The world in the box

The world is in chaos, and the world is in chaos.

Lin Ming is not interested in the power changes in the world in the box.

In the past few epochs, he has seen too many such things.

For the struggle for power, Lin Ming has seen fathers and sons killing each other.

Not to mention the coup d'état between the divine vein masters and the divine magicians, which is very common.

Whether the divine vein masters are in power or the divine magicians are in power, Lin Ming does not care.

Even if the divine magicians believe in him and follow him, he will not favor the divine magicians because of this.

Because he does not need such following, nor does he need such belief.

The Temple of Light is just a product of his transaction with the Holy Maiden Bell.

In the entire world in the box, the only life that Lin Ming cares about is the life that can be directly established with Him, like Saint Bell.

After Saint Bell left, there has been no second life like this.

...

The divine magicians far away in the box world would never have thought that the gods they followed all their lives did not need their following.

At this moment, after being driven out of the Temple of Light, the remaining forces of the Temple of Light hid in the mountains.

The elderly priests sacrificed their lives to save the fire of the Temple of Light.

Most of these divine magicians who escaped were young people, all of them were talented divine magicians, and they were the future of the Temple of Light.

The leader of this group of divine magicians was a young woman. Before escaping from the Temple of Light, the priest handed the Book of Heaven to her and told her to find the new saint.

The female divine magician led more than a dozen divine magicians, avoided the pursuit of the divine veins, passed through the mountains, crossed the swamp, and came to a small village.

Their food was running out and had to be replenished.

They disguised themselves and walked into the village. Just as they were about to buy food, they found their wanted posters everywhere in the village.

At this moment, the goddess magician suddenly realized that the villagers seemed to have discovered them.

"What should we do?" A divine magician asked the goddess magician.

The goddess magician knew that she had no choice.

"Kill them."

"Kill them all?"

"Kill them all."

These six short words determined the fate of this small village.

Then, the small village was radiant with light, as if light had descended, and bursts of screams came from the beams of light.

After a while, the entire small village gradually returned to tranquility.

The goddess magician stood in front of a small log with a numb face. She could no longer count how many people she had killed with the pure light.

Following the sound of breathing, the goddess magician pushed open the door of the last farmhouse. After seeing the people in the house clearly, she couldn't help but be startled.

Inside the house, a young woman was holding a newborn baby with tears on her face.

When the young woman saw the goddess magician, she tried her best to suppress her fear and lifted the baby in her hands:

"I don't know how we have offended you, but since you are punishing us, I think we must have offended you. I am willing to die to atone for my sins, but I beg you to let my poor child go. She is not yet enlightened and will not remember what happened today."

"Please take her away. You can give her to others or keep her by your side to work like a cow or a horse. It's all up to you."

After the woman finished speaking, before the goddess magician made a decision, she suddenly jumped into the light and was "purified" in an instant.

Only a one-month-old baby girl and the goddess magician were left looking at each other.

Looking at the clear eyes of the baby girl, the goddess magician couldn't help but hesitate, but when she thought of her companions who died tragically and the ambition of the Temple of Light, she made up her mind.

Cut the grass and root it out. For herself and the future of the Temple of Light, she could not leave any loopholes.

However, just as the goddess magician was about to take action, the heavenly book in her arms suddenly emitted a thousand-foot light and flew out by itself.

The stone slab, which originally had no fonts, now faintly showed a few large characters.

The goddess magician was startled by the sudden scene, but she soon thought of something. She looked at the stone slab and took a closer look. She couldn't help but be stunned:

"The saint appears, and the light is fixed."

The baby girl in front of her turned out to be the second-generation saint that the goddess magician had been looking for, and not long ago, she had just killed all the baby girl's family.

She picked up the baby girl and looked at herself in the baby girl's eyes. She was confused for a while.

...

On the other side, the leader of the divine veins, Yade Loren, overthrew the rule of the Temple of Light, and established himself as king, changing the Kingdom of Shia to the Shia Empire.

Considering the large number of believers in the Temple of Light, on the surface, Loren still

Although the Temple of Light is retained, the name Sia is also retained.

After all, in the hearts of the people, the word Shia is not only the name of the country, but also the name of the God of Light.

But in the dark, the Temple of Light has long since changed its name and surname, and Loren has become the person in charge behind the Temple of Light.

After the establishment of the empire, the first thing Loren did was to find many wise men, fabricate some imaginary gods out of thin air, and promote the beliefs of these gods, secretly weakening the influence of the Temple of Light, and at the same time weakening the influence of the divine power. .

After that, various temples sprouted up all over the Shia Empire like mushrooms after rain.

The Twilight Temple believes in dusk, the Harvest Temple believes in the earth, and the Storm Temple believes in wind and rain, etc.

The emergence of these temples gradually divided the influence of the Temple of Light.

At this point, King Loren of the Shia Empire breathed a sigh of relief.

As for the so-called "everyone is equal", it has also been gradually forgotten by people as time goes by.

The books with advanced ideas in the Saint Maiden Bell were either incinerated or banned and no longer circulated.

The whole of Shia has regressed from the previous civil system to a feudal empire.

Opening the code of the Shia Empire, the first page shows that everyone under the divine lineage must obey.

Those with divine veins have become the most noble beings in the Shia Empire.

Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, and the time has come to the 110th year since the advent of God.

Under the blessing of the goddess magician, the new saint also grew up smoothly.

In the past thirty years, the goddess magician has treated the new saint like a newborn daughter, caring for her in every possible way, and wishing she could give everything she had to this adopted daughter.

She gave the new saint a very nice name, Freya.

In Siya, Freya means forgetting and letting go.

Freya is the most talented magician among all the magicians that the goddess magician has ever seen.

The power of light she emits is also the purest and most powerful.

He is also the most beautiful person the goddess magician has ever seen, as beautiful as the first morning sunshine.

At this moment, Freya was sitting in the tree house, quietly reading the Holy Book of Light in the Temple of Light.

The first page of "The Book of Light" is the famous sentence "Under God, all men are equal."

The last page reads, "All living things are mortal, but gods are eternal."

Of course, the whole book is not limited to these two sentences.

The records in the whole book are very complicated, including some scientific and technological knowledge and some advanced concepts.

More of an allegiance to the God of Light.

While Freya was quietly reading the Book of Light, an old woman opened the door of the tree house.

She is the goddess sorcerer who raised Freya. Under the erosion of time, she has also reached her twilight years.

When the goddess magician saw Freya, she first smiled fondly, and then her eyes suddenly turned decisive:

"Flia, it's time."

Freya has been instilled in the concept of revenge since she was a child.

Now that she has grown up, it is time to judge the betrayers of the light.