Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 377 Doubt

What kind of energy is Holy Light? Evanson is not completely ignorant of it. At least he can recite the names and general functions of the skills of Paladins and Priests.

But what does it feel like to be affected by the Holy Light? He, a wild warlock, has never had this feeling.So after he felt uncomfortable after setting foot in this temple, he failed to recognize that this energy could be the Holy Light. In fact, he did not think about it at all.

The angel might be a creature like Naaru, and he had not considered this possibility.

Evenson was feeling distraught now. The amount of information was too great, like stuffing an elephant into a household refrigerator, and he couldn't handle it for a while.

The only thing he can be sure of is that if there are Naaru in this world, it is definitely not a good thing. It can even be said that the presence of creatures like Naaru in any world is not a good thing for mortals.

This is not to say that they are bad, after all, Naru appears as a great and upright person, but their methods of doing things are too extreme and inhumane, and they do not consider the feelings of others in order to achieve their goals.And this is because they are too pure.

Either pure light or extreme darkness, no compromise, black or white.

But mortals are obviously not suitable for this model. There is no way to be so pure. Mortals live in that compromise, which is gray.

If the world they live in is at the forefront of the confrontation between good and evil, and the confrontation is very fierce, then they can reluctantly accept Naaru, because that situation has forced them to stand in line.

This is why, whenever the threat of the Burning Legion is imminent, Naaru's value in Eglath will double, and heroes will surround him to encourage him. But when the Burning Legion retreats, who will remember that there are people in Shattrath City? a big light bulb

This is true in a world as turbulent as Azeroth, not to mention mortals living in a normal world. They will never accept Naaru's behavior, and will find Naaru very hypocritical and disgusting.

As for Evanson, he doesn't want to see these big white light bulbs. After all, he himself has turned gray to black. Well, the black refers to the camp and has nothing to do with luck, not at all.

"You seem to know something about angels. It feels like you know a lot more than us." Claire saw that Evanson fell into deep thought after listening to her introduction to the characteristics of angels, and her face became increasingly gloomy. , so she couldn't help but ask.

Evanson nodded. "There are records about this kind of creature in my inheritance. They are called Naaru. They are alien creatures that do not belong to any planet."

"I knew it." Melinda shook her head as if she knew everything. "Gods are all aliens. This is true in Norse mythology. Even angels are like this now. They really don't consider the views of believers at all. .”

"Then I have to remind you." Evanson shook his head at Melinda and said, "The Naruho Asgardians are different. They are pure creatures that represent absolute light and order. "

"This sounds good." Melinda tilted her head. Light and order, isn't this what today's human society has been pursuing?

"Not bad." Evanson shrugged. "There are about 5000 million kilometers between us and the sun. Therefore, when we stand on the earth, we can be said to be bathing in the brilliance of the sun, and we can thank the sun. A gift, but if I stuff you into the sun, you will turn into ashes before you reach the place."

"What's more," Evanson's tone became even lower, "The Naaru will not die when they disperse into the light.

When entering reincarnation, it will turn into extreme darkness, just like the sun turns into a supernova, destroying everything around it. "

"Sure enough," Melinda put her hand on her forehead, "Gods are a bunch of careless guys." Then she said to Evanson with a bitter face, "Human beings have been praying for God's favor for thousands of years, but now I really hope , as long as he doesn’t cause trouble with us in the future.”

"What a majestic statement." God, can you please stop adding to the mess? Evanson felt that Melinda must be really fed up with those so-called gods if she could say such words that would make normal people's eyes drop.

Think about it, a Norse god almost pushed New York to the ground, and now there is an unreasonable Naaru, which would make anyone feel upset.

"But now I feel that things are even stranger." Evanson put his hands in front of his face and said, "How many Naru are there in this world? You have to know that there are ten angels under God."

Although in the book of Colossians, it is clearly stated that there are tens of millions of angels, Evanson believes that it is impossible for all of them to be Naaru. If the Naaru really have such a number, they can still resist the damn Burning Legion. I don’t think they can resist. The Legion of Light is pretty much the same.Therefore, only those named archangels could be Naaru.

"And if the angel is Naaru, then who is God?" Evenson asked a question.Angels are not created in the image of God. At the end of the world, redeemed people will be elevated above angels.This statement in [-] Corinthians clearly shows that angels and God are different.

"We can talk about this kind of thing later." Melinda felt a little dizzy after hearing these questions. "What we say now are all fruitless speculations. It's better to talk about it first. With your understanding of what Naru , will it affect the task at hand?"

"Unfortunately, this is the strangest thing about me." Evanson stretched out a finger and nodded. "We all know that hell has tampered with the world more than once, but whether it is God or those so-called angels, He never reacted."

"Although Naaru has no eyes, he cannot tolerate sand. In my opinion, it is very incredible that they did not force the world to convert to the Holy Light." Evanson said with a frown.For Naaru, even the allies he considers will find ways to pour the Holy Light into his body, let alone these mortals in the world who are not relatives.

"Could it be that you made a mistake?" Claire thought, since there are so many doubts, it is possible that you simply guessed the wrong target.

"I hope so." Evanson said noncommittally.

At this moment, the door to the room suddenly opened, and an action team member ran in in a panic, "Sir, something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Evanson's mood became even worse.

"We took Johnny Blaze to the black priest and asked them to perform a ritual to lift the curse." The action team member said quickly.

"There is something wrong with the ceremony." Evanson raised his eyebrows, but he was too busy thinking about things to watch, but forget it, since he knew the identity of the monk leader, he had roughly guessed the true purpose of the ceremony. .

"I don't know, but after this, the monks here wanted to kill the child, and Rumlow was leading people to confront them."

"The child we protect," Melinda suddenly yelled, and then added, "He is the key to us finding Locke."

"Just investigate the case. Why are you so anxious?" Evanson rubbed his ears that were so painful from the shock. "Let's go over and see what these guys want to do."