The saints behind them understood immediately and quickly set up a temporary tent, placing some intricately carved crosses and icons around it.

These crosses shimmered with a soft glow, and the saints' faces were benevolent, seemingly radiating divine power, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere in this chaotic and suffering scene.

Antonio, with a solemn expression, personally cut the first loaf of bread.

Upon seeing this, the saints immediately began to act in an orderly manner, preparing to distribute the bread.

"what to do?"

Some of the refugees looked hesitantly at the breads that emitted a strange light, their hearts filled with both longing and worry.

"What else can we do but eat first?"

The other refugees, unable to bear the torment of hunger any longer, quickly gathered around, their eyes filled with longing for food.

Seeing that some refugees were still hesitating, Antonio raised his silver bell and shook it gently.

"Ding-a-ling~"

The bells produced a clear and melodious sound, like a call from heaven, reaching the ears of every refugee.

Antonio shouted along with the silver bell:

"Anyone who is hungry may come near."

His voice was full of love and strength, like a warm spring breeze, soothing the anxious hearts of the refugees.

At this moment, the starving refugees could no longer contain themselves and all rushed forward in a swarm.

However, before the refugees receive their bread, the saints lead them in prayer.

The saints clasped their hands together, bowed slightly, and looked on with piety, leading the refugees to bow their heads as they silently and devoutly recited in unison:

"May the Lord be with you, Amen."

In order to get bread, the refugees had no choice but to chant along.

"May the Lord be with you, Amen."

Antonio radiated a soft, holy light, as if a god had descended, and he encouraged the refugees:

"This is a gift from God; please accept it with a grateful heart."

"May you see light in darkness, find hope in despair, and may the Lord bless you as you await salvation. Amen."

"Amen," the refugees responded once again.

At this moment, all they cared about was filling their stomachs. They had no time to think much about the so-called blessings from God. As long as it could alleviate their hunger, they were willing to accept any blessing.

After all the procedures were completed, the refugees finally received their bread.

Although it's not much, it's still better than going hungry with nothing at all.

As the bread was gradually distributed, a few rays of light pierced through the thick, dark clouds, and it was just dawn.

Several ragged, displaced children pointed to the sky and exclaimed in surprise:

"Light! There is light in the sky!"

When everyone looked up, they actually saw a ray of holy light descend upon Antonio, as if the radiance of God was shining upon him, making him seem to be plated with a layer of gold.

An elderly man with a limp instantly knelt down, his eyes filled with awe, and choked back tears as he kissed the hem of Antonio's robe.

"You...you must be one of those legendary angels!"

Antonio gently helped the old man up, his eyes filled with tenderness, and placed the last piece of bread in his palm:

"No, I am merely a servant who conveys the Lord's grace."

Seeing this outrageous yet shocking scene, the Yangcheng patrolmen who were intercepting the refugees couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't know whether the light that descended from the sky was a true miracle or the result of Antonio's supernatural abilities.

However, as long as these refugees can be appeased and prevented from causing chaos due to hunger, it is ultimately a good thing.

"Thump—"

"Thump—!"

A loud noise came from the direction of Yangcheng.

The refugees looked up and saw huge fireworks shooting into the sky above Yangcheng in the distance, exploding and looking dazzling from afar.

Inside Yangcheng, a series of firecrackers crackled and popped.

Yangcheng, which had been quiet all night, suddenly became lively.

Today is the opening day of the "Auspicious Ceremony" mentioned by Yangcheng City Lord Li Yang.

A few days ago, the Western Vatican announced the existence of the Twelve Holy Sees. Although the Central Plains government has not made an announcement, it is no longer concealing the news about the Dragon Vein.

Therefore, most of the people who came to Yangcheng this time knew that a dragon vein was about to rise here.

Even those who didn't know the truth quickly learned about it through casual conversations with others.

Yangcheng is already packed to capacity and extremely crowded. People without special connections are no longer allowed to enter Yangcheng.

There was no other way; those who arrived late had to temporarily set up camp outside the city.

Even so, available spaces outside the city remain extremely scarce.

In less than half a day, even the temporary houses and tents set up outside the city were packed together, one after another, so densely packed that you could imagine how many people had come.

Even today, as the ceremony begins, many people are still arriving in Yangcheng from outside the city.

After all, being invited to appear in the Central Plains newspaper meant that the scope of publicity was extremely wide.

Those awakened individuals from all over who were bold and loved to watch the excitement, as long as they had seen the invitation from Yangcheng, were all rushing to this place to participate in the ceremony.

Some people haven't even arrived yet because they live too far from Yangcheng.

They thought that even if their strength and talent made it impossible for them to obtain the dragon vein, they still wanted to see this rare spectacle that only appeared once every few hundred years.

Those awakened individuals with special abilities are also curious about which of these geniuses from Central Continent will ultimately be the one to obtain the Dragon Vein.

Time passed, and it was already noon.

"Boom!"

The ground suddenly trembled slightly, as if the land of Yangcheng was being gently shaken by an invisible giant hand.

This is a sign that the dragon vein is about to awaken.

The slight tremor underfoot, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up ripples among the crowd.

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