Is it ironic?

Maybe it's.

Fate is impermanent, but dreams are eternal.

In any case, Goliath is worthy of respect.

The point is that Goliath’s ideas are somewhat similar.

They do not believe in God.

What is God?

God is shameless thief, thief, robber!

Unearned looters, grazers of garuated meals!

The culprit hindering the development of the people!

The saints do not die, the thief does not stop.

God is the greatest thief.

The thief, the burglar.

God’s Word is the believer’s faith, the believer’s soul.

Does he who believes in me have eternal life?

Believe in me in the kingdom of God?

Will he who believes in me be eternal?

Is it?

The kingdom of God does not know what it is to be.

But those who are strong enough to preach, those who are equally powerful, are clear.

The kingdom of demigods is not even bigger than a playground.

The kingdom of the weak gods is not the size of a small town.

When the god's kingdom is really like the kingdom of God, with a radius of hundreds of miles, a less powerful principality and vassal state, probably so big.

But what about that?

For mortals, it may not be small, but for a slightly more capable professional, it is still a slightly larger prison.

A prison that can never be left.

What will happen to those who are faithful and mad believers when they die and their souls ascend into the kingdom of God?

They have eternal life.

They don’t need to eat, they don’t need to sleep.

The only thing they have to do is to pray non-stop, to provide the strength of faith, to support the kingdom of God, to change the kingdom of God, and to strengthen the gods they believe in.

No matter how perfect the kingdom of God is far from the real world.

There are only limited laws to support, but the laws are not comprehensive enough.

Is such a world really a good country?

A beautiful paradise?

It’s no different than hell, right?

If everything is for the gods, and if even your body and soul are the private property of the gods, then what is the meaning of your existence?

Life must be free.

The soul must be free.

If there is no freedom, then life is not a free life, and the soul is not a free soul!

Goliath wants to change all that.

But his limited ability, the seven-fold space created is still too small, still far enough.

High wants to change all that.

He also sealed God, but he is fundamentally different from the gods of this world.

He will never hinder the development of the clear—

God should not be a clear obstacle, but should be a clear promoter.

With the development of Ming, mortals will surely come out of this world, continue to develop in the starry sky of the universe, and the population will be more and more, then the believers of the gods will also become more and more powerful, and the gods will naturally become stronger and stronger.

The true gods should have this kind of mind, and the gods of this world are too narrow and too shallow to be called "true God" at all, but they are short-sighted pseudo-gods.

Those so-called gods have always been worried that the development of the human beings will lead them to no longer believe in the gods and even challenge them.

But what about the facts?

Even in the 21st century, the earth's religious beliefs have never been cut off, but they are becoming more and more prosperous.

One after another, only the legendary gods have harvested more and more believers, so why are the real gods not even better?

The gods of this world have created one after another the imperfect divine kingdom, which is actually only equivalent to half a face.

The so-called "kingdom of God" of the gods of Azeroth is actually the planet Azeroth itself.

It is a real world, an immeasurable planet of Titan, and even if the believer’s soul comes there, it will never become a puppet who only knows prayer.

They will be given full freedom.

Freedom of the body, freedom of the soul.

This is the essential difference.

The gods who exist because of their faith must serve the believers.

Those who do not exist because of their faith are more free.

The goddess of agriculture and the god of Avalon are the former, while the gods of the wilderness are the latter.

The black cat in front of him is a wild god.

It is free in itself, unlike the God of faith, so that it can be friends with Goliath and work for the same goal.

There is no such thing as a human being, and there is not much of it in this world.

"Young Druid, can you tell me how long it has been outside before I answer your question?"

The black cat stopped, a pair of beautiful and dangerous eyes, staring straight at the height.

mysterious and noble.

“Ten thousand years.”High answer.

“Has it been 10,000 years?You are the first visitors."

The black cat was sad: "Goliath died 10,000 years... in this ten thousand years, has there been no such thing as Goliath?"

“Maybe... there is?”

Gao was somewhat uncertain: “But it is, and certainly not as amazing as Goliath, because I have not heard of it.”The world belongs to the gods, and if they want to touch the forbidden realms of the gods, they will die.”

“Goria, is it the last noise of the ancient times?”

The black cat lowered her head and looked at the grass below: “Is our efforts finally in vain?”

The grass quickly withered, as in her mood.

"The Thunderbird told me that Goliath had a student."

Gao comforted: "A man named Ambrosius, passed the test of Goliath, entered the territory of magic, and got his inheritance."

“Is that so?”

The black cat looked up and there was light in his eyes: “How is he now?”

“He was one of the greatest mages in centuries, with the power of a higher demigod.But he was counted by the god of Avalon, trapped by Avalon's Vivien in the forest outside Lake Avalon, and his student Altolia."

Gao Gao said, “And I am the son of Altolia.”I came here to gain more power against the coming God of Avalon.When the time is right, I will go to Avalon and rescue them.”

“Avalon?“The triune goddess?”

The black cat's eyes appeared a fierce: "A weak god, also dare to be crazy?"

"She is now the goddess of nine flesh, and was promoted to the gods a thousand years ago."

She shook her head, “But she’s down now.”I'll beat her, but I need your help."

"I'm sorry I can't help you, young Druid."

The black cat shook her head, "I'm bound to the realm of dreams, and I can't get out of here."

“But there’s always a way, right?”Smiling.

“There is only one way.”

The black cat looked up and looked high, and the face appeared to be humanized: "I help you get the recognition of the dream territory, you go to the bottom of the ancient tree, take the water of life accumulated for thousands of years, and revive me!"