The Death Knell

As Lucifer narrated, Duma's thoughts also went to the distant past, the years that he had almost forgotten.

At that time, the eldest brother was still the deputy king of heaven and his father's favorite son, while he was an ordinary archangel standing at the last place under the white corridor.

However, Lucifer loved every brother. He understood the meaning of love better than God. Although he was extremely arrogant and had a different temperament from the other brothers, this would not make him incompatible with others, but would make him More charming.

Naturally, Duma, like his brothers, loves to be by Lucifer's side. He, who has always been taciturn, likes that feeling.

There are very few entertainment activities in Seventh Heaven, but Big Brother can always find something to entertain everyone, such as secretly observing the world of God's shepherds, which is of course one of them.

And they saw another interesting creature on the earth called human beings. Their father said that they were the descendants of Adam and Eve, rebelled against heaven, and were born to suffer.

But Lucifer doesn't see it that way. He believes that living is one state, and living in pain is another.

That's too cruel. Human souls are bound in fragile bodies. They have endless possibilities, but they are afraid of everything.

The guardian angel still remembers his brother hugging him and lying on the edge of the white clouds, looking down at the world from the sky.

Poor and naked half-humans are even afraid of their own shadows in the sun, afraid of the dangerous world, and afraid of everything in the dark.

Not knowing God's true name, they created the greatest psychological comfort they could, driven by fear.

That is, God.

But they had no language to give form to these imaginary gods, so the first gods were thin gray shadows, without shape or speech, attracted only by the foolish desires of their followers.

Before humans gained the ability to use language to convey thoughts, a full three hundred thousand years had passed. People created various gods from dreams, imagination, and hallucinations before death, and gave them their own imagination. meaning.

For example, if a great ape is afraid of the dark, then he imagines a guardian angel of his own, thinking that it is stronger than the darkness and can protect him at night.

For example, if the other half is afraid of the cold, he will also imagine another patron saint to give himself more psychological comfort in the severe cold.

Because there is no language to communicate, abstract things like God cannot be described. Therefore, in ancient times, everyone had their own God, and one person could even conceive of countless gods.

For three hundred thousand years, these shadows have been the only gods, and the connection between them and humans is extremely close.

But when humans had language, more specific gods began to appear. For example, when talking about the god of thunder, people will always think of Thor; when talking about the sun god, people will think of Apollo.

These gods who have names, can be described in words, and have been told about are the old gods.

Corresponding to the old gods, the alien gods are called new gods.

In this process, people also regained their faith in God and knew the true name of Jesus, so God, the Creator, returned to people's vision and recognition.

But the question arises, what about the gods who were defined but had no names in the silent era of the past? Where did they go?

"Other stable and descriptive gods emerged, and those who were forgetful and silent were ignored."

Lucifer gave his brother some time to think. He knew Duma could think of it, so he folded his arms and said slowly:

"But they don't need much faith to persevere. As long as there are occasional heartfelt prayers that are not directed to anyone, it is enough for them to grow."

When people subconsciously say, 'Oh, thank God,' 'Ah, my God,' that's when they gain faith.

Maybe the person involved doesn't think there's anything strange about it, it's just a sigh of relief when something comes to mind, but as long as the emotions are aroused, there will definitely be faith.

Those amorphous, disgusting gods like flies floating in the sea are the gods of silence.

Some people may say that there is a fly floating in the sea. Isn’t it disgusting?

Then imagine that the sea is filled with countless densely packed flies. They stir their moist wings in layers, dyeing the entire sea black.

In fact, when Constantine came to ask himself and Lucifer tried to write the names of these gods, but found that humans could not see or understand them, he was basically certain that the gods of the past had returned.

These gods are not easy to deal with. Human beings originally created them to fight against fear, so their strength is always a little higher than the limit that humans can think of.

It is known that the margin of human thinking can be infinite, then they are 1+∞. Maybe their original strength is only a little bit like 1, but human imagination has given them wings of infinite possibilities.

Why? Because they were originally guardian spirits, people used imagination and dreams to give them powers stronger than what they feared.

The more people think about it, the stronger they become, secretly advancing with the times.

Now I'm afraid it has developed to the level of hyper-temporal flow, because people who know the existence of hyper-temporal flow will also inadvertently say "Oh, God."

So another silent god became stronger.

However, the lamb-like limitations of human beings prevent Lucifer from telling people the words "God of Silence". Most people will only see and hear meaningless symbols like ****.

As Satan who loves mankind, he can silence people, but he cannot stop what they are thinking.

Even the most ridiculous thing is that many people will be shocked by his beauty when they see Lucifer for the first time, and then say:

"Oh! My God!"

If this is the case, then everything they do is meaningless. Once something is shown that humans cannot understand, they will immediately sigh.

Of course, there is another way, which is to erase all human beings, dead or alive, within the known range of the hyper-time flow.

But the Prince of Hell will not allow such a thing to happen, he loves humans.

"Now there is a force being released on the earth that we cannot see, it only appears in silence, it is soaked in silence. A weak desire, I can recognize it because I have also been impatient and impatient. When I was farsighted, I created my own god..."

Smiling and saying treasonous words to his brother, Lucifer bared his teeth, because the only guardian of angels should be God, but Lucifer was once confused.

When he saw the ruthless true face of God, he didn't know where to go and hoped that something could help him.

In confusion, another silent god was born.

Duma put down the kettle, not blaming his eldest brother for his rebellious words, but there was more sympathy in his eyes.

He is not mute, but he only talks to God. If Lucifer becomes God one day, then it is time for him to speak.

"The new millennium has arrived. The torrent of faith and the expansion of human cognitive scope have provided the silent gods with more powerful power. This is very dangerous. Duma, I wonder if you have read novels written by humans?"

Lucifer reached out and picked a tomato, rubbed it on his body and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing quickly:

"For example, after watching "Lord of the Rings", many people will hope that they can have such a powerful ring and expect someone to give them this ring, so... it is illusory and unrealistic. Desire gave birth to a silent god."

"Things like this happen all the time. Little girls want magic fairy wands, and adults want to obtain real-life superpowers through unrealistic means. This not only affects the world, but also affects hell."

"If people's faith starts to flow again and their wishes come true, who will make a deal with the devil?"

"You don't need me to tell you what will happen to our world once hell fails, right? My brother Duma, by then the only thing you can protect will be a ball of farts."