Chapter 50 Angels
Heaven, above the clouds.
In front of Valhalla.
Beside the Spring of Wisdom.
Yahweh planned to begin making the first batch of angels.
With a wave of his hand, the souls of over a hundred children flew to his side as if on command...
Most of the children who died in suffering remained in the same state as when they were alive, with tears in their eyes, their bodies covered in wounds, and they would occasionally let out sobs and cries...
When Yahweh heard the cries of children, a sense of sorrow would always rise in his heart.
These painful marks are like red-hot branding irons.
It has left an irreparable scar on the children's souls.
If these marks are not addressed, even if they are transformed into angels, they will live in fear and sorrow every day, and will find it difficult to muster the courage to face life anew.
therefore.
Yahweh's decision was to wipe away everything from these souls that had been defiled by the mortal world.
May the souls of these children return to the purest thing in the world.
So Yahweh drew forth the fountain of wisdom, moderating the backlash to a tolerable level, and gently cleansing those souls.
The spring water shimmered with a faint golden glow.
Like detergent, it washes away the turbidity and filth little by little.
To make that soul pure and holy again...
The crows watched intently, as if observing someone fixing horseshoes or washing carpets.
As the filth of those souls is gradually washed away.
It has an indescribable sense of comfort.
"alright."
The voice of Yahweh startled the dazed crows.
It flapped its wings and flew up, landing on Yahweh's shoulder and looking around curiously.
"This Fountain of Wisdom is quite good..."
"Literature can amplify growth, while martial arts can transform into droplets."
"And if done properly, it can even purify the soul."
Yahweh said with a smile.
Those hundred-odd pure souls stood orderly, like little figurines, above the clouds, trembling slightly, perhaps because they were still wet with spring water.
immediately.
Yahweh stretched out his hand, and in the center of his palm was the golden ring from Asgardian mythology.
That gold ring multiplied, one into two, two into three, three into a hundred...
Instantly, they transformed into countless golden rings, which flew out from Yahweh's hand.
Those golden rings, in accordance with God's will, became halos of angels, placed on the heads of those pure souls, and bound together with those spirits.
Thus, under the influence of the halo, these souls gradually stabilized and their consciousness gradually awakened.
Its whole body radiated a soft golden glow.
In that holy heaven, they seemed to be sons of platinum.
Yahweh saw that the fire was almost ready.
So he scooped a child up from the clouds and examined him closely...
He frowned, realizing that although the child's soul was reinforced by the gold ring.
However, there is too little soul essence in the soul...
Unless Yahweh actively infuses his soul with essence, making his soul fuller.
Otherwise, if it were directly stuffed into the body of an angel made of heavenly clouds and holy spring water.
It will most likely end up like the first experiment, where the soul is too weak to power the powerful body, causing the soul to collapse...
Of course, this time Yahweh can infuse these quasi-angels' souls with soul essence, making their soul strength sufficient to support the operation of their angelic bodies... but what about in the future?
There are only a little over a hundred angels now, but what if there are over a million angels in the future?
Yahweh didn't have the patience to infuse each of these angels with soul essence.
This will take up too much of his time...
Therefore, it is essential to construct an effective and automated system for acquiring soul essence...
In addition, there was the concept of the Heavenly Rank sequence that he had previously conceived.
Perhaps this could become an advancement system centered on "soul quality," much like the leveling paths centered on "spiritual energy" in the cultivation novels I read in my previous life...
"If that's the case... perhaps what a soul-based being can do is definitely not just resurrection and rebirth..."
While Yahweh was pondering this...
The crow suddenly spoke up from the side:
"Oh Lord, look! People in Argos are worshipping the Messiah!"
Upon hearing this, Yahweh looked curiously in the direction the raven's wings were pointing...
Sure enough, he saw the scene of residents worshipping the Messiah in the ruined city of Argos.
Before the temple was restored, it was to satisfy the citizens' strong demand for feudal superstition.
Dicttis first erected a statue of a hero in the center of the square...
Because the temple was destroyed, many people did not know where to pray or ask the gods for blessings.
So they simply took several wreaths and placed them in front of Yara's statue in the square, then knelt down to worship...
Although old habits are hard to break, most people worship Yara, but still chant the names of Zeus or Hera...
However, there are always some people, especially those deeply hurt by the Lion of Nemea, who genuinely worship Yara and pray to him as a god...
"Yara is too arrogant!"
"Why are you worshipping the Messiah before even worshipping the Lord?"
Seeing this, the crow became somewhat angry and made a move to descend to earth and have a good argument with Yara.
But Yahweh didn't open the door for it...
Yahweh doesn't really care whether mortals worship Him or not.
Even if no one in the world believes in Him, He was, is, and will always be...
At least for now, Yahweh only favors His Messiah among mortals.
The rest of us mortals had absolutely no interest...
Perhaps out of his conscience as a human being from a previous life, he might pity and sympathize with those who suffer, and might reach out to help some children... but that's about it.
What Yahweh is currently focusing on is not actually the objects of mortal worship...
Instead, it was rays of light emanating from their heads, somewhat similar to the sunlight produced by the sunflowers in Plants vs. Zombies...
"Is that...faith?"
Suddenly, Yahweh had a flash of inspiration, as if unlocking a long-sealed memory...
"Soul essence, the only way to obtain it is through faith..."
"Mortals are like lambs, and their souls are like wool."
"Soul essence only decreases, never increases; only a continuous supply of faith can maintain a balance with the consumption of soul essence..."
"If no one in the world had faith..."
"As the total amount of soul matter diminishes, the world will inevitably collapse..."
Yahweh gently recounted the truth that had resurfaced in his consciousness...
With these claims established, the problems that had troubled Yahweh for so long were immediately resolved.
"If faith can generate soul matter, then the idea of gods vying for faith makes sense..."
Yahweh glanced at the magnificent platinum palace beside him and stroked his chin.
Seeing the crow's confused look, he muttered to himself:
"Odin could build Valhalla... there's no reason why Zeus couldn't..."
"In other words, the Olympian gods most likely also possessed a hall similar to Valhalla..."
"Even after killing the gods, they can resurrect them by consuming a large amount of soul matter..."
"Therefore, in order to reserve enough resurrection coins for themselves, these gods constantly seize the faith of mortals, even using methods such as the Nemean Lion and heroic tales, employing both kindness and force to intensify their efforts to extract faith from mortals..."
Yahweh pondered, gazing at the bewildered faces of the quasi-angels in the distance.
"If that's the case, then I can use faith and the soul as my foundation..."
"The complete Celestial Rank sequence has been established."
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