Chapter 289: Chapter 189 Face to the Ground_1


    Ange activated his Soul Armor, and two…hoes materialized in his palms. It was time to use Little Zombie’s trump card. He bent down, his hands moving quickly in alternation, and arge amount of dirt was magically pumped out in a violent spray, swiftly clearing arge area.


    There wererge rocks underground, but they looked peculiar. Their shapes and outlines were very irregr. How could they be described? It was as if a glob of water had struck a certain point and then had sshed all over, solidifying into stone.


    When Ange had cleared all the nearby soil, he was taken aback to find that indeed a glob of water had struck a person. The sshing water had encapsted most of his body, leaving only his hands and feet exposed.


    His thoughts scanned through the feet, clearly seeing the textures of the internal skin, muscle, bone, and other tissues.


    Negris looked at this petrified person, then nced at the position of the temple entrance and spected, “Could it be that the angel statue had emitted some weapon or technique that petrified this person? But if it was an attackunched by the Holy Spirit Angel, why did the angel itself also turn into stone?”


    Shamara touched the exposed hands and feet of the petrified person and suggested, “Unless, he is the God of Bnce.”


    “What? The God of Bnce? The Equal Cross, beneath the cross, all things are equal. But it can’t be, why would the Holy Spirit attack their god?” Negris asked, utterly bewildered.


    “It’s only like this. If the God of Bnce is petrified, the person who attacks him will also be petrified,” Shamara replied matter-of-factly.


    Negris was torn between belief and skepticism. He guessed then that Shamara had awoken some sort of divine technique rted to perception. Her predictive ability was very strong. If she felt this petrified person was the God of Bnce, then there was a high probability it was the truth.


    But if that were the case, it would imply another problem. Why would the Holy Spirit Angel attack their own god?


    Shamara shook her head, “I don’t know, perhaps it was hurt.”


    While they were talking, Ange quietly summoned the Scythe of Death, motioning as if to strike at the neck of the statue.


    “Stop! Cease! Hold!” Fortunately, Negris noticed in time and bellowed, stopping Ange’s actions.


    Ange tilted his head in confusion.


    “You can’t cut. If it is really the God of Bnce, then the equal action on your body would be as if your soul was also sliced, you can’t cut, you should try something else first.”


    Ange tilted his head again.


    “Cast a Purification spell on him. The Holy Light will not harm him. If he can absorb the Holy Light and it affects you, then he is the God of Bnce.”


    When he finished speaking, Negris murmured uncertainly, “In theory, the Equal Cross is a rarely used divine technique. As a Master God of Light, it formally ‘equalizes’ with any enemy, wouldn’t that put it at a disadvantage?”


    Shamara looked confused, “Why not use it when the enemy is too weak, and use it when you can’t beat them?”


    “Pff…you make a lot of sense. If you can’t beat them, then use it. This isn’t a God of Bnce, it’s a God of Double Standards. It is deployed when needed and packed away when it’s not. Bada.” Negris was extremely irritated. It seemed like all these Gods of Light used sneaky and cunning tactics.


    Shamara uttered obtusely, “You seem to have some misconceptions about gods. Gods became gods because they hold power, not because they are equal and fair. Without power, no matter how fair and just, he is not a god.”


    “Huh?!” Negris was stunned by Shamara’s statement. Although such an argument is popr among mages and atheists within the Republic of Steris, it should not havee from Shamara. “You’re not supposed to talk like that. Aren’t you a devout believer?”


    “Yes, I am a devout believer. I believe in the Light, I pursue pure light. When it is no longer pure, it is no longer the light I pursue. God, has betrayed me,” Shamara exined matter-of-factly, seemingly oblivious to the darkening Sacred me within her.


    Herments profoundly shocked Negris. He suddenly had a better understanding of why he no longer had fanatical followers and why Shamara fell from grace. He seemed to have misunderstood the concept of ‘god’.


    A god became a god because they acquired power, not because they became a god, then acquired power. Therefore, the notion that adapting to the rules would make one a god was fundamentally wed. n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    If he hadn’t possessed the power of the Bronze Giant Dragon to begin with, could he have be a god? Initially, if he hadn’t used his own power to secretly help those guys in their exams, could he have be a god? If…


    Negris considered many things. A lot of things he didn’t understand before suddenly made sense.


    A god, having gained power, establishes a set of rules and upholds them. More and more people adapt to these rules, believe in them, integrate into them, and be part of these rules.


    The power of a god, will grow stronger as a result, and the rules will be further solidified.


    When these rules can benefit everyone, the believers will naturally uphold, protect, and practice them. All who oppose will be annihted.


    In the end, the operation of these rules bes an inertia. Even if the Gods of Light disappear for a thousand years, they continue to function independently.


    This is the intrinsic logic of how a divine power system operates, a concept he had misunderstood all along.