Game of the World Tree

The drifting snowflakes gradually became smaller, and the icy wind whistled.

Old John's eyes swept across the dignitaries on the high platform, swept over the people onlookers, and finally stopped at the trial bishop who was arguing with him.

He, with a sigh, said:

Order is indeed hierarchical, but the creatures that make up the order should be equal in personality.

Absolute justice is indeed difficult, but the pursuit of justice should not be abandoned because of difficulties.

Fairness means opportunity, every life has a bright future, and every life has hope.

There are no nobles, no privileges, all existences, whether they are extraordinary or ordinary people, whether they are long-lived species or short-lived species, can respect each other and achieve mutual benefit and win-win results.

And this is the real pursuit of our Church of Life.

Sophistry! Absurd! How can the extraordinary be the same as ordinary people? How can the long-lived species coexist with the short-lived species? These confusing words are just an excuse for you to disrupt the empire and realize your ambitions!

The trial bishop scolded.

But what if it could be done?

Old John asked back.

impossible!

The trial bishop subconsciously denied it.

Old John smiled slightly:

It seems that you haven't been to Maple Moon Freelance.

Maple Moon Free Territory? It's just a lie fabricated by the elves, a colony oppressed by the elves, and only those ignorant and deceived will flock to it.

The Trial Bishop sneered.

Old John shook his head:

How do you know everything there, if you haven't been there?

After speaking, his expression suddenly became pious:

Maple Moon Free Leader, that is a real paradise on earth, that is the future of the human world!

Future? Ridiculous! That's just an illusion made by the Church of Life to deceive believers!

The trial bishop refuted.

Old John let out a long sigh:

However, even if it's an illusion, compared to the Church of Life that created this illusion, the Eternal Church, which has been describing the illusory future with the beauty after death, what has it done for the people at the bottom in reality?

The bishop of the trial was slightly taken aback.

He was about to continue to refute, but suddenly he didn't know where to start.

Speaking of which, as a church that is highly tied to the ruling class, a church whose main source of belief relies on professionals, and a church whose believers are spread throughout the universe, for the vast majority of ordinary believers who do not even have any supernatural power, the Eternal Church is indeed true. Been away from them for far too long...

All intelligent creatures can provide the power of faith. The level of the power of faith is proportional to the strength of the soul. Perhaps the power of faith of a hundred mortals is not comparable to the power of faith of a devout superhuman.

During the millennium expansion, the interests of the Eternal Church have long been deeply tied to nobles and professionals.

As Old John said, they... have indeed not paid attention to ordinary people for a long time.

Perhaps in a peaceful age, they can rely on the oppression of the ruling class to maintain the unity of their beliefs, but when the magic power recovers and the world is in turmoil, this former way of ruling will inevitably be impacted.

Old John's rhetorical question made the Bishop of Judgment speechless for a while, but seeing the Bishop of Judgment revealing his flaws, Old John continued:

I used to be a devout and eternal believer. It wasn't until I went to the Freeland of the Maple Moon that I knew what true equality was for the people, and what the true hope was for the people...

I saw with my own eyes the insensitive refugees who found the meaning of life and hope for the future in Fengyue Freeland.

There, there are no nobility, no oppression, everyone is equal, and everyone can fight for their own future.

Under the reform of the Church of Life, no nobles monopolize extraordinary knowledge, all people share knowledge, and everyone has the opportunity to walk out of their own path.

Under the guidance of life believers, different races live in harmony, complement each other's abilities, respect each other, and achieve a win-win situation. In the streets and alleys of Fengyue Freedom, you can always see the happy smiles of the people.

A lie can deceive people, but a happy smile cannot deceive people... Mr. Bishop of Judgment.

While the Church of Life is doing these things, what is the Church of Eternal doing for the people?

Old John spoke word by word about the beauty of Fengyue's free leadership. Listening to his speech, the onlookers became more and more serious, and many people showed a look of yearning.

Some church clerics were thoughtful, but most of the nobles on the high platform frowned.

Noticing the changes on and off the stage, the Bishop Judgment's expression changed slightly.

He snorted and sneered:

As expected of the preacher of the Church of Life, even now, he still wants to incite the people and let the people become a stepping stone for you to realize your ambitions!

Ambition? Stepping stone? No, Mr. Bishop of Judgement, you are wrong, we are just trying to make the world a better place.

Old John shook his head.

After speaking, he looked solemn:

If we really have ambition, then... ambition is to allow everyone to have equality in personality and to give everyone a bright future.

If there is really a stepping stone, then we believers in life are willing to be the first stepping stone on this hard road!

Crazy, you are crazy, you have been completely bewitched by the hypocritical teachings of the goddess of life!

Looking at the fanatical old John, the bishop of the trial scolded incredulously.

Old John sneered:

Crazy? No...it's not me, it's you.

Mr. Bishop of Judgement, you are high above, and you will never be able to understand the struggles of the people at the bottom...

After speaking, Old John's expression gradually became excited, and his voice also took on a hint of anger:

Have you ever experienced a day of hard work, but the harvest is not enough to fill your stomach?

Have you ever experienced the days of struggling for a living while enduring the bullying and oppression of the nobles?

Have you ever experienced the tragic experience of giving birth to a child but unable to bear the pressure of raising it, and finally had to endure the pain of killing an infant?!

Have you ever seen the tragic situation where the village was ravaged by the demon invasion, and the nobles fled early, abandoned the people, and allowed the demon to kill?!

No, you don't! Some of these things you don't even know!

Your communication is only with the nobility and the church. You are used to judgment and punishment, but you never think about why people resist.

In your eyes, there is only yourself!

As he talked, it seemed that he had awakened the sadness in his heart, and Old John gradually became angry.

His eyes were red and his voice trembled:

These things happen almost all the time in the entire human kingdom. People are helpless, people are in distress, people are confused, people want help, but where are the Eternal Church and the nobles?

They are at the banquet, they are comparing, they are enjoying themselves at ease, and everything they enjoy is obtained by exploiting ordinary people!

At the end, Old John shouted in anger, and the loud voice spread almost to every corner of the square.

Hearing the anger in his words and recalling what happened on weekdays, the people seemed to resonate, and the commotion began to appear faintly. Many people looked at the nobles and the Eternal Church with a hint of subtlety.

And old John said more and more excitedly:

You believers of the Eternal Church are like fireflies in the forest in summer, living in your own world, never knowing the coldness of ice and snow in winter...

You safeguard your own interests, and will never take into account the broad masses of the people!

You hold the passage of ascent, you stifle progressive ideas, you oppress, you exploit, you are the enemy of the people!

It is because of your existence that ordinary people cannot be liberated, and it is because of your existence that ordinary people can only struggle on the line of food and clothing!

Such a rotten country! Such a depraved church, only by being overthrown can people be liberated from oppression and have a better future!

Old John spoke amazingly.

Hearing his words, the nobles on the high platform suddenly changed color, and the clergy also changed their expressions.

The Duke of Corrence snorted coldly and cursed:

And let him talk nonsense? Stop his mouth!

He's crazy! Burn him at the stake!

The archbishops sitting high above also scolded.

The bishop of the trial was even more panicked.

Speaking of which, this was just his first time as a judge, and he was promoted from pastor to bishop because of this. He thought it was a lucky job, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

At this moment, he seemed to be able to feel the sympathetic gaze from his colleagues.

The Trial Bishop's face was a little pale, and he looked at the angry nobles, then at the church bishops with ugly faces, and finally focused on Pope Benedict II.

Benedict II didn't have the slightest mood swing because of Old John's blasphemous words, and even the vague commotion of the people in the audience didn't seem to make him feel turbulent.

He was like a bystander who had nothing to do with him, watching it all with indifference.

He didn't lower his eyelids until he felt the help-seeking look of the head coach of the trial, and nodded lightly.

The Bishop of Judgment understood immediately.

He took a deep breath and ordered the knights around him:

What are you still doing? He's crazy! Execution! Burn him!

He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted:

People of the Empire! Look, this is the Eternal Church! The fallen Eternal Church! Once they touch their sore feet, they will not think about solving the problem, but the person who asked the problem! The nobles have already Corrupted, the church has fallen, people, don't be numb, wake up! Unite! Stand up again!

Don't endure oppression any more! Join the Church of Life to fight together! Overthrow this decadent kingdom, expel this degenerate church, and truly establish our own, fair and just new order!

Shut up! Shut this bastard's mouth!

The great nobles sitting on the high platform were furious and stood up and scolded.

That hideous look startled the young Princess Teresa.

The trial knights rushed up and quickly blocked Old John's mouth with a cloth strip, but his high voice still echoed in everyone's heart.

That is one of the high-level divine arts of the Church of Life [Spiritual Resonance]...

Don't you want to live in an era without aristocracy, without oppression, full of hope and light, where everyone can enjoy the dividends of magic, and everyone can have a bright future?

Everyone, join us! The Church of Life can guide everyone to a better future, and every village, town, and city can become a rich and beautiful Zeroland!

Under the resonance of the heart, Old John's voice seemed to be more infectious, and this infection soon spread, the people under the high platform became more restless, and even the soldiers who maintained order felt a great pressure.

Burn him! Burn him! Burn this damned heretic!

The nobles and bishops cursed.

The trial knights quickly ignited the flames under Old John, and the white-gold flames burned instantly.

It was not an ordinary flame, but a purifying fire that had been blessed with divine power.

The flames were burning and soon swallowed up Old John, but his voice still echoed in people's hearts:

Hahahaha... The Eternal Church is nothing but that! But that's it!

A single spark can start a prairie fire. When an old John falls, thousands of old Johns will stand up!

You can destroy my body, but not my soul!

You can persecute reformers, but you can't stop the progress of the times!

The future belongs to the people, and the future belongs to the Church of Life!

O children of the Empire! Stand up! Join the Church of Life, overthrow this rotten kingdom, expel this depraved church, and build a new order of our own! Build a place where no one will ever starve any more. Frozen, everyone will have endless bread and a new order of ale!

The Church of Life is immortal, and the great Goddess Eve is immortal!

The Church of Life is immortal, the great Goddess Eve is immortal...

Old John's voice was getting weaker and weaker.

The raging flames devoured him completely, and his voice finally stopped abruptly.

However, the loud laughter and scolding echoed in the minds of the people and could not be dissipated for a long time...

Old John's figure turned into nothingness in the fire of purification, but the great nobles and archbishops who were sitting did not feel the joy of victory at all.

The commotion of the onlookers was even greater, and the city guards had already started violent suppression.

Looking at the panicked and angry people under the brutal suppression by the guards, Princess Teresa on the high platform couldn't bear it:

Lord Bishop Winster, commoners . . . have they no bread and ale?

His Royal Highness, life is inherently unequal. Everyone has their own destiny. While some people are rich, some people must be poor.

Bishop Winster said.

Teresa nodded slightly, and couldn't help but ask:

Without bread and ale, can they buy cake and milk?

Bishop Winster was slightly startled.