470 The Best Braggart Ever (2/2)
Francis said seriously, ”the so-called 'nothing', 'chaos', and 'the original point of space and time' are all based on human understanding and are still within the human imagination. But the existence of my Lord exceeds any definition, meaning, concepts, logic, material, spirit, and language. It is indescribable; it is undescribable.”
Francis' words were even more incomprehensible than that of Leviathan. All the priests, including Nena, could not find a clue at all.
Francis smiled, ”I come from the country in the desert to the East. In my country, a famous wise man whose name is Lucien Evans once put it in this way…”
Lucien Evans, the wise man… Lucien almost burst out laughing himself, but he managed to force it back.
However, the priests and the listeners only caught the fact that Francis came from the East. They wondered if the power of Ell had spread across the East.
”He said that our observation of any objects in this world is based on our body and soul. Therefore, the information we obtained would never be comprehensive. For example, when we see light, we think light does not have a specific color. But if we see light through a bubble or a crystal, we know that light is in fact colorful. Therefore, our understanding is the mundane understanding. And our understanding can never describe the real almighty being, which is my Lord.
”Therefore, the existence of my Lord exceeds any definition, meaning, concept, logic, material, spirit, and language. Even the idea of 'nothing' is far from being capable of defining the Lord. In other words, any mundane attempt trying to define the existence of God is a kind of profanity.”
Francis' words refreshed all the priests' understanding of god. In the past, their understanding of god was too shallow to step out of the ordinary person's mindset. But… their god, who made their presence and power felt from time to time, seemed to fail the standard of divinity.
Lucien also stood up and smiled. ”My Lord has an existence, and also has not. My Lord is the nothing; he is also the everything. My lord shall not be defined by any means, no property, no difference, no shape, no space, no limit, no concept… My Lord is supreme by nature. My lord does not need faith or worshipping.
”But we human need faith. We need to be saved. Therefore, our perception of the true lord became the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption in a lower level of concept. He is the avatar of the true lord, an avatar that we can worship.
”We only need to worship the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption. We make heartfelt confessions, and then we can be saved. We can never understand or describe the true lord, and the true lord does not need our understanding or description. We can never affect the true lord, neither will the true lord try to affect the world.”
Francis nodded in agreement. Leviathan's explanation was indeed very impressive, which showed that he was obviously a genius in theology. However, this explanation was still too complicated to be used in preaching.
However, Francis found this young man to be a bit suspicious and wondered if there was something wrong with him.
Lucien smiled to himself when he explained. An existence that would never be affected and would never affect anything, an existence that any discussion on which was meaningless — according to the Occam's Razor theory, such an existence didn't even need to exist. If the existence of god was really like this, Lucien could safely conclude that god was dead.
Anything that had an influence on this world must more or less left some traces, must could be explored and explained.
The confused crowd caught the main point in Lucien's words — No matter what, they had to follow the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption. This God was very powerful!
Nena, the priest of the Lord of War, could not find any way to object. She felt a chill went up her spines, her right fist clenching tight. As a follower of the Lord of War, she was not good at smart articulation, however, she had got power to eliminate the enemies.
Lucien felt that the way Francis looked at him had changed, so he quickly switched the style of his talking. ”Don't even try to pry into the real lord, or you'll be infected by this unknown power and be twisted into nameless monsters in forever pain.”
The listeners, including the priests, subconsciously stopped what they were thinking immediately. It sounded so horrible!
However, after a second thought, they believed that a real powerful god should be just like this.
Francis slightly shook his head. This young man and the belief he represented still could not get rid of the use of intimidation commonly seen in primitive religions. He was still confined by his surrounding environment, such a waste of his talent…
From afar, Ell was looking at the debate stage attentively. The clusters of fire in his eyes flickered peacefully, carrying the power to purify.
He murmured to himself,
”Is that… me?
”Am I that powerful?”