lost narrative poem

Chapter 844 Claiming to be God
It's getting harder to breathe...

There are bursts of blackness in front of my eyes...

The nailed hands and feet were so painful that he couldn't speak, and his consciousness almost collapsed under some kind of shock...

The blood kept dripping down, dripping from the cross, staining the entire land near St. George's Cathedral red.Maybe ordinary people can't imagine why there is so much blood in a normal-sized human body, but this is not the time to pay attention to science.

"Speaking of which, it really hurts..."

Xia Ran's face was pale, he lowered his head and muttered to himself, his current situation is very pessimistic——

His hands were nailed from the wrists, and his feet were also nailed. His whole body was nailed to the huge holy cross. He couldn't move a single finger, and the blood flowed continuously. The crucifix dripped continuously.

And with the cross that looks like a light texture, the bloody halos that were originally mixed with each other.

I can't even tell which blood is his and which is the light and shadow special effect that comes with this technique...

Because in the mysterious field, the symbolic meaning is always greater than everything else, so the use of the meaning of "piercing the flesh with metal" is related to the "nail" used to fix the Son of God when he was crucified on the cross, So Xia Ran, who was suffering, found that she was really approaching death gradually.

The cross, the nail, the instrument of torture for the Son of God, and the magic formulas performed based on these concepts and meanings also had the effect of judgment on him.

Emptiness comes into existence, only one's heart can never die... In terms of survivability, he has clearly reached such an unreasonable level, but now it has no effect at all. He is like an ordinary human being after suffering such a fatal injury. After that, he quickly walked towards death.

With multiple related abilities superimposed to the current level——

Including a series of enhancements such as "Third Magic Soul Materialization", "Fruit of Life S2 Mechanism", etc., it also derives pure energy body, elemental body, quantum state immortality that repeatedly jumps across parallel worlds In the body, there is even a golden Dayan technique that can change reality at will.

However, at this moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength and all his reliance.

The vitality that should have sprung up infinitely disappeared without a trace.

The state of being able to shuttle between possibilities at any time like Schrödinger's cat seems to be imprisoned from the source.

Just like the hands and feet being nailed through, the power is firmly imprisoned in the body, it seems to have completely disappeared, unable to mobilize a bit; it is like his wounds that will not heal automatically after being nailed through, even spontaneously There is no response.

Moreover, the severe pain seemed to penetrate the soul from the body. With the continuous loss of blood, the magician also felt that his thinking was gradually weakening.

Not long ago, it was sublimated to an unimaginable level, as if the almighty thought that could penetrate the ultimate mystery of the universe, at this moment, it was so difficult to even operate, like an old machine that was old and rusted , It was already stagnant and astringent during the rotation.

This is also of course.

Just from the continuous dripping of a large amount of blood from him, but without causing any damage or erosion to the real world, it can be seen that the judgment technique of "Good Friday" is to limit his greatness and terror the power of--

Otherwise, the escaping blood can instantly wipe out the vitality of all living things in the entire UK, not just humans, but flowers, birds, insects, fish, and even bacteria and microorganisms;
For another example, dripping blood can directly bring the entire planet back to the age of gods, a world where the source is flooded, the magic power is strong, and the mysterious darkness is even enough to fill the surrounding space, making it impossible for modern people to survive;
For another example, maybe there will be no such fancy light pollution and various special effects at all, that is, the density of a drop of blood can be compared to a celestial body, and the moment the drop falls is a catastrophe that will destroy the entire solar system...

At this time, the whole world seems to be quiet.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring in this direction, staring at the light and shadow of the huge blood-stained holy cross.

Everyone was unavoidably a little uneasy, and even had a feeling of disbelief at the sudden calm, and subconsciously felt that all this was unreal—after all, the movement not long ago was too great.

Whether it's the tower of God's Gate standing on the earth, or the ancient snake with seven heads and ten horns that only appears in the oldest myths, they are all broadcast live simultaneously around the world. Without light, people can't help but wonder if the end is coming?

Especially for the general public who don't know the inside story, it is a ruthless piercing and crushing of their worldview!

Being able to accept the existence of the concept of Academy City in this world, and accepting the development of scientific and reasonable superpowers through science and technology, is already the most compromise of their simple materialist worldview, or after decades of subtle influence, the chairman Aleister's unremitting efforts finally had such a result.

Like now, there is no foreshadowing at all, and the ancient myths and legends are directly pasted on their faces, which is really not friendly to the heart.

There are many devout believers with tears in their eyes at this moment, loudly praising the hymn of praising the Lord, kneeling down and kissing the ground, how uncomfortable and angry they were before, hysterical, and now they are so fanatical, just like Chinese New Year, just almost I didn't have the impulse to set myself on fire on the spot and sacrifice myself for the Lord.

When they saw the enemy of God gaining the upper hand, their eyes were tearing apart. They either cursed desperately, or kept praying sadly, hoping that God would show his might as soon as possible and defeat the devil's rampant arrogance. They couldn't bear such a situation. hit.

Now the wish is finally fulfilled... After all, the rain is over, the darkness is over, and the morning star is approaching. The brilliance of the huge cross is like the sun that never sets, and the brilliance shines forever.

Although speaking from the heart, in this era, people who can still hold pious beliefs are a very small minority among the very few. Even the Roman Orthodox Church claims to have 20 billion believers, but guess whether the pan believers are 20 billion or not? 20?
The vast majority of people are extremely realistic, and their faith has long been eroded by various realistic factors. As believers in Christianity, it is more of a tradition and habit. To say how devout and loyal they are I'm afraid they themselves don't believe this matter.

But no matter what, no matter how much you say, it is not as convincing as the huge impact brought by the facts——

So at this moment, it is true that billions of believers suddenly discovered that they have always had a lofty ideal of serving the country and the people in their hearts... Ah, no, there has always been a pure and innocent piety, like a childish piety Faith.

Coincidentally, at this moment, an unknown number of Christian believers were singing in unison, and countless high-pitched hymns sounded all over the world.

The target is...

Xia Ran being crucified.

This is also a matter of course. After all, people don't know what happened. Billions of believers are mortals, and mortals have limited eyesight.So until now, they don't actually know what happened.

We only see the beginning of God, but not the end; we only see the grace and love of God, but we do not see the glory and final victory of God; we only see that God has a plan at the beginning, and the progress is very long, but the goal has not been achieved.

So that's it, they don't know why this mythic battle started and why it ended.From their point of view, it was the arrogant ancient snake that suddenly disappeared, and all this happened after the blood-stained cross descended.

As for the more specific details...

Sorry, they can't see it at all, so naturally they don't know anything.

Therefore, people naturally had some kind of wonderful associations, thinking that this is the coming of the Messiah, coming to be the king, and finally victorious, and the ancient serpent was finally defeated... So they all burst into tears, and sincerely turned to the bloody cross. Send out salutes, even put your hands together, and worship.

Under their gaze, the Scarlet Cross, which is larger than the land of the country, is shrinking little by little.

It seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast. After a short time, it had shrunk by a large circle, and could even vaguely see the outline of a "person" crucified on it. Their beliefs suddenly became more fanatical, and they immediately believed that it was the Son of God. It is the most classic religious image of Christianity.

For a time, the ethereal and vast voice of prayer resounded from all over the world, across the mountains and seas, across the starry sky and the earth, as if the invisible stars gathered together.

"My bones are all decayed and crumbled, my heart is turned into wax stone, and my body is dissolved in it..."

Her lips were already pale, but Xia Ran, who was nailed to the cross, showed a relieved smile with difficulty, her lips moved, and whispered such words.

Calvary's speech.

It's just that nothing happened, and he didn't stop, he was still chanting slowly and in a low voice with difficulty, every word was paused, and the words were clearly pronounced, but he was exhaling more and breathing in less.

When the cross shrunk to a size of more than ten meters and was suspended steadily above the solemn and solemn St. George's Cathedral, the magician who was nailed to it had already lowered his head, without any trace of breath or heat... …

he died.

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Surrounding St. George's Cathedral, there are 330 monks gathered together. They have the most devout faith and the strongest will, and they have been here since the day the new covenant came down. preparing.

Through the principle of the "Grigorian Choir", it was finally possible to complete the judgment formula of "Good Friday" at the last moment of the day when the jihad broke out.

The crowd was silent, looking at the glorious cross above the cathedral and the "person" crucified on it with complicated eyes.

No one spoke, and after a long while, the head priest finally asked the supreme bishop who led them to turn the tide at a critical moment: "Archbishop, what should we do now? Put down this devil's body?"

With fair skin, blue eyes, and almost [-] times her height, the long blond hair was folded in two and fastened behind her head with a silver hairpin. She looked only left and right. The girl in the beige nun uniform was calm. shook his head.

"The trial is not over yet."

"The archbishop?" The head priest was slightly taken aback, as if he was a little puzzled as to why the supreme bishop said that.

""You who once were far off from God are now drawn near in the Son of God by his blood, for he has made us peace, and made us two, and has broken down the wall of partition in the middle, and by himself His body destroys enmity, even the ordinance written in the law...""

Laura still spoke very calmly:

"In order that the two may be made into one new man by themselves, and thus peace be accomplished. Having slain the enmity on the cross, by the cross they may be reconciled to God in one flesh.""

She looked around and raised her voice: "The Son of God was crucified by man, and man was forgiven by the blood of the Son of God... The prophecies in the Book of Revelation have already begun before, and we must make him like the Son of God He was crucified on the cross, and through his blood the sins of the people were forgiven."

The surrounding crowd changed their expressions slightly.

As true religious people on the mysterious side, they certainly understood what the Supreme Bishop meant at once.

It seems that this is true. The prophecy of the Apocalypse has already started ahead of time because of this hateful devil. According to the prophecy in the Bible, after defeating the Antichrist, the final judgment will come, the end of the human world, and the end of the religious system of Christianity. .

This is something no one wants to see. Although according to the records of the New Testament, the number of souls to be judged in the final judgment has already been determined, but because of this, it must not be triggered in advance.

The only solution seems to be that there is indeed only one way left—just like killing the antichrist by killing the Son of God through the judgment of Good Friday, and also by the principle that the blood of the Son of God can forgive people sin, then...

Could the blood shed by this damned enemy of God be able to forgive people's sins?

At least it can stop the prophecy of the Apocalypse, so that the end will not happen early, right?
"We still have a lot of things to do, let's get ready! Like the arrangement before, remember to guide the public opinion and give believers confidence..." At this time, the Supreme Bishop gave out a series of instructions in a leisurely manner.

Looking at her, the monks around seemed to have found their backbone. After experiencing a drastic change, their hearts also settled down. After saluting, they turned and left, each taking charge of their own work.

St. George's Cathedral became quiet, and the surrounding area became empty.

"Oh, what a mess..."

Laura laughed softly, and stepped forward to look at the cross of light above the church and the "person" crucified on it.

After looking at it for a while, she didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the great hall, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing an elegant and pleasing smile.

She has already done what she can do, and the rest is up to the other party.

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It was as dark as the nether world.

Knowing that there is only darkness around her, Xia Ran accepts the fact that she is dead.

Time seemed to have come to a standstill, floating on a sea of ​​light and soundlessness, he had been falling downward without end... no, maybe he wasn't falling at all.

Because here, there is nothing.There is no up and down, no concept of time and space, and naturally there is no meaning of falling.It is not the state of so-called "infinity", because in order to have "infinity", "limitation" must be defined, and without limitation, infinity would not exist.

Here is neither existence nor emptiness, neither increase nor decrease, neither life nor death, neither truth nor falsehood, a place beyond all concepts of positive and negative.

All the "causes", the origins of various phenomena, because everything is in place, there is nothing.

He was very calm, very content.

Observing something like time in this way, although time does not exist, it can be observed.Although it is obviously meaningless, you can't see anything, or you can't realize it when you see it.

Since all meanings do not exist, "existence" alone is enough here.

"Only ignorance can approach the vortex of the root, so it can be regarded as ignorance or omniscience, although that is meaningless..." I don't know how long it has passed, but there is a gentle voice in my ear The long sound seemed to break through a pool of stagnant water, causing ripples of change, and Xia Ran's consciousness re-condensed.

Once again he gained meaning and was able to think.

"Welcome to the first cause that only the dead can reach, and the living must not."

A tired and gentle voice sounded, and in the indescribable room, a woman in a pure white kimono smiled quietly at him: "Good job."

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Blinking his eyes, he was silent for a long time. The magician looked around, rubbed the center of his brows, and heaved a long sigh of relief. ?”

"Give you full marks."

The kimono girl smiled slightly: "First open the way with the gate of God, conceptually reach the position of God above the "heaven", then imitate the actions of the Creator in key aspects, and at the same time use your own behavior to represent the key characteristics of God In the end, it made it impossible for others to completely distinguish the difference between the two, and the armor was completed..."

"And choose to split the concept of God with the concept of antichrist, to ensure your own independence, you are God to outsiders who don't know, and you are yourself to yourself, claiming to be God but not being turned into God, this is very good. "

(End of this chapter)