Golier saw with his own eyes the scene of Nietzsche rushing into the sky to challenge the god Enlil. He had a strong feeling that Nietzsche seemed to have known that he would go and deliberately waited until the moment he appeared. He wanted Golier to see it, as if he wanted to tell him something through this scene.
Perhaps Nietzsche wanted to confirm something important, to find some kind of answer, but the madman could not tell the truth himself, so he needed a bystander to discover the mystery. Why did Nietzsche choose Goliath? Because no one else was more suitable than Goliath. He was the only supreme mage who would be there.
Did Enril really cause the flood? Why did the god do this? Goliath came to the empty main hall of the Shrine of Syah with lingering questions. He knelt before the statue of Enril and prayed, "Great god, great Enril, please tell me, your follower, why did the flood come? Why did the town of Duc disappear? "
While praying, Goliath suddenly felt a strange feeling. There seemed to be a pressure on his shoulders. The statue in the center of the hall seemed to come to life, looking down at him. Before today, under the gaze of the statue, Goliath would have felt only peace, luck, and glory. But now it was very different. He felt a creepy fear. While praying, he still clenched his staff and secretly channeled all his power.
Goliath's staff was made of the best century-old walnut wood. The lines were neat and beautiful, and it had a glossy luster after years of holding it in his hand. The tip of the staff was inlaid with a Terroculus, but it was cleverly wrapped in wood grain. It looked a bit like the staff of an old man, but it was very elegant and exquisite.
"My priest, my devout believer, why are you channeling your power when you are praying? Do you have any hostility towards me?"
A thunderous voice suddenly came to Goliath's mind. It was Enril speaking! Goliath bowed his head and knelt on the ground. He looked very respectful, but he did not let go of the staff. He spoke to the voice in his soul, "Enlil, my god of gods, was it you who destroyed the town of Duc? Did you let the flood surround Syah? I just want to know the answer. "
"It was the flood that destroyed Duc. It was the heavy rain that brought the flood. It was the warm and humid winds from the sea that converged with the swirling air currents of Assyria that caused the heavy rain. It was my divine power that caused the air currents to swirl in the highlands. It was my anger that guided the lightning in the clouds." The voice of the god was majestic and almost emotionless.
The answer seemed to have a deeper meaning. Goliath was silent for a moment. No one knew what he was thinking. Finally, he sighed and said, "The flood has reached the city of Syah. Dear god, I have taken out all the parangons in the city and set up a great formation. If you can save the city and stop the disaster that engulfs Syah, I will offer them all as a sacrifice to you. "
Enril's voice revealed a trace of mockery, "Sacrifice? This is a shrine that worships me. Have I ever taken any wealth from this shrine? Aren't the sacrifices that I receive in my name all for the enjoyment of you priests and priests? How ridiculous! Do you think that the gods can be bought with the wealth of the world? "
Goliath replied respectfully, "Great Enril, this is not a bribe, but a prayer. If the flood inevitably destroys Syah, then this magic formation will be the last defense of the city walls. This is not to fight against the gods, but to protect the people here who offer sacrifices to the gods. This is the faith of millions of people, no matter where the flood comes from. "
No one in Syah knew why Goliath took out all the rings of parangons and arranged them on the city walls. In theory, no one could fully activate the power of such a formation, even if all the mages in the city gathered together. But Goliath only asked for the formation to be completed. He only wanted to activate all the parangons and merge them with the formation.
He was betting that Enril would not be able to take away the parangons by force!
Above the flooded town of Duc, Goliath saw many parangons being pulled up into the clouds by a strange force. He guessed that the gods might be using the parangons to cast powerful magic. The power of this magic was so great that many parangons would be needed to supplement or supplement it.
Syah was the most important producer of parangons in the Hittite Kingdom. There were many parangons stored in the temples over the years. The treasury of the city's finance department also contained the kingdom's tax revenue. Goliath took them all out. He tried to negotiate with the gods. If the power of the gods could immediately make the flood recede, then he would let the gods take the parangons.
If not, then the magic formation could not only protect the city walls, but also prevent the activated parangons from being taken away by others. Even the gods could not do this. A parangon could be embedded in a staff, and a mage could take away his staff if he defeated him. However, when two mages fought with magic, one mage could not directly take away the parangon from the other's staff. The parangon was one with the mage's power.
Enril suddenly fell silent. Goliath lay on the ground and waited quietly. After a long time, he heard the voice of the god again, with laughter echoing in the void, "Poor priest, I wonder how you will face the faith in your heart. You do not understand the gods. The people here revere and worship me. I will not take away the parangons on the city walls. They are the wealth of the whole city. If I do that, everyone will hate me and stay away from me. Do you want me to destroy the dignity of the temple? "
"But what about Duc? No one survived the flood! "Goliath shouted in his soul.
"The flood is my blessing to Syah! I will hear the cheers of the people. My temple will be flooded with believers to express their gratitude. You will understand all this soon. … As for Duc, do you want to ask me why I did not save them from the flood? Why should I save them? … How ridiculous it is for me to explain such a boring question to a mortal like you! "
Enril's voice said these words. At the same time, a message suddenly appeared in Goliath's mind, containing all kinds of sounds and images. It was a series of tragedies that happened in Duc.
"Priest, do you see it? They have betrayed the oracle of the Patron. There is no reason for Mourin to stay there, so I will bless this place again. The flood is my blessing, but people should not only ask to enjoy the blessings of the gods. I do not need to save the sinners from the flood. "Enril's voice sounded again, as if it was an irresistible judgment.
Goliath was stunned for a long time. He struggled to ask again, "But the whole town of Duc was destroyed. There must be innocent people."
Enril's voice became contemptuous, "When evil spreads to every corner, the flood will not distinguish who is innocent. I do not need to save the sinners from the flood, nor do I need to save the so-called innocent people. In my eyes, they all belong to the Ducians and have betrayed the protection of the oracle.
Mortals would face death in their short lives, no matter which way it was. Do not forget that they are all members of Duc. Everyone has a responsibility. They should blame their clansmen for the disaster, and they should also blame themselves for not doing anything to save it. Since there is no way to save it, then the whole ship will be destroyed. "
The words of the gods were not easy to understand. Enril said that the flood was his blessing, and Duc did not deserve to be saved from the disaster. Goliath finally raised his head and asked, "Great god, did you bring the flood?"
Enril said coldly, "I will not answer such stupid and ignorant questions again!"
Goliath asked again, "Then what will be the fate of Syah?"
Enril said, "You have to ask yourself!" After saying this, he went silent. Goliath felt the oppressive feeling of being stared at by the statue disappear. The god was gone.
Goliath was silent for a long time in the shrine, carefully recalling the words of the god and the scene when Nietzsche rushed into the sky, pondering every detail he saw in the flood. What did Nietzsche want to tell him? What did Enril mean? He meditated alone for a night, and when a glimmer of light appeared in the distant sky, he suddenly understood something.
Enril only summoned a heavy rain. As Goliath saw it with his own eyes, he might have used the simplest air magic, but it contained almost infinite divine power. Enril used his divine power to change the direction of the swirling airflow on the Syah Plateau, making it collide with the warm and humid wind blowing from the sea, thus triggering a continuous rainstorm.
The god in the clouds only manipulated the wind and lightning. When the airflow in the sky collided and formed a natural whirlpool, there was no need for him to use his divine power anymore. The rainstorm would continue until the end. To stop the rain would consume more divine power than to activate it. Enril only activated it, and had no intention of wasting more power to stop it.
In the silent shrine, Goliath's body was trembling as if he was sick. He looked cold, but his face was red. As the chief priest of the Shrine of Syah Enril, a supreme mage who had sworn an oath before the god, he had only three choices in the face of all this.
One was to devoutly preach Enril's miracles and believe without hesitation that it was a blessing to Syah, washing away the sins of Duc. Goliath had already guessed what Enril meant when he described the disaster as a blessing. If that was the case, Goliath would still be the old Goliath. Nothing had changed. But he could not forget the scene of Crazy 'Ole rushing into the sky. That scene had been deeply imprinted in his soul.
The second was to turn his back on Enril. This was against his oath and faith. When his faith was shaken, his achievements in magic would be greatly affected, and he might even lose his power.
The third was the most difficult. He had to look at everything calmly and rationally, review his life and the experiences of others, and reach a higher state of detachment. Golier inexplicably recalled the records in the ancient books of magic. In order to achieve the final ninth level, a mage had to face the final test. He had never been able to understand it. Was this what it meant? It was too difficult. It would swallow his soul!
No one knew how Goliath spent the night in the shrine. How did he pray to the god? When he walked out of the shrine after dawn, people found the noble supreme mage with an indescribable sense of haggardness and helplessness hidden in his eyes.
"The god has given the oracle. This is the test the city faces. After the flood, there will be blessings. But whether we can usher in blessings or not, it's all up to us. Don't ask what the god has given us. Follow me to the wall to fight against the flood. This is our fight! "Goliath said to everyone, and then he climbed the tower with his staff in hand.
When Goliath came to the wall again, the water had reached the height of two people and was still rising slowly. Looking out, it was really clean. The city of Syah was like a huge lonely boat protected by the wall in the flood. The wall looked very strong, but the water outside the city was higher than the ground inside the city. It would bear more and more lateral pressure. After all, the wall built in this arid area was not a dam.
The weak parts of the wall might not be able to bear this kind of pressure, and as the water soaked longer and longer, the pressure difference caused by the water level would increase. Some parts of the wall would become soft and loose, collapse or leak. At this time, the magic formation played its role, connecting the whole circle of the wall into one. Either it would collapse completely or it would remain intact until the end.
Goliath slowly walked around the city. The Terroculus in his staff stimulated the divine power, using the simplest and most useful earth magic to strengthen every section of the wall. For the time being, he could not think about anything else. He could only think about two things: whether the flood would eventually rise to the lowest part of the wall, and whether the flood would recede before its power was exhausted.
The supreme mage did not rest for several days and nights. He walked around the city slowly without stopping, his face solemn and pious, but there seemed to be a crystal light flashing in his eyes. From time to time, he looked up at the eastern sky.
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In the east that Goliath was looking at, in the deep mountains of the Euphrate Valley, in the tribe of cavemen, a "god" was also crying loudly. Of course, he was not a real god like Enril, but he was regarded as a "messenger of the gods" by the tribe. Some people even called him "Amun".
The cry came from the big cave where the fire was burning. The chief Link and the tribesmen looked at each other, no one dared to disturb him. Only Schrödinger squatted at the entrance of the cave, looking at Amon with a strange look of pity.
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