Theology here is not a theology that studies God and then has to do with faith or something, but a theology that includes mystical aspects, concepts, taboos, and so on.

Although theology and science are mostly incompatible in human ideas—you call me a heretic, I say you are nonsense—they are, strictly speaking, they can barely be said to be on the same path. It is all the pursuit and application of so-called knowledge and rules. In Gao Chen's own understanding, it is nobles and commoners.

One from top to bottom.

One from the bottom up.

Theology is aristocracy, and it naturally has a strong background and strength, and it has a very high advantage in the early stage.

Science is a civilian, step by step from low to high climbing, metamorphosis, trembling. While chasing power, you have to be careful to destroy yourself with the power you are chasing.

If the knowledge and rules of pursuit are also substituted for the power of adult pursuit, then aristocratic theology has more room for maneuver than the common people, and more choices for them to covet; Civilian science is walking on thin ice, and can only be carried out step by step with more effort and blood and tears. Then, when those who come after look up to them, they see their creations as miracles. It is probably similar to modern people returning to ancient times with tools, and then being worshiped by ancient people as gods, artifacts and the like.

The two are very distinguishable in Gao Chen's opinion in the early and middle periods.

One is the individual, that is, theology. That is, the kind that goes to the beginning of all the great power to itself. Legend mythological gods, oriental saints and immortals are all of this kind.

One is the collective, that is, science. That is, the so-called discovery, accumulation of truth, and then its application and practice, etc. Most of this initial period is the germination of needs that require collective consciousness and then exploration.

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The gray mist collapsed into a gloomy vortex in the sky, and people's vision was severely weakened in this environment, even if they had good eyesight, they only had so much space for a few meters. A little moving light flickered like a flickering flame on the plain, swallowed by the gray air flow one second, but tenaciously jumped out the next second, blooming its own light.

On the desolate plain, a group of people are walking on this desolate plain.

No one in the team spoke, and walking in front of them were dozens of tired but exhilarating knights, some of whom had already been devoured by the fog beasts, and their armor had been torn in the battle, and the whole looked dejected and miserable. Protected in the middle of the procession was a convoy, and in front of the convoy, an old man and a young man walked.

A banner that had been personally blessed by the Bishop of the Order Sect glowed with a little fluorescent, enveloping the little people in his illuminated area, bringing them spiritual peace and fatigue relief.

They were not just such a small number of people, they used to be an elite army of 10,000 people, they belonged to the Kingdom of Angelo, and they were once one of the glory of the kingdom. But now, the glory has dimmed and dust, and in a few days it will be like its predecessors, another army that has defeated Chaos, fallen to Chaos, and been consumed by Chaos.

This situation is all too common in the history of this continent, and it is so common that it is desperate.

No matter how powerful the kingdom was in the past, and no matter how many times it defeated the Chaos Tides head-on, the only fate for them was to be drowned in the next Chaos Tides. Some have escaped some of the fires, others have left only a few words of legend, and as for the silent and remote countries that have perished, there are even more of them.

This kind of history is heavy and makes everyone who has seen it and those who are experiencing it despair.

A war in which there is never a final victory in sight. These were the last words of the last king of a once-powerful and now vanished kingdom on this continent. Some of the fires escaped from that kingdom, and the one who took them in was the nearest kingdom of Angelo. Prince Solan agrees.

And now, the Kingdom of Angelo has almost gone down the old path that has been planned by history. It is also in danger of disappearing and perishing. If you can't survive the upcoming tide of chaos this time.

How many kingdoms are there on this continent now?

In the other two continents recorded in the classics, are there still human order and civilized kingdoms?

Thousands of years have passed, and there are only a few empires left on this continent. Perhaps in a few hundred years, the continent will be completely reduced to a paradise for chaos monsters.

Looking at the demoralized soldiers with only a few hundred but less than a thousand people left, if Prince Solan could still maintain his calm and composure, then because of the previous attacks in the chaos mist, he would have been deflected in the direction of the breakout, which would make him desperate. There have been many such things in history, where a kingdom released a "fire" before it perished, but the fire did not pass through the Chaos Mist without a hitch, and disappeared with its kingdom.

Getting lost in the Chaos Fog Zone is a dangerous thing.

On several occasions, Prince Solan tried to reverse the deflected course, but his entire efforts were often in vain in one attack after another. Even if the pointer used to guide the way in his hand is still working tenaciously, Prince Solan, who has deflected the route a few times, has long been unable to go back to the road he once had. In other words, even if they have deviated from the right path now, Prince Solan and their children will not be able to reach their destination.

Prince Solan knows this.

Those soldiers also knew this.

However, even now, or at the last step, they will not give up despair easily. This is the will that this continent has forged under the threat of chaos for thousands of years. Every kingdom knows that there is no escape from the end of the struggle, but no kingdom chooses not to struggle. And the army that can be included in the glory of a kingdom has unquestionable loyalty of its soldiers to the kingdom to which it belongs. Even if this team is destroyed, the soldiers will not blame Prince Solan. Because of loyalty, and because there is nothing wrong with Prince Solan's various arrangements and commands.

It is not uncommon for chiefs to make mistakes in their arrangements and commands, only to fail in the end. Because this has been the case with humanity against chaos for thousands of years. Even if you don't lose from beginning to end, even if you win again and again, the ultimate winner is never on the human side.

Solan stood at the height of the convoy, and the kingdom vicar beside him looked at the fog area outside the light area, the fog area seemed to be peaceful, but the two of them knew very well that this was just an appearance, and it could go berserk at any time! As it rages, countless unspeakable shadows and twisted creatures will suddenly appear and attack you in a frontal manner.

Anytime, anywhere, and irregularly. This threat is with it all over the place, and with any living creature that dares to step into the fog. A single mental slack may be exchanged for an attack that stimulates your heart to beat wildly, or to arrest you.

The soldiers of the team are already approaching their limits. Whether it is mental or physical, as a qualified leader and commander, Solan can easily judge this. No matter how dangerous it is, these soldiers have to be given some time to rest. Otherwise, the next attack would have wiped out the entire team. He told his decision, Khadra, the vicar of the kingdom beside him, and after gaining his approval, he took the pointer out of his hand and observed it.

Rest should not be taken immediately, but to see if there is a suitable area around.

"There should be an ancient ruin here. I've seen it in the texts of the church. It's a very powerful kingdom, and we might be able to rest in it. Archbishop Kadra said with some uncertainty.