In the church, crystals etched with Magic Inscriptions gave off a hazy glow.
Under the dim light, the church, already mottled with the scars of time, gained an even more absurd and eerie atmosphere.
Once inside the church, the clamorous sound of rain was immediately shut out for the most part, while the pungent scent of smoke and dust hung in the air.
Aihard's gaze naturally fell upon the striking altar at the center.
"The altar should originally have been engraved with inscriptions, but they've all been destroyed. There's no possibility of restoring them."
A subordinate soon came forward to report the situation at the scene.
Aihard nodded to show that he understood, then turned his gaze toward Herman beside him.
"Why are you looking at me?" Herman spread his hands, looking helpless. "This is a legendary god. You aren't thinking of asking me to help you find It, are you?"
In the understanding of intelligent races in this world, gods truly existed. They were great and immortal beings.
Speaking of this, one had to mention a certain paradox about God.
The question was simple: could an omniscient and omnipotent God create a stone that he himself could not lift?
If he could create a stone he could not lift, then God was not omniscient and omnipotent.
If he could not create a stone he could not lift, then God was likewise not omniscient and omnipotent.
Made perfect sense, didn't it?
But the premise of this paradox was that it followed logic created by humans themselves.
What if God transcended logic? He simply could create a stone that he himself could not lift.
In Herman's understanding, gods were precisely such beings. They were unconstrained by rules, defied common sense, and were not something mortals could presume to fathom.
"Lord of