Chapter 33: Kill Your Own God
All could clearly see what they wanted to see, and Magellan's footprints began at the seashore, stretched towards the center of the island, all the way through the trees, and finally disappeared halfway up the mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
It was a string of darkness in the light, and everyone could see it clearly.
"Ah......" the first mate took a hard sip of rum before smashing the wooden glass in his hand against the barrel, "so in the end we have to deal with the green devil." β
A sailor picked up the cup in a flash of lightning, smiled and was about to say something, and then he froze.
The light gathered on Magellan's footprints, and then the plants in the bushes retreated like vipers dodging the flames, revealing a pathway.
"Hmmm......"
The sailors were rarely silent together.
"Glory to science. β
Francis watched as the faithful finished the ritual, but the light did not fade for a long time.
"Let's go!"
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"I don't know what to say, but if the Holy See knew that you call this altar the mountain of science in the Great Escape, they would know what to say. β
The countess stood beside an altar and said this with a smile.
"It was a majestic mountain, towering in the desert, and standing on it, with a view of the two mountains in the distance, which Science had chosen as the place where he communicated with the Prophet, and where he made a great covenant. β
Magellan recounted the records of the mountains in the canon of the Holy See, laughing and placing a lamb on the half-buried altar in the dunes in front of him.
"Don't you kill it as the ritual requires?" the countess laughed, and she put her hand on the top of the boy's head, "Don't worry, Professor Magellan never harms innocents." β
"Science does not blame me for the fact that the sacrifice is still alive, and it was because the exiled Jews felt that only blood could please the gods. Magellan took out a twig and lit it next to the lamb, then took out a bag with frankincense and myrrh, "and in general, what the gods really like is burning spices." β
When the powder fell from Magellan's hands onto the flames, a peculiar smell began to permeate the air, and the sacrifice officially began.
The countess quietly stepped aside with the twins, and Magellan pulled out a hard hallucinogenic mushroom.
"Science, you'd better not just be asleep. β
Magellan struggled to chew on the piece of mushroom, hard as a stone, enduring the strange taste in his mouth, and when he came back to his senses, Magellan was already standing on a high mountain.
In front of him was a pillar of clouds reaching to the zenith, light churning over the white clouds, a dry air stream from the desert blowing by, and the world was silent.
"Good afternoon, science. β
"Ah......" a loud voice from heaven resounded throughout the field, "Magellan, my rebellious young son, welcome." β
Magellan sneered and took a step forward and stood on the edge of the cliff: "I offer a sacrifice for a problem. β
"The only sacrifice I am willing to accept is piety, of course, you have to say otherwise, what is the problem?"
"In the distant past, a great event happened that changed the world completely, what was it?"
"Something that mortal wisdom cannot comprehend. I can tell you the correct answer, but that will definitely not satisfy you. β
Magellan was silent for a moment: "What is that ancient god?"
"The gods who live in the past, are born in the present, and live forever in the future. β
"I rarely play tongue twisters. β
"Hahahaha......" The laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and the angry waves swelled in the cloud pillar, "Let me give you an example, do you know the God King of Theros and his father?"
"And then?"
It is a very famous story that the god-king of Theros was the youngest son of his father, and this terrifying and powerful old god was cruel by nature, swallowing his children alive, and finally he ushered in the evil consequences, and the god-king staged a tragedy of killing his father and ascended to the throne.
"The Great Father, he is the god of time, and his innate cruelty is the essence of timeβit destroys its creation, leaving no bones left. He lived in the past, because the God-King, the Lord of the world, killed him. And he was born in the present, because only now can human beings understand the existence of time and see it as it is. And in the future, the gods have ushered in the doomed end, just like the god-king, he is dead, and only the ancient gods can live forever. β
"Why is science alive?"
But when he asked the question, Magellan already had the answer in his mind, and he was still amazed, even though everything seemed to be taken for granted.
"Science is becoming an ancient god. β
"Really...... Terrific. β
"You don't have to be discouraged, in fact, by single-handedly delaying science for so long, you've accomplished a miracle. β
Magellan had a myriad of doubts in his mind, but none of them could overturn the fact that science was becoming an old god.
"How did he do it? It can't ......."
"It's very complicated, but the most important step that I did was to break the science into parts. β
"Why do you know so much about the Old Gods?"
It is a very dangerous idea to divide the gods into parts, the logic of which is very similar to the way the old gods existed, and for a god to never do something like suicide unless he knew exactly what he was doing.
"It was a series of accidents...... there was a hint of warmth in the god's voice, "Of course, the fate of the gods is always linked to mortals, and I owe most of all my gratitude to Moses, my last friend." β
Magellan knew that science was going to begin to tell memories, but he didn't know if he should listen to it, and in Magellan's impression that science was not the kind of god who would open his heart to a man without a pious heartβthere was no such god in the world.
"I was born from a group of wandering humans, when all the gods were the same, following their tribes, worrying about survival, I didn't realize that I was born different, I just thought that gods should be like this. After that, long, long times, the tribes multiplied, grew, and scattered, and I never left the place where I was born, until later, when I was drawn to the prayers from distant Emanchet. That was my friendship with Moses and the beginning of that great escape. β
"As you've already guessed, the most important part of the knowledge, from the murdered sun god, I was very surprised, but I couldn't refuse. Strangely, I easily understood the way the Old Gods existed, saw my future in it, and then it was a step-by-step plan......"