I am God Chapter 237: : Wisdom Demigod and Prince Suinhor

Moonlight City.

Everyone is cleaning the city, some are putting out the fire, some are cleaning up the corpses, and some are looking for and helping the survivors.

Prince Smerkel asked his subordinates: "Have you found the body?"

The subordinate replied: "Not found."

"There are too many dead bodies, and many are destroyed."

Smerkel: "Go ahead."

The subordinates are a little bit embarrassed: "Your Highness, it's not that you can't find the reason, but that there are too many corpses, and you can't tell them apart."

"Many corpses have been burned and charred, and it is completely unknown who they belong to."

"These barbarians are extremely cruel."

Smerkel can only say in the end: "Try to look for it, if you can't find it"

"Forget it."

Everyone is already dead, so what's the point of getting the body back?

Smerkel sat on the steps of the City Lord's Mansion in Moonlight City, looking at the wreckage and black ash left after the fire.

The remaining people on the street came out like walking dead.

Smerkel heard a word from his teacher when he came here.

In times of peace, sons bury their fathers; but in times of war, it is fathers who bury their sons.

And what is the scene he sees now?

The corpses are piled up like a mountain, and the father, mother, son, wife, and children are all left here.

The entire family, the entire bloodline, and the entire city all died overnight, although their death ended the war and brought future stability.

But who wants to be a victim?

Who is qualified to make them victims?

"Is it me?"

"Is it the duty of the king to choose who to sacrifice and who to die?"

Smerkel leaned on the steps, thinking about this question over and over again.

There was Lu Qi's head beside him, and Lu Qi stared at Smerkel with wide-eyed eyes. He remembered what he had said before, and asked Lu Qi to hold on until he came back.

Smerkel involuntarily covered his face and lowered his head.

"Hehehehe"

"I said it was really easy!"

Everything that happened in Moonlight City kept repeating in Smerkel's mind. The more Smerkel thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

How could I say such cruel words at that time, you must know that not long ago he was just a prince who had never seen killing in the court.

War can change a country, and it can change countless people, and he himself is one of them.

The fate of the entire country, the life and death of countless people, the choice of victory and defeat are enough to make a person undergo a huge change, and it can also make a person crazy.

The moment you step into the battlefield.

Whether it is a civilian, a soldier, a general, or a commander, no one can control his own destiny.

Everyone has become a member of the wheel of war and inevitably becomes a crazy person.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"So."

"The king chooses to sacrifice some people to save others; is it to let a group of people die and let another group of people live?"

Smerkel yelled hoarsely: "This is completely different from what I imagined, this is completely different from what I imagined."

"Father, you never told me."

He is an idealistic young man, but at this moment his perfect ideals and expectations have completely collapsed.

Smerkel's gaffe scared many people present.

Many people think that Prince Smerkel is crazy, which is normal. Many people are calm and calm on the battlefield, but they go crazy when they retreat from the battlefield.

It wasn't until the next day that Smerkel quieted down, but the whole person became taciturn.

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A grand welcome ceremony was held in the Flame Guard City, and everyone came to welcome the returning army, as well as Prince Smerkel who led the army to victory.

"Have you heard? This time, His Royal Highness killed at least a few thousand people and captured tens of thousands." The common people don't know the real cruelty of war at all. They only feel the shock and excitement. There is only a number in my senses.

"There are so many people? The barbarians of the animal husbandry tribe must die young and strong?" Some people were so shocked that they couldn't imagine the death of so many people.

"Those savages may have been born, and there are too many people. If they die ten times more, they will not be able to die."

Looking at the army entering from the city gate, the crowd began to push forward continuously.

Everyone wants to get close to these heroes on the battlefield, to see the warriors who returned victorious, and to see the commander who can lead them to this glorious war.

His Royal Highness Smerkel, the prince of the city-state of Suinhor, is standing on the chariot pulled by the earth dragon.

He wore armor in the sun, his **** cloak trailing behind him.

"Prince Smerkel." Groups of young people cheered, the idea of ​​worshiping the strong exists in the depths of everyone's bones and blood.

"Look quickly, it's Your Highness." The girl from the Fire Guard City screamed.

"He looks like the King of Alpens! The King of Alpens many years ago" At this moment, some old people saw him, as if they saw the King of Alpens when they were young. These old people also followed Alpens when they were young. S fought together.

Prince Smerkel watched the people welcome him with yearning and admiration. The crowd cheered and shouted, kneeling and kowtowing, making him seem to descend to the world to accept the gods worshiped by believers.

They talked loudly about their exploits and how many enemies they had killed.

No one knows the decision Smerkel made that day, and no one remembers the dead Lu Qi.

History does not record these things. Everyone only knows that the cruel and brutal barbarians of the animal husbandry tribe killed the civilians of Moonlight City, and their prince avenged them.

He stared at the faces.

He had seen his father passing through the streets in a chariot time and time again, inspecting his territory and country.

He had longed for countless times to be like his father, to make great achievements in history, and to become a warrior and hero that people really admire.

But at the moment when he really did it, he has a completely different mentality.

He came to the palace, where his father, King Alpens, was waiting.

Alpens stepped forward and hugged his son with a firm arm, and looked at Smerkel with gratified eyes: "Congratulations, my son."

"It was a brilliant victory."

Smerkel didn't speak, as usual, he should be excited to confide his joy to Alpens.

Like a child showing off his achievements with his father.

But at this moment.

Smerkel just kept his head down.

Alpens looked at Smerkel: "You don't seem to be happy."

Smerkel's eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't fallen asleep for many nights.

He first looked at his father, the king of gods who established the city-state of Suinhor, and then looked away.

He looked at the high throne and said slowly.

"Father."

"I finally understand how to become a king."

"Only by stepping on the blood of all people can you become this king. This throne is made of corpses and flesh and blood!"

"Not only the flesh and blood of the enemy, but also the flesh and blood of companions and brothers."

Using the style taught to him by his teacher, Smerkel said: "The crazy killing on the battlefield is unconscious, and there will be no peace when you dream back at midnight."

Smerkel looked at his father and asked suddenly.

"My father."

"The great king of gods, have you never had a nightmare?"

Alpens told Smerkel: "Sacrifice is necessary, only in this way can victory be won."

Smerkel suddenly said loudly: "I can't do it."

"I'm not so cold-blooded."

Smerkel's pupils dilated for an instant, and his expression seemed to exude a big doubt. He was doubting himself and the nature of the king.

"Maybe for a moment, my blood is cold."

"But whenever I think about the things I did over and over again, I feel sick."

"I'm so disgusted that I want to throw up."

Smerkel's voice has changed: "I know I have to, I know I have to do it, but just because I know it makes me feel more crazy."

"When you sit in the position of king, you don't even need an excuse to sacrifice others, because of fate, because of mission, because of responsibility."

"They will force you to sacrifice others, but you can let others die, let everyone die."

"I told Lu Qi."

"I need to sacrifice the people in his hometown, I need to sacrifice the people in the whole city, I just watched him take everyone to die."

"If I say a word, let Lu Qi, his family, and everyone in Moonlight City die."

"I will do anything to win, I will do anything to become a king."

"I sacrificed them."

Smerkel roared loudly, looking extremely crazy, but at the same time extremely helpless.

Alpens and Smerkel are two kinds of people. The former was born to open the way in the wilderness. He was born in an era of chaos, and he grew up and walked out of blood and fire.

Smerkel grew up in the court. He is the only son of Alpens, and his teacher is a famous scholar.

Alpens could know why his son said such words, but he couldn't fully understand his son's mood.

"You are tired."

"You should go back and take a rest."

Alpens asked his son to go back and have a good sleep, and Smerkel also turned and left.

When Alpens sent someone to find Smerkel the next day, he found that Smerkel had left without a trace.

He just left a letter.

It says.

"I don't have the spirit of a king, nor do I have the courage to sacrifice everyone to step on the throne."

The guards of the palace panicked, and quickly delivered the letter to Alpens.

Alpens was accompanied by the prime minister of the city-state of Suinhor, and the prime minister was also a little flustered.

"King!"

"How can this be done!"

Alpens was very calm: "Nothing."

"Just say that my son went to inspect the various cities of the city-state. After all, he is the heir of the city-state of Suinhor."

"It's a normal thing to go and see what various parts of your country are like before you are about to ascend the throne."

Prime Minister: "But what if His Highness never comes back?"

The prime minister thought for a while and said: "We still have to send someone to look for it, and His Royal Highness Smerkel must be found."

Alpens stared at the throne in the palace with deep eyes.

"He will eventually understand his duty."

"It's not about stepping on everyone's corpses and blood to become a king, but because there are too many sacrifices, he must become a king."

"Only when he becomes king can he make these sacrifices worthwhile."

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The former ferryman Iva walked through the world, he walked in the wilderness, he saw one village after another, and he hid in the corner of the city.

His sensitivity to time is poor, and several years have passed by inadvertently.

And he just felt that he was just walking a long street, and he would stop occasionally to think about the pictures he saw.

He came to a forest with an unfired lamp in his hand.

The only way to light this lamp is the emotions and desires in his heart.

However.

To this day, he has not experienced the emotions and desires he wants.

He also failed to complete the task entrusted to him by the creator Insay, but this itself is a character that takes time.

Because Saishen is not in a hurry, as a myth, he also has enough time.

He lit a fire in the jungle, surrounded by the flames.

The flame casts Ivar's shadow, swaying alone in the firelight.

He suddenly remembered the pair of mortals he met when he first came to the world, and what he asked them.

"Are you happy together?"

The dialogue's answer is so positive that it doesn't seem to require any thought at all.

"Of course."

The other side.

A young musician also came towards this forest. He was also alone, but he sang his own poems happily.

He carried a harp and sang wherever he went.

But it is strange that what he sings are not those famous poems, and what he sings is not kings, heroes and ancient myths.

It's some ditties in the countryside, the love of a shepherdess and a farmer, and the scandals of nobles.

And some bizarre stories.

Sing whatever comes to mind.

The young musician is none other than Prince Smerkel. He left the Fireguard City and became a small man incognito.

When he was imprisoned in the palace, he had seen wandering musicians singing loudly outside the palace walls. They told their rich experiences and strange stories.

The ancestors of these wandering musicians are usually court musicians. After losing their livelihood, they began to walk in various cities and villages. They generally have a wealth of knowledge and experience, and they are a very interesting group of people.

He once thought that if he didn't want to be a king, becoming a wandering musician would be a good choice.

So.

He really took his favorite musical instrument and traveled in this world as he dreamed of when he was a child, singing his favorite stories while walking.

It is late at night.

He hasn't found a place to stay yet, and the next city and village is still far away, so he plans to rest here.

However, at this time, he happened to see the flames in the distance.

The moonlight in the jungle shone on Smerkel's body through the gap, and the firelight reflected Ivar's company.

The two turned their heads to look at each other, and their eyes just collided.

A wise demigod who still hasn't figured out how to plant prayers in people's hearts, and a prince who is confused and doesn't know where to turn, meet together by chance.

The moment he saw the person, Iva got up and prepared to leave.

Because he knew what was coming.

As usual, most people must be terrified when they see his true appearance.

However, the musician holding the harp in front of him said.

"Why did you leave?"

"Meeting is the fate between you and me. There are only two of us in the wilderness, why don't we chat together!"

I saw Iva's completely different appearance from the snake man, as well as his gorgeous hood and tailless figure.

The prince was not afraid, but sat directly beside him.

Smerkel greeted him with a smile: "Hello."

Iva responded: "Hello."

This is a staggered fate.

Smerkel leaned closer to the flame and looked at Iva's appearance. His face did not have the characteristics of the Chengbang people, nor did it look like the people from the animal husbandry tribe.

For Smerkel, it is full of exotic or alien demeanor.

If you want to say who you look like, it's like the **** in the temple called Scarlet Witch, the ruler of the country of blood in the deep sea.

It reveals an ancient atmosphere.

Smerkel told him his name, and it was his real name: "My name is Smallkel."

Iva: "My name is Iva."

Smerkel was carrying a leather jug, he shook it, took a sip, and handed it to Ivar.

"Come and try."

Iva asked him: "What is this?"

Smerkel: "Sweet wine."

"It's hard for me to buy a cherished thing that can bring people happiness."

"It can make you forget the troubled things, and it can also remind you of the happy past."

Sweet wine is brewed from Juanjue. It has a strong sweet taste. It is currently popular in some big cities of the city-state of Suinhor. Offering sacrifices to the gods.

When Iva heard what he said, he immediately became interested.

He first looked into the leather kettle, and then smelled it.

He took a sip, and then showed a puzzled expression.

"But, I don't feel happy?"

Smerkel smiled: "You must be a person who has no worries and no happiness."

Iva said to him: "How do you know?"

"I talked to a lot of people, and I asked a lot of people."

"But in the end I couldn't figure out why they were troubled and why they were happy."

Smerkel: "When your heart is connected with others, you can truly understand other people's emotions and know their hearts."

Iva said: "I can clearly see other people's hearts, and the power of wisdom can see everything in people's hearts."

Smerkel couldn't help it anymore, he laughed and beat the ground endlessly: "Seeing other people's hearts and being able to understand other people's hearts are two different things."

"The happiness of others is the happiness of others, and the joy of others is only the joy of others."

"Only if you have experienced the same joy yourself, can you truly understand the emotions of others."

Iva still doesn't quite understand.

Smerkel looked at Iva, and found that he really didn't understand.

This somewhat strange "person" does not seem to belong to the human world, but comes from an isolated place, and is incompatible with everything in the world.

At this time, Smerkel suggested: "Let's do it!"

"Let's make a game."

Smerkel suggested that the two put their hands on the fire together, and whoever couldn't help it first would lose.

"Does that make any sense?" Ivar asked.

"Some things don't make sense, but they are interesting." Smerkel said.

Smerkel stretched out his hand, he is a symbiotic of life power, his body is not afraid of ordinary flames.

He was going to scare Ivar, tease him, and let him know how people get along with each other.

However, Ivar stretched out his hand, and Smaller's eyes widened.

His hand is formed by tangled vines.

And.

As soon as Iva's hand stretched out on the flame, it was immediately ignited.

The two stared at each other, Smerkel opened his mouth wide, and Ivar didn't move at all.

After a while, Smerkel suddenly yelled.

"Not good."

"It's on fire, it's burning."

Smerkel was in a hurry, kicked the bonfire away, and then looked for something to put out the fire.

At this moment, he immediately noticed the kettle in his hand.

Then poured the precious liqueur on Iva's hand, and slapped it again, and finally extinguished the flame on Iva's arm.

After a while of busy work, Smaller's face was covered with black and gray.

And Iva's half of his arm was scorched, and he held it high as if he was holding a stick of charcoal fire.

Smerkel couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha!"

Then Ivar looked at Smerkel's face, and then at his own arm.

He seemed to be infected by some kind of emotion, and he couldn't help laughing along with him.

The two laughed out loud.

Laughing unscrupulously.

The smile is not covered up.

Laughing and leaning forward.

Iva suddenly understood something, a thing that had no meaning at all, a thing that seemed extremely stupid.

As long as you have someone to accompany you to do it, it will suddenly become different.

Smerkel regathered the firewood and lit it.

"It doesn't count which one just now."

"Next."

"Let's tell a story!"

Iva: "I can tell stories."

Iva knows many stories, and he knows many secrets that do not belong to the world.

Smerkel sat by the campfire without any appearance, leaned against the tree and played the music. He thought of his father.

King Alpens, the king of gods full of legends.

Compared to Smerkel himself, his father is full of courage and responsibility.

He ignores all difficulties and dares to challenge the peak.

As he played the harp, he sang his poems about Alpens ascending the mountain of origin of life over and over again,

""

"King Alpens"

"He came to the kingdom of blood at the bottom of the deep sea. He is the king of the gods and knows all the secrets of the world."

"He knows the height of the mountain where life originated, and he knows the mystery of the temple of the mother of life."

""

With the last push, Smerkel stopped.

Smerkel closed his eyes, still reminiscing about the rhyme and tune.

He opened his eyes and looked at Iva.

Here.

It's the opponent's turn.

Iva listened to Smerkel's hymn, and suddenly remembered another story, a story related to himself.

Ivar's story has no rhythm, let alone a matching poem.

He told the unpretentious, but the story is equally shocking.

This is a story between two brothers.

"A long time ago, an ancient king died."

"The descendants of his sons and daughters established four kingdoms. The names of the kingdoms come from the names of the sons and daughters of the first generation of kings. The power of destruction has the power to destroy everything."

"It represents the inheritance, and it also contains the prayers of the first kings to them."

"The origin of everything comes from the two children of the royal family of the volcano king."

"One of them is called Weishi."

"And the other."

"It's called Henir."

Smerkel listened fascinated, and the endless conquests of the four kingdoms made him fearful, and the power of destruction was terrifying just by listening to it.

He heard that Weiss Huo Sen was killed by Henir, and he heard that Henir killed the entire Huo Sen family of royal blood. He didn't understand why Henir did this at all.

However, after listening to it, I gradually understood it.

Only by ending the remnants of the previous era can a new future be created.

He heard that Henir had wiped out all royal blood families, and that the bright-hearted saints exiled the power of destruction to usher in a new era.

Henir finally ascended to the throne and became the king who ruled the world.

Although the gods and trolls in the story are very cryptic, and the gods have never officially appeared, the omnipotent power, as well as the belief and dependence of mortals can be heard from the story.

"Finally."

"The flower of nightmare that devoured Westhausen became Henir's final outcome."

"Verschhausen and his half-brother Henir started the massacre and fighting for the kingship. After death, they were entangled in the nightmare together, and finally disappeared together."

"Your beginning is doomed to your end."

"Life is like a maze, you stop and go, only to find that where you start is the exit of the end."

Iva finished telling his own story, while Smerkel was so shocked that everyone was dumbfounded.

In this story, there is a **** who has not appeared but is omnipresent, kings with different images, and saints who are initially confused but are always on the road to redemption.

There are people who hold on to power and are unwilling to let go to the death, there are people who are caught up in chaos and sacrificed innocently, there are people who sacrifice everything for their goals, and there are people who sacrifice themselves for redemption.

All kinds of things converge into an epic picture that makes people's hearts surge.

Everyone is in the painting, everyone is running around, and everyone is facing a choice.

Everyone has their own desires and pursuits, and things that they can't let go of even if they die.

There is no truly perfect person, only when you face a real decision moment, will you truly understand what your heart is really chasing and wanting.

Smerkel: "Is this true?"

This story is so real that Smerkel can hardly believe that it is just a story.

"Still."

"Are there other countries and city-states in this world?"

Iva told him: "It's not anywhere else, it's right under your feet."

Iva said calmly: "This used to be another kingdom. They were born here and disappeared here."

Ruhe Giant Island is everything that the Sanye people once had, and everything they have is left here.

"All civilizations and ethnic groups are like this. They are born here and they disappear here."

"Everything."

"They are all destined to be turned into the dust of history, turned into dreams and bubbles, only Star Sea, the Kingdom of Gods, remembers them."

The two stood on the ground, looking up at the stars in the sky.

When you raise your head, you suddenly feel that the world and yourself are so small, while the sky and stars are rotating, and you gradually get lost in the feeling of rotation.

Lost among the stars and the sea, lost in the drop in the ocean.

Smerkel asked Iva: "The people after death."

"Will they all belong to the Star Sea of ​​the Kingdom of God?"

Iva replied: "All the turmoil and resentment, everyone's birth to death, will eventually return to eternal peace and become a dream of life, which will always be remembered in the fantasy star sea."

Smerkel suddenly thought of the dead Lu Qi, his dead comrade.

There are also those who died in Moonlight City, those who died in the war.

They are last.

Did it all belong to the sea of ​​stars in the sky?

Have they all turned into stars?

Smerkel stared at the sea of ​​stars, and his mind had already flown to the kingdom of gods.

"If I could, I would really like to see it."

"Go and have a look."

"What is the sea of ​​stars in the dreamland like, and what is the boundless galaxy full of life's dreams like?"