Man on the ark, forced to become king

Chapter 110 When the Gods Fall

The storm in the sky subsided. Inside the Manjushri Temple, the prostrate believers and guards looked up at the sky with trepidation, staring blankly at the great sun hanging in the firmament. The warm sunlight shone on them, making some of them wonder if they were dreaming.

Whether it was a sudden enemy or a battle between gods, it all broke through their previous fixed understanding.

The storm and dark clouds that covered the sky, the golden blade of light that cleaved the heavens, and the awe-inspiring scene that seemed to create the world all left an indelible impression on everyone's hearts.

Vast and magnificent, it is as if a myth has descended.

Even the power of the great god Jeragund, as recorded in ancient texts, is far less awe-inspiring than witnessing it firsthand.

The Sherag people, accustomed to living under the protection of God, never imagined that one day their omnipotent god would also be powerless.

Could God also have enemies, or things He cannot do?

Such thoughts, in the past, would have been condemned as blasphemy against the great gods, even before they were considered.

But when the enemy of God truly appears, when the golden blade of light that reaches to the heavens cuts through the sky, revealing a reality that no one dared to imagine, what follows is boundless shock and bewilderment.

If even gods are powerless...

If God cannot protect Sherag...

So, what should the Sherag people do?

What will the future hold for this land?

They never thought about it, so they couldn't find the answers and could only stare blankly at the sky, not knowing how to react.

The more devout the believer, the more confused they become.

When the storm subsided and everything settled, the entire Manju Temple fell into a deep, deathly silence.

Did God win the war of gods, or lose?

No one told them that panic and fear were spreading in their hearts and eventually overflowing into their words.

The worship of a great god leads devout believers to believe that their god is omnipotent and invincible.

But reason led them to a completely opposite conclusion.

Ironically, those who were not particularly devout believers were the best performers at this moment.

Their instinct was to do something, to escape this once sacred mountain, and return home to their loved ones.

The fear of death and the obsession with protecting loved ones overshadowed their reverence for God. The chaotic crowd surged down the mountain, turning the prepared ritual site into a complete mess. However, no one was there to stop them anymore.

The belief in God divided the inhabitants of the same land into two distinct groups.

'Has our god failed?'

The elder leaned on his hand, his body trembling without him realizing it. He wanted to deny the conclusion he had reached through reason, but reality was right in front of him, and he could not deceive himself.

He saw the golden light that cleaved the heavens and earth, and glimpsed the enormous body falling from the light.

The great god who had protected Sherag for thousands of years has failed.

It may even have already perished.

What should be done about Nashalag? What should be done about the people living on this land?

In a daze, all the power that had made him so powerful lost its meaning. The Grand Elder was shocked to discover that he actually had nothing, and everything he had pursued was nothing but fleeting smoke.

Miracles had not been seen on earth for a long time, and he was secretly pleased about it. He used God's name to control power, and even in the darkest corner of his heart, he hoped that God would maintain the current state and never return.

But when the gods collapsed, he realized how fragile Sherag was without their protection, as fragile as a snowflake in the snow, which would melt at the slightest touch of the sun.

Perhaps the boy from the Shivaesh family is right?

If Sherag had been allowed to develop in that way, instead of becoming complacent and stagnant under God's protection, would the situation be different today?

"No, that's not right..."

A glint flashed in his cloudy eyes, and the Grand Elder immediately dismissed the baseless conjecture, turning to look at Silver Gray.

It's him! It's him!

It must have been the misbehavior of the Shivaesh family that brought such a powerful and irresistible enemy upon Kherag!

He is the culprit who destroyed Kjerag! He is a sinner against Kjerag!

It's all because of him that the great god Yeragand has suffered such a calamity, and Sherag will also be in great trouble. He deserves to die, he deserves to die!

“Ignorance, stupidity, and the tendency to blame others for mistakes—you people are the real sinners of Sherag.”

Faced with the Elder's manic gaze, SilverAsh could guess his thoughts in a moment's thought.

But now that things have come to this, he no longer cares. He simply stopped hiding his true intentions, directly tearing off the mask and mercilessly rebuking the Grand Elder.

"It is precisely because you place all your hopes on the gods that Sherag has stagnated and made no progress for hundreds of years!"

"Have you ever seen the people of Shelag shivering in the cold winter, huddled together by tiny flames? Have you ever seen them fighting tooth and nail for a single grain of rice? Have you ever seen those poor souls freezing to death in the snow?"

"No...you can't see it! Your hearts have long been blinded by the lust for power; all you see are your own interests! You've even used God as an excuse to satisfy your selfish desires!"

"Boy! How dare you!"

The elder glared angrily, trembling with rage, and pointed at Silver Gray, shouting loudly.

"It's all because of your disrespect, your blasphemy against God, that you've brought this calamity upon yourself! Guards, bring him to me—"

"Old man, have you lost your mind?"

The immense pressure descended instantly, pinning the Grand Elder and the guards who had been awakened by his shout to the ground, preventing them from moving an inch no matter how much they struggled.

“I think SilverAsh is right. An old man like you should have died long ago. Yera, you’ve protected them too well. Look at these people. Without you, they’re like babies who don’t even know what they should do. Is this the kind of Sherag you want?”

Lin Lu's figure stepped out of the void. With the help of the Snow Mountain God's authority, they could travel freely in the snowy region and just happened to catch the Grand Elder's ugly side being exposed.

He wanted to crush such a disgusting thing, but considering that Yela had just joined the Golden Tree, he didn't act directly, giving Yela face.

“Their faith in me has become blind over the centuries. It seems that no one has ever considered whether God can do things or make mistakes, as if praying to God will get a response or grant everything. I have never believed that this is true.”

"So I stopped performing miracles and stopped interfering in people's affairs in an attempt to reduce my influence, but it seems that it hasn't had much effect."

Yera could not hide the current situation of Manju Academy from her eyes. Unless she deliberately shielded herself from it, being in Sherag, she could naturally appear on every inch of the land and know everything that had happened.

It must be admitted that, as Lin Lu said, she protected Xie Lag too well, to the point that they could not withstand any storms and lost their fighting spirit and their own will.

Without God, people become so wretched, what would they be like?

"Sometimes, inaction is tantamount to indulgence. Your inaction becomes fertile ground for cultivating ambition and desire. It is precisely because of your inaction that they dare to use your name to do things for their own selfish desires, and even come up with the absurd theory that 'anything is permissible unless forbidden by God.'"

Lin Lu gently shook his head. He felt that Yela's laissez-faire attitude was not diminishing her influence, but rather condoning the growth of evil thoughts.

However, this was ultimately Yera's own business, and since Yera had already joined the Golden Tree, he couldn't interfere arbitrarily.

Despite his previous actions, now that they were all members of the Golden Tree, he still respected his companions' opinions.

"Yes, Mr. Yin, I have accomplished my mission. Your sister is there, unharmed. I have brought her back from the Heavenly Road."

Pointing to the snow leopard girl who was being held in Lani's arms and looked completely dazed, Lin Lu smiled and patted Silver Gray's shoulder.

"...Thank you for your generosity."

Even though their last conversation was just a short time ago, SilverAsh felt as if a lifetime had passed since their last meeting.

He stood there, as easygoing and carefree as ever, as if he didn't care about anything. But SilverAsh could no longer treat this partner with the same attitude he used to.

The gap between humans and gods is so vast. The storm clouds that shroud the sacred mountain and the dazzling golden light that cuts through the sky are both powers that mortals can hardly attain.

How can one remain calm when faced with a colossal being that could crush you like an ant at any moment? Should one treat it like an ordinary person?

It's impossible. No matter how much you try to fake it, you can't achieve natural communication.

The distance of less than a meter was already separated by an invisible barrier, severing the boundary between man and god.

Moreover, this great deity is even more powerful than the faith of the Snow Realm.

If he wasn't mistaken, the girl named 'Yera' was their god, Yeragand, right?

Thanks to the keen eyesight and inherent abilities of young people, SilverAsh can see things more clearly.

He clearly saw the enormous body fall from the sky, unable to defeat the golden figure with wings on its back, which is not hard to understand.

Their god, who had truly been defeated in the struggle, now stands here, like the most ordinary young girl.

Even though he wasn't a devout believer, he felt an indescribable sense of collapse.

"Why should you be afraid of me? Do you act this way when you're negotiating partnerships with those big companies?"

Lin Lu smiled and tucked the dazed snow leopard girl into Silver Gray's arms. Perhaps because she had encountered someone familiar, the girl instinctively hugged her brother, even curling up her tail.

“This… is different.”

He gently ruffled his younger sister's hair, a fleeting look of longing crossing his face. It seemed that there had been no close family communication between them since when. Because he was worried that the attack on him would bring trouble to his family, he didn't even dare to go home often.

However, that kind of life will end starting today.

Even the gods have fallen...

When the banner of 'Yelagand' could no longer protect them, the so-called Manjushri Academy and the so-called Council of the Three Races were nothing but primitive and backward things.

If there were no need for forbearance, Karan Trade could easily overthrow them with its current strength.

As Lin Lu just said, God has protected them too well. The so-called army is like a domesticated pet dog. It only has the ability to bully the poor. What kind of fighting power does it have?

“Nothing is different. I admire you, Enciodes. You deserve to stand on a bigger stage, and the Golden Tree can be your guide.”