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Chapter 8
Chapter 8
Another child went up, and she also closed her eyes and prayed devoutly, which was quickly answered.
This time, it seems that another god is lit up, which is a little lower than the position of the god who responded to Lumao just now. It seems that his status is not as high as that of the god that Lumao believes in.
But this is not the point, the point is that this little girl also seems to be a sincere believer, and moved God with her firm belief.
Lucia looked at the little girl's happy and moved appearance, and felt a sense of crisis in her heart.
No, she really can't do it.
Lucia squinted his eyes, trying to see what the totems on the murals looked like, but he was still like looking at flowers in the fog, confused and confused, only blurred with shadows of different colors.
"Lucia, you can't keep staring there."
"Scared!" Lucia, who was seriously looking at the mural, was startled. She looked at Rajel who was approaching, and asked curiously with her pounding heart in her hands, "Why?"
Rajel explained: "Gods are unknowable and invisible. They have powers that humans cannot understand. If you look directly at gods without mastering the magic, you will fall into madness."
This is the same as what Mistry said.
Lucia thought.
"Then after learning magic, can you look directly at God?"
"When you wholeheartedly believe in your own god, of course, you will gradually get closer to him, understand his power, and get his blessings, and then you can gradually approach the existence of god."
Isn't this just because after a long time of belief, the whole person gradually becomes the shape of a god!
Lucia held her stomach full of words and wanted to tell Mistry that she felt that she would not be able to see Mistry in her whole life, because she couldn't believe in him with all her heart!
...Unless you give her ten gold coins every day!
It is impossible to believe in God, and it is impossible to believe in God in this life.
There is no salary, and you have to spend time praying. You can only treat God as your boss, so you can barely maintain your faith.
Lucia didn't care whether she could go to the seminary or not, but she felt that everyone else was accepted by God, and it would be very embarrassing to be withdrawn by herself.
Now can only continue to look for Mistry!
Lucia glanced carefully at the wall again, trying to find Mistry, who didn't recognize her appearance.
Lucia didn't look at the top position at all, and looked down at the cliff. After all, Mistry was a pheasant god who didn't even have a priesthood, so the top position couldn't possibly belong to him.
The children went up one by one, and each received a response from the gods they believed in.
Rajel was in charge of the assessment for the first time. He didn't think it was strange, but Louisa, who was standing beside him, was surprised.
"I didn't expect that every child could be selected."
"That's weird?"
"It wasn't like this in previous years." Louisa said in confusion, "There are often some children who will not be selected, and some very good children will be favored by more gods. Every time a god responds like this, And the probability of the god you are looking forward to is too low."
"Is that so?" Rajel looked at the mural.
The hazy totem in Lucia's eyes was very clear in his eyes.
The seven great gods at the top, dozens of secondary gods below, and more subordinate gods and weak gods below.
Each of the gods in this huge fresco closed their eyes and opened them slightly when they answered their prayers.
When the eyes of the gods are opened, the portraits on the frescoes seem to come alive, radiant and lifelike.
Rajel's eyes were fixed on his god, Kurata, the god of wealth and luck.
This is a humanoid creature with the head of a crow. He wears a necklace made of gold coins. The crown on his head is inlaid with red agate and green turquoise. The hand holding the scepter has six fingers and sharp golden nails. .
On the scepter is a scale, which is the legendary artifact that can measure the value of all objects.
"The little girl is going up." Luisa reminded.
Rajel looked away from the mural of the gods, looked at the high platform, and found that Lucia was already standing on it.
Instead of kneeling on the ground like other children, he stood upright on the platform, and glanced at the mural below with some curious eyes-it was too far from the edge just now, and he couldn't see anything.
Soon, Lucia closed her eyes as blue as the sky, folded her hands on her chest, lowered her little head and prayed.
When her beautiful eyes are closed, she is like a sleeping flower, quiet and holy.
"Her aptitude is very good." Louisa said with admiration, "almost on par with Miss Flora. If you enter the seminary to study, no matter which deity you believe in, you must be a candidate for saintess."
"Indeed," Rajel agreed.
Both of them are waiting for a response from the gods. Such outstanding talents with no background and great potential will be cultivated with great effort, no matter who they are believers of the gods.
But after waiting for a while, they found that the gods in the frescoes were quiet, and no gods responded to Lucia's prayers.
no response?
Shouldn't it be?
Rajel and Luisa looked at each other, both seeing surprise in their eyes.
Normally, that shouldn't be the case.
Flora, who was close to Lucia's aptitude before, received at least half of the responses from the gods. Why shouldn't Lucia have no response from gods?
Is there anything strange?
Lucia still didn't know what happened. She closed her eyes and prayed earnestly in her heart.
[Mistry, Mistry, can you hear me? ! 】
【What's wrong? 】 Mistry's gentle voice rang directly from Lucia's mind.
Lucia was very surprised: [What! You god can still speak in my head? ! You are so perverted! 】
Mistry felt very wronged: [...you called me first. 】
【Do you agree when I call you? You god has a big problem! 】 Lucia relentlessly said, 【Are you always eavesdropping on what I'm thinking? 】
[If you don't call me in the future, I won't listen to you anymore. ] Mistry apologizes,
【What's the matter with you! I haven't paid attention to it before, have you secretly done a lot of perverted things? 】 Lucia is very disgusted, 【You pheasant god, not only your business ability is very good, but your moral level is not high. 】
[Yes, please allow me to express my sincerest apologies to Miss Lucia. 】Mistri apologized calmly, 【So lovely Miss Lucia summoned me for what? 】
【Respond to me quickly! 】 Lucia urged, 【I'm taking an exam, wouldn't it be embarrassing if God didn't respond to me? 】
[But I'm not here. 】
a bolt from the blue?
【What? You pheasant god don't even have a weave? 】 Lucia was shocked, 【Not to mention the establishment of civil servants, don't you even have a clerk? 】
Mistry replied bitterly: [I'm sorry, I'm not in the system. 】
Lucia was a little speechless for a while, and she began to think painfully about which god she was going to pray to.
But the only gods she remembers now are Yemendro, the goddess of autumn (believed by Anna), Duma, the god of craftsmen (believed by Ram), Noti, the god of knowledge and perceptiveness (believed by Athos), and Kurata (rich), the god of wealth and luck.
Whose feet should hold?
Lucia was in a tangle.
She didn't know that other people were starting to feel weird.
"There is still no god to choose her," Luisa regretted. "It has been so long, and there is still no answer from the gods... It seems that this child may not be able to enter the seminary."
"This is God's choice." Rajel did not regret much. "Maybe she will have other opportunities outside the seminary."
"Yes, it's not bad to be a mage," Luisa replied, walking forward, wanting to tell Lucia to stop and let the next child go up.
In the windless cave, a slight breeze suddenly blew.
"Wind?" Louisa said in surprise.
"Why is it windy here?" Rajel had never encountered such a situation before, and he looked around warily.
The breeze blew up Lucia's long golden hair, and her thin body seemed to be lifted up in the wind.
Even so, Lucia still closed her eyes and prayed peacefully.
"Look!" Louisa lost her voice, "Rajel!"
Rajel turned back suddenly and saw a grand scene that he will never forget in this life.
In the golden-red streamer, the Lord of Radiance, who is in charge of the sun and the law, opened his eyes, and his red eyes stared at the little girl with her eyes closed.
After him, Naoti, the god of knowledge, slowly opened his eyes, and a faint blue light fell.
Anas of summer and natural disasters, winter and dead town, Noyce of spring and birth, Melis of strife and secrets, Yemendro of autumn and agriculture opened their eyes in turn.
The thick fog that has been shrouded in the halls of the gods all the year round seems to be dispelled. The seven great gods just stared at the world from the portraits, and they set off a torrent-like wind.
The shimmering barrier blocked the gust of wind, but it couldn't block people's sight.
The light is like paint dripping into water, and like ink smudges, spreading downwards, and the secondary gods are like waking up from their sleep, and they seem to have been planned for a long time. The rays of light flowed from the top, and where they passed, the gods woke up one after another.
As if answering the call, this huge palace for the gods to select believers woke up for the first time in human history.
No one will ever see such a magnificent view again!
The rainbow-like light condensed and slowly passed through the enchantment, falling like colorful snow, falling on the ground and still immortal, flickering with a faint light.
The initiator of such a huge and mighty scenery, the girl with long blond hair didn't know it, she still folded her hands and closed her eyes in prayer.
She still doesn't know that all the gods in this huge world have no one before or after, and they focus their eyes on this small temple.
Unable to perceive the response for a long time, Lucia opened her eyes in confusion, but was shocked by the magnificent scenery in front of her. She glanced blankly at the radiant totem, and then looked back at the others.
No one was standing, whether it was the priest in charge of the exam or the children taking the exam, all of them knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely.
As Lucia opened her eyes, the gods closed their eyes as promised, and the river of light gradually dried up like the water that stopped flowing and returned to silence.
The author has something to say: Absolutely, how did you know that I was going to write about the Rainbow Seven Pillars God?
Okay, let me tell you about it, there are seven great gods, representing the seven days of the week.
This is not the point, the point is the tenth level of the gods, do you understand!