Mysteries of the Earthsea

Hearing the surprise of Charles' words, the man chuckled, "Of course, as the spokesperson of the God of Light, our Pope has found a way to communicate with the God of Light. Please come with me. The altar is here."

Charles' eyes narrowed slightly. What is the Pope doing? Does he really regard this thing as a **** of light?

Thinking back to the pope's wise eyes, Charles felt that there must be something strange.

Charles followed these people through the toppling high-rise buildings. The road he could see was a bruised road, but now various religious symbols were painted on the ground.

Walking among the various triangle patterns, it looks deserted and a bit weird.

The journey was not too long, and soon a wide crossroad with zebra crossing appeared in front of Charles.

On the streets without vehicles, a flat-bottomed pyramid made of gold dots rises from the bottom.

Looking at the five-story religious building in front of him, Charles couldn't help being surprised by the prosperity of the Guangming Church. So much gold might be able to buy an island in the Earth Sea.

At the top of the pyramid stood two luminous believers wearing red leather clothes, who looked like they were guarding something. The top of the pyramid should be a place for communicating with the God of Light.

Charles was about to walk up the steps of the pyramid but was stopped by the believers on the side. "The governor wait a moment. Although you are the chosen one of the God of Light, you must go through some kind of ritual to get the Oracle of God of Light."

The Chosen? What is this name? Charles did not ask and stood by and waited.

Soon a believer in black rubber clothes came up. He began to sing hymns in praise of the God of Light, and then sang along the golden steps towards the top platform of the pyramid.

The beauty of the singing melody shows that this person has extraordinary accomplishments in music.

Charles wiped the sweat from his forehead, and with the heat of more than forty degrees, no matter how good the music was, he couldn't calm his irritable mood.

After a song was finished, the man just walked to the top of the pyramid.

Just when Charles thought the farce was about to end, the singer took off his rubber jacket and exposed his naked body to the sun. "My Lord! Praise you! Please take me to the eternal kingdom!!"

She knelt on the ground with her hands folded, not moving at all, the believer had been killed by the sun.

Under Charles's gaze, the two people next to him took out two daggers and began to quickly divide the body. At this moment, Charles finally knew why the two men's leather clothes were red.

"Mr. Charles, the ceremony is complete, please." The believer next to him gave way.

Charles walked toward the top of the pyramid with a look of disgust, and had cooperated so much with the Bright God Sect in everything, and almost forgot that these lunatics were cultists.

When Charles walked to the top of the pyramid, he saw that the singer had been peeled into a **** skeleton, neatly placed on an altar, with a heart in its hands, as if to Give it to the gift that shines in midair.

Charles shook his head. He raised his head and squinted at the huge circle in the sky. "Dawn One, can you hear it?"

The giant triangle in the dazzling circle began to change, making a tinnitus-like hum, and then a majestic voice came from above.

"I am the **** of light, mortal. What can you do?"

Hearing it really responded, a storm suddenly appeared in Charles's heart. It was hard for him to imagine that such a fluent communication would be created.

Has the foundation's technology been developed to create artificial life?

But Charles soon calmed down. He noticed this, and his name seemed to be different from when he came three years ago.

God of light? Charles remembered clearly that when he came up, this thing was still telling them the time, why is he now a **** of light? !

Charles turned his head to look at the believer who arrived at the pyramid and asked loudly: "You crazy people, what have you taught it in the past three years?"

Seeing that the followers of the Light Sect below didn't pay any attention to what he meant, Charles turned and looked at the circle in the sky.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Let's go, God of Light is God of Light, I ask you, do you know where the creator of you went?"

"A mortal, I am the God of Light, the creator of all light. I exist in the past, present and future. No one can create me."

Hearing this, Charles wanted to laugh inexplicably. He looked up at the Dawn No. 1 in front of him and asked again: “I don’t want to hear anything better than these. Since you are smart, you should understand what I’m talking about. Fund What happened to the people at the meeting? Have they all returned to the surface?"

Not long after Charles finished his questioning, a pleasant bell suddenly rang from his pocket.

Charles froze for a moment. He took a look and found that it was his phone ringtone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After thinking for a while, he swiped his thumb to unlock it and put the phone in his ear, "Hello? Who?"

The majestic voice of the God of Light came from inside. "Who are you? After the disaster, descendants of Foundation survivors?"

Looking at the huge halo in the sky, Charles felt a strong sense of unreality in his heart. He was talking to the God of Light on his mobile phone?

"You answer my question first, and I will answer yours. What is the disaster in your mouth?" Charles asked again.

Mantis once mentioned disasters. He thought it was a disaster on the surface, but now it seems that this disaster is not for the surface but for the Foundation.

"You are not a descendant of the Foundation, otherwise you can't even know the disaster, I guess so. Under that disaster, absolutely no one in the Foundation survived."

Charles was a little dizzy by it. This guy said for a long time like he didn't say, but he never answered his question directly.

"What's your name?"

"I have many names, and my self-recognition is a living nuclear fusion reactor. Before, I was called Shuguang One, and now I am called Guangming God.

"God of light? Heh, these lunatics taught you this?"

"No, they didn't teach me, but I saw them bow down to me. It felt very interesting. As a human, you should know that the feeling of being blindly worshipped is very good. I like this feeling."

A glance at the **** skeleton in front of him, Charles really felt worthless for her, and then he quickly suppressed the unnecessary emotions, and he asked the most critical question to it. "Do you know where the surface exit is?"

After a short pause, the voice of God of Light sounded again, "Why should I tell you?