Luo Jia's eyebrows drooped slightly, as if she were a liberator, breaking free from the just fantastic state.
Aaron approached with concern:
"Brother, you've seen your father! Although I can't quite understand it, just hearing that voice, I know it's that old thing!"
Luo Jia does not resist Aaron's closeness, and speaks in a low voice:
"Brother, I have understood everything."
The giant opened his clear eyes, with no taint or drowsiness.
"Father is not the only true God, it doesn't matter."
Aaron sighed in relief: "Thank goodness, you've finally gotten out of that possessed state."
Luo Jia continued:
"I want to explore finding the true, omniscient and omnipotent."
Alright, even more possessed.
Aaron worriedly asked: "Won't you suddenly have a change of thought and think that there are some things you want from the powers of the dark gods?"
Luo Jia slowly single-knee kneels, staring at his brother:
"They are no more than a bunch of insects. How can one govern countless worlds with such deities?"
He tightened his fists:
"I will seek the source of everything, no matter who is in front of me, I will not be swayed."
Aaron asked with concern, "So, you're going to take your followers to an even more extreme path? I've told you, believing in a god is just for a comfort. There are so many gods that don't do anything. It's better to rely on yourself."
"It sounds like the thing you're looking for might not exist or not be in line with your thoughts, and I worry that you might collapse."
He extends his hand and touches his brother's face.
This is the second brother whose face he has touched.
In Aaron's eyes, Kirimann doesn't seem as obsessive. Although father always says Kirimann is as stubborn as a bull.
Hope that Luo Jia can also walk out.
"You're right," Luo Jia's eyes softened, "So this is a path that belongs only to me, not related to the universal meaning of faith."
He gradually stands up.
"I will unite Korchis, and then wait for my father to come."
"Although I don't know what happened in the future, why my father would apologize to me - but -"
"Thank you, brother, thank you for everything you've done for me."
Aaron snuffled, his hands not knowing whether to move forward or backward, his shoes' tips awkwardly tapping the ground:
"Oh, we're brothers, I don't even know what I did, and then you close your eyes all at once, and that old thing opens his mouth, and you open your eyes like you want to understand everything."
"I'm almost awake, I guess that old thing will do something wrong to you in the future, otherwise he won't apologize. When that incident happens, remember to beat him, I think besides this method, he won't admit his mistake."
"I died early, you can say that it was my order."
Aaron finally hugged his younger brother: "I'm going to wake up. This time, I didn't see clearly what was threatening you. I hope the next time we meet, you won't be tied up by those dark gods. Now I have to hurry and save my father from a bizarre bald bed."
"Hmm, remember to be careful of Aeblesas. Damn, why are all the people I mention bald!"
He stopped talking all at once and stared, then two bald heads looked at each other and laughed loudly.
Before Aeblesas pulled back the curtain, Aaron vanished.
Aeblesas showed a ingratiating smile:
"Saint, the only true God has responded to our prayers, comforted the deceased, and all these miracles are because of you."
"Now, please give the command."
Luo Jia was already calm, showing no signs of abnormality, and said:
"Aeblesas, I need you to challenge the Bone Summit. There is an entity-summoned killer demon dwelling in an arena. As long as the challenge is successful, you can occupy that fortress."
"As you wish, I will speed up the process of capturing the dark fortress. The toughest bone to chew, it's up to you."
Aeblesas paled in shock, damn it, he hadn't been in contact with them on that side!
All the collaborations with demons were promoted by Kalex himself.
It's said that the demon with a long snout kills everything and enjoys killing those with beaks the most.
In the year 600 BC, Lasvit.
The camp of Vipers·Dallet.
Marum completed his prayer, which was also his resting process.
Lying on one side, the Heir of the Emperor.
On the other side, the Emperor's Hook.
Cough cough——
He looked outside the tent, and Terra greeted a new day once again.
"Lord, I should go bring back that donkey."
Marum was looking for something he could do, and limit soldiers always had to first find a way to set a charter, and then follow the target strictly.
It's as if, without this guidance, the soul is missing a part, feeling lost and dejected.
After all, they have had thousands of years, no one has come to guide them, and they have relied on the sacred scripture to maintain.
Marum had followed the local customs and changed into the guard uniforms of Dallet, but these leather armor were all samples and not as tough as his own hair.
He went outside to the tent, calculating how long Lord and Aaron would be late for breakfast so that he could serve the food the moment they woke up.
Father Kirimann's popularity in front of the Emperor can only be improved by himself.
The donkey was tied up with the horses of the priests in an open area within the camp. The priests of Pharaoh were usually also sponsors of chariot races, and they would spend a lot of money to buy these horses from Macedonia.
It seems that the donkey is eating better than when it followed them, with fresh hay and a servant cleaning its fur and the feeding trough.
There are also people who sharpen their knives——no, how can there be the sound of sharpening!
Marum was shocked and looked over to see that it was a few cooks who had started preparing to bury pots and cook, occasionally lifting their heads to look at the donkey still grazing leisurely.
Audacious! To covet the property of the Emperor!
Marum rushed forward to block the donkey, even if it only showed the power of a mortal, it was enough for him to kill everyone here.
If he had unlocked the form of Astarte, he would have conquered all of Terra in this era.
"You don't have to be so tense about protecting a donkey, Marum. I was so worried when the limit warriors managed to bring Kirimann back from Fugrim's grasp."
Anda had already woken up, which completely exceeded Marum's recent observations of the Emperor's daily routine, which he had summarized in the《Emperor's Diary》and was very late to rise.
"They're not planning to eat my donkey, and this hybrid creature has its strengths, but its weaknesses are also obvious."
Anda had a beautiful shoulder-length hair, and after trimming his beard, his handsome face shone in the sunlight.
It was just a bit uncomfortable to move his left cheek, was it because he didn't have a pillow to support it last night, or did he receive some impact?
But this does not affect his beauty.
The semi-sleeved robe fell gracefully, spreading into suitable pleats in the breeze, fitting without being cumbersome.
Any person who sees this scene can't help but smile, although they don't know what to laugh about, but they just feel happy.
A man who seemed to be illuminated by light approached the donkey and reached out to stroke its cheek.
This is a scene worthy of being painted on a wall as an epic of a hero and his steed.
However, this donkey is really ugly. When its dark purple chubby tongue brushed against Anda's arm, it made people can't help but feel worried about whether it would damage Anda's skin.
At this moment, the servants of the Pharaoh were all impressed by him, understanding why the high priest would spare this imperial spy and make him a slave.
The cooks gathered around Anda spontaneously, extending their hands in longing for Anda's touch, becoming nervous even, not knowing where to put the knives in their hands, and bringing them all together in front.
This is practically a god.
Marum also kneels on the ground until this beautiful scene ends with Aaron yawning and saying the first word as he comes out of the tent:
"Father, have you finally made up your mind to eat this donkey? Although this old thing can't pull the mill anymore, selling it early would be fine."
"But now our family is rich! This donkey has been with us for so long, let it stay."
Anda's eyes widened in anger, rebellious son! Do you not have a clue where this money came from!
In your eyes, my father can be sold, but the donkey can't?
