"But God also exists, but he is not the one that people like. He may be uglier, more evil, more dull... and even without any wisdom."
"The first group of people who established this kind of cognition were judged as heretics by humans."
"They were banished directly to face the gray fog. Many years passed and people thought they were dead, but not only are they not dead, they seem to have gained special abilities to survive in the gray fog."
“These people are coming back with anger.”
The sound described sounds like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.
"They thought they held the truth, and thus the dispute began."
"This is the story of the Eclipse Church." Sixus's head popped up again. "There are many versions about the origin of these people. This is the most credible one."
"But does this have anything to do with the issue we are discussing now?"
Hitzfeld asked.
"Don't tell me that the name God Devourer didn't refer to a real god from the beginning?"
When asking the question, Hitzfeld was half joking.
But she waited three seconds.
Five seconds.
no answer.
"If this is a joke," she said, the lights beginning to blind her, "it's a complete failure."
“It’s basically what you think.”
Villefort spoke again.
"Of course, not everyone thinks so... The vast majority of people, including myself, believe that some God Devourers are truly gifts from God. They are not organs of evil gods as the evil followers slandered."
Then he paused.
"Although this kind of parasitism gives people a bad feeling..."
"There are currently two mainstream views on this issue." Sixus came to explain. "The first one is what you are worried about, and it is also what the heretics have been constantly promoting. They say that all gods are actually 'evil gods' - of course they don't call them that, they usually call them 'ancient gods' - they say that what the God Devourers accept is the flesh and blood of the ancient gods, and humans should abandon those false beliefs in imaginary gods and give everything they have to the gray fog."
"The second one."
"The second is naturally to insist that the gods like the Goddess of Jiyang and the Goddess of Ice and Snow really exist." The purple-haired loli spread her hands, "and they exist in the appearance that humans like."
"So what does Sixus think about this?"
"My words..." Sixus murmured.
"I guess it's both possibilities."
"Those ancient tombs may contain the legacy of the gods, but they are more likely to contain things that are unclean for humans."
"The Devourers who were able to survive and have a long lifespan should have received the true legacy. Those who died quickly and whose organs looked grotesque and ugly after being combined were probably contaminated by evil spirits."
"There is a contradiction in this theory. Why would the corpse of the god take the initiative to get so close to humans? They question whether this is 'similar to evil behavior'. After all, this is a parasite and it is harmful to the human body."
"And my personal understanding of this is that ... this is probably not God's responsibility."
"Those corpses, no matter what, they are all dead. Even if some of them are still alive, they have long lost their will in life. It doesn't make sense to say that God is actively controlling and polluting humans in this way."
“I think it’s an instinct.”
"Perhaps this is the way they passed down their legacy. Perhaps... when they made this decision, they believed that humans could bear it."
"But now it's no longer possible..."
Her head drooped lower and lower, and her deep eyes stared at Hitzfeld.
“I think this is our own problem.”
"Either we have degenerated."
"Or maybe, compared to the past, compared to the time when gods still existed, this world is missing something important."
“So we can’t do it.”
"It's even hard to tell whether this inheritance is a gift or a curse."
Chapter 8 Mr. Heidegger
"Don't teach her so many wrong ideas!"
Villefort's voice interrupted, "These are just your personal guesses. They have not been confirmed! They even lack basic recognition!"
"Anyone who disagrees with me is an ape."
Hitzfeld saw the purple-haired loli's face fall, and she muttered in a voice that only they could hear.
"These slow-witted apes, what else could it be? I have studied these things for a lifetime, and these laymen think they know better than me after hearing some legends..."
"Sixus! What are you talking to her about?"
"I'm telling her about the precautions of the Devourer." Sixus looked up and smiled, which seemed so fake to Hitzfeld, "What's the problem... Director?"
The two men began to battle wits from a distance, while Hitzfeld was still thinking about what he had just heard.
It would certainly be inaccurate to describe it as shocking, but it does make people... well... surprised.
It turns out that the core idea of the Eclipse Church is this... They don't think they are following the evil god, but rather they think they are the savior. Only by embracing the gray fog and merging with it can humans have a future.
Well, what kind of mentally ill person would blatantly say that he has a problem with his brain?
Every madman insists that he is right until he is killed. There is no shortage of paranoid people in this world, nor is there a shortage of people who are easily deceived.
There are also two factions of Devourers.
A divine devourer who truly received the gift of divine organs.
And the Devourer who was contaminated by the flesh and blood of the evil god.
Let Hitzfeld think about it herself, she actually tends to agree with Sixus's point of view. That is, most of the so-called "divine corpses" have nothing to do with gods, and touching them rashly will not bring good results.
After all, there are not so many gods.
Even if a corpse is divided into many parts, it is far from enough to produce enough parts for a group to develop resistance - a huge base number of variables and changes.
So they should think that I am the first type, and that what I possess are indeed the eyes of God.
When he thought of this, Hitzfeld felt a little uneasy.
Because she was not really sure... because she had seen the relief illustrations at the end of the Book of Howl, and according to the hints in those illustrations, her left eye was most likely not from the Sun King, but from an extremely terrifying evil monster.
The Sun King dug out its eyes, sealed it, and used his own divine blood and power to pollute the eyes, making it no longer tyrannical and able to be used to suppress other evil spirits.
——These were all her guesses after she saw the reliefs.
If you look at it this way, there is a barely explicable explanation for why her body could still hold on: because that was not the eye of God, it would not squeeze the body as violently as a God's organ.
And there is also the existence of the collar seal. The divine blood, divine power, and seal left by the goddess work together to fight against the power of the evil god. Many powers on both sides are offset in the process of this confrontation. This may be the reason why she can withstand this eye.
Then, do the various abilities I gained from my eyes belong to the Sun King or to that evil god or monster?
This is what most disturbs Hitzfeld.
Even though she had tried to control this thing and succeeded once, it was still related to evil gods and monsters after all.
Moreover, it was the kind of monster that needed to be sealed by the most powerful goddess herself, not the thing that was contemptuously called "Desire Abnormality No. 2" by the big book in the Gray Mist Temple.
Is it really okay to have something like this in my body?
Can I really control it like I planned?
A layer of haze covered her heart, and she gradually became less calm than when she first came in.
And there is Daniel Vista, who has repeatedly targeted me, perhaps because he thinks that the Devourers are untrustworthy.
This is by no means a pure guess, like those old-fashioned pedants...what they are best at is to characterize people based on one-sided impressions.
He even accused the security agents who were not Devourers of God, accusing them of being at risk of turning into monsters and defecting. He suspected that his eyes were "not clean" and that the distortion might be normal.
At this moment, a cold finger touched the girl's neck.
She shuddered and came out of her thoughts, and saw Sixus lowering his head and leaning closer, seeming to study the black leather collar she was wearing.
"Why do you always wear this thing?" The purple-haired Lolita asked in confusion, "I can't find the opening to remove it...how do you put it on?"
"I don't know." This was all Hitzfeld could say.
"Maybe someone cut off my head, put this on, and then attached my neck."
"Do you think you are humorous?" Sixus pinched her cheek and raised his lips in intoxication. "Now, tell me, do you know why they are targeting you?"
"Yes." The girl nodded. "They think I'm a potential traitor. Although there are sporadic cases that prove that a God Devourer like me is more likely to die in obscurity."
Yes.
So she almost understood why the White Shadow Palace had not summoned her until now.
May contain the seeds of evil gods.
Although this is just a slander.
A guess.
But as long as the possibility is not zero, they will never allow a God Devourer of unknown origin to meet Sarah VII.
So that's why people like Annabel Villefort are so eager to develop their abilities.
On the one hand, of course, this ability is useful for the current case.
On the other hand, they also wanted to prove that she was not a monster.
This was their protection for her.
"In fact, you would have had more time to prove yourself." Villefort shook his head, "If the situation had not been tense due to a series of accidents..."
"It's no use saying anything now."
Sixus snorted.
"Okay, detective, now you understand the whole story. Now I'm going to apply some liquid on your head. Don't resist."
"First, tell me what the potion is."
Hitzfeld frowned.
"Didn't he say he was just asking questions?"
She was referring to Villefort's previous comfort to her.
"He has deceived more people than you have eaten rice." Sixus sneered, "To trust him? This is not like you... Maybe the dose of tranquilizer Lu Xier gave you was too much."
"Don't worry, it's a modified echoing agent." She continued, "Prusione mixed it herself. I don't have the ability to do it... If you don't believe me, you should at least believe her, right?"
Ignoring her nonsense, Hitzfeld soon felt some cold liquid falling on his forehead.
Twelve drops.
She counted it, and it was this number.
Sixus stretched out ten slender and white fingers, dipped them in the liquid medicine, and rubbed them continuously on the surface of her forehead.
As the medicine gradually seeped into her scalp, she felt her consciousness beginning to drift.
My thoughts are sinking.
This is the manifestation of dreaming.
When she was able to control her body again and opened her eyes to "see", she found that she had returned to that terrible nightmare.
The ground cracked.
The rivers are dry.
The ground was littered with ruins and bones.
The only difference is that the surroundings have become empty.
The tree... the strange black tree dancing in the wind was gone.
My mind was moved.
Hitzfeld discovered that she could feel her left eye strongly.
Oh, not strictly speaking the left eye.
