In a hidden valley village, Yafoan looked up at the sky on the cliff.

When the door of truth opened again to Aphoan, he knew that God or the will of the door of truth was about to give him a response.

Yafoan skillfully walked in the sky.

There is a ladder in the void that ordinary people can't see. He gradually disappeared at a high place and appeared in the dream world.

The world behind the door, in the temple of the God of truth and knowledge.

Ghost Porick appeared in person to meet Yafoan, and he was as indifferent as usual when he opened his mouth, as if the ghost should be like this.

"Your sacrifice, God Asai received."

"Avion..."

"You are very lucky to be able to let the fairy Flotti find the answer for you, but it is also because of your wisdom that you have won such an opportunity, which you deserve."

Yafuan crawls under the temple without responding. He knows that the ghost Polik will talk about more important things next.

Sure enough, the ghost Polik told the origin of the Lord of Glory to Yavuan this time.

"The appearance of the Glory Lord is related to a person who came from the previous era, his name is Xiao."

"He is the oldest race, he was once a student of the sages of the first era, and he was the high priest under the Evil God at the end of the era."

"He escaped the mythical battle at the end of the epoch. He split his everything into several parts. He may be able to retrieve it in the future, or he may never be able to retrieve it again."

The news that Yafoan received was that only the Lord of Radiance had lost wisdom, desire, and knowledge, but he did not understand what it was.

As soon as the door of truth received the news, it immediately understood what it meant, and also understood what Xiao did at the end of the last era.

But Yafuan knew that Asai God and the evil **** of the previous era were mortal enemies, and it was Asai God who finally ended the evil god's disaster: "So?"

"The Lord of Glory, is the enemy of God?"

When Aphoan said these words, he knew what he was expecting.

Ghost Polik: "Yafan, is it his spirituality that determines a person? Or is it his wisdom and personality?"

"Or memory?"

Ghost Polik didn't wait for Yafoan to answer, and knew that he couldn't answer: "At least he is not Xiao at the moment."

"and."

"Whether he is the enemy of Asai God is not up to you, nor is it up to me."

"It's up to God Assai to decide."

Yafoan said quickly: "But it is a door of mythology. If God Asai is willing, the people of Avil, his faithful believers are willing to take it for him..."

From another angle, Yafoan tried to let the will of the Gate of Truth judge his appeal to be reasonable, and let the Gate of Truth end the world.

The ghost Polik interrupted Yafoan's words and told him.

"Avion."

"A power that doesn't belong to you has no meaning."

"The abyss appeared because the spiritual door contained powers that did not belong to him, and everything was because Meld speculated on the will of God and looked at the thoughts of the gods with the ridiculous eyes of mortals."

"God doesn't need your secret speculation or your fearless dedication."

A look of anticipation appeared on Yafoan's face, and then he was disappointed again.

The ghost Polik once again warned Yafoan: "Believe Yafoan, never try to fool the gods, or use the gods."

"Gods can see through everything you think. When God thinks what to do, oracles and wills will naturally come."

"The gods have already arranged everything."

"All your inner plans are meaningless."

Although it was the ghost Porick who spoke, what was really speaking at the moment was only the will of the Gate of Truth.

No matter which ghost speaks, they all represent the same will.

And the gate of truth is just a creation after the path of wisdom, power and knowledge goes to the myth, it has no emotion, it is just a tool.

It gathers information and intelligence, and then makes the coldest judgments.

What else can Aphoan say, as a humble mortal, he can only undertake the will of God.

He crawled on the ground and saluted with a respectful gesture.

"Then, Lord Pollick, the messenger of God."

"Please tell me."

"What is the will of the great gate of truth?"

"I hope that all the sacrifices will be converted into the answers I want."

The ghost Polik stared at Yafoan, and finally said: "Believer, you are very arrogant."

Yafoan raised his head, his pupils were full of thought and calm: "No, I am in awe of the gods."

Ghost Polik: "But your awe is only because the power of the gods is beyond your imagination. You only have fear and no respect."

"You fear the sun, just because the sun can destroy everything in an instant."

"But the light of the sun also warms everything in the world."

Specter Polik didn't say a word, this part of you is very similar to the former Anhofus.

Yafuan didn't speak, maybe the ghost Porick was right, or maybe it was more difficult to explain.

The two sides were quiet for a long time, and the breath became a little dignified.

The ghost Polik finally agreed to Yafan's conditions, and he told Yafan: "Afan!"

"You want to get the results you want, and there's only one way to get there."

Yafoan raised his head and could see his pupils vibrating violently.

"any solution?"

Ghost Polik didn't care about Yafoan's feelings, and told him directly: "Didn't you already have preparations? I just don't know if you are ready to pay the price."

Yafoan stood on the spot for a moment and became lost.

Of course he knew what Pollick was talking about, but the price was too great to bear.

Ghost Polik: "Everything in this world has a price. It follows the principle of equivalent exchange in the dark. Nothing will be born out of thin air, and nothing will disappear out of thin air."

"Now, you're about to get what you want."

As soon as Polik's voice fell, several things appeared in front of Yafoan.

Yafoan received an unprecedented gift, including two books and a magic item.

The names of the two books are "Divine Favor" and "The Secret Tome of Anhofus Bone Demon Transformation", and the name of the magical item is the skull of the three-leafed man, which came from an ancient priest of the Polik family.

Even in the last era, these books were enough to be classified as forbidden arts. Divine Favor is the core secret of the Temple of Truth. As for the "Secret Tome of Anhofus Bone Demon Transformation", it was once a disaster. The three generations of the Henir Dynasty created the secret art of bone demons.

Ghost Polik told Yafoan: "Divine Favor is the key secret technique to step into the fourth level, which allows you to enter the apostle level, but only allows you to use it alone."

Yafoan picked up "Divine Favor", first lowered his head, then raised his head and glanced at Polik.

"The secret art of becoming an apostle of God?"

His hands were shaking when he picked up the "Divine Favor", which was a god's mystery for snake people, something that only gods could bestow.

"Can I be an apostle of God? Can I use the power of God?"

Polik told him: "Your talent is not enough for you to break through the limits of mortals. Tier 3 is the end of your talent."

"You also need external help to make you a fourth-order."

Yafoan immediately looked at the other two things, and he suddenly understood their meaning.

But he stretched out his hand and couldn't hold the other two things at all.

He raised his head to look at Pollick, puzzled.

Polik was expressionless: "In exchange for "Divine Favor", the price you paid is not enough. This does not meet the equivalent exchange, but the Gate of Truth determines that your plan is beneficial to the gods, and it is specially given to you. ."

"And for the latter two things, you have to pay a new price."

Avon: "What price do I have to pay?"

Polik: "Return my right hand, and God will choose a new one."

"A...a person who truly has a heart of awe."

"Not only fear, but also respect."

"A person who believes in the truth and also fears the truth."

The first and second generations of the gods of truth and knowledge were selected passively, and the gods of Asai and the gate of truth gradually regained their strength through them, but the two of them and the Avilians also gained to match what they paid for.

And now, the authority of this divinely favored object has to be revoked in the end.

It is the mark of the favored god, not a private gift of the Evirites.

Pollick waved, and the other two objects floated up.

It seems to be reminding Alfon to make a choice.

"The bones of the oldest race and the "Bone Demon Transformation Secret Book" are prepared for you. With them, it is enough to make you a fourth-order."

"Even if you become Tier 4, it is impossible to clear the abyss. Since the abyss was born, no one except the gods at the master level can erase it, and even gods are unwilling to touch such filthy things. "

"The most terrifying thing about the abyss is not Meld, but the evil thoughts it has swallowed up countless people, and it has become a carrier for all evil thoughts."

"It will grow stronger and stronger until it engulfs the entire Evil Peninsula."

"The Secret Tome of Bone Demon Transformation" and the three-leaf man's skull spun quietly, and Polik's voice seemed to be urging Avon.

"However, it's enough for you to start your plan."

Avon understands.

The words of Ghost Polik actually have another meaning. The Gate of Truth wants to cut off the connection between Yafuan and himself.

You can become a fourth-order, but you cannot become an apostle of the God of truth and knowledge.

Yafoan raised his head to look at the ghost Polik, the most loyal messenger of the **** Asai.

"Looks like."

"I'm really not a qualified believer, but that's fine..."

"Lord Pollick!"

"Thank God, and thank you for your care for me all the time.

Yafuan took the things in front of him, and at the same time, Porik's right hand, the magical tool in his body, disappeared little by little.

"Bang... bang... bang~"

He crawled on the ground, kowtowing one by one.

He is indeed not a devout believer, but for the **** Assai and Polik.

He is grateful.

Polik didn't say a word, watching Yafan kowtow, get up, and leave.

Yafuan walked to the bottom of the stairs, suddenly turned his head and asked.

"God!"

"Why haven't you woken up yet?"

Ghost Polik said lightly: "Do you think a hundred years old?"

Yafoan certainly felt that it was very long. For almost all capable people, it was the length of a lifetime.

Ordinary snake people can hardly live to a hundred years.

Even if their lifespan limit is one hundred and fifty years.

Pollic told him: "You have spent decades planning for the city-state of Evir, the mother of all snakes Samos has waited for a thousand years to wait for the forgiveness of the master of life, and the master of glory has reincarnated in order to retrieve everything that once was. 250 million years."

"Yafan, don't arrogantly use your thoughts and perspectives to speculate on the gods."

Alfred was dumbfounded.

He felt that the incomparably long wait might be just a blink of an eye for God.

He couldn't wait and couldn't wait.

He also finally understood why Pollick called him arrogant.

That is not the arrogance of Aphoan alone, but the arrogance of all mortals.

As a mortal, I always think that I know what the gods want, and I always think that everything I do is for the gods, and I put my thoughts and wills on the gods.

This is true of Avon, it is true of Meld, and it is true of the world.

In this world, is there anything more arrogant than this?

Yafoan left here, and this may be the last time he came here in his life.

as a believer.

One ghost after another appeared on the stairs, this is the entire Polik family.

One of the ghosts said, "Will he be our **** to test Xiao, as planned?"

The second ghost: "Could all this be a trap set by Xiao, or some of his schemes? The abyss is a means for him to achieve a certain purpose?"

"After all, what he is best at is playing with these intrigues."

The third ghost: "Fairy Florty's words are worth believing, she will not deceive us people."

"But I don't know where Fairy Flotti got the information from, so I can take precautions."

The fourth ghost: "He will have an eighty-three percent chance of falling into the abyss."

Ghost Polik suddenly said: "No, it is 100%."

The other ghosts looked over together: "The calculation of the gate of truth is 83%."

Ghost Polik's eyes wavered: "Human will and emotion are difficult to predict through calculation."

"He will choose, no doubt about it."

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Evir village in the valley.

In an ordinary wooden house.

Yafoan stared at a letter, which was a reply letter from the messenger of the God of Creation, which he hand-transcribed, the fairy who claimed to be the messenger of the gods and whose name was Flotti.

Yafoan had already read it over and over again, and the paper became wrinkled.

The few sentences about the abyss were marked out by Yafoan, and they were pondered over and over again.

Yafoan looked at it, and for some reason, he let out a long breath.

"Everything has a price, and you have to get what you want to give."

"But."

"Sometimes, some things."

"It's not one person who pays the price, it's everyone."

Avon is indeed different from Huber.

Huberne is a man who will never hesitate to wander once he has made a decision, a man as strong as steel in his heart.

Although Avon has been imitating Huber in front of others, his heart is far less firm than Huber.

at this time.

A woman broke in and hurriedly told Avon with a message.

"His Majesty Sidi has settled down again, let you go and discuss with him..."

Aphian turned around and listened quietly at first.

But after listening to a few words, he suddenly interrupted what the other party wanted to say: "Nia."

Nia stopped and looked at Yafuan seriously.

She was very familiar with Yafoan, and knew that Yafoan had something very important to say in this situation.

She could also see that Yafoan was caught in a choice at this time.

"If there is such a plan, it can solve our current desperate situation, but many people will die."

Nia said without hesitation: "We can all die for this."

Avon shook his head: "That's not what I thought."

Yafoan lowered his head, not daring to look into Nia's eyes, and his voice was as low as a dream.

"What I want to ask is, who should I choose to die?"

"Why should I let them die?"

"How should I choose, who should die and who should survive?"

This kind of words may only be said by Afion when he is facing Nia.

Nia could see that Yafoan was under a lot of pressure. His spirits had been tense all these years. She even saw Yafoan's emotional breakdown several times behind him.

Only at this time can I feel that Yafuan is not a favored person, a high-ranking chief **** attendant.

Nia approached Yafan, she leaned down and looked up at Yafan who was bowing her head.

The chief **** attendant, who had to bow his head and couldn't help himself, had to sit up straight and raise his head high.

Only at this time did Nia leave: "You didn't choose who to die, Yaf'an!"

"You don't have this qualification, and don't think too highly of your rights."

Nia's eyes were full of firmness: "We are willing to die for you, not because you are the chief servant."

"It's because you're Avon."

Avon asked her, "That's it?"

Nia replied, "That's it."

"We know that you are the most unwilling to die. You suffer more than anyone else."

"We know better that you are the only one who can save the Elvir people."

Nia: "If you don't know how to choose, choose me and die!"

Avon showed a miserable smile, he felt that Nia didn't know the terrible thing. He shook his head: "What if the price is more terrible than death?"

Nia suddenly turned sideways, revealing her fair shoulders, which had a tattoo on it.

"See the lighthouse behind me?"

Yafoan knew that this lighthouse was the lighthouse of Nia's hometown on the giant island of Ruhe. After she left her hometown, she engraved this lighthouse on herself.

Nia looked at Yafoan and said, "The lighthouse of the past is gone, and neither is our home."

"now."

"You are my beacon."

Nia said loudly: "Even if you want to fight against the gods, I am willing to accompany you."

Nia stretched out her hand and wanted to give Yaffan a high five.

It seemed that after a high five, they could really fight against the whole world.

"Hahahahaha."

"What are you talking about is really out of tune."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Avon smiled, tears streaming down his face.

They are really unqualified believers, except for gods like Asai who only care about truth and knowledge, and care about equal exchange.

No other **** could hold them any longer.

But Avon felt that this was really good.

Some people live to gain strength, some people are crazy for the pursuit of truth, and some people exist for faith.

And they.

Doing everything for his companions~lightnovelpub.net~ Yafoan kept laughing, but Nia stubbornly stretched out her hand, as if she was angry, Yafoan wouldn't let go without a high five.

"good."

"Then together."

Yafoan could only grab Nia's hand, and his eyes were completely different from before.

And his other hand was holding the letter tightly.

In the letter, there are his next plans and answers.

As long as he saw the letter from the fairy in the forest, he knew a solution to the problem.

Two sentences are written on the back of the letter.

"If there is no way to destroy the abyss."

"Then it becomes the abyss."