Chapter 22 Divine Art - Bright Stars
Chen Ji was immersed in the true, vast, cruel and hopeless history of Shenen Continent for a while.
Justice does not triumph over evil.
There is only one city left in the God's Grace Continent, and there are more than one million people left.
Although Chen Ji didn't know how big the Divine Grace Continent where Astana was located, how many people there used to be, and how many races the Four Pillars Gods had created.
but.
A city with more than one million people.
is the whole of God's Grace Continent.
Underground of the Church of the Goddess of Light, Astana waited patiently for the Lord's response, no matter how eager she was, she couldn't show it in front of the great existence.
Even if the Divine Grace Continent perishes and becomes a paradise for evil gods, she cannot take the initiative to ask the Lord for salvation.
The Lord exists outside the endless void, and only pays attention to it in his spare time.
She can add words asking the Lord for strength in her prayers, but she cannot ask the Lord for strength again in the communication with the Lord.
"Didn't you just say that there is a sun **** in the sky?"
Chen Ji thought of this.
He has nothing to do with the evil gods. The only thing that can save Astana is the gods in her world.
But before she said that the gods have been polluted, and that the temple of the sun **** is parading the sky, it is a bit contradictory.
"Lord, the sun **** has lost his mind, and his kingdom of God is walking aimlessly in the sky, appearing with the goddess of the moon. In previous eras, this should not have happened."
"Now we can no longer rely on the sun and the moon to keep time, and we can no longer obtain warmth from the sun. The evil sun **** is releasing distorted power all the time. Almost no living things in the God's Grace Continent have the dual energy of the sun and the moon. Keeping order in the light, they become mad and evil, devouring shadows, fearless of death, no longer born, no wisdom, no poetry, no longing for freedom."
What Astana said was translated by Chen Ji, but he still didn't quite understand it.
keep the order?
Poetry is also a symbol of evil?
Chen Ji was very puzzled, and asked her: "In the world you live in, evil gods seem to be everywhere, and your gods are either dying or hiding. How did you survive?"
The evil sun **** hangs on his head every day, and there is also a moon goddess who comes out from time to time, and the sun and the moon go mad together.
If this were in an ordinary novel, normal people would have gone crazy 10,000 times already!
"We rely on the **** of death and the original strength to survive."
Astana's voice was low, "For the evil gods, the only good news is that they are irrational and will not take the initiative to attack people. It is the power of the evil gods that are invading the whole world, and the thoroughly polluted creatures become crazy and weird, and they are extremely distorted exist."
Astana seemed to feel that Chen Ji was interested in these things, and Astana took the initiative to say: "Now we can only pray that the polluted gods will not notice the original city. To be precise, they will not pass by here by accident, otherwise, We are no match for the power of the polluting gods."
Can resist normal gods?
Chen Ji thought of this question, but did not ask, the city of the first place is the last hope of Shenen Continent, the four pillar gods, as well as the pope, bishop, priest, knight of each god, as well as the powerhouses of each kingdom, the last remnants of each race , must all converge there.
"Where does the evil **** come from?"
Chen Ji asked her again.
"Lord, we don't know either."
Astana replied softly, "We guess that the evil **** invaded the God's Grace Continent from the twisted void, but the goddess once told me that it was because of a poem, I asked her, but she didn't answer, just let me pray, pray A great existence like you can take a look at En Continent!"
She was excited.
Chen Ji was even more puzzled.
Twisting Nether?
A poem?
The goddess of light asked Astana to pray, believe in another god, and pray for other gods to respond?
Goddess' mission is nothing more.jpg.
Chen Ji didn't feel the pain of the sufferer. After all, the goddess of light has returned to the beginning, and she is probably dead.
"Isn't it an Outer God from the outer domain of the starry sky?"
Chen Ji said jokingly, in a novel he had read, Outer God was simply too strong, knowing that His name would be polluted.
Astana looked up subconsciously, of course she couldn't see anything underground.
"host."
Astana whispered: "Isn't the starry sky the flower that blooms in the garden of the Moon Goddess? There will be evil gods born there? If so, Astana will do her best to destroy the Moon Goddess's garden!"
Good guy, you are really strong, dare to break into the polluted back garden of God, you are worthy of being a descendant of God.
Chen Ji still remembers the information of this "blind date", 112 years old, saintess of the Goddess of Light Cathedral, descendant of a god.
"The starry sky is the flower sea of the moon goddess?"
Chen Ji suddenly felt a sense of romance in the Divine Grace Continent, which is full of evil gods.
During the day, the sun **** tours the sky.
At night, the goddess of the moon shows the garden to mortals, and beautiful flowers form their starry sky.
"For us, the stars are the sun."
Chen Ji talked too much.
Unexpectedly, Astana trembled again with excitement, "Lord, lord, merciful lord, are there thousands of sun gods in the domain of gods you created?"
"No no no, no!"
Chen Ji couldn't laugh or cry, "We don't have gods here, and I'm just an ordinary person, but the world I live in naturally has a huge fireball, which we call: a star.
Within tens of billions of light years, there are many stars, as many as trillions, and they emit light and heat all the time. These lights pass through the long distance to form our starry sky. "
Chen Ji is popularizing the universe where the earth is located.
In Astana's view, in an instant, countless sun gods appeared at the same time, and infinite light and heat passed through a long distance before her eyes.
This is stellar.
It stands shoulder to shoulder with the sun god.
The power penetrates the infinite distance and reaches her face.
"host."
Astana bowed devoutly: "Can you tell me what your starry sky looks like again?"
"It's ok, the starry sky is just a light shining in the darkness. It should be no different from the world you live in, maybe not. After all, you are the flowers planted by the goddess of the moon. But the starry sky here is vast and boundless. Every time I look up If you go there, you will feel how small you are.”
Following Chen Ji's description, Astana's concepts about the stars, the night sky, the earth, and the country of Xia took shape in Astana's mind.
God's Domain Earth is incredibly big.
The starry sky created by the Lord is boundless.
Stars comparable to the sun gods cover every corner.
They shine in the sky, and they will not die after tens of billions of years.
is the manifestation of the Lord's greatest and vast power.
"The Great Lord."
Astana prostrated herself on the ground and chanted the prayer again: "You created trillions of stars, you bestowed upon your believers a beautiful starry sky, you are merciful and tolerant..."
Etc., etc!
What's the matter with you, don't you understand what I'm saying?
Chen Ji was shocked. As an ordinary person, he became the creator in Astana's mouth!
"May the starry sky you created, and may the stars that are immortal for tens of billions of years, also shine in the sky of God's Grace Continent!"
"Divine Art - Bright Stars."
A bright star is slowly rising from Astana.
The dark, chaotic, and evil-filled sky of the Divine Grace Continent was torn open, and the holy light shone down, fixing the aimless Sun Temple in the west.
Two forces collided in the sky, kneading the sky into a ball.
Astana fainted.
The last scene in front of Chen Ji's eyes was dozens of bishops and priests gathered in front of the church, their expressions either dignified or frightened.
Chen Ji glanced at them and lost contact with Astana.
(end of this chapter)