As the sun shone into the hall, the golden murals shimmered in the sunlight. Although Lu Zhiyu was worshipped by many people as a god, and countless believers were willing to give up everything for his faith, this was the first time that Lu Zhiyu had been worshipped as an incarnation of a god.
This gave Lu Zhiyu a new experience and feeling. Lu Zhiyu had lived for almost a hundred years, which was an age that normal people couldn't live to. Although his face hadn't changed much, the passage of time had changed him. He was no longer as young as he used to be, and he was no longer interested in many things. Some of the things that he used to enjoy and enjoy were no longer exciting.
The foundation of the palace was ten meters high, and it was so tall that everyone in Pusuote could see it. Similarly, standing in the corridor outside the main hall of the sky palace, one could see the whole city through the neat rows of white stone pillars.
Standing there, one could see the Hashe River outside, as well as the merchant ships and fishermen that arrived one after another. One could even see the merchants on the dock and the tax officials of Pusuote stamping different seals on the goods, indicating that the taxes had been collected.
Lu Zhiyu looked at Eva, who was next to him, and asked, "Who do you think I should choose to be the lord of the underworld?"
Eva glanced at Lu Zhiyu and said, "I don't think you care about this matter, master. Who will be the lord of the underworld is not a matter of importance to you."
Lu Zhiyu grinned, as if he had found a soulmate. "You're right, it doesn't matter anyway."
Lu Zhiyu thought for a moment, then asked, "Eva, do you want to be the lord of the underworld? To control the world of reincarnation and death! "
Eva shook her head and looked at Lu Zhiyu's face. Lu Zhiyu saw a slight smile on her face. "No, I will be wherever you are."
Lu Zhiyu asked curiously, "Aren't you curious about my identity? I have never told you, and you have never asked me! "
Eva blinked her gem-like eyes, then stood in front of Lu Zhiyu and said, "You are my creator!"
Lu Zhiyu stood there for a long time. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he looked outside the hall and said, "We have guests!"
Outside the main hall, the young Cetisius was wearing a priest's robe. He crossed the high stairs and knelt outside to pray. Immediately, the Gargoyles with crossed spears opened up a path for him. Cetisius passed through the layers of copper gargoyle guards and reached the depths of the palace.
The young Cetisius suffered a lot, but the difficult experience made him stronger. He understood the suffering and torment of the people at the bottom of society. He cared about himself and others. Anker was a generous master who allowed him to study with his son. He liked to read and learn. When he could not speak, books and words were his whole world.
When he met His Holiness Randil, the incarnation of God, he felt as if his entire world had been illuminated. He had his own beliefs and pursuits, and he had also confirmed his life goal, which was to spread the faith of God to the entire Batko region and the entire eastern world.
"I have been saved by God, but this is not enough. Everything in the world, including everyone in the world, is the beloved child of God and the manifestation of God's miracles. We should save everyone.
Compared with the pain and suffering of the body, the lack of people's hearts and beliefs is the most terrible. Everyone should have their own beliefs, so that they can regulate their words and deeds, and discover the truth, goodness, and beauty of the world. "
Cetisius had preached his theories and declarations in the temple and in the city of Pusuote more than once. The poor people and laborers were his loyal followers, as they liked to listen to his explanations and ideas about God.
While waiting for Cetisius's arrival in the temple, Lu Zhiyu stood on the side corridor of the main hall. Cetisius immediately rushed over and performed a set of etiquette of the Heavenly Temple. Then, he asked, "Holiness Randil, I am very confused!"
Lu Zhiyu looked at Cetisius, who had gradually become a young slave. Now, he had gradually grown into a qualified temple priest. Compared to the other priests that Lu Zhiyu had seen before, Cetisius was a more interesting person.
He was a man of firm faith, but this faith was not only for God, but also for the desire to save all people. He hoped to spread the glory of God all over the world and build his ideal country. What he believed in was not God, but the God in his heart.
He was an extremely idealistic person. Perhaps he was more suitable to be a philosopher or an artist, but the moment he met Lu Zhiyu, he became a person like a saint. The change of fate and people was also an elusive and magical thing for Lu Zhiyu.
"There are so many Gods, and each God represents different meanings and ideas, as well as different rules and divine powers. Even their beliefs are different. How should we confirm our beliefs in this chaos?" Cetisius asked Lu Zhiyu.
Lu Zhiyu pondered for a moment, then said, "The establishment of the Heavenly System represents the unity of ideas and beliefs. Therefore, there may be many Gods in the Heavenly System, but there is only one idea and belief. This is why I asked you to compile the Holy Book. The ideas and beliefs of the Holy Book are the foundation of the Heavenly System."
Cetisius immediately asked, "So, what should such ideas and beliefs look like?"
Lu Zhiyu said, "It is the ideal country that you have in your heart!"
Cetisius said excitedly, "Holiness, you also agree with the country that I have in my heart!"
Lu Zhiyu said, "You are the inheritor of my will, and your ideas are from the guidance of God. There is no need to be afraid, panic, or suspicious."
He then added, "Build an ideal country that you have in your heart, where good and evil are rewarded, where everyone's heart is bright, where people are no longer greedy for enjoyment and indulge in killing, where people give up prejudices and hatred, and …"
As Lu Zhiyu's words continued, Lu Zhiyu stroked Cetisius's short dark brown hair. Cetisius bowed his head devoutly, and the light in his hand enveloped Cetisius's whole body. Immediately, a large number of mysterious runes flowed on Cetisius's body, and finally, a mark similar to the underworld's sun appeared on Cetisius's forehead. This was a divine inheritance that was different from Lu Zhiyu's Divine Kingdom of Gaia. It was independent and belonged to the underworld's divine system.
Their system of divine incantations was based on the Netherworld. They could judge souls, curse, summon creatures from the Netherworld, and project the Netherworld. Even their divine incantation seeds would gradually form a unique space in the Netherworld with special powers.
After the death of these priests of the Heavenly Temple, they would automatically integrate into the sun of the underworld and become the managers of the underworld. Gradually, they would build the now empty underworld, which was just an empty shell. Day after day, they would strengthen the entire underworld and control the death of Maria's World.
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