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This is a city without a name.

Because the people it nurtures have no faith.

In the ancient Western world, everyone had faith, so without faith, one would appear to be isolated from the world.

The city is very lively.

This was the first thought that came to Barr's mind after he walked into the gate of the city.

……

On this day, in front of the city wall, there was a piece of white snow.

A man in a white robe came out of the snow.

Although this city is isolated from the world, it is not closed. Occasionally, people from outside the city will come in to rest.

Therefore, if this man was just an ordinary man in a white robe, of course he would not attract the attention of the people in the city.

However, when this man walked in with his hands behind his back, with a peaceful expression, the people in the entire city were all erupting...

Because behind this man, there are six wings.

With wings and white wings, he is naturally not an ordinary person, or in other words, not a person, but an angel.

Angels are servants of the kingdom of God, servants of Jehovah.

Therefore, the people in this city began to panic.

……

In the wind and snow, Baer's white clothes fluttered.

Fluttering like a god.

He met everyone's eyes and walked into the gate of the city.

He stood inside the gate, stopping.

He stayed overnight in the wind and snow inside the city gate.

One night passed, and for the first time the torches on the wall were extinguished, but he was still lit.

He is like a torch, attracting everyone's attention and locking everyone's attention. He makes everyone in this city helpless even if they see the whole world.

Because he is an angel.

Because he is a servant of the kingdom of God.

……

From last night to this time, Barr has never spoken.He has been feeling this city carefully, using his enormous divine power to feel everyone in this city... Sure enough, as Allah said, the people in this city have no faith.

Whoever has no faith is considered a heretic.

He is a heretic, so naturally he deserves to die.

But he didn't choose to make an immediate move.

Because, these previous thoughts were not his thoughts.

Heretics, be damned.

To be precise, this is what Raphael said, or... more precisely, it is the idea of ​​Allah.

But it wasn't Baal's idea.

He hesitated.

……

At this time, an old human walked up to him tremblingly.

The old man looked very weak, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

Today's wind is very strong, with ice and snow and chill.

However, the old man did not fall, and walked in front of him step by step.

The old man's tone did not have the timidity and respect of a humble human being facing a god. He just said calmly, "I want to have a good talk with you."

The old man is the lord of this city.

Like this city, he has no name.

As long as this city has existed, he has lived for as long.

From the moment the opponent appeared, Barr sensed the opponent's strength. He was a very powerful human monk, and his realm was probably in the middle of the fourth realm.This kind of combat power should already belong to very good strength among humble human beings.But in front of him, Baal, he only needs to stretch out a finger, and he can easily crush the opponent to death.

Therefore, Barr has nothing to fear.

Therefore, Barr was going to listen to what the other party wanted to say.

……

"We have no faith."

The beginning of the old man is very simple, and what he expounds is also a matter that everyone knows.

"But what I want to say is that this sentence is a misunderstanding of us by people outside the city. How can a person live without faith?"

The old man smiled, that wrinkled old face, at this moment, gave birth to infinite kindness, or kindness.He pointed to the panic-stricken group of people standing not far behind him. Those people were his people.He said: "It's just that we have different beliefs. You want to kill them all. Why? It doesn't make sense to do this, isn't it?"

Baal frowned, as if he was not used to talking to a mortal. He thought for a moment, then opened his mouth in a strange way, and said softly, "Allah, I won't reason with you."

The old man narrowed his eyes, "Or this sentence can be understood as such, Allah, it is unreasonable."

As the strong wind blew, the snow and ice all over the sky suddenly turned into ice blades, lingering in the air, and they all aimed their sharp blades at the old man.

Barr was angry.

As an angel, as a servant of the kingdom of God, he came here on behalf of Allah, so he naturally couldn't hear others insulting Allah like this.

"Do you think I'm insulting him?" The old man's vicissitudes of laughter came, "Hahaha, but why don't you do it? Do you think that what I said about him is actually right?"

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The old man called Allah, for him.

This is a crime enough to kill him ten thousand times.

If it was Raphael standing in front of him at this time, or in other words, any one of the other angels, the old man would already be a dead person at this time.

But standing in front of him was Barr.

……

All over the sky, the ice blade trembled slightly, as if it would shoot out in the next moment, but it still didn't shoot out.

Barr was silent for a moment.

The ice blades slowly landed on the ground.

"Why do you say that?" Barr asked.

The old man said with a smile: "My city was built 370 years ago. It was turbulent, but it has never fallen. We don't believe in him, nor Satan, but we have always lived well, and the city is perfect. Lossless...you want to know why?"

Barr didn't speak, nor did he make any movements, but there was a slight doubt in his eyes.

The old man smiled and said, "Because we believe in ourselves."

Barr frowned slightly, and asked, "Myself?"

"Yes, ourselves...we are sick and don't need to go to the temple to pray for blessings, because we can pick herbs and heal ourselves...we are hungry, we can find food by ourselves, instead of sitting on the ground and longing for the so-called gods Or the demons come and give us food... The cities around us have been fighting for years, and they thought of coming to us to plunder, but they never really rushed in..."

"why?"

"Because we are strong, we believe in our own strength, our strength is not obtained by believing in gods and demons, but that we are really strong... Angel, you say, since we are so powerful, why are we so powerful? Do you still want to worship him?"

Here he deserves to be Allah.

Faced with such an impolite address, Barr was still not used to it. He pondered for a moment and said, "But your strength is as small and fragile as ants in front of Allah."

The old man said: "However, we have never thought of being compared with the gods and being stronger than the gods. Isn't this a ridiculous idea? We are all normal human beings with normal brains, so naturally we don't have such This is an abnormal thought. On the contrary, if the gods care about us very much, and want to rely on their power to destroy us like ants, exert their power in front of us, and come to us to show their strength... In this way, it is The performance of the brain is abnormal, are you right?"

Barr looked at the old man in front of him with his hands behind his back, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he raised his hands, and a holy light appeared from the wind and snow behind him, and from the sky.

The appearance of the holy light is naturally for purification.

Anger appeared in his eyes.

"The gods will give you death," he said.

However, the next second, the old man suddenly said a word quickly, interrupting his next actions.

The old man said: "Look, I will say that the so-called Allah is unreasonable."