Only God-Chapter 518 - 445: The God Who Wants to Return to the Mortal World

Chapter 518: Chapter 445: The God Who Wants to Return to the Mortal World

The unnamed judge finally laughed.

Under the gaze of all the heroes, the statue-like judge suddenly fell to the ground and then burst into laughter as if he had been holding it in for a long time. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

The sharp laughter shook the ground.

Several heroes failed to stand firmly and fell harshly on the barren land, then broke into loud laughter as well; they had finally succeeded, they embraced each other, laughed together, and shared the glory of passing the trial.

Some heroes immediately took out the fine wine they had brought from the Great Plain, cried tears of joy, and sang and drank merrily, celebrating their passage through the most cunning trial while the joking dwarf suddenly leapt up, wrapped his arms around Baird’s neck, and loudly declared his victory.

Accompanied by the laughter of the unnamed judge, the heroes were infected by it and immersed in the atmosphere of celebration. This was the most challenging trial they had ever faced, one that pushed them to the brink, but victory ultimately belonged to them and only them.

The heroes believed that even if the remaining three trials were combined, they would not be as difficult as this sixth trial.

Amid the celebratory atmosphere, the unnamed judge slowly stood up. He tried several times, finally managed to contain his laughter, and returned to his unsmiling, statue-like demeanor.

Baird stood in front of the unnamed judge, and for some reason, he felt an inexplicable disgust towards this judge, yet, the hero still wore a friendly smile on his face.

The unnamed judge, wrapped in a black robe, stared directly at Baird, as if assessing something.

"Judge, sir, we have passed your trial,"

Baird said.

"Congratulations."

The voice of the unnamed judge was hoarse,

"It seems it won’t be long before you leave the Netherworld."

Baird neither nodded nor shook his head, his eyes filled with boundless conviction.

The unnamed judge took all this in,

"I have seen the answer in your eyes,

but I want to remind you,

whatever you have to go through, whatever the result is, do not ever touch the taboo."

Baird was puzzled; he didn’t understand why the unnamed judge said this.

"The consequences of touching the taboo are more than you can bear."

The unnamed judge scoffed, then his body turned into black mist and disappeared without a trace.

Baird turned around, engraving the judge’s words in his mind, then he looked at the heroes immersed in celebration, smiled slightly, and raised his glass amid the cheers to celebrate their victory.

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Endowed with a divine mission, Schiller strove with all his might to uncover the mysteries of the soul’s depths—this was no secret among God’s Great Angels.

The Great Angels both believed and feared whether Schiller could fulfill his mission.

Of course, they believed Schiller, a fellow Great Angel chosen by God, could fulfill this mission; they would never doubt God.

But they still feared that Schiller could not bear the weight of the mission.

The Great Angels had no doubts about God’s decisions because they were Angels born from God’s spirit, creatures made by God; their doubts lay with Schiller.

Among the Great Angels, Solamus and Maisy were the most concerned.

The former was the Archangel envied by Schiller, while the latter was the Archangel who had witnessed the Elves’ split alongside Schiller.

They hoped God would retract that command, but they had no sufficient reasons to persuade God.

God had also seen their concern, He had consoled and listened to them.

As a result, in these recent days, the spirits and Angels of the Holy Realm often saw Maisy and Solamus accompanying God on His left and right, basking in the supreme glory of His light.

As they spent these days beside God, the two Great Angels gradually saw God’s thoughts on the new era.

"God... do you want people to choose the direction of the era themselves?"

This greatly puzzled Maisy.

From previous conversations with God, Maisy had sensed that God expected humans to follow a better path, to foster more goodness and righteousness, and even mutual love—an expectation Maisy also harbored as, in his view, humans remained unchanged and were always like those who had killed himself.

Yet, unexpectedly, God seemed not to want to meticulously arrange the direction of the world.

It seemed what God wanted to do was to grant humanity the strength to ascend and to prepare a Heavenly Road of goodness and righteousness.

"Maisy, kindness is good, but the kindness of laws is meaningless,"

Chen Yi softly explained to the two Great Angels. In their memories, God never reprimanded nor showed anger.

"That’s indeed the case."

Maisy nodded his head, although he felt something was amiss, he had nothing to argue.

If Schiller were here, he would surely say: the kindness of laws is better than the corruption of freedom.

Maisy thought to himself.

However, he felt he was not as extreme as Schiller.

Since Schiller had walked through Hell, the half-man, half-snake Great Angel had grown skeptical of human goodness and evil.

As Solamus and Maisy followed God, they walked to a lakeside. Maisy bent down, casually touched the water’s surface, and the water rippled and immediately produced a begonia from the water.

Chen Yi stopped, gazing at the flower.

The Great Angel’s soul was as beautiful as this Begonia.

And only the Holy Realm, which could spontaneously generate a Begonia, could bear the soul of the Great Angel.

Maisy was slightly embarrassed, he had simply thought it amusing to raise the Begonia on a whim.

At that moment, God suddenly asked,

"What do you think would happen if I went to the Mortal World?"

The two Great Angels were first slightly startled, then jumped at the abruptness of the question.

After a long moment, the two Great Angels slowly regained their composure, seemingly hesitant to speak.

The Great Angel Chief glanced at Maisy, signaling him to speak first.

Maisy began,

"God, how do you wish to go to the Mortal World?

Would you go as I once did, with nothing, directly to the Mortal World.

If so..."

Maisy hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to continue.

"Go on."

Quickly, he received God’s consent.

"If so...

Even if it were God going to the Mortal World, the people would execute Him."

Maisy said carefully.

Having received God’s consent, he was unafraid of how irreverent his words might seem.

Solamus then spoke,

"God, are you just speaking offhand, or... have you prepared?"

"Either way, I do not wish you to go to the Mortal World.

In this world, good and righteous people are indeed rare."

Maisy nodded in agreement, the past experiences, even after nearly ten thousand years, still brought great pain to the Great Angels.

"Look at the earth, compared to Heaven, the land is just barren, filled with unfilling stones.

Goodness and justice are like those stones, not taken by people to satisfy hunger but a burden on their shoulders, and of course, when people are desperately hungry, they would cast those stones aside.

And when people fight, they load the stones named ’goodness and justice’ into slings, throwing them forcefully to take another’s life, making each other bleed and weep."

Having said this, Maisy paused, then continued,

"God, in this world, only one power makes people willing to bear the burden of stones, and that is the miracle.

If you were to perform miracles, then everything would be different.

You could turn those stones into wheat, and then the people of the world would be as thankful and submissive as tamed livestock, treasuring every stone they carry, unwilling to drop them even in death, for no longer would they be a laborious burden, but life-sustaining wheat, bringing wealth and satiation."

God then turned around, softly saying,

"People worship nothing but miracles."

Maisy then nodded,

"Yes, otherwise why would they have executed me?"

Solamus couldn’t help but laugh out, Maisy’s candid tone made the statement somewhat amusing coming from him.

The Great Angel Chief quietly said,

"God, perhaps you think too highly of humanity.

With feet planted on the earth, how could one be flawless?"

Chen Yi looked at his Great Angel Chief, smiling,

"I understand the nature of humanity better than you do."

Both Great Angels nodded slightly, unable to refute this, after all, the language humanity relied on today was bestowed by God.

"If Schiller were here, he would surely wish for the most brutal trials to test human hearts, he would turn the land into stones without a single wheat stalk, so that the good are rewarded and the wicked suffer eternally."

Maisy suddenly said this, then he raised a smiling face, softly adding,

"However, perhaps that is why he isn’t God."

The candid words of the Great Angel lingered in Chen Yi’s ears, He smiled, noncommittal.

God’s gaze merely turned towards the distance, quietly saying,

"But I indeed wish to walk upon the earth once again.

That truly is... a past worth remembering."

Solamus slightly widened his eyes as he stared at God.

Years of being together allowed him to perceive a hint of irrefutability in God’s words.

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