesthood of law.

And Ziri's "omniscience" is only reflected in his priesthood.

He can know the succession of kingship in every country in the world, and understand all the secrets behind the scenes. You can also know the bloodline of every nobleman and knight in the world, and know the whole process of the rise and fall of the noble family.

He was proficient in all laws, including every law that had just been formulated, and even the "law" casually said by a small lord in the countryside on a whim, could not hide it from Ziri.

In the realm of the clergy, the purple sun can be called "omniscient".

But beyond the realm of his priesthood, his "omniscience" does not exist.

Unless his name is mentioned in a conversation, or a higher priority clergy or devout person prays and reports to him.

Therefore, the collapse of the Dark Tower and the disappearance of the Dark Gate, Zi Sun did not know about it at the first time. On the contrary, a certain god with the priesthood of "teleportation" knew about it for the first time, and secretly gloated for a while.

The gods of another world are obviously not monolithic.

Not to mention the antagonism between camps, the distribution of interests alone is enough to cause contradictions among the gods. It's just that on the premise of having a common goal, there will be no real infighting due to contradictions.

It wasn't until the bishop of the church in the camp prayed to the purple sun that he learned that his dark door was actually destroyed by the Blue Star people, and he was furious for a while.

It's a pity that it's too late, and the four of Wang Zheng have already left.

……

The ruins of the Black Tower No. 3.

A strand of yellow sand, like flowing water, meandered out of the pile of rocks, flowed beyond the ruins, and gradually turned into a human form.

It was none other than Prince Adrian.

He fell to his knees, his hands on the ground, coughing incessantly, and a little blood foaming from the corners of his mouth from time to time.

Suddenly, a pair of big feet wearing shiny iron boots appeared in front of him.

Prince Adrian slowly lifted his pale, sickly red face, and saw the owner of the Iron Boots, a middle-aged man in a purple robe and a cuirass with a majestic face, looking at him with a gloomy face.

Wilbur...... Your Excellency, Bishop! ”

Prince Adrian had a wry smile on his face that was more ugly than crying: "I'm sorry, I failed......"

Bishop Wilbur was silent, stared at Prince Adrian for a long time, and then said meaningfully: "The object of your apology should not be my ......"

With that, he turned around and looked at the many strong men who were gradually surrounding him.

The grizzled Archmage of Sainz, the keeper of the Second Black Tower, behaved worse than Prince Adrian, doing nothing but opening a portal to escape.

The same wolf dam spell master Heathcot, who is the keeper of the Black Tower No. 1, like Archmage Sainz, also did nothing, watching the Black Tower he guarded collapse.

At this moment, Archmage Sainz and Archscopic Spellcaster, like Prince Adrian, looked at Bishop Wilbur with bitter faces and panicked eyes.

They weren't afraid of Bishop Wilbur.

They were afraid of the deity behind the bishop.

Once the gods are wrath...... Then they're going to be out of luck.

Bishop Wilbur's face was calm, his gaze swept over Sainz, Heathcote, and others, and then at a battlefield full of messes and corpses.

"I must admit that I am also at fault for this accident."

After a long silence, Bishop Wilbur said slowly, "I underestimated the strength and courage of the Blue Star people. I thought that even if the Blue Star people had the ability to break through the advance legion we had sent, they would not have the courage to counterattack the Dark Gate. After all, the powerful weapons of the Blue Star people are no different from scrap metal in our world.

"I thought that the Tower of Darkness, guarded by all the mighty, should be foolproof. Even if the attacker has some strength, he will not be able to break through your defenses. No matter how bad it is, it should be able to delay until reinforcements arrive.

But I never thought of it...... Just four pure melee barbarians, in less than three minutes, have caused such a lot of damage! You can also break through before the encirclement is formed!

"As the presiding officer of this dark gate, I cannot escape the blame. In fact, my lord ...... He has already punished me......"

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked to find that Bishop Wilbur had grown old rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he had changed from a burly middle-aged man with a majestic appearance to a hunched over and wrinkled drooping old man!

Although the holy power in his body was still surging, his aging body was no longer enough to wear the heavy breastplate and wield the heavy war hammer. He was even a little unsteady on his feet, and with the support of the two paladins behind him, he barely stood still.

This is the "Purple Sun", the divine punishment that came down on Bishop Wilbur - to deprive him of his life, so that there is not much left of the fire of his life!

"Sainz, Heathcote."

The decrepit Bishop Wilbur's voice was still low and full of majesty: "Although you are not a believer of our Lord, but you are only employed by my Lord, but you also have to bear the responsibility for the destruction of the two dark towers!"

"First of all, don't think about commissions. Secondly, you have to work hard to capture those four Blue Star people. Finally, you must pay for the funds and materials to rebuild the Dark Tower!

This is what our Lord asks of you. I don't think you should have any reason to refuse such a slight punishment, right? ”

Sainz and Heathcote glanced at each other, and both nodded in pain: "Thank you for the forgiveness of the Great Purple Sun!" We will do our best to fulfill God's requirements. ”

"Your Excellency, Bishop." Heathcot, the great spell master who was eager to make up for his work, pointed to a giant sword on the ground and said, "There is the blood of the Blue Star people here. I think I can give that Blue Star Man a taste of the curse! ”

Sainz also said: "I can also use the blood of the Blue Star people to use prophecy to lock their location!" ”

Bishop Wilbur nodded slowly: "Then ask the two masters to cast spells." ”

Heathcot walked over to the greatsword, a weapon of the Dragon Slayer's armor that had slashed Wang Zheng in the previous battle, leaving Wang Zheng's blood on the blade.

And fresh blood, arguably one of the best primers for cursed spells.

Heathcot turned the ring on his finger, and in a flash of magic, a table appeared in front of him. Then something strange and strange appeared on the table—a pounding black heart, an earthworm-like wriggling green vein, and a hair-thin, smoke-like floc enclosed in a test tube......

Items that exude a strange aura constantly appear on the table, and soon the table is filled.

Eventually, a pot appeared on the table, with a stove underneath. Heath threw a fingernail-sized crystal of fire into the furnace and uttered a short incantation, which burst into flames.

After that, while chanting a mantra, he threw all kinds of strange objects on the table into the pot.

The magic light flickered frequently, and the items put into the pot quickly melted, and finally turned into a pot of bubbles, each bubble bursting, emitting a strange liquid that oozes screams, strange laughter, and wails.

A reserved smile appeared on Heathcote's face, and it was clear that the strange soup had been successfully cooked.

"Your Excellency, Gentlemen and Ladies."

Heathcote smiled: "Next, as long as I drip the blood of the Blue Star Man into this pot of potions, the Blue Star Man will have confusion, deafness, blindness, poisoning, weakness, bone loss, and internal organ bleeding at the same time...... and other negative states. Even if he is as strong as a giant in the sky, he will become more fragile than a goblin in a day. ”

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Heathcot groaned with strange incantations, stretched out his hand to the big sword on the ground, and the flickering magic light wrapped the blood on the blade and levitated it above the potion.

Syllable!

Heathcot snapped his fingers, and blood dripped into the potion.

The potion suddenly boiled, and the screams, strange laughter, and wails suddenly increased an octave!

……

In the wilderness.

Wang Zheng and the four of them rushed towards a dark and dreary mountain range at the fastest speed.

When he was galloping, suddenly, the voice of the little dragon girl sounded in Wang Zheng's mind: "Get out!" ”

“？” Wang Zheng was puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

The little dragon girl who only appeared in his dream, although she was not an elegant lady, was also a lively and cute loli, and Wang Zheng had never heard her so annoyed and scolded.

When he was surprised, Wang Zheng suddenly shivered for no reason, and a feeling like electricity spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. And with this over-electric feeling, there was a pop on his body, and a wisp of black smoke came out of every pore on his body. Along with the black smoke came piercing screams, strange laughter, and wailing.

But all of this, whether it was the black smoke all over the body, or the piercing strange sound, disappeared completely in a scorching lightning.

Wang Zheng was surprised, "What is the situation?" ”

Ah Qing, Chunli, and Mulan also looked at him in confusion, wondering what kind of trouble he was making with black smoke all over his body, strange noises all over his body, and electric lights all over his body.

"Someone is trying to hurt you!"

In Wang Zheng's mind, the little dragon girl was angry and proud: "It's good that I'm here, otherwise you're afraid you're going to be unlucky!" ”

Wang Zheng is convinced of the little dragon girl's statement.

The little dragon girl has helped him clear the invisible crisis twice, once is the ghost in the noodle factory, and the second time is trying to "snatch" his dead mist, with these two experiences, Wang Zheng has great trust in the ability of the little dragon girl.

Coupled with the weird black smoke and frightening strange sound on his body just now, Wang Zheng believed that the little dragon girl helped him stop the catastrophe again.

"Xiaolong'er, thank you!" He said silently in his heart: "Add dinner tonight to let you have a good meal!" ”

"Uh-huh! There's something better in your bag, give it to me! ”

"No problem, whatever you want to eat, I'll give it to you!"

When the two exchanged hearts.

In the camp, the great spell master Heathcot, who was full of ambition, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground!

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