Derik scratched his head, not knowing what to say. The people of Silver City looked at each other and once again showed their distrust with their physical movements - you are indeed a great existence, but it is too far from the Sun God in the Holy Book?

Where is the sun...?

Where is the warmth and light in myth...?

Where is the power to create everything?

Where is the omniscient and omnipotent, the divine punishment of thunder, the endless knowledge...?

The people of Silver City, and even all the living people in the abandoned land of God, saw only a huge and terrifying shadow, the bottomless darkness and fear, just like the demon wolf in myth that sprinted in the darkness, rather than the great Creator of the light.

The clearings fell into strange silence.

“…Great God.”

Colin broke the silence, but he found it difficult to call the existence in front of him by the Lord's name, so he had to bite the bullet and speak:

"Your arrival today is..."

The real Creator watched all this calmly, staring at the living humans on the abandoned land of God. He suddenly realized that these mortals with the highest order of sequence 4 have lived for so long in this land that was eroded by their own kingdom of God, for as long as He had been crazy for so long, and for so long that He had become accustomed to their struggles to survive, and felt that this was another way of taking it for granted - they would live anyway, so they don't have to be so anxious to save them.

Therefore, it continues to delay, ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, two hundred years, five hundred years...one thousand nine hundred and fifty-four years.

Anyway, they will do their best to survive.

"I am really stupid." The real Creator sighed, "You don't need gods, you can live."

His words were not used in the ancient giant's words, and the people in Silver City did not understand them.

"I have lost my authority, my glory and light, leaving me with this gloomy and dark appearance."

"The sun has already fallen."

God's voice echoed on the vast and dark earth, and even the endless thunder was suppressed.

"My men, the God you believe in is no longer me."

"For this, you don't have to be bound by the brilliance of the sun anymore. Your salvation is no longer in my hands."

Although His words were clear enough, the meaning contained in them made Colin Iliad, Lovia, Derik and even everyone tremble. With His words, strange illusions appeared in the minds of everyone. The sun was extinguished, the sky was torn apart, endless shadows flowed on the earth, and the world was destroyed... People were trembling, and the gloomy breath made them almost unable to breathe.

The Holy Word Angel knelt quietly, silent.

"You... are you really the Lord?!"

The most devout priest in the Silver City suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to the shadow of the wings. His body trembled and tears flowed:

"Lord! I am your devout Lamb. No matter what you become, no matter whether the sun's brilliance is as always, I will not change my faith!"

A black and white eye looked at the devout priest, then turned his gaze.

"Your 1,954 years of suffering arose because of me."

"Your ancestors and family died because of me."

"It is not just glory that disappears. Sin and the sea of ​​blood have long submerged me. It is my sin, the cross I will bear."

“From today, don’t believe me.”

"You who have redeemed you are on the way, and you can also receive salvation and light without the sun."

The god's words were so strict that they were almost cruel, but at the end they brought warmth. A promise fell between man and God. The priest opened his mouth slightly, and the pain of denial of faith and the surprise of saving promised to be filled in his heart at the same time. The uneasy and panic people slowly calmed down.

"Lord, how could this be your fault!"

In the silence, Steffer, who had been patient for a long time, suddenly spoke, and He closed his eyes and said loudly:

"Lord, please give your insight. Human sacrifice has brought you a glorious continuation. We are willing to give everything for you, and life is no problem!"

"If you claim to be guilty... Ah, great Lord, then how should we deal with ourselves? Only by dying!!"

Steve did not dare to open his eyes, did not dare to look up, nor did he dare to listen to the Lord's next words.

It was like the horrific scene of the end of the world wandering in His mind, and it seemed that his hometown, the prosperous and peaceful emerald city appeared before His eyes again. He was born there, bathed in the glory of the Lord, and was then selected into the choir of the church, and then became an extraordinary person, and attacked pagans for the glory of the Lord... until he finally became an angel walking on earth and ascended into the kingdom of heaven. The scenes that were deliberately forgotten in His memory reappeared.

His hometown, His children, His family, His descendants who like to lie on their knees and listen to their ancestors tell stories...

"Lord...we never regret it..."

"It is our glory to die for you and be with you, and we have never regretted it..."

The real Creator looked quietly at this pious and old angel, and the dark earth was silent.

"Just...just..."

On the low-hanging, wrinkled face, a drop of uncoverable sorrowful tears of sorrow seeped out of the corners of the angel's eyes.

"Lord...I wish..."

"I can go to your side instead of them..."

The memories of the past were burned out by the fire.

How blasphemy! How damn it! How disrespectful!

When you hear the Lord say “That is my sin”—

He felt shamefully, sadly, hatefully—a touch of joy and relief like relief.

Tears finally fell.

The requiem ceremony that had been belatedly for two thousand years finally took away the undead and the grief in the hearts of the living people.

TBC

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"I forgive your debts, just as I forgive people's debts."

"From now on, you will not be guilty."
Chapter completed!