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Vance explained how the early Christian movement was illegal and needed to have some kind of theological structure if it was going to survive and grow. "The proliferation of conflicting gospels risked leading it to a potentially fatal fragmentation. It needed a leadership that was impossible to achieve if each community had its own beliefs and its own gospel. By the end of the second century, a power structure started to take shape. A three-rank hierarchy of bishops, priests, and deacons emerged in various communities, claiming to speak for the majority, believing themselves to be the guardians of the only true faith. Now I'm not saying these people were necessarily power-hungry monsters," Vance declared. "They were actually very brave in what they were trying to do, and they were probably genuinely scared that without a set of widely accepted, rigid rules and rituals, the whole movement would wither away and die."

He told Reilly how, at a time when being a Christian meant risking persecution and even death, the very survival of the Church became contingent on the establishment of some kind of order. This grew until, around the year 180 and under the leadership of Irenaeus, the Bishop of Lyons, a single, unified view was finally imposed. There could be only one Church with one set of beliefs and rituals. All other viewpoints were rejected as heresy. Their doctrine was straightforward: there could be no salvation outside the true Church; its members should be orthodox, which meant

"straight thinking"; and the Church should be catholic, which meant "universal." This meant that the cottage industry of gospels had to be stopped. Irenaeus decided that there should be four true gospels, using the curious argument that as there were four corners to the universe and four principal winds, so there should be four gospels. He wrote five volumes, entitled The Destruction and Overthrow of Falsely So-Called Knowledge, in which he denounced most of the existing works as blasphemous, settling on the four gospels we know today as the definitive record of God's word—inerrant, infallible, and more than sufficient for the needs of the religion's adherents.

"None of the Gnostic Gospels had a passion narrative," Vance pointed out, "but the four gospels Irenaeus chose did. They spoke about Jesus's death on the Cross and about His resurrection, they linked the story being promoted to the fundamental ritual of the Eucharist, the Last Supper. And they didn't even start off that way," he scoffed. "In its earliest version, the first of them to be included, the Gospel of Mark, doesn't talk about a virgin birth at all, nor does it have the Resurrection in it. It just ends with Jesus's empty tomb, where a mysterious young man, a transcendental being of some kind, like an angel, tells a group of women who come to the tomb that Jesus is waiting for them in Galilee. And this terrifies these women, they run off and they don't tell anyone about it— which makes you wonder how Mark or whoever wrote that gospel would have ever heard about it in the first place. But that's how Mark originally ended his gospel. It's only in Matthew—fifty years later—and then in Luke, ten years after that, that elaborate postresurrection appearances were added to Mark's original ending, which is itself then rewritten.

"It took another two hundred years—to the year 367, in fact—for the list of twenty-seven texts that comprise what we know as the New Testament to be finally agreed upon. By the end of that century, Christianity had become the officially approved religion, and possession of any of the texts considered heretical was held to be a criminal offense. All known copies of the alternate gospels were burned and destroyed. All, that is, except for the ones spirited away to the caves of Nag Hammadi, which don't show Jesus to be supernatural in any way," Vance continued, his eyes riveted on Reilly. "They were banned because the Jesus of these texts was just a roving wise man who preaches a life of possessionless wandering and of wholehearted acceptance of fellow human beings. He's not here to save us from sin and from eternal damnation, He's here to guide us to some kind of spiritual understanding. And once a disciple reaches enlightenment—and this notion must 153

have given Irenaeus and his cronies a few sleepless nights—the master is no longer needed. The student and the teacher become equals. The four canon gospels, die ones in the New Testament—they see Jesus as our Savior, the Messiah, the Son of God. Orthodox Christians—and Orthodox Jews, for that matter—insist that an unbridgeable chasm separates man from his Creator. The gospels that were found in Nag Hammadi contradicted this: for them, self-knowledge is the knowledge of God; the self and the divine are one and the same. Even worse, by describing Jesus as a teacher, an enlightened sage—they consider Him a man, someone you or I could emulate, and that wouldn't do for Irenaeus and his lot. He couldn't just be a man, He had to be much more than that.

He had to be the Son of God. He had to be unique, because by His being unique, the Church becomes unique, the only path to salvation. By painting Him in that light, the early Church could claim that if you weren't with them, following their rules, living the way they wanted you to, you were doomed to damnation."

Vance paused, seeming to study Reilly's face before leaning forward, his whispery voice slicing the air.

"What I'm telling you, Agent Reilly, is that basically everything Christians believe in today and have believed since the fourth century, all the rituals they observe, the Eucharist, the holy days—none of it was part of what the immediate followers of Jesus believed in. It was all made up, it was all tagged on much later—rituals and supernatural beliefs, which in many cases were imported from other religions, from the Resurrection to Christmas. But the Church's founders did a great job. It's been a runaway bestseller for almost two thousand years, but ... I think the Templars were right. It had already gotten way out of hand in their days with people getting butchered if they chose to believe in something different.

"And looking at the state of the world today," he announced with unsettling conviction, "I think it's definitely passed its sell-by date."

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"Is that what you think they were carrying on the Falcon Temple?"

Reilly asked pointedly. "Proof that the Gospels are, as you put it, works of fiction? Proof that Jesus wasn't a divine being? Even if that were possible," he argued, "I can understand how that would undermine Christianity, but how would that have helped die Templars unify the three religions—assuming that is what they were really planning?"

"They started with the one they knew," Vance countered assuredly, "die religion that was within their reach, the one whose excesses they had personally witnessed. Once that was . . . debunked, I imagine they had already forged alliances with insiders within the Muslim and Jewish communities, partners who would work with diem to instigate similar questions about their own creeds and pave the way for a new, unified view of the world."

"By picking up the pieces of the disillusioned masses?" It was more a statement than a question on Reilly's part.

Vance seemed unmoved. "In the long run, I think the world would have been a better place. Don't you?"

"I doubt that very much," Reilly fired back. "But then, I wouldn't expect someone who places so little value on human life to understand that."

"Oh, spare me your righteous indignation and grow up, would you? It's all so ludicrous,"

Vance insisted. "We're still in the realm of fantasy, here, today, in the twenty-first century. We're really no more advanced than those poor bastards in Troy. The whole planet's gripped by mass delusion. Christianity, Judaism, Islam . . . people are ready to fight to the death to defend every word in these books they hold sacred, but what are they really based on? Legends and myths going back thousands of years? Abraham, a man who, if you believe the Old Testament, fathered a child at the tender age of one hundred and lived to be one hundred and seventy-five years old? Does it make sense that people's lives should still be ruled by a collection of laughable hokum?

"Polls consistently confirm that most Christians, Jews, and Muslims today are unaware of their religions' shared roots in Abraham, the patriarch of all three religions and the founder of monotheism," Vance explained. "Ironically, according to the book of Genesis, God had sent Abraham on a mission to heal the divisions between men. His message was that regardless of different languages or cultures, all of mankind was to be part of one human family, before one God who sustains the whole of creation. Somehow, this lofty message got perverted," Vance said mockingly, "like something out of a bad episode of Dallas. Abraham's wife, Sarah, couldn't have children, so he took on a second wife, his Arab maidservant Hagar, who gave him a son they called Ishmael. Thirteen years later, Sarah manages to have a son, Isaac. Abraham dies, Sarah banishes Hagar and Ishmael, and the Semitic race is split between Arab and Jew."

Vance shook his head, laughing to himself. "The galling thing is that all three religions claim to believe in the same God, the God of Abraham. Things only got screwed up once people started squabbling over whose words were the truest representation of God's tradition. The Jewish faith got its beliefs from its prophet, Moses, whose lineage the Jews trace back to Isaac and Abraham. A few hundred years later, Jesus—a Jewish prophet—comes up with a new set of beliefs, his version of Abraham's religion. A few hundred years later, yet another man, Mohamed, shows up claiming that he is, in fact, God's true messenger, not the first two charlatans, and he promises to bring about a return to the founding revelations of Abraham—as traced through Ishmael, this time, mind you—and Islam is born. No wonder Christian leaders at the time considered Islam a Christian