Chapter 388
This is a city suspended in the sky.
The city is also adorned with stars, with countless gems embedded in the ground, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene reminiscent of the Milky Way on a summer night.
Above that galaxy, they saw a vast palace, both clearly and vaguely.
The palace was majestic and sacred, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
There are also ten huge sculptures on it.
Every sculpture looks exactly like the moon goddess Cynthia.
The moment the door opened, they heard insects chirping and birds singing, and saw a rainbow streak across the horizon.
There was even the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, and the moist sea breeze was refreshing.
But none of these can compare to the awe-inspiring sight of this galaxy and the floating city.
The so-called Holy Louis Royal City, which the rebels claimed was suppressing the God of Light, was actually the palace of the Moon Goddess, whom they had betrayed.
They stared in astonishment at the scene before them, a sight entirely different from the one described in books about the city of Saint Louis.
Karl's words still echoed in my ears—
"Perhaps you don't know, but the Moon Goddess doesn't need me, Karl, to attack the twelve cities of the Western Continent at all."
"Whenever she appears, all the city gates will open for her. With a wave of her hand, everyone will willingly become her believer."
No, Karl is being too conservative!
She didn't even need to wave her hand; they would completely submit to her.
It turns out that the Moon Goddess wasn't incapable of conquering the city; she simply wanted to confirm whether they were truly worth being saved by her!
But they messed all of this up!
They could only pray in their hearts, hoping that the moon goddess would forgive their offense.
Karl, his face flushed with fervor, exclaimed, "Your glory will surely shine upon all things!"
As soon as he spoke, everyone shouted in unison.
Your glory will surely shine upon all things!
Your glory will surely shine upon all things!
"Your glory..."
The deafening shouts behind them spread to other cities.
Before the citizens of other cities could react, the entire cityscape of St. Louis suddenly appeared before their eyes.
The magnificent building that seemed to rise above the stars, and the sculpture on it that belonged exclusively to Cynthia, dispelled the previous rumors.
Karl's calls grew clearer and clearer.
Until everyone offered their devout hearts to the moon goddess.
They looked up at the full moon, raised their hands, and cheered, "Your glory will surely shine upon all things!"
When the believers' faith in her reached its peak, Lingwu conjured a holy cross in her hand.
When the Holy Cross of the God of Light is placed next to the newly formed Holy Cross, it is almost impossible to distinguish between the two.
Moreover, the new one is still learning from the spirit of the old Holy Cross, and is gradually transforming into its spirit.
Lingwu put away the Holy Cross, calmed the little crow who was so excited it was about to faint, disappeared from the spot, and finally reappeared on the floating island.
Standing on the floating island, Lingwu finally realized the origin of the sea breeze.
Behind the city of St. Louis lies the vast ocean, where waves constantly crash against the rocks, occasionally catching a glimpse of a small silver fish.
Lingwu walked past ten sculptures one by one and discovered that these sculptures depicted her at the ages of three to twelve.
As she walked past the sculpture, the little crow covered its head with its wings, slowly slid down, and peeked at her with a third of its cunning eyes peeking out.
When Ling Wu noticed, it was extremely shy, but still let out a soft cheer: "Ya~"
Lingwu smiled at it, "Thank you for the gift, I like it very much."
"Great!" the little crow cheered, then quickly covered its beak tightly.
Lingwu also saw many little surprises that the little crow had prepared, based on its hints.
The soft cushions on the throne, the ladder to heaven specially left for believers to worship her...
These may not compare to the difficulties in building this floating city, but they show its sincerity and meticulousness.
Lingwu sat on the divine throne, wearing a divine crown and a long white and gold dress, her black hair cascading down.
She looked down at the large number of believers gathered below the floating city.
At this moment, she could clearly see the expressions on everyone's faces.
Heartfelt praises and prayers for her echoed in her ears.
They praised her in their hearts as "the savior".
Even though they were far from the savior they believed in beneath the floating city, they could still see the indifferent tenderness and compassion in the savior's golden eyes as he looked at them.
The believers responded with even more devout and reverent fervor!
In this setting, Lingwu asked the little crow:
Why were you injured when I first met you?
The little crow, basking in the joy of being praised, answered without thinking, "Because I fought with Him and then took the western continent that He didn't want under my wings."
"oh?"
The little crow then realized what was happening, but this time it didn't try to hide it; instead, it spoke in a soft voice as much as possible:
“I am also Him. If He doesn’t want them, then I will.”
"Are they human?"
The little crow paused, then spread its wings.
Then he said, "All, not just humans."
He then retracted his wings. "Unfortunately, I had actually warned them in advance that the calamity was coming, but they thought that I had brought it upon them."
"Are you wronged?" Ling Wu already knew the answer, but she still asked.
“I don’t feel wronged,” it said. “Most of them don’t even live to be a hundred years old before they die. They are very pitiful.”
The little crow gave a human-like look to the believers who were very, very far away.
In Lingwu's eyes, the little downy hairs standing up on its head swayed slightly, making it look silly and somewhat pitiful.
"What are you going to do if I don't come?" Ling Wu asked.
“Knock Him down, and then…” It paused for a long time, then patted its head, “and then force Him not to be prejudiced against humans. The God of Light should not be prejudiced against a species.”
It was lost in memories: "His prejudice seemed to stem from the fact that when he, having lost his memory and divine power, walked the human world, he was killed by the hands of his devout followers."
"Therefore, every time He returns to the realm of the gods, He extracts a trace of His emotions, until finally, those emotions transform into another Him."
The little crow lowered its head: "That is me."
"Without emotions, He ignores my existence, but my existence still reminds Him of how He was tricked by humans tens of thousands of times."
"He believed that the dark side of humanity was too filthy, so he conceived the idea of destroying humanity."
When the little crow recalled this part, its voice lost its deliberate gentleness and became so harsh that it evoked many unpleasant memories.
“And what else?” Ling Wu’s voice remained unchanged.
The little crow then came to its senses. It looked shyly at Ling Wu before finally saying:
"So I made a promise with Him."
"He took away my voice, so that I could foretell disasters for mankind."
“If humanity believes in me, I will return to His body; if humanity rejects me, I will never set foot in the realm of gods again.”
"In the end, I lost," the little crow sighed. "They were really stupid."
The little crow looked at the believers, its voice incredibly unpleasant.
These were all pretty much as Ling Wu had expected, but there's a difference between guessing and hearing it from the person involved.
One plan requires hesitation and timidity when things go wrong, while the other gives one the confidence to forge ahead.
Lingwu summoned Karl and a group of the most devout believers.
She issued a divine decree, entrusting them with the task of spreading her faith to the three continents of the continent of Aolai, in the east, west, and north.
They were so amazed by the divine act of King St. Louis that someone belatedly remarked:
"But once we enter the Western Continent, we won't be able to get out. How can we spread our religion then?"
Karl slapped the man who had spoken. "If the great moon goddess says it's okay, then it's okay!"
On this day, countless people from the Western Continent left the Western Continent.
At first, they were cautious and did not reveal their identity as coming from the Western Continent.
But later, more and more people of the Western Continent spontaneously promoted the "Moon Goddess," which made them open and honest.
The name of the new goddess, "Moon Goddess," gradually spread throughout the entire continent of Olay.
At this moment, in the royal city of Saint-Louis, Lingwu sat on the throne, holding two holy crosses.
During the years of His slumber, she needed to leave behind as many small habits as possible in His presence.
This was used to induce Him to fall into the illusion of being unable to distinguish the past after His awakening.
In the dreams of the gods.
Lingwu sat by the spring, her fingertips touching the calm water, creating ripples.
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