Myth: I am God!

Chapter 81 The Changes in Canaan

Time will forge legends and epics.

Those stories, passed down by word of mouth, became distorted and unbelievable...

And ultimately it became absurd...

In the winter following Arah's death, the first Canaanites who had followed the Messiah to Canaan began to die one after another due to old age...

This included the clan elder, who had no children and left no descendants.

But before he died, many old Canaanites came to visit him.

People asked him what his achievements were in his life, what was worth remembering...

He said that the proudest thing he had ever done was to hand over a scroll to Ara Messiah.

And now, the scroll contains the nine commandments that the Canaanites were required to observe...

After saying this, the clan elder died with a smile on his face.

However, the old Canaanites did not tell him...

In the short few months following Yara's death.

Few people followed the Nine Commandments after that...

Years later, the number of old Canaanites who had followed Yara and remembered his instructions was far fewer than those of the newcomers who had migrated there, married, and had children...

Originally, after Ara's death, because Isaac was still young and Sarah was a woman, Pockmarked Man naturally became the new leader of Canaan. He was a staunch follower of Ara and therefore always followed Ara's management style.

However, he lacked Arah's prestige, and perhaps he could still govern the original Canaanites.

But as more and more people arrived, and married, had children, and settled in Canaan, they began to settle down.

Management methods for people with pockmarked faces are no longer as effective...

Although most Canaanites considered themselves God's chosen people and still referred to Canaan as "the land given by God."

But most of them ignored the teachings of the Nine Commandments.

And because he was annoyed by the pockmarked face's nagging,

The Canaanites even banded together, ousted Pockmarked Face from management, and murdered him one night, dumping his body in the wilderness and staging it as an unfortunate wild animal attack...

To protect themselves, the priests gradually stopped mentioning the Nine Commandments, focusing instead on praising Aaron's great deeds and achievements, portraying him as a pure hero and idol, rather than the Messiah...

In addition, with the gradual prosperity of commerce, slaves reappeared on the land of Canaan. The Canaanites who enjoyed the fertile land were not satisfied with their small fortune. They brandished whips and lashed the slaves so that they would grow high-quality grapes and fruits in large quantities.

Meanwhile, the Corinthian-style prostitution industry in the taverns expanded to every corner of Canaan.

Eight years later...

Some people even started enshrining statues of the Olympian gods in their homes...

This is the end.

Those few righteous people who still yearn for the Messiah and believe in God...

Only then did I truly believe—

Canaanites.

He has completely forgotten the Nine Commandments...

same year.

Isaac was eighteen years old.

He was in Grandpa Tyr's yard.

He was attentively listening to his grandfather Tyr's final words of advice:

"I have nothing left to give you..."

"Your swordsmanship has reached the limit that ordinary people can achieve, roughly at the level of a Bronze Warrior..."

"Add to that your tireless, rapid recovery ability, and you should be able to defeat an ordinary Silver Warrior..."

Old Tyr had aged considerably. He was no longer as upright as he had been years ago; his beard and hair were completely white, the muscles in his arms were loose, and the skin visibly sagged...

The murderous aura that once threatened to keep strangers away was gone from his eyes; instead, they exuded a gentleness and a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

"Grandpa Tyr, how big is the gap between me and Perseus?"

Isaac was as tall as his father, but a little stronger.

There's a hint of Yara in her eyes and brows...

What's most striking are his golden eyes, as if they hold a piece of gold.

Old Tyr chuckled upon hearing this. He looked at Isaac, who had grown into a man and was even half a head taller than him, his eyes gleaming as he gazed into the distance, seemingly looking at distant memories.

"He's a little better than you..."

"He passed the Golden Warrior's Trial five years ago."

"He was the youngest Golden Warrior in history...and a strong heir to the throne. Some officials and wealthy merchants of commoner origin wanted to curry favor with him, and even proposed granting Perseus the title of hero and building a second monument in the Hall of Heroes..."

When old Tyr said this...

Isaac, who had been full of confidence, immediately lost his spirit.

Just like when he was a child, he still couldn't catch up with him...

However, he was already used to it.

After all, he's someone else's child; he should just stay in bed.

Why don't we go back and eat the honey bread that Sister Xiajia makes?

At this moment, old Tyr reminded him:

"Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, your birthday is coming up soon..."

"You need to go to the Canaan Council Hall as soon as possible..."

"You are Yara's child, and you should rightfully inherit your father's position upon reaching adulthood..."

Isaac nodded in agreement.

Seeing that it was getting late, already dusk,

So he packed his things and waved goodbye to old Tyr.

Since his father's death, Isaac's life had been very simple. He had little contact with outsiders and his life consisted mainly of sword practice, reading, and prayer. Therefore, he was not very familiar with Canaan's current situation...

But I imagine it's just like the wilderness and distant mountains, unchanged...

He was thinking about it.

He planned to follow his grandfather Tyr's instructions and go to the council hall in the town center first.

Canaan is quite large now, with several thousand people. If a wall were built, it would be a small city-state.

As Isaac walked down the street, he attracted curious and concerned glances from those around him. The older Canaanites greeted him warmly, saying, "Hey, Isaac, what brings you to the streets today?"

"I need to take care of something."

Amidst the pleasantries, and with Isaac's signature golden eyes appearing, some of the new Canaanites who had never seen Isaac before realized... that was the legendary son with golden eyes, Isaac...

After Isaac left,

Some people asked curiously, "Why are his eyes golden?"

Some older Canaanites, however, offered a more serious explanation: "Because he witnessed a miracle when he was young, the image of that god was reflected in his pupils, so his eyes turned golden..."

Amidst the surprised and skeptical gazes of the crowd, Isaac's figure disappeared into the street.

......

Parliament hall, entrance.

Isaac looked at the building.

This council chamber has been rebuilt many times over the past decade or so.

It started as a wooden house, then stone bricks and tiles were added. Shortly after Yara's death, they somehow acquired a lot of marble and granite and built the council hall into a very grand structure, resembling a small palace.

And when Isaac stepped into the council chamber...

One of the people inside spotted Isaac, rubbed his eyes, and looked him up and down many times before finally confirming it.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Isaac? You're Isaac?"

"Why are you here?"

Isaac was a little confused. He frowned and looked at the man, saying:

"It's me, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa Tyr asked me to take over my father's position..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

But the man darted inside.

It's a bit strange that only Isaac was left.

The man seemed particularly terrified; he ran into the inner hall...

He yelled at several men who were having fun with prostitutes: