You will also encounter Shura Field after exile [Greek Mythology]

Epicurus was notorious during his lifetime.

Today, he is not an idol for young people.

But people are going to talk about him.

Talk about him in the dark night.

Someone raised his hand and asked the teacher about the philosopher's understanding of the gods during his lifetime. The so-called teacher was just a young man. He looked thin and pale, but he was inspired by some kind of divine enthusiasm.

"We should not only be talking about Epicurus, we should be talking about Socrates, we should be talking about Cicero, we should be talking about Mohammed."

The young man said in a low voice, and the people listened silently, "We even want to talk about the current pope, the yellow sand and the ocean in the distance."

"Talk about whether there are jewels on the sun."

"Talk about marriage and love."

"As long as you have your tongue, keep talking."

"This secret gathering is like a place of sex." Sariel said softly, his pupils slightly opened, "full of treason and indulgence."

"Are you ready to execute the holy order?" the girl asked softly, tilting her head slightly, looking at his face.

Sally shook her head.

"It's not my turn." Sariel said, "I want to know what they can talk about."

"Isn't the Lord to explain things like life and death?" Sariel said, "If you don't believe in the Lord, who will take care of your souls?"

he asked, raising his hand.

The young man saw him and smiled.

"Very well, does anyone have a problem with what he thinks?"

An elderly man raised his hand.

"Then may I ask, which souls will he take care of first?" The old man stood up and said, "If he is omnipotent, he must take care of each of us, but why are there still innocent people in distress in the world?"

"If he is omniscient and omnipotent, then he must not be omnipotent," he said, "who agrees with me."

"If he is omniscient and omnipotent, the world is still like this. He must not be omnipotent. If he is omnipotent, he must be incapable of doing things." The old man said.

"Old man, where are you from?" Sariel couldn't help asking.

"It's okay to say it, I'm the gardener in the church." The old man said flatly, "I often listen to the priest's lectures."

"No one of them can answer my question, saying that I have learned the sophistry of the devil without a teacher." The old man said, "But my child is sick and dying, and my daughter is defiled by the priest. Who can answer my question? "

Sally lowered her eyes.

"Are you saying that God doesn't exist?" A middle-aged woman asked, "But I know that if you don't believe in God, more misfortunes will follow."

People started discussions as they announced.

The bright moon hangs above the mid-heaven, Sariel clasped his hands together, and lowered his eyes, the moon is a lie.

"Are you willing to provide shelter for these people?" the girl asked softly.

"I think, but I can't do anything." Sariel showed a bitter smile, "You also know that I am not as strong as the corresponding gods of your generation."

"He holds most of my life." Sariel said with a bitter smile, "If I had the ability of Artemis, I would have done something back then."

The girl looked at the owner of the tavern. He was sitting in the front row, listening to the disputes of those people, with no expression on his face.

He has no authority of his own.

Sally thought.

"I did my best," he said softly, "that's all I can say."

The girl smiled lightly.

"Do you want a heart?" she asked.

Sally was stunned.

"Having a heart is treason for an angel," he said tactfully.

The girl smiled and stuffed the booklet into his arms.

Typhon happily picked up a golden wine glass and threw it into his backpack. The doctor felt that he was completely integrated with these crusaders, and there was no difference.

All eyes are full of gold and wealth.

"Everyone came here after a narrow escape. It's too cruel for you to prevent them from robbing."

Typhon said disdainfully, the doctor couldn't help but staggered, he supported the stone wall of Jerusalem, and vomited out.

too disgusting.

soot.

blood.

mutilation.

Crazy crowd.

Typhon took a ring from the dead man's hand, put it in his backpack, turned his head, and saw the doctor was still vomiting, he stretched out his hand and patted his back, "Don't be dumbfounded." , as much as you can take.”

"It's all here." Typhon said naturally, and quickly put the belongings of the dead person into his pocket. Not far away, soldiers pushed women against the wall and tore their clothes.

The doctor couldn't help but vomited again.

"Human beings are so ugly." Typhon couldn't help but said.

They went through untold hardships, piled up with bones, and did not know how many people were lost on the road, before they managed to reach Jerusalem, and then the general issued an order.

"The expulsion of the heretics."

"Kill the heretics."

"Take back our holy city."

Then it became what it is now.

The doctor had already spit out the bile, and Typhon let out a sigh of regret, "Well, I'll give you some later."

"Women can't be separated." Typhon said, "You should cheer up."

The doctor knelt on the ground, and he bit his finger bleeding.

The world should not fear hell at all.

This is hell.

When he staggered up, Typhon had no idea where he was going, and he was walking aimlessly in Jerusalem.

Some are killing, some are running for their lives.

"Don't be afraid." The woman said softly, blindfolded the child, and threw it out of the moat.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man comforted softly, and closed the cabinet door.

They are heretics.

is the devil.

That's what the general said.

God said the same thing.

The doctor couldn't help but vomited again.

There is no sign of the world getting any better.

The general galloped past him, and he took the reins.

"Are you ill?" asked the general.

The doctor shook his head, "I'm fine."

The general showed a magnanimous smile, "That's good, young man, it's the first time I'm on the battlefield, and I'll just get used to it in the future."

He got off the horse, took out a lemon and handed it to the doctor, "Bite a little, it will make you feel better."

The general seemed to have discovered something. The doctor suddenly remembered that a family had escaped into the house just now, so he crossed his body and stood in front of the door calmly.

At this time, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and the beams of the house behind him were broken by the fire.

When the fire broke out, the doctor was slightly taken aback and turned around. The general also looked a little anxious, "Is there anyone inside?" He shouted loudly.

But there was no sound from inside.

The doctor knew that a family had gone in.

"I think someone is there, I seem to have seen it just now." The doctor said hastily.

The general waved his hand. "Quickly put out the fire," he shouted. "Don't spread it."

Soon some subordinates ran over and put out the fire with buckets.

The general's gaze was attracted by something, and the doctor gasped. It was a charred corpse.

The general was also taken aback.

"Why didn't you respond just now?" He whispered, "Are you a heretic?"

Two subordinates walked up and pushed the charred corpse.

The two charred corpses fell to the ground.

A girl was revealed intact.

She blinked her large, clear amber eyes and looked at the world before her.

Everyone was stunned.

The general stepped up and pulled out the short knife. The doctor couldn't take it anymore and tried to rush up to grab his knife. Then the general just cut off the hand that was still tightly held by the charred corpse, and hugged the girl up.

"General, that heretic." Someone whispered.

"Heretic," repeated the general.

"Heretic," he said softly.

"It's also a human being." He seemed to have a certain conviction, and said his answer loudly, "Stop, pass my order, everyone stop."

Humans are always making mistakes.

It is also human beings who can know how to go astray.

The doctor stood there silently. When the child's face passed in front of him, there was a smile that didn't know the world on the face with baby fat.

The doctor stretched out his hand gently and stroked her head.

"I wish you happiness and health in the future." He said softly.

The child giggled.

The doctor stood firm, watched the soldiers leave, and then sat down. Typhon quickly found him, and generously expressed that he was busy with this job, and he could give you something.

"Since you are the incarnation of disaster, you can kill many more people than this."

The doctor said calmly, picked up a bracelet, "How could you still be greedy for such a small profit."

Typhon was lost in thought, his hands already washing the booty in the bucket.

"As you know, I have done a lot of strange things, and I don't intend to be a good person."

Typhon said calmly, looking at the sky, "The pleasure brought by possessing property or killing other creatures is fleeting."

"Are you seeking something higher?" asked the doctor.

"It's not bad to pursue short-term pleasure." Typhon said, lowering his head.

"I planned to spend my life like this." Typhon said, he rested his chin for a while, "but you also know that woman always makes you fantasize about what you can't get."

"For example, friends, for example, lovers." Typhon said with a smile, "Where should I have what?"

"I am the ancestor of all beasts, the loneliest, most ferocious, and most lustful beast." He said softly, his vertical pupils dilated and contracted slightly, "I shouldn't be thinking so many strange things."

"No one would be friends with me, would they?" Typhon asked.

The doctor thought for a while.

"Yes, you are violent and perverse, and your words are ugly." The doctor said softly, "very annoying."

"But I'm willing to give it a try, to be your friend." The doctor said seriously, and held out a hand. Typhon smiled, and held out a bloody hand.

The two shook hands.

"Then try it."

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