Chapter 1196 Rainy Night in St. Nia

In the church, the spar engraved with magical inscriptions exudes a misty light.

Under the illumination of the not-so-bright light, the church, which was already full of mottled years, has an absurd and weird atmosphere.

Walking into the church, the noisy rain was immediately cut off, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of smoke and dust.

Erhard's eyes naturally fell on the extremely conspicuous altar in the center.

"The altar should have been inscribed with inscriptions, but it has been destroyed, and there is no possibility of recovery."

Soon, a famous subordinate came to report the situation on the scene.

Erhard nodded, indicating that he already knew, and then turned his eyes to Herman next to him.

"Look at what I do?" Herman showed a helpless look, he spread his hands, "This is a legendary god, you don't want me to help find him, right?"

In the cognition of the intelligent races in this world, the gods are real, they are great and immortal beings.

By the way, when it comes to this, we have to mention a paradox about God.

The question is very simple, can the all-knowing and almighty God create a stone that he cannot lift himself.

If he can create this stone that he cannot lift, it means that God is not omniscient and omnipotent.

If he can't create this stone that he can't pick up, it also shows that God is not all-knowing and all-powerful.

Makes sense, right?

But the premise of the realization of this paradox is to follow the logic created by people themselves.

What if God is beyond logic? He was just able to create stones that he couldn't hold on his own.

In Herman's cognition, the gods are such existences. They are not bound by rules, they are irrational, and they are not something that mortals can speculate on their own.

"Lord of the Black Mist." Erhard murmured, his expression somewhat inexplicable, "I have never seen a god before."

"Hey, what are you trying to do?" Herman opened his eyes slightly, worried that he would really do something unexpected.

"I'm just talking." Erhard waved his hand and laughed a few times.

The Church of the Black Mist is different from the Church of Annihilation, which is almost entirely composed of lunatics, and what they do is to perish with the world.

Annihilation Church's belief collapsed.

In their teachings, the essence of the world is chaos, and the purpose of the ninth natural disaster is to bring all things into one, so they are working hard to achieve the goal of destroying the world.

The Black Mist Church believes in the Lord of the Black Mist and seeks gifts from this legendary god through sacrifice, at least not a lunatic.

Moreover, many of them have not simple identities.

Because of this, although the Black Mist Church can't make it to the top, and it has a little relationship with the villain forces.

But after all, it is not like the Church of Annihilation that almost everyone shouts and beats, and every time he shows up, he will be attacked by various forces.

There was a strange smell in the air, which made people feel inexplicably depressed. Herman didn't like this feeling and walked out of the church.

After Erhard finished dealing with the matter, he also walked out.

"You said, what happened to the inexplicable collapse?" Herman looked into the distance, and the sound of the sound mixed with the rain seemed a little erratic.

"How do I know this." Erhard shrugged, "The three forces may still be investigating the cause."

The collapse is coming without any warning. It is an extremely strange energy that cannot be judged by common sense.

When it first appeared, countless intelligent races were affected, and the Chaos Land was the center of the collapse.

The real reason is unknown, and there are many speculations about it.

Like the wrath of the gods, the end of the world, the outbreak of a forbidden spell, etc.

The movement caused by the coming of the Lord of Black Mist attracted the attention of countless eyes.

At the moment when the Ten Thousand Flowers Exposition is about to start, Sannia has gathered forces from all directions.

Some people choose to stay on the sidelines, and some people choose to see it in person.

All in all, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

Luo Chuan naturally didn't know about these things.

Now he is in a peaceful sleep state, and he has no idea how much movement will be caused by what he does casually.

Of course, even if you know it, your mood will not fluctuate if you think about it.

Maybe he will respond to the sacrifices of the believers again with a bad taste - and then leave a bottle of Coke, and Sprite will do.

I don't know what those believers will do with the bottle of Coke he left behind.

After all, it is a gift from God.

Luo Chuan's eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened, his eyes were full of blankness.

He looked at the sky outside the window and closed his eyes again.

Turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly around him, and fell asleep again.

The quilt in winter does have a sealing effect, which has nothing to do with the coldness of the room.

Anyway, I just don't remember, even if I wake up, I want to fall asleep.

After dawdling, Luo Chuan finally got off the bed.

There was some fog on the window, Luo Chuan reached out and wiped it, so that he could barely see the scene outside.

"It's still snowing..."

He muttered in a low voice, his voice a little dry because he had just woken up.

Snowflakes flutter, the world outside the window is pure white, plus

The glass has not been cleaned very much, and it looks like a dreamy mood.

After Luo Chuan left the room, he saw the demon Ziyan who was yawning constantly.

Half-squinted, he was brushing his teeth, and the corners of his mouth were covered in white bubbles.

After seeing Luo Chuan, he opened his eyes slightly and greeted vaguely, "Good morning, boss."

"Morning." Luo Chuan was also in a state of semi-sleepwalking and responded casually.

When the cold water touched the skin, the somewhat confused head was sobered up a lot.

After breakfast, Luo Chuan reluctantly got up and opened the door. The snow in the alley was already thick.

I cleaned it up and went back to a comfortable position to sit down.

Soon, a customer came to the store.

"Boss, do you have ice candy Sydney?" When Bu Lige came to the store, he couldn't wait to ask.

"I missed it yesterday, I must drink it today!"

"Where's Bingtang Sydney? Why didn't I see it?"

"No way..."

A large number of customers came to the store, and they all gathered at the Yuangui store.

After the Origin Mall opens, a group will come over.

"Not today." Luo Chuan shook his head.

Sure enough, after hearing the disappointing news, there were bursts of sighs in the store.

"Why not? Wasn't there a rock candy Sydney yesterday afternoon?" Bu Lige asked reluctantly.

Yesterday afternoon, he saw that the snow was too heavy and didn't come. He didn't expect to miss such an important thing, but he regretted it for a long time after knowing it.

"Occasionally, not every day." Luo Chuan yawned, feeling sleepy when he was full.