Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 246 I Have Surpassed the Past

Living itself has no meaning.

But as long as you are alive, good things will always happen.

This is also a conversation recorded in a book. There are many such conversations. Whenever Xin Carlo opens these dusty memories, he will get unexpected surprises.

It's an amazing feeling.

Although these are all his memories, they are always so far away from him, so that during the long process, Xin Carlo began to have a doubt in his heart - did these "memories" really happen?

He found the answers to these questions one by one in human beings.

It is not difficult to falsify memories.

For example, there is a family called Margaret in the Empire. They have ancient blood, which makes them gifted in some aspects and easier to touch the truth of this world than others. They can open other people's brains, erase their memories, and turn those who receive the "Holy Word" into puppets. When necessary, they can also fill the empty brain with the information they want.

What about them?
Even the "Gods" who are high above and untouchable in the eyes of humans, have they ever had their brains opened and information injected into them without them noticing?

Thus, He became Xinkalo, the lord of thousands of demons.

These memories themselves are invisible trajectories of fate, and today, Ethan also saw the only loophole in those "fake memories".

It was a line of symbols that Xinkalo could not decipher.

Error code, 0xc0012041.

He spent thousands of years sending His creations and believers all over the world, asking them to visit the relics left behind by the betrayers and even those more ancient creations related to their ancestors, but they were never able to find any related marks.

That's why, when Ethan opened the book, Xin Carlo had been hiding in the dark, watching Ethan's reaction intently.

Then, those conversations came true.

Today was the day when good things happened, and He finally saw the unusual reaction.

It was not an expression of doubt, but shock, which meant that Ethan had reacted to the string of symbols themselves - he most likely understood the meaning of this string of symbols!
They could all see the shadow of their ancestors in Ethan, but his foolish peers only considered it as a "favorable impression". Only he thought further than any of his peers.

Maybe Ethan and his ancestors came from the same place.

He appeared out of nowhere two years ago and no one knows his origins.

The Lophik Group and the high-level demons it created investigated every member of the refugee team, and unsurprisingly, they got a very interesting result.

Their memories were also tampered with.

Each of them knew of Ethan's existence, and their evaluations of him were surprisingly similar. However, if one looked deeper, no one could tell when Ethan had appeared in the refugee group. These inconspicuous flaws would naturally be ignored by the refugees. They didn't care where their companions came from. They only had one common goal, which was to survive in this chaotic world.

And Ethan helped them.

He gave them a lot of advice on the way to escape, which helped the large group avoid danger, and everyone arrived at Ximu Town safely.

The refugees praised Ethan's experience and wisdom. According to convention, they had to report their experiences along the way to the local Adventurer's Guild. Naturally, the president of the Creekwood Adventurer's Guild noticed Ethan, this special young man, and extended an olive branch to him.

"That's interesting, isn't it?"

Xinkalo's voice came into Ethan's ears through the book. It was the human language, the common language of the empire. Although the tone was a bit sharp and harsh for humans, it was a method that had been tested by Him and would not drive people crazy directly.

"High-level demons have visited every place the escape team passed through and deduced dozens of your hometowns, but no one knows you, Ethan."

The identities of the other members of the refugee group were fully investigated in less than a month.

Regardless of whether they are willing to admit their past or not, regardless of whether what they say is the truth or a lie, everyone's existence leaves a mark, and no matter how hard they try, they cannot completely bury those marks forever. The only exception is Ethan. He has never left any mark related to the "past".

It was as if he had skipped the process of birth and growth. The moment he appeared, he was already what he is now.

This made Xin Kalo wonder, "Are you really from this world?"

In fact, this has happened many times.

In Xinkalo's opinion, Ethan is more like his kind.

Their existence should be longer than this world, but they don't know what happened in the past. Some of their kind think that the long time has blurred their past, but Xin Carlo doesn't think so.

They also appeared “out of thin air.”

History defines this as the call of the ancestors, summoning them from the endless void, but is this really the case?
Xinkalo is always keeping an eye on Ethan, and nothing in this world can escape his eyes.

Ethan's silence was the best answer.

It also finally put Xinkalo's worries to rest.

Today is a good day, and He can’t remember how long it has been since He was so happy.

"It's okay, you don't have to answer me, we still have plenty of time."

Xin Kalo said, "I know you have a lot of questions now, you can ask me anytime."

"Can you please stop this thing first?"

Ethan pointed at the red sun hanging above this world. The sun's light was being swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit, forming a scene like a solar eclipse.

As time passed, the sky became darker red.

This is a natural phenomenon, but in this world full of mysticism, it brings destruction and ominous signs. The scriptures of the Church of Life have recorded several solar eclipses, and almost every solar eclipse has brought disaster.

"No, the festival has already begun."

Xin Kalo said, "This will be an unprecedented festival. Isn't this what they have always dreamed of?"

Witness, and even embrace, the coming of a new God.

He gives everyone a chance.

"You should have seen it with your own eyes. This human race is always eager for the coming of God. To this end, they are tirelessly performing the ritual of creating God."

In the beginning there were the right gods and the middle gods.

After the deaths of those betrayers, some people tried to welcome the arrival of new gods, but those later gods were too weak and their lives were too short to make any waves in the long river of time. They became legends that spread everywhere, and it was impossible to tell the truth from the false. Naturally, their "divinity" could not be widely recognized.

"Until your arrival, this was the result that everyone expected. Even the royal family was willing to help you climb the final step."

Xin Kalo suddenly changed the subject, "But, can they really tell what God really looks like?"

He doubted it.

Then again, what is "Godhood"? It is also a language created by humans, and it seems to be used only to distinguish between the right gods, the middle gods, and the later ones, so that they can defend their "authority".

This term is most widely used in the Vatican, as if one day they suddenly gained the right to define gods out of thin air.

In Xinkalo's opinion, the moment humans regarded those betrayers as gods, everything was explained.

They can't tell the difference, nor do they need to.

They are in desperate need of a God, and their real purpose is to draw nourishment from them.

"Some seek shelter, some seek peace, and some seek power. That's why there's the concept of 'the chosen one', right? This is not a word we created."

God’s chosen ones are the people closest to God in this world. They are supposed to be special, so much so that they can often exercise their power on God’s behalf.

Such a wonderful and tempting privilege, even the believers of the old gods widely recognize the existence of this identity. They believe that those who can pass the ceremony must be special and are willing to accept the leadership of the Chosen One.

Sincarlo is happy to see this happen.

It is His hobby to observe human beings. Despite their fragility and insignificance, He can always gain enlightenment from them.

Perhaps, this is the gift left to them by their ancestors.

"For those who need money, the lenders of the Imperial United Savings Bank are gods in their eyes. For those who desire knowledge and power, the mentors of the Astrology Guild are gods in their eyes. And for those small countries that have experienced wars for many years, do you know what the Imperial Military Industry that provides them with muskets means?"

Sincarlo could cite countless examples.

The more Ethan listened, the more frightened he became. According to his original speculation, if Xincaro and even all the old gods were pre-set "AI", then Xincaro as an AI was obviously abnormal. Not only did he think about things beyond his identity, he also turned his ideas into social experiments.

The Imperial Reserve, the Astrology Guild, and the Imperial Military Industry are all things that are happening, and their presence can be found throughout the Empire and abroad.

Is it...

The Lofik Group and Tycoon Flor are actually just tools chosen by Sincarlo for social experiments?

“To fulfill the wishes of others is the power of God.”

After a long experiment, Xinkalo came to the conclusion that "by then, even if you deny it, they will still sing your deeds and write scriptures for you. They will also erect statues for you and issue laws to make everyone remember your name, but that is not for you, but for them."

Xin Carlo's voice became more and more excited. A book fell from the top of the bookshelf. Controlled by an invisible force, it slowly floated in front of Ethan.

The book that had been covered in dust for countless years was opened.

This time there was no need for the wind element to act as a translator; the light and shadow in the book could not wait to come out.

The figures were still blurry and distorted, and they were sitting around a square table.

Although he couldn't see their faces clearly, he knew the identities of all the participants, including a few familiar faces.

The Lord Knight sat in the chairman's seat, with the Goddess of Life and Khadra occupying his left and right seats respectively. In sharp contrast was the Goddess of Hunting, Cynthia, who looked a little impatient as she supported her face with her left hand, and boredly stroked her bangs with her right hand.

This may be the most important meeting in human history.

Elemental Shaper representative Macadelin was the only "human" to participate in the meeting.

Their voices were ethereal, as if coming from the other side of time.

The meeting took place after the war was won.

"The shadow of the evil god has receded, and the grace of the righteous god has descended upon this land for the first time."

This is the original text in the Holy Scriptures of the Church of Life. It was later written into hymns in different versions and was interpreted word for word by popes at different times.

But at least when this meeting began, the concepts of the right God and the middle God had not yet been born, which was also the central topic of discussion in this meeting.

The war was won, but they still had a lot of work to do, including communication and construction in various aspects, as well as the construction plan of the academy. Kadra proposed the concept of the Mage Tower in the meeting. They should select the top elemental shapers and great mages to become members of the Mage Tower and be responsible for the management and daily maintenance of the magic network. Kadra also proposed the concepts of "politics" and "rule".

These beings, who were later regarded as rightful gods, held their own opinions in the meeting until the Lord Knight interrupted the discussion.

“Cynthia, what do you think about this?”

The Goddess of Hunting has the largest number of believers, and her spies are spread everywhere, making her very suitable for acting as a contact.

"Boring, I'm leaving now, let's meet again sometime."

This was an answer that surprised everyone.

Cynthia had always been their most reliable ally and an invaluable companion during the war.

"But they still need us!"

The Lord Knight's voice was still strong and resonant.

"Yeah, but what does this have to do with me?"

Cynthia sounded a little impatient, "The temple was built for you, and the throne was built for you."

Ethan felt the Lord Knight's disbelief from his blurry and distorted silhouette.

"Are you jealous? They will also build temples and statues for you..."

"Please do not."

Cynthia interrupted him. "I would rather they bring me some biological samples I haven't seen before, or write about their experiences in various places in a book. It's your choice to be tied to the throne by them, not mine. I have already spent too much time on this war."

"But without us, they..."

The Goddess of Life interrupted. Ethan had never met her before, and could only infer from her voice that she should be a gentle woman.

"That's just your wishful thinking. Your presence will only make them more and more dependent on you, but how long can this kind of life last? 50 years? 100 years?"

Cynthia's sudden attack left everyone at a loss, and some people turned their attention to McCarty, hoping that he could act as a lobbyist.

McCardlin was obviously not prepared, and said with a forced attitude, "Cynthia, maybe they are not as bad as you say. Didn't we talk about setting up an academy before?"

Obviously, this persuasion did not achieve the desired effect.

Ethan felt that Cynthia looked even more annoyed, so he stood up and said, "I wish your academy will do better and better!"

Leaving behind these words, He became the first person to leave.

Cynthia's actions caused some people to respond.

"Yeah, we don't have much time. Sorry."

……

Some people leave, some people stay.

Ethan vaguely sensed why Sincarlo had shown him the book.

"This meeting decided the division between the right gods and the middle gods."

When the book closed and the distorted and blurry figure disappeared, Xinkalo's voice sounded again.

This important meeting was not recorded in human history, nor is it consistent with people's current judgments on the right and middle gods.

The mainstream view is that there are evil people among the believers of the middle gods, which distinguishes them from the upright gods. In the original context, the middle gods represented by Cynthia often leave a negative impression on people.

When people talk about Cynthia, they will more often mention the "acting method" that is widely circulated among believers. Some followers of the hunting goddess imitated monsters and eventually turned into monsters that were neither human nor ghost, and she was widely criticized for this.

But in fact, Pope Julius and his teacher Turzaan are the two heroes of the Church. The harm they bring to the empire is probably much more than all the werewolf attacks combined. According to Ethan's observation, except for the clear punishment for breaking the oath in the Temple of Nestriel, other believers of the Righteous God basically rely on self-consciousness.

The judgment of good and evil is mainly based on belief. If you really can't believe it anymore, there is a series of laws issued by the Vatican to help you correct your thinking.

If even this can't change you, it only means that you are born evil and can only be burned at the stake to purify the empire's spirit.

Ethan has always felt that the evaluation of middle-level gods and their believers is somewhat subtle.

It's full of a sense of déjà vu: "If it weren't for your contributions in the war, you would have been kicked over to sit at the same table with the evil gods."

The eclipse continued, and Sincarlo seemed to be becoming more and more excited.

Ethan asked uncertainly, "So, you want to correct this trend?"

"Correct? Why do you want to correct?"

Sincarlo said, "Ethan, what do you think I should do?"

After knowing the truth about this world, and realizing that perhaps he had never really talked to his ancestors.

According to the contents of this memory palace, he should go all the way and try every possible means to find the clues left by his ancestors, so that he can be resurrected at a necessary time and come back to this world.

That is closely related to "Doomsday" and is the inevitable fate that this world will experience.

But why would He pursue an illusory existence based on these forged memories?

Why, as a "God", does He also have to follow a destiny that is invisible to the naked eye?

There is no need to play the role of a humble being crawling in the darkness.

For a moment, countless pairs of eyes lurking in the depths of the darkness fell on Ethan at the same time.

"Ethan, you've got it all wrong!"

This is his memory palace, so he could hear clearly every word Ethan said here.

While talking to Winter, Ethan mentioned "meal replacement literature".

This astonished Xin Carlo, and suddenly his eyes were opened.

In just four words, he accurately described his past and how his kind felt about Ethan.

Because they sensed a familiar presence in him, they were inevitably attracted to him, but the part that each old god saw was different.

Just like the impression their ancestors once left on them.

As long as he cast aside those false shackles, Xin Carlo discovered that the "light" had always been in front of his eyes, even within his reach.

"I'm no longer interested in those things."

Xin Carlo suddenly raised his voice. According to the theory he came up with through social surveys, his ancestors were like gods to him.

All His desires will be satisfied by that shadow one day in the future.

Everything about this world, about his doubts, and the truth that even the old gods could not know.

Xinkalo realized that he was also a believer who longed for gifts in the past, but now, he saw another way.

There is no need for a future, nor is there any need to pin hopes on fantasies.

It's right there within sight and touch, just one step away from completion.

"Why go to all the trouble of resurrecting a false god?"

He already had all the theories about God. "If necessary, why not create one yourself?"

At this moment, He has surpassed His past self and left those false fantasies behind.

Xinkalo agreed with Ethan's theory, and for this reason, rather than being a diner, he decided to become a chef and cook his own "meal" by himself.

Today's Ethan has far surpassed the realm of saints, and it is no longer possible to measure the power he possesses by human limits. However, he is still quite far from the image of "God" in his mind.

First, Ethan needed energy.

The soul of the festival is just the beginning, and it is still far from allowing him to reach the most perfect state.

Of course, He also had to eliminate those weaknesses that are part of human nature.

For example, before entering the ceremony, Ethan actually left the fire element, his only power that could compete with the old gods, to those humans.

Is it because of compassion, or a sense of justice?
Xinkalo knew that Ethan made this choice because he understood the purifying power of fire.

It's a really disgusting element.

Their existence is as old as the old gods, as if they existed specifically to counter their power.

Among the many elements, Xinkalo undoubtedly hates the element of fire the most.

In contrast to the darkness that He loves, He is like the sun, illuminating the way forward for countless living beings.

And the sun now is what He considers to be the most beautiful form.

This grand celebration has come to an end.

The remaining dark red color in the sky is also disappearing, and soon, darkness will once again dominate here.

The same thing is happening in the Abyss.

Xinkalo noticed something strange about Bazatos, and he seemed to be aware of his intentions.

So Bazathoth's creations became restless and launched an attack on the demons.

But so what?

The barriers between planes cannot be crossed!
Everything is about to be settled.

Sincarlo's voice became more frantic.

——"Become a god, Ethan!"

(End of this chapter)