Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 144 The Will of Man, the Will of God

That day, Han Na fell seriously ill, but what was even stranger was that he neither sought medical treatment nor did anything else. He simply locked himself in his room and did not come out for two whole days and nights without eating or drinking anything, as if he was thinking about something.

John tried to see him, but they had a heated argument in the room, and John, unusually, stormed off.

Two days later, as if he had figured something out, when Han Na reappeared in front of his family, his pale and bloodless appearance shocked all his family members. Only the determination in his eyes created a kind of essential difference between him and the gentle and simple doctor he used to be.

After that, Hannah continued to practice medicine as before, but unlike before when he simply treated patients, he began to teach them various Jewish doctrines during his medical practice.

“You have heard the words spoken to the people long ago: ‘You shall not murder,’ and ‘Anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.’ But I tell you that anyone who is angry with a brother or sister without cause will be subject to judgment. Anyone who insults a brother or sister without cause, calling him worthless, will be subject to the judgment of the Sanhedrin. Anyone who insults a brother or sister without cause, calling him a fool, will be subject to the fire of hell.”

"So if when you are offering your gift at the altar you remember that your brother has a grudge against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and make peace with your brother, and then come and offer your gift. While you are still on your way to the one who is suing you, make peace with him quickly, lest he hand you over to the judge, and the judge hand you over to the soldiers, and you are thrown into prison. Truly I tell you, you will never come out of there unless a single penny is paid off."

"..."

A dozen or so sturdy country folk gathered in the small rural courtyard. In front of Han Na, they all stared wide-eyed in bewilderment, listening intently to what Han Na was saying.

In this era, all religious texts were kept hidden away by the priests and were rarely shown to others. No one else could explain the doctrines of Judaism to these country folk, who were never paid attention to by the priests, in such a simple and easy-to-understand way as Hama. Unlike those obscure classics, Hama explained the doctrines of Judaism with unparalleled patience, skill in using various metaphors, and in a way that anyone could understand.

However, if a Jewish priest were to come here and listen to the Jewish teachings spoken by Hamna, he would find it increasingly strange, because the teachings spoken by Hamna and true Judaism are seemingly the same, but in fact completely different.

For example, any priest well-versed in Jewish doctrine should have stated without hesitation that God's chosen "chosen people" are only the Jews, and only the Jews can be saved. Yet Hamna never uttered such words. While any priest would require believers to uphold a whole set of solemn and elaborate rituals, Hamna simply omitted these rituals, requiring only that you believe in God, recite His name, and obey His will; nothing else was required.

It can be said that in the eyes of any priest, Hannah's actions were almost blatant heresy and a distortion of divine will.

"Hannah, if we worship God like this, will God really grant us salvation and entry into the Kingdom of Heaven after we die?"

Among them, an unassuming countryman spoke cautiously, and as he spoke, the other countrymen looked at Han Na in front of them with eyes that seemed to be shining.

For these people who are used to hardship, the greatest allure of religion is the promise of liberation in the afterlife, so they are extremely concerned about this issue.

Looking at the large group of country folk in front of him, Han Na glanced around and a moment of hesitation flashed through his mind. However, that hesitation was easily cut off by his already made-up decision. So, he simply shook his head and slowly spoke.

"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven."

"On that day many will say to me, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?' And I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you; depart from me, you evildoers!'"

"..."

After a long while, the country folk who had heard Han Na's story left satisfied, while Han Na remained silently in place.

"Hmm? Does twisting the will of the god you believe in give you a strange sense of pleasure? And does betraying the god you believe in give you a deep sense of immorality? Humans who twist the will of God with their own will."

A low murmur sounded in my ear, a cold voice carrying a strange mockery.

"Anyone who would feel pleasure from this is definitely not human."

She muttered to herself, her face growing increasingly somber.

"is it?"

The voice beside her ear was just a dismissive sneer, then disappeared, leaving only Han Na in silence.

After that day, he had already guessed who the evil spirit possessing him was… it was Satan, the enemy of God in Judaism. He awoke from the nightmare that day, but little did he know that this was only the beginning. For three days, Satan tempted him in various ways, taking him high into the sky, looking down upon the earth from the clouds, pointing out all the nations of the world to him: Rome, Parthia, India, the Far East… countless city-states and countless peoples lay at his feet.

Among those countless city-states, the inexhaustible wealth and luxurious lifestyle left the simple, honest doctor utterly dumbfounded.

"If you obey me, the glory and power of all nations will be yours."

The devil's whispers echoed in my ears.

To be fair, Hamna did waver. He was just an ordinary doctor. Although his faith in God had been unwavering since childhood, who could remain unmoved by the power of all nations?
Wealth, power, status, fame, glory... it can acquire everything instantly if it so desires.

Such beauty, who could remain unmoved?
But... he ultimately refused, and he didn't even understand why he refused. He just had a vague feeling that this wasn't what he wanted.

Then, Satan showed it an ancient treasure trove that had been sealed for tens of thousands of years. In that treasure trove were tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of books. Each of those books was proof left by an ancient civilization. These books had been lost over the long years and were the crystallization of infinite wisdom.

Any one of these volumes can easily grant one profound wisdom, a sense of inner peace, and, through its forbidden knowledge, the power to surpass all martial arts in the world.

"If you don't love power, then this sense of peace of mind is what you need."

After reading only a few pages, Hanna understood why this treasure trove could rival the power of all nations. No matter how great the power, how much wealth, or how beautiful the wives and concubines, it is difficult to buy happiness, health, and peace. The wise men nurtured in this treasure trove can calmly smile at any king, no matter when or where, because this comes from the strength and wisdom of their hearts, not from relying on those external things.

That sense of tranquility once captivated Han Nadu, but in the end, he still chose to shake his head.

This was not what it wanted; it had a strange feeling in its heart.

Satan showed him many more things, but eventually Satan seemed to realize something and took him to a place... a mass grave full of death and corpses.

"You've saved so many people, but what level of medical skill do you actually possess?"

Looking at the numerous corpses, their flesh gnawed by birds and beasts, their intestines and eyeballs pecked out by vultures, Hanna fell silent... This time, Satan gave it nothing more, but simply smiled and disappeared, leaving Hanna alone in this place littered with corpses...

No one knows what Hanna was thinking that day, as he remained among the corpses. But the only thing that was known was that he began to try to change something.

"There must be... some way to solve all this."

Confused humanity begins to try to make some changes through religion: forgiveness, love, kindness, compassion... This human begins to try to shape a completely new religion according to his ideas; however, the more he talks about it, the more confused he becomes.

Every time he invoked God's name, every time he changed the doctrine against his will, he was undoubtedly trampling on his own sincere faith. But whenever he hesitated and wavered, that scene would inexplicably resurface in his mind...

"doctor……"

Those eyes, though covered in abscesses, still shone brightly, and there was a trace of reluctance in their hearts.

He didn't understand why the demon was helping him, but he felt a deep unease.

There's no turning back now...

He remained silent, thinking quietly in his heart, while all he could hear was the demon's maniacal laughter.

(End of this chapter)