471 sWho Am Is (2/2)

They walked off the stage, and the followers immediately surrounded them. Their eyes were written with great hope for redemption.

They were all followers of the Lord of Fire, and Destruction. Hearing Lucien's words, they preferred the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption to the horrible Avando, as what they longed for was the hope of ascending to the Pure Land, instead of being driven by the fear of the bloodthirsty Avando.

Francis smiled but did not say anything. He was waiting to observe Lucien's response and he didn't even try to hide his intention.

Lucien spoke in a soothing tone, ”the almighty Ell always shows mercy. My Lord would never abandon this world full of pain. Instead, my Lord is willing to serve as a bridge, connecting the two worlds to save you all from the endless cycle of pain. Supreme as my Lord, as long as you pray and confess devoutly and act out of kindness, your wish will be heard by Him.

”This is also where the supremacy of my Lord lies: You believe, and then the Lord will be in your heart. I am not superior to any of you, instead, I merely heard the Lord's instruction earlier than you. I will be your mentor, guiding you to see the almighty Ell in your own heart and then to be saved. I am not a priest, but an initiator.”

Lucien had his principle: He was never willing to make a fortune out of these followers. Although it was already not the first time that he used divinity to achieve his purpose, he never intended to turn himself into the biggest beneficiary.

If it had not been that Francis and Anheuse were right here, Lucien would like to share with them how he understood superego, ego, and the inner self.

Then Lucien wondered if he was addressing too much about the inner peacefulness. Perhaps, he was on his way shaping something like Buddhism.

Hearing Lucien's words, the followers almost burst into tears. Never had they heard something like this before from a priest — in most cases, they were frightened and threatened.

Francis was a bit amused. In his eyes, Leviathan was such an innocent young man who just joined the Secret Praying Congress but still had his own set of belief. Yet it made sense to Francis, as such a young man who made the previous speech should have his own understanding of divinity.

”Dear initiator, how should we pray? How can we see the almighty Lord Ell in our mind?” Asked one of the followers.

Lucien put on a soft smile, ”Anheuse, our another initiator, will tell you the prayer later. Before you pay, you have to learn how to put aside all your emotions first, including your joy, pain, and worries.”Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

The specific prayer had to be modified after today's debate.

”Put aside…” repeated the followers thoughtfully.

”It's simple. You take a deep breath and then exhale… That's right, to release the emotions out…” Lucien showed them.

Lucien could not stay here for too long. Therefore, after leaving the followers to Anheuse, he went back to the hotel with Francis by oxcart.

”To save them, we have to save their mind first.” nodded Francis in the oxcart on their way back. He smiled and said, ”I thought the debate was a chance for discussing divinity and humanity, universals and primary substance, a priori and transcendent, but it turned out to be for bragging. You did very well.”

”Mr. Francis, you taught me a lot,” said Lucien, ”but since the Lord of War is involved, we cannot target at the God of Moon anymore.”

Francis shook his head. ”This's also a chance. You'll see.”

When the oxcart almost arrived at the hotel, a paper wad was darted fiercely through the curtain. As fast as an arrow, it was just an inch away from Lucien's face.

At this time, Francis raised his right hand and caught the paper wad rather easily.

Lucien slightly squinted — Francis was at least a senior-rank.

Someone on the street made a soft exclamation of surprise and then disappeared in the crowd.

As if Francis was exactly waiting for the paper wad, he did not even check it before opening it. After reading the message, he grinned. ”Here it comes.”

Lucien took the paper over and saw the message on it:

”Nena, The chief priest of the Lord of War, has given order to the God of Moon and the Lord of Underworld, asking them to attack you tonight in order to force the almighty Ell to reveal His presence, so they can kill the almighty Ell. The one among us six which makes the most contribution tonight will earn the place left. However, I am much more willing to work with the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption, as the Lord of War is such an unpredictable dictator. If the almighty Ell agrees, we'll meet each other in the middle of the river outside of the city before dawn.”

At the bottom, there was a symbol of the sun.

”Cooperation? Or a trap?” Lucien asked, pretending to be both excited and confused.

Francis shrugged. ”How should I know? Alright, let's get in the room first.”

Lucien walked in the room and saw Ell standing beside the window covered in a white robe. His imposing manner was as great as that of mountain chains. Ell was somehow different now.

Ell turned around when Lucien was still a bit confused. There was no fire in his eyes anymore, instead, his eyes now looked as deep and black as death. Ell put on an easy smile. ”Until today when I heard the debate, I finally realized that that Ell in the past wasn't the real Ell. Now, I finally have woken up from the chaos and obscuration.”

Lucien and Francis were shocked.