Chapter 204 Hatred

Katifan, Guangming Square.

The believers gathered in the designated area and waited for the spread of the gospel, their devout and longing eyes fixed on the majestic Temple of Light in the center.

Finally, the time is near.

The door of the temple opened wide, and a figure slowly emerged.

The crowd instantly became excited, and many people stretched their necks to track the figure.

The man walked out of the temple calmly and leisurely under the gaze of everyone, and walked towards the platform.

The new sun is born, and thousands of bright lights follow his steps.

His facial features were clearly just delicate, and were nowhere near as stunning as those of beauties with gorgeous looks.

But no one could look away.

The gorgeous clothes and jewelry could not suppress his brilliance; what was more moving than his appearance was his peaceful gaze.

The light amber eyes beneath the olive leaf crown looked straight ahead, and then fell on the tens of thousands of believers in the square.

His eyes reflect all kinds of life.

Lu Yi slowly knelt on the cushion and smiled, "Dear brothers and sisters, I will be the host and preacher of today's gathering..."

If the believers participating in the meeting were asked to use one word to describe this meeting, that word would most likely be "intoxicating."

Saint Son Lanter has a knowledge of church scriptures beyond his age. He can quote countless scriptures at will, and even the most boring scriptures become extraordinarily interesting in his mouth.

The heavy scriptures were spread out on his knees, but he did not need to lower his head to check the specific words. He just looked at them gently with a smile in his eyes.

He also led the singing of hymns in the middle of the song, and his voice was louder than that of the birds.

His power is also unquestionable. In the huge Guangming Square, with tens of thousands of believers gathered, he can still make his voice fall evenly into everyone's ears.

It is worth mentioning that during the last hymn, His Holiness the Pope appeared briefly and led the singing with Saint Son Lanter.

Although his appearance was extremely brief, he still provided a topic of conversation for the crowd.

People once again secretly speculated about the friendship between the teacher and student of the Pope's son.

...I heard that it was His Holiness the Pope who overcame all objections and decided that Rant would immediately become the Son of God. At that time, His Holiness the Pope even traveled thousands of miles to Rosay to crown the Son of God Rant in person.

That coronation ceremony of the Son of God might have been the ugliest coronation ceremony in the entire history of the Holy See, but it was also the most significant one.

The time of full devotion passed in a flash, and the believers listened to the noon bell ringing in their ears as if waking up from a dream.

Until the Knights Templar finally disbanded, a large number of believers still looked reluctantly at the empty preaching platform.

"It's great to have a saint like Lord Lant..." someone sighed in a low voice.

"Who says it's not?" Someone immediately echoed him, "It's worth coming all the way from Luo Saiqiao to hear such a good sermon!"

"Luo Saiqiao? That place is far away from Kadifan, right? Your faith is really admirable!" the man said in surprise.

"Haha! You are too kind. Actually, I also have some selfish motives. Your Highness saved my family and friends when they were in Luo Saiqiao! Praise the God of Light!"

"Oh! Praise the God of Light, that's wonderful! The glory of the Holy See will surely continue to spread..."

…

After taking off the layers of ceremonial robes, Lu Yi was finally able to take a deep breath.

He changed into a light plain robe and felt the rare urge to have a big meal.

Fortunately, the Holy See of Light on the Isaiah continent does not have a dogma against meat, but it only prohibits the consumption of animal blood, and he himself has no preference for duck blood, pig blood, etc.

"How do you feel?" Callisto appeared quietly outside the door.

Lu Yi grinned, "Thanks to the teacher, I feel better than ever."

Callisto chuckled when he heard this. "That's good. It seems that you have adapted well. Maybe in the future, you can appear on my behalf when there are occasions where I need to preach..."

Lu Yi's breathing stagnated, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "If I take back what I just said now, is it too late, teacher?"

Callisto smiled warmly and said, "It's too late."

"Okay." Lu Yi said helplessly, "But I didn't expect the sermon to go so smoothly."

None of the difficult scenarios he had originally imagined might occur.

All the believers present accepted his opinions with extreme meekness, and were so fanatical that it seemed as if they had no extra thinking ability at all.

"This is normal." Callisto said, "No one will offend you when you are at your peak."

"Let's go. Although the morning sermon ended successfully, you still have a lot of things to do next."

Lu Yi forced a smile and asked, "What else do I need, teacher..."

"For example, give you a Holy Son coronation ceremony?"

"Ah?" Lu Yi was stunned. "But didn't Teacher Luo Saiqiao already crown me before?"

Callisto shook his head slightly and explained, "That was just a simple formality made in an emergency. The real coronation of the Son of God will require your name to be engraved on the monument of the Holy See's Temple of Glory."

Lu Yi suddenly realized, but still didn't give up and asked: "Can't we make up for it privately? Wouldn't it be a waste to go through so much trouble for another coronation..."

He really didn't want to go through all this tedious formalities anymore.

Callisto said gently but without rejection: "There is no such thing as waste for the Holy See."

Lu Yi could only respond sadly: "Okay, Your Majesty, everything is based on your will."

"No." Callisto smiled, "It is the will of the Holy See that takes precedence."

…

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Somewhere in the remote suburbs.

Xia wore a hood and looked expressionlessly at the holy city of Kadifan in the distance.

He couldn't figure it out.

He really couldn't understand.

Why was it that he had cast dark curse spells on the robe that Rant was wearing, but none of those spells took effect!

Xia clenched her fists, her neatly trimmed nails digging into the flesh of her palms.

Why?

Why did his plans fail on Rand every time, as if Rand was assisted by God!

It is Xia who has the support of gods behind him!

This is the case with Lu Yi and Rand, but Xia is the only one who has become a clown both openly and secretly.

Xia spread out his hands and stared at the dark red blood oozing from his palms.

"The Dark God? The Dark God!" he gritted his teeth.

Xia took deep breaths repeatedly, stretched out his hands, clenched his palms, and let the blood on his palms drip onto the ground.

The black magic circle under his feet was looming, and it kept flashing with light that appeared and disappeared under the stimulation of blood.

The strange light grew stronger and stronger, like a hurricane, lifting his black hood and revealing his golden hair underneath.

The soft hair lying beside his cheeks made his eyes look even brighter and more terrifying.

Xia's azure pupils reflected the tiny city-state in the distance, and the stubbornness buried deep in his eyes was clearly visible.

"...Seniararm, seniarm! (God of the abyss, I call you, please come out!)"

The blood flowed from his palms faster.

The magic circle under his feet seemed to be absorbing his blood endlessly, and in the end, the blood changed from dripping to flowing continuously like a column.

Xia's face turned visibly pale and his body began to shake.

The arrogant god finally condescended to appear before him.

Xia suppressed her fear and anger and said, "You deceived me!"

Mios narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "You are looking for death?"

An extremely terrifying pressure came upon Xia, and in an instant, he was shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices and pain in all his internal organs.

But the great pain failed to awaken his reason, and Xia was still filled with resentment.

Xia swallowed the blood in her throat and said bitterly: "The power you gave me and your spells and magic are completely useless!!"

Mios raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked with some interest, "It's useless?"

"I saw it with my own eyes! Twenty-four spells, not a single one worked!!!"

"Tsk, are you sure you're not too useless?" Mios said casually, "...Who did you cast the curse on?"

Xia laughed sarcastically, "As a great god, don't you even know such a small matter?"

The smile on Mios's face faded, "Who cares about ants? Human, if your soul wasn't interesting, you would be dead now."

"Death?" Xia asked strangely, "Do you think I'm still afraid of death now?"

He stared straight at the almighty god, his expression seemed somewhat ferocious and crazy.

"What's the difference between me and a life worse than death!"

Xia said tremblingly, and her right hand couldn't help but pick at her own broken little finger.

He didn't know when it started, but he got into the habit of playing tricks on his right little finger when he lost control of his emotions, or to be more precise, the cross-section of the broken little finger.

"If you don't want to live anymore, you can give your soul to me now." Mios said indifferently.

"No..." Xia shook her head slowly, "I have already given everything to you, you can't take it for nothing, you absolutely can't!"

Mios began to feel impatient with his madness and asked directly: "What do you want me to do?"

Xia suddenly smiled brilliantly.

"I want them dead!"

He was wrong from the beginning, he shouldn't have dealt with them personally.

With the help of the gods, he should have hit them with one strike and sent them to hell!

"Who?" Mios asked casually.

"Luyi Klein, and Rant Hobbs!" Xia said with disgust.

It’s all these two people!

Even if he died, he would take these two people to hell! They would be tortured for eternity!

Mios's expression changed slightly, and he tilted his head and asked in confusion: "Lant Hobbs?"

Xia keenly sensed something different from this rhetorical question, and said, "What? Your spell is ineffective. Can't you even kill two tiny humans?!"

"Heh." Mios sneered, "Do you know why your spell doesn't work on Lant?"

Xia suddenly had a bad feeling and asked hesitantly, "Why?"

"Because he has my blessing." Mios smiled sarcastically.

"Lant is the dark saint I chose."

And you are just a toy that I create on a whim.

The author has something to say:

An hour late, woo woo woo (kneel down gently) stick to my wives qwq

If you want to kill someone, you must first make him crazy.

Mios's double standard behavior:

To Rand: My little toy

To outsiders: The Holy Son I have chosen (referring to Rand)!