Chapter 432 Ascension
With the arrival of this day, the entire Vatican became lively.
People from all over the world used various means to come here, just to be able to watch the ascension of the Son of Man when this day comes.
This afternoon, it was close to the transition between dusk and night. The mountain where the Messiah once sacrificed was now full of people, and even densely spread to the bottom of the mountain.
Everyone looked up and quietly watched the white figure walking to the top of the mountain.
In addition to piety, the remaining expression on the faces of the crowd was a strong reluctance. They didn't want the Son of God to leave.
But thinking so, they also knew that the kingdom of the Son of God was not here but in heaven.
In the crowd, some people carried live broadcast equipment, and the camera was aimed directly at the back of the Son of God, transmitting the picture to people from all over the world who could not come.
People all over the world are paying attention to what happened today. Billions of viewers are watching the screen nervously, staring at the white figure in the picture, not wanting to miss a single bit.
If you miss it, it may be a lifelong regret.
As time goes by, the last section of the mountain will eventually be completed.
At this time, the light in the sky dimmed, at the turn of dusk and night.
When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Messiah stopped and turned around.
He looked at everyone silently.
The people watching below had a premonition of something, and their hearts were filled with reluctance and sadness.
After Messiah looked quietly for a while, he turned his head to look at the Pope and Simon and others standing not far away.
Under the gaze of others, he suddenly raised his right hand, and then a white light appeared in his hand.
The white light disappeared, and a pure white book lay quietly in his hand.
He said to the Pope and others, "This Book of Creation is for you."
Book of Creation?
Everyone was surprised by the name, and then they felt a strong envy in their hearts.
Seeing Pope St. Joseph taking the white book in fear, some people even felt jealous.
The things given by the Son of God are still called this kind of name. It is a divine artifact at first glance!
After handing over the book, Messiah turned around and continued to walk towards the final mountain top.
At some point, the sky began to change. As the Son of God was about to walk to the top of the mountain, a ray of light began to appear in the dim sky.
The light dispelled the darkness and was extremely conspicuous against the dark background of the surroundings.
This scene caused exclamations to resound.
The light became more and more intense, and even the clouds in the sky opened up as the light gathered. The white light shone straight down and shone on everyone.
The Messiah reached the top of the mountain and turned around for the last time.
He lowered his head and looked peacefully at the people standing from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and a smile appeared on his face.
Bathed in the holy white light, his voice like water came out.
"May peace follow you."
After the blessing came, the last words of the Son of Man before leaving also slowly echoed in the ears of mankind.
"I will be with you."
As this sentence was finished, the Son of God, bathed in white light, raised his head under the gaze of everyone.
A dazzling light suddenly flashed up, covering the entire mountain, and the people watching couldn't help but close their eyes slightly.
When everyone saw clearly, the Son of God who had sacrificed for mankind and saved everyone had disappeared with the white light.
They looked up subconsciously, and the faint white light in the sky made them seem to see a huge door. Outside the huge door, angels lined up in two rows, as if welcoming their king.
A holy and pure white figure looked back at them for the last time, and then everything disappeared, and everything returned to peace.
"Son of God!"
"Lord!"
One after another, sad shouts rang out across the mountain.
Pope St. Joseph, who was protected by many soldiers, looked at everything in a trance, "Son of God..." Simon,
the strong man next to him, knelt on one knee, looked at the sky, and murmured, "My Lord, my God."
The whole mountain was filled with sadness.
A little boy standing on the mountainside, wearing blue and white clothes and pants, was looking up and turned his head to look at the tall white man standing next to him.
"Dad, why doesn't the Son of God stay? Isn't it good to be with us all the time?"
Robert looked at his son, touched his head, and said, "Heaven is the Son of God's home, of course he has to go back."
"It's also our home, we will go back one day."
"Oh." The little boy seemed to understand.
In a corner not far away, the middle-aged man No. 5, who was covered in black clothes and was tightly shielded, also looked up at the sky. His face was complicated and trance, with some regrets.
A sigh of regret came, and he slowly turned around and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
With the departure of the Son of God, the atmosphere all over the world became low and depressed, and it took a long time to recover.
In a huge laboratory full of white tones, more than a dozen researchers in white coats were walking around in a hurry.
Suddenly, the door of the laboratory made a beep and opened automatically to both sides.
The researchers paused slightly and turned their heads subconsciously to look over.
A middle-aged white man with an ordinary appearance in a black suit slowly walked out of the silver metal door.
The first thing he saw upon entering was a white-haired old man in his sixties, who was the dominant figure among the researchers.
"How is the research going?"
Marek, a middle-aged man in a suit
, stared at the old man and asked. Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man put down the equipment in his hand and walked
to Marek with a glass bottle. He raised the bottle in his hand and showed it to Marek.
The long glass bottle was filled with some transparent liquid, and in the transparent liquid like water, a ball of light golden blood the size of a fingernail was slowly floating in the liquid.
After Marek finished reading the bottle, he looked at Joel in confusion, wanting him to explain.
After showing the blood to Marek, Joel said in amazement, "I have never seen such special blood, it is so beautiful and perfect!"
"Not only is the structure very stable, but it also has terrifying vitality!"
"Even if it was extracted from that stone, can you believe that the blood cells are still alive after so long?"
"It is even absorbing the light wave energy between heaven and earth and replenishing itself all the time!"
As he said, he walked around the laboratory excitedly.
"Not only that, even the ordinary stone is affected by the blood, and its essence has changed!"
"An ordinary stone is actually releasing energy all the time, like a powerful radioactive source. After experiments, it is found that it is beneficial to the human body. It's incredible!"
Joel exclaimed again and again.
Marek frowned and asked, "I want more details! How is the experiment going?"
Old man Joel suddenly paused, and his chrysanthemum face froze for a moment.
"Haven't you figured out anything yet?" Marek narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous light.
He dared to swear that if this old man had wasted so much time and still hadn't figured out anything, he would definitely propose to replace him.
Marek's expression made Joel embarrassed, and he said aggrievedly, "You can't blame me for this!"
"You don't know the horror of that blood!"
He took a deep breath, and a faint light of awe flashed in his eyes.
"The blood cells have strong exclusivity. No matter whether it is a virus or anything else, as long as it tries to integrate into it, it will be destroyed by it in the first place, and then corroded and transformed into energy."
His face was full of grievances, "This experiment can't go on, it's really not my fault!"
"Dr. George is right!"
"The blood is too powerful!"
As he said this, other researchers beside him immediately cried out for him.
Marek took a deep breath, frowning, "Have you conducted biological experiments?"
After the words fell, the whole test site was quiet for a while, and the researchers looked at each other, their faces were embarrassed.
"No?" Marek was angry.
Joel hurriedly said, "The energy contained in the blood is very strong. We are afraid that using it on biological organisms will have unpredictable consequences!"
To put it bluntly, they are afraid.
As smart people, they dare not use biological organisms for experiments, not even a little white mouse. It's better to be safe than sorry.
If they really play too hard and become cannon fodder like in the movie, then they will have no place to cry even if they want to.
And this is that person's blood. This possibility is too great. It is not something that can be studied casually. It is like trying to step into the realm of God. It directly makes them feel afraid.
Looking at the dozen researchers, Marek found that they all had fear on their faces. He became even more angry. "Aren't these guys usually very brave? Why are they so timid now?"
Although he understood, he was still secretly annoyed.
If they don't study something, the higher-ups will scold them.
Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.
After a while, he still spoke, "I brought a prisoner here, you experiment on him!"
"What?!"
Joel and other researchers were shocked.
After a while of shock, they calmed down.
It's not that they haven't done human experiments before, but this time it's a little different.
Facing this blood, they haven't even done biological experiments yet, and it has entered the human body so quickly. Isn't
it not good? "If something goes wrong..." Joel stopped talking.
"This is the request from above, just do it, someone will protect you!" Marek retorted.
Hearing the above request, Joel and the others who were hesitant to speak could not help but shut their mouths.
Joel said helplessly, "Okay."
Marek nodded, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.
A few minutes later, four men in black with guns appeared, and they pressed a strong man into the door of the laboratory.
The strong man had a full beard, bronze skin, and bulging muscles on his tall body.
At this time, he was only wearing brown shorts, his upper body was bare, his hands and feet were locked with silver chains, and he was pushed by the people behind him to move.
"Tie him to the laboratory table!" Marek ordered.
"Yes!" The four men in black responded.
As the order was carried out, the strong man wanted to struggle, but with drugs all over his body, he couldn't struggle against the four men at all, and he was pushed onto a silver smooth metal bed.
There were four handcuffs on the four corners of the metal bed, which directly imprisoned him there and made him unable to move, like a beast to be slaughtered.
(End of this chapter)
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