Tails didn't know much about the gods. Lewen Mobile Network

Most of them are confined to the two main temples of Eternal Star City, Sunset and Night, with the former having a compassionate but aggressive sacrifice (yes, both can appear in a person at the same time without contradicting each other), and the latter being kind but nervous (yes, the two are not in conflict).

At least that's how Tails feels.

But this was the first time he had come to Haoyue's territory.

The Temple of the Bright Moon in the Northlands.

Tails walked cautiously with a suspicious look on his face as he approached the priest of Hom.

The statue behind the priest is quite powerful when you look closely, just like the statue of Necajo.

The altar is lit with several inextinguishable lamps around the idols, which illuminate the dimly lit room.

The High Priest's face was still hidden behind the veil, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Tails with strange colors.

Emotions are unknown.

Tails was a little apprehensive by those clear eyes.

He unconsciously turned his head, only to see Putira, Nicolai, and Mielke retreat to other rooms, while the little slippery head was dragged into another room by the White-Bladed Guards, looking back at him from time to time.

All right.

Looks like it's just me and her.

Tails turned his head and took a deep breath, preparing to face the mysterious priest.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw the statue of the moon behind the High Priest of Hom.

The pair of emotionless stone eyes of the goddess of Haoyue seemed to be forever staring elsewhere, indifferent to everything around her.

It's completely different from the sunset statue in Eternal Star City.

Tails remembers slipping into the Temple of the Sunset to beg: he once peered under the steps of the altar and was startled by the statue of the goddess, whose eyes seemed to be constantly vigilant, watching everyone who saw her.

Of course, the Sunset Temple is also much more imposing than this shabby - Tails couldn't help but stick out his tongue as he glanced at the surrounding decorations.

"You're confused. ”

Tails was startled before he suddenly realized that it was the Priestess of Holm talking to him.

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

Home's eyes were still locked on him.

Compared with the High Priest of the Sunset Temple, this chief priest lacks an aggressive momentum, but has a unique temperament that lies dormant in silence.

Tails opened his mouth slightly, and with countless questions in his heart, he replied tentatively, "I...... Indeed it is. ”

The priestess of Holm did not speak, she was still standing quietly under the statue of Haoyue, and her temperament matched the atmosphere of the statue behind her.

Tails frowned, his eyes rolling around the altar, and he couldn't help but say, "That, actually, ......"

He couldn't go on.

Holm interrupted him coldly, "Have you ever seen a god?"

Tails raised an eyebrow.

Oh, my God.

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

Beyond the temple, Rumba, Walton, Exeter, and the stars - a whole bunch of trouble awaits!

Thinking of this, Tails sighed: "I'm sorry, I'm ...... now"

But the High Priest clearly did not look like he was going to speak.

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

Tails was slightly stunned: "What?"

The eyes of the priest of Hom were as clear as the steaming water, and his voice was quiet and natural.

"In the history of the mortal world, the first gods were closely related to the imagery in the hearts of mortals," she said softly, "the holy day, the bright moon, the dark night, the mountains, the pasture, the harvest, the desert." ”

Tails' eyelids jumped.

From mysterious temples to legends, he had heard several words in them.

"These gods, they don't have their own names, they don't have names that they can call out to the mortal world, they don't have names that the mortal world can understand," the priest said slowly, but in the next sentence he changed his words:

"But these gods, do they really exist?"

Well?

Tails was taken aback.

What the?

Faced with the priest's inexplicable questioning, he looked at the stone statue and altar behind the priest, and then at the priest's veil, and had some difficulties in how to answer and how to get out quickly.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the priest of the goddess behind you," Tails said awkwardly, grabbing his hair, "and it's a little ...... you asked me that."

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

Tails raised an eyebrow, a look of confusion.

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

Yes?

Tails was stunned again.

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

This...... Should this be the words of a sacrifice, or even a high priest, the spokesman of the gods in the world?

Why does it sound so ...... What about reaction?

I only heard the priest of Holm whispering: "Have you ever thought about why Haoyue behind me has the image of a human being?"

Tails' eyebrows twitched slightly.

He looked at the stone statue behind Home.

The goddess's expression remained cold and indifferent.

"Why?" he asked unconsciously.

Holm's veil trembled slightly, vibrating as she spit out the words, "Do you know Myojin?"

"Myojin?"

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

Holm didn't let him continue.

"The Supreme God, Losophia," the High Priest of the Haoyue Temple said lightly, "It was once the only righteous god recognized by the entire empire, the creator of the world, and the god of the supreme god. ”

"It is not the earliest recorded deity in the world, but it is certainly the most widely spread deity among mankind, and its name was sung among the first deity believers of mankind when the war between humans and orcs broke out. For thousands of years, until the complete collapse of the ancient empire, the rise and fall of the Myojin Church was interspersed in the history of mankind, witnessing the independence, unity, and expansion of mankind. ”

Tails listened to Holm's history lesson, a little dazed.

In normal times, he would be very curious and interested.

But now......

Oh, my God.

Is there any good wording to politely express face-to-face "I hung up the phone first" and "I went offline first"?

"It is stated in the Ming Divine Edict that Losophia created all living beings in her own image," the Priestess of Holm did not seem to care about Tails' embarrassment, and she only continued to herself, "That's why humans look like gods." ”

She lowered her head and looked at Tails, "Can you believe it?"

Tails was stunned again.

"Uh," he shrugged, pondering his reasons for getting out, and replied perfunctorily, "I...... I do not know. ”

But the other party didn't let him answer.

"The truth is that when the Myojin Church fell apart with the decline of the ancient empire, the brilliance of the Supreme Myojin gradually dim," Holm's voice softened and softened, as if brewing a wave of emotion: "Even human beings themselves rarely mention the existence of Myojin." ”

The High Priest shook his head slowly, as if he was a little mocking, and seemed to be a little emotional: "If the gods really exist, if it is really the creator of all things in the world, how can it allow such a thing to happen?"

Tails frowned slightly.

"So, gods don't exist?" he asked, spreading his hands tentatively, "All gods, are ...... Well, uh, that's an interesting idea, I see, I've got something to do, so I'll ...... first."

But Holm interrupted his attempt to abort the conversation again.

"You're not listening to me. ”

Tails shrugged helplessly: "Okay, but is it really good to talk to a little kid about these things?"

The priest shook his head and said lightly: "You and I both know it: you are not a child. ”

This simple sentence suddenly made Tails nervous.

The priest continued softly: "Do not despise something because it is inconspicuous or irrelevant to the immediate priorities. ”

"From the moment you embark on your journey, every inconspicuous detail can be an opportunity to dominate the future: idols, daggers, shawls, fangs, brooches, letter crows, statues, glasses, blood," Hom narrowed his eyes, "every detail." ”

"I'm sure you feel this well. ”

Tails frowned.

He sensed something unusual in the words of the celebrant.

Three seconds later, Tails let out a helpless sigh.

He really doesn't have time - they're still running for their lives, aren't they?

But......

"So," he asked feebly, "what is a god?"

"The gods that believers believe in are only their own gods. Holm slowly looked up at the stone statue behind him.

All right.

If you really want God to finish these words......

Tails took a breath.

"So, true gods," the second prince raised his head, cheered up, and said earnestly to the high priest, "is it not the same as the gods of faith?"

"Is this what you want to say?"

Holm didn't speak.

She just watched Tails quietly.

Tails looked back at her, too, trying not to think about his current predicament and problems.

It is strange that in the process of looking at the main priest, the heaviness in his heart that has always been in his heart has slowly dissipated somewhat.

It was a few seconds before Holm spoke softly.

"Mortals often use their own limited imagination to understand the gods in their hearts," there seemed to be a magic in the eyes of the High Priest, attracting Tails not to take his eyes off, "It is the god they expect, and the gods they fear, hate, admire, love, and worship." ”

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

"Mortals, according to their own knowledge, have given various existences and definitions to the gods in their hearts, from images to actions, from deeds to character, from birth to end, and have even given them a name similar to that of mortals. ”

Holm squinted slightly, touched his shoulder with one hand, pressed his hip with the other, and struck a pose similar to the statue of the goddess behind him: "For example: Erol." ”

Tails frowned slightly.

"So," he said, looking at the idol behind the priest, his curiosity swelled in his heart, "Does the goddess of the moon have a name?

Holm shook his head slowly:

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

"In the known records and in the long history, only two gods have accepted ...... Or rather, a willingness to accept this connection. ”

Holm continued, "They are also the gods most deeply associated with the mortal world, and have even been used to name the mortal worlds themselves. ”

Tails was stunned again.

The "mortal name" that is called by all people is an extraordinary connection?

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

Threshold.

Vanname.

Tails' eyelids jumped.

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

His curiosity was suddenly piqued.

"Both of them have names...... ...... the gods of the 'mortal name'?" the second prince scratched his hair: "Okay, one of them is Erol, I know this—the world of Erol." And the other one?"

"You're not listening to me. High Priest Holm coldly repeated the words.

There was no intention of satisfying his curiosity.

Tails narrowed his eyes.

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

By the time he could react, Holm had continued to speak.

"Mortals depict God in their own image, just because that is the realm known to mortals," said the High Priest lightly, "and in the midst of countless love-hate feelings, faith was born. ”

"Believers in the gods come together, connect with each other, resonate with each other, surrender their hearts, and churches and temples, altars and ceremonies are established," Holm said, holding up his hand and gesturing to the surrounding temples, "In this way, the invisible faith becomes a tangible existence." ”

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

Tails frowned as he listened to Lord Holm.

"Why does the goddess of the moon have such a form?" the high priest returned to her original topic, "not because God created man in His own image, but because those who believe in her look like this." ”

"But you may need to understand," said the Priest of Hom, with a fierce twinkle in his eyes, "a god is a god, and faith is faith." ”

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

Tails' heart moved.

"Wait, what do you ......mean," Tails pondered the words of the chief priest, and said slowly, "So, the gods exist independently, and the gods in the hearts of the believers are their own imaginations?"

Holm didn't answer him directly.

"At the beginning of faith, mortals were accustomed to subsuming the incomprehensible into the category of the gods," the eyes of the priest of Hom exuded a strange emotion: "They only need to understand the existence of the gods, and then leave the incomprehensible things to the gods to solve." ”

It was as if by believing in the presence of the gods, they were able to unravel those incomprehensible puzzles. ”

"That's the biggest problem. ”

Tails raised an eyebrow: he didn't quite understand the other party's intentions.

"Gods are obviously beyond the comprehension of mortals," Priest Holm looked him directly into the eyes, "but mortals think they understand the gods, and they believe in and rely on gods with shallow thinking from beginning to end. ”

"To create God. ”

"That's the contradiction. ”

Tails exhaled and shrugged, "You want to say that the existence of the gods is beyond mortal comprehension?"

The veil of the priest of Hom moved slightly, which gave Tails the illusion that she was smiling: "Or conversely, mortal understanding overtranslates the existence of gods. ”

High Priest Hom sighed softly.

"Mortals always think of the gods with their own barren minds," she said, closing her eyes and slowly, "because of the short lifespan, imagine the gods as eternal and immortal beings." ”

"Because of the weakness of the power, the gods are presupposed to be incomparably powerful. ”

"Because they think they are part of a multitude, they imagine the gods to be stronger, higher of their kind. ”

Under Tails' gaze, Holm's eyes suddenly opened, and his words slowly accelerated: "The problem is, eternity, power, life, these mortal things ......"

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

"Will they care about faith?"

"Will they care about believers?"

"Will they care about power and eternity?"

"Even, will they care if they exist or not?"

Tails watched Holm finish saying these words with confusion, and he didn't want to interrupt her.

He's not a god, is he?

Tails scratched his head and sighed:

"But, in mythology, Errol sacrificed himself to save the world, didn't he," he said, with a headache, "and the god of the night always descends to earth...... The Lord of the Mountains even asked his followers to help those who were in the bitter cold......"

Tails didn't go on.

Because he saw: Holm was smiling.

Despite the veil, Tails could recognize it for some reason, and the presiding priest of the Bright Moon Temple was smiling faintly.

"Where did you hear that?" said the High Priest, softly, as if he were afraid of waking a sleeping child.

"Of course it......" Tails exhaled, but he was stunned and the words stopped.

I only heard him mutter, "Temple, there are still rumors." ”

Tails raised his head and asked tentatively, "But this is all mortal understanding, right?"

"The true deity, perhaps far beyond our imagination, is a different kind of being. ”

Holm took a slow breath, his veil shaking slightly.

"The believer always precedes his deity before he can believe in his own deity. She said lightly.

Tails frowned again.

He thought of something.

"High Priest Hom," he said tentatively, "you are the spokesperson of the Goddess of the Bright Moon, and you have prayed, communicated with the gods, and conveyed the will of the gods, right?"

Holm didn't answer.

Tails slowly pulled the corners of his mouth open and asked cautiously, "What if, the gods are really the kind of incomprehensible existence as you say......"

"Then why did she respond to you?"

Holm slowly lifted his eyes.

The clear eyes were like a light source that hit Tails' heart directly.

"Oh," I saw the light veil of the Priest of Hom move slightly, and her clear voice came from behind.

That's a rhetorical question:

"Did she respond?"

Tails froze firmly.

The priest slowly turned around and faced the stone statue and altar of the goddess of the bright moon.

Tails then noticed that in the center of the altar, there was a special eternal oil lamp, which shone with silver ......

Silver flames?

Tails' heart jumped.

And a flame of this color?

Tails looked at the back of the priest for some reason.

There are more and more doubts in my heart.

"Why," he couldn't help but ask, "why are you talking about these things?

Holm shook his head slowly.

"Last night, you made your first choice. ”

Choose?

Last night's choice......

Last night......

Tails' breathing slowed imperceptibly.

"But one day," said the priest of the bright moon, "you may once again be faced with an important choice—or even a choice. ”

Choice?

Once again, we are faced with an important choice......

These, what do these mean?

The back of the priest of Hom seemed to contain a mysterious power, and her voice came slowly, incomparably clear: "At that time, when you stand at an angle and height that no existence can imagine, and think with a mind beyond mortals......"

"You may recall what I said today. ”

Tails' heart was like thunder.

Beyond mortals...... Thinking ......

At that moment, Tails remembered the moment of "knocking".

It was an experience and experience that seemed like a dream.

The illusion that he is the world.

The kind of laziness and coziness where everything is not in your own concern......

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

His arms began to tremble.

How would she have known?

What did she know?

What exactly is she going to do?

Tails' breathing was getting faster and faster.

Finally, he could no longer hold back the panic and questions in his heart, and blurted out, "Why, Lord Hom?"

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

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

"Why me?" he exclaimed.

In front of the altar, the priest of Hom slowly turned his head.

In the glow of the silver light, her veil glowed brilliantly.

Like a legendary deity.

"Because," Holm's eyes glowed with a different brilliance, "an old friend has entrusted me to take care of you." ”

Tails seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and the impulse in his heart forced him to get to the bottom of it.

"Old friends?"

The second prince said loudly in a gaffe: "Who?"

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

"He sacrificed too much. ”

"Don't let him down. ”

Tails froze in place.

I am...... Not the same?

"And. ”

"Next time, call me Jewell," said High Priest Jewell Holm softly, "I prefer the name to that." U read the book "

"You can go," Priest Holm said lightly, turning his back to him, "be careful with your choices." ”

In the next second, the High Priest closed his lips, and no matter how much Tails asked, he didn't say anything more.

After a few minutes, Tails finally left the altar in a distracted state.

Jewell was left alone, standing still before the altar and the statue.

After a while, Jewell slowly raised his head.

"I looked at him," I saw the High Priest Jewell Holm standing under the statue of the Bright Moon, dressed in a silver robe and waiting for the tulle, looking up at the high Goddess of the Bright Moon, and said lightly: "I warned him......"

“...... bar. ”

On the altar, the goddess of Haoyue still looked indifferent.

Motionless.

It seems to be indifferent to everything.