Corneille once worshipped the goddess Hathor with the fanaticism of an elementary school student, but at home, his sister Camilla's calm analysis of the power of God and religious ideas eliminated his religious enthusiasm. Thinking about it now, the gap between him and his sister was really too big. When he was still "studying" for a primary school degree, his sister, who was three years older than him, had already reached the level of a scholar. The memory is a warm one, as the genius sister and the foolish brother discussed profound topics, there was a plate of burnt cookies in the background. The inspiration for Camilla to make cookies was that Corneille received a gift from a classmate. He shared the cookies with bear patterns on them with his sister, but his sister was not in a good mood. When Camilla made the cookies, her face turned even darker. Camilla had high demands on herself, so she didn't throw them away. Instead, she slowly chewed over these failures and punished herself with the bitter taste. Gao Naiyi didn't understand what was going on at the time, so she grabbed the biscuit and started to eat it, then spat it out and put it back into her mouth. “It tastes terrible,” Camilla said. "Well, it's hard to imagine you wasting food, sis." "It was my fault and you shouldn't be the one to be punished."
"But if Sister wants to eat alone, it will take a long time. If we eat together, we can finish it faster." Gao Naiyi was a little confused: "The adults asked me to follow my sister, so... can't we go together?" A strange silence lasted for a few seconds, and Camilla replied: "You are right, Laure (Corneille's nickname), we will always be together." She made half the space of the chair, patted it, and Corneille came over and was held by her. They shared the same chair, the bitter taste of biscuits, and the beautiful evening when the sunset fell into the sea. This was not a memory worth reminiscing about, but Corneille remembered it very clearly, remembering the faint scent of coreopsis on her sister's body. Such were all his recollections of religion. Anmita probably wanted to question why he used the divine power granted to him by the goddess Hathor to deal with the believers of the goddess Hathor and orthodox supporters. Corneille was often accused of being ungrateful, and after being scolded so many times, he also developed a set of words to defend himself. Besides, he was originally there to be a conspicuous person, to attract attention and cover for others to hide in the "Ancient Hymn". The fate of Anmita was in his favor. He said: “I think the Ecclesiastic Code is full of fantasies about the goddess Hathor. The goddess Hathor is an objective and powerful individual, and her power must be recognized. However, the related theological theories presuppose a position and then go back to explain various phenomena. In order to expand worldly interests, the state religion selected and constructed a religious common imagination from the weaknesses of human nature, the fragility and emptiness of the spirit, the never-satisfied desires, and the common needs of people living in the world, and forcibly bound it to the goddess Hathor. However, the goddess Hathor does not act according to the wishes of her believers. She is not a puppet but a free individual with self-awareness. There is no evidence or statistical sample to show that his divine power has any relationship with faith. The extraordinary people of the state religion often obtain divine power first, then convert and join the state religion to gain more worldly benefits. Soon after I acquired the divine arts, I thought that the preface to the Ecclesiarchy should be changed to: 'Hathor needs no praise, Hathor never redeems. '" Corneille thought so, but just like denying the sanctity and purity of race in front of racists, or proclaiming that the world is a sphere in front of flat-Earth supporters, some words, once spoken, mean irreparable conflict. He knew it, yet he said such outrageous words. It was not until the edge of his vision, when a faint red light disappeared into the wrinkled skin of Lady Meat Mountain, that Cornelius realized that the other party had used a clever method to covertly cast a Hathor spell to make him speak his mind.
"That's a ... striking insight." The meat mountain squirmed: "My duty does not allow me to ignore this sentence, dear warden, your duel with Mr. Corneille has been postponed. Now, I am anxious to defend my faith and the honor of the state religion." I see. She used magic to force me to speak out of turn so as to gain an excuse to duel with me. She was probably confident that she could handle me, or was she stalling for time? No, the amount of information is too little. It is meaningless to analyze the motives of Archbishop Anmita. I should focus on the present matter. From the perspective of delaying time, Anmita is not a good opponent. As a cardinal, she must be a master of Hathor's magic and have the corresponding Hathor's protection. Corneille calculated Amita's cards. What cannot be ignored is that Amita is the king of the forest, and the king of the forest has triple magical privileges. He only knew one of them was "The witch of the x realm cannot harm the king of the forest in the x realm", and the other two were still unknown. At the same time, the symbol of royal power, the throne placed on the tree of Jupiter, is unknown for the blessing of the King of the Woods. In comparison, Anmita must have known him. As early as the invasion of the Holy Land in 1229, Anmita ordered the extraordinary people of the state religion to attack him first, and the actual combat records would definitely be compiled into intelligence and sent to Anmita's desk. Corneille hated fighting when he was at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence, but he had no choice. The meat mountain squirmed and pulled out a pair of battle axes from somewhere. Corneille gripped the hilt of his sword; he was familiar with the pair of battle-axes, which were the weapons that Don Rodique had used when he had fought him in 1229. It contained spirit magic and Mithraic protection (resurrection), but it was not a divine weapon. So in that battle, before the armor, he used the "flying lion" to smash Don Rodic's weapon. Anmita stroked the axe and said, "In June 1229, on a day I don't want to recall, I received the tragic news that my beloved general, Count Don Rodick, had died in battle on the border. They brought back Count Don Rodic's belongings, and I arranged his funeral, sending most of his personal belongings to the cemetery to accompany him, but only kept the fragments of his double axes and ordered skilled craftsmen to reforge them. I swore at that time, Mr. Corneille, that if I had the chance, I would take revenge on you sooner or later. Now, I have finally waited for this moment. " Anmita's tears were like the juice bursting from meatballs, leaving two tear marks as big as wide noodles on her face which was swollen like a pumpkin. Even at this time, she was still putting on a show, and the blood-stained "hero's death" seemed to be endless, just like the little boy who entered her room. "Mr. Don Rodic, you are so pitiful. Everything you love probably never loved you for a moment, so your death will make everyone feel at ease." Corneille murmured, "Since I have destroyed your weapon, I will take responsibility for it this time and turn it into irrecyclable scrap metal. I will not allow the scoundrels to recast it and use it to cheat people!" The difficulty of defeating Anmita is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but Corneille believes that it is very feasible to completely destroy the weapons in Anmita's hands. So he went to the Tower of Anmitra and agreed to the duel. Not only for Don Rodick, but also for faith and dignity. "Wait, both of you are masters. If we let you duel here, I'm afraid the town will be affected." Ingrid stood up and waved her chains. A bowl-shaped barrier was drawn in the sky, upside down on the area where Corneille and Amita were. She explained: "This is the barrier I created. Within the barrier, your fighting will not destroy the real environment, but the injuries you suffer in the barrier will be brought back to reality. When I determine that the outcome is certain, I will remove the barrier and provide the necessary assistance." Corneille and Anmita both nodded, and Ingrid's voice secretly invaded Corneille's perception: "The broken barrier is the signal for your companions to flee to the 'Ancient Hymn'.
Don’t die before that.” Chapter 67: Love and Hate Ingrid's voice and figure disappeared into the barrier. The last gap in the barrier closed and the space inside it suddenly became dim. "Mr. Corneille, have you ever thought that God is not the embodiment of reason? God is powerful and willful. He regards the world as a big stage, and all living beings are unconscious actors in the play." Anmita's sweet voice turned solemn: "For sentient beings who cannot escape from their roles, intellect, rationality, and thinking are only negative qualities that cause them pain. Religion provides a kind of humanistic care and fantasy, allowing people to escape from reality. Your thinking and your existence are destroying people's illusions. Your self-righteous denial of religion only drags people back to the painful abyss of reality. My life experience tells me that when you cannot solve the pain of others, it is best not to deny their fantasies. Although it is ridiculous, that is their last line of defense to maintain their self-esteem and hope. Therefore, you must be conquered!" Corneille replied coldly: "You speak in high-sounding words, but in fact, you just think that I hinder your worldly interests." A blood-red color gradually appeared on Anmita's body, while the sword in Gao Naiyi's hand was filled with cobalt blue, lighting up the areas where they were respectively. After five seconds of confrontation, the two of them acted at the same time. Corneille wanted to trigger Minerva's Protection through plain physical attacks, so as to understand Anmita's strengths and weaknesses, but Anmita's counterattack was even more plain and simple - The blood color of her body rose up, and the fat and skin folds of her body disappeared without a trace. In exchange, a blood-colored sun disk appeared on her head, and black lines wrapped and outlined the sun disk, forming an eye pattern. Hathor magic: Eye of Ra. Corneille recognized this magic. In the Hathor magic that focuses on preservation and reproduction, the Eye of Ra is a rare magic used for killing. In the mythology of the state religion, there were nine particularly active gods in ancient times. They dominated the progress of human civilization in nine continents. Later, Ra, the sun god and chief of the nine gods, grew old and prepared to gradually withdraw from interfering in the mortal world and hand over the authority of the sun to his successor. His intention to abdicate has caused some potential successors to have inappropriate ambitions. They instigated humans to change their belief in the sun and manipulated humans into waging war, wanting to first unify the sun worship in the mortal world towards themselves, and then use this as a basis to convince the god Ra to hand over power to themselves who are the popular choice. God Ra was disappointed with all this. He weighed the pros and cons between his daughter Hesemite and Hathor for a long time, and finally gave the creation artifact, which was also his own eye, the "Eye of Ra", to Hathor. Hathor carried out her father's mission, and the powerful force of the "Eye of Ra" caused rivers of blood to flow on the continent. Ra felt that his goal had been achieved, but his daughter, who had already gone bloodthirsty, continued to wreak havoc on the world. To this end, Ra made pomegranates into wine and scattered it on the earth, but Hathor mistook it for blood and drank it until she was drunk. Ra then took her back along with the Eye of Ra. This incident had two effects on the mortal world: first, fear caused mortals to begin to believe in the goddess Hathor in large numbers and to hold religious activities with pomegranate juice or wine brewed from pomegranates; Second, based on her actual experience with the "Eye of Ra", the goddess Hathor created the divine spell "Eye of Ra" and granted it to mortals. As expected, his magic is far inferior to the artifact of creation, but in the mortal world, it is still a terrifyingly powerful move, and Anmita's Hathor protection allows her to sacrifice fat to amplify or prolong the magic. Corneille saw crimson tears flowing from La's eyes, which then turned into flames, spreading out in all directions with the Tower of Anmi as the center. It was like a brewing tide, and the first thing to hit Corneille was a small "wave": a small ball of fire broke away from the main force and went straight to Corneille's face. Cornell blocked it with his sword, and at the same time as the Minerva Protection was triggered, a burning sensation spread in his palm.
He held up his shield to block another "wave". The flames were blocked, but the burning sensation spread from the back of his hand to his forearm. Penetrate defense? Ignore physical block? Illusion? Curse? Cornelius felt that the burning sensation would last for about three seconds, and during that time, the intensity of the pain would not change, but it would cause him to lose a little bit of strength. Another opponent who is not afraid of a war of attrition. Corneille took a glance and saw that the "Eye of Ra" continued to spit out scarlet "tears" and the waves of flames were spreading. Correspondingly, the space he could move in was getting smaller. Anmita is getting thinner, but the fat on her body can still sustain her for a long time, so the battle plan of dragging the opponent to death is not realistic. Rush into the flames, deal with Anmi Tower, and forcibly end her magic? This plan will speed up the process - victory or defeat will be a one-time deal, but Ingrid has not given the signal yet, and he cannot let the fighting end. So, whether from the perspective of Anmi Tower or from the perspective of the spectators outside the barrier: Corneille is a coward. "I took advantage of the opportunity when you fought him and tied him up. I secretly upgraded the 'Magic Bullet Shooter'. He should have known about it, but facing the king of the forest, he chose to hide the card." Ingrid said to her maid with some amusement: "I really don't know whether he is confident or he is too contemptuous of Anyita." The maid replied: "I think he was right to hide the card. Anmita has seven kinds of magic, but because he was unsure of Corneille's methods, he chose the most reliable 'Eye of Ra'. It slowly spreads out its position with the caster as the center. Although it is invulnerable once formed, its formation speed is the slowest among the seven divine arts, which buys time for Corneille. " "Then, the only question left is: how long can Corneille delay after the opponent's magic is completed?" Ingrid said. The elf maid turned her gaze to the bottom of the Tower of Discipline. When everyone's attention was attracted by the duel between Corneille and Anmi Tower, she cast a magic spell and made the two mice slip away from the scene. The first mouse went to the Ancient Anthem and asked the people on board to prepare for the pick-up and monitor the direction outside the city; The second mouse went to the lounge and informed the people there that, using the breaking of the barrier as a signal, Polly used her superpower "War Express" and took everyone straight to the "Ancient Hymn". Polly said with embarrassment that her power was not enough to carry so many people away, and the mouse opened its mouth and spit out a piece of chain. "This is the Elven Magic - Substitution Casting. As long as you hold it and activate your supernatural power, Her Highness Ingrid will be able to sense it and intervene in your supernatural power to amplify its power. In public, Princess Ingrid cannot help you directly. Only at the moment when the barrier is broken and everyone's attention is drawn, can she quietly use the elf magic. Therefore, the timing of your coordination with His Highness is very important. Please remember, it must be done at the moment when the barrier is broken." After saying that, the communication mouse fell dead and was kicked into a corner by Polly. Two seconds later, Selina's subordinates opened the door, looked around in confusion, and found nothing unusual, so they closed the door again in caution. Dias stood in front of the window. From his position, he could see an area on the platform extending from the upper floors of the Discipline Tower, which was surrounded by a rotating black air curtain, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. Corneille was fighting hard inside, but he could do nothing... He had experienced such scenes many times, but this time it made him particularly sad. If only I had the power... Even if it meant becoming a witch, I would be willing to make the sacrifice if it could help Pierre, he thought to himself. At this time, Don Rodick should have been with the Duke, but Helena told him a secret, which made him stunned. (The information I provided to you was told to me by Ms. Selina.) Just as Don Rodick was about to speak, Sister Helena shook her head and made a "keep it secret" gesture.
(I don’t think this means she’s on our side: a mixture of love and hate guides her actions.)