The miracle of the Sons of Night descended upon the entire Dark Night Parish, giving the dejected members of the Dark Night a much-needed boost. Their god had not fallen as rumored, nor had he abandoned them.
Inside the Cathedral of the Dark Night, when the Dark Night Pope and Bishop Eugene raised their heads again after their breakthroughs, the statues of the gods had returned to their original appearance, quiet and still, as if nothing had happened.
They were filled with a sense of loss, but the fluctuations of divine power within them revealed what had just happened.
Phil Gray hugged the cat that had suddenly appeared. Night, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep, purring softly, and it was unknown when she would wake up.
He knew the traditional way to restore divine power on the continent of Ver—sleep.
The Holy Spirit of Libra fell into a deep sleep after saving him and hasn't woken up yet. Now, he has a sleeping cat beside him, and he shakes his head helplessly.
"Who is this?" After calming down, the Dark Night Pope saw a young man holding a black cat.
The young man was exceptionally handsome, with long gray hair and sapphire blue eyes that held a gentle yet firm light.
Bishop Eugene hurriedly introduced, "Your Majesty, this is the Pope of the Church of Destiny."
"Oh, I see. You are the one favored by many gods? Not only the Pope of Fate, but also the Holy Son of Dawn?" The Pope of the Night had naturally heard of Phil Gray's reputation. More than a month ago, it was all the rage on the continent of Ver, and almost no one favored by the gods was not curious about him.
“Yes, I haven’t had a chance to visit you since I became the Pope of Destiny. I’m so sorry,” Phil Gray said politely.
"What brings the Pope of Fate here today?"
“I was entrusted by a senior member of the Dark Night Cult to return this sacred object to the Dark Night. I also promised him that if you encounter any difficulties, fate will surely help you.” Phil Gray took out a hidden black box from his spatial storage and told the Pope everything that had happened on the island.
"Thank you, thank you so much, you are my benefactor in the darkness."
The Dark Night Pope accepted the hidden black box and solemnly expressed his gratitude.
This is a sacred object. Tell me, which god-favored person in the world wouldn't dream of obtaining a sacred object day and night?
The Pope of Fate could have kept the relic a secret and kept it for himself, or even used it to exchange for a large amount of resources from the Dark Night. However, the Pope of Fate not only returned the relic but also took the initiative to propose an agreement to provide assistance.
Indeed, the favor of the gods is not without reason; the character of the Pope of Fate is truly rare in the world.
The Dark Pope looked at the young man with more respect and admiration.
“No need to be so polite. Our two religions are neighbors and should help each other. Now that I have witnessed the descent of your religion’s chief god and the increase in strength, congratulations,” Phil Gray said with a smile.
The Dark Night Pope probably never imagined that he and the Dark Night were connected by the cat in his arms.
However, even though this little guy is so weak, he can still elevate believers to the level of deification. Shouldn't I think of a way to get the God of Destiny to exert his power and improve the overall strength of destiny?
Even if He is being controlled, that is not an excuse for Him to give up.
After all, these famous churches now only have fate and no God, and the lack of top-level combat power is a fatal thing.
"Of course, the Night, Fate, and Dawn are all steadfast allies." The Night Pope smiled kindly.
“Speaking of which, I’ve been to Dark Night before, and visited Port Lunsi. Back then…” Phil Gray chuckled as he recounted his past experiences to the Dark Night Pope, quickly winning him even more favor.
After chatting for a while about the situation on the continent of Ver, Bishop Eugene, who had left not long before, came over.
"I've had a luncheon prepared urgently. How about His Holiness the Pope of Fate and I first visit the Grand Theater of Darkness, and then move to the restaurant?"
While they were talking, he went downstairs and ordered people to prepare a luncheon.
Although the Dark Night has declined, it still cannot be ignorant of etiquette. Of course, it must prepare a high-level banquet to entertain popes from other sects.
However, time is short, and we only hope that His Holiness the Pope will not mind too much.
"good."
Phil Gray, accompanied by the Dark Pope and Bishop Eugene, arrived at the Dark Theatre, the most famous building in the Dark Diocese.
In this parish with its nighttime theme, the theater industry is naturally the most developed.
"The play that is now being performed is The Fantastic Journey of Sulve. This poor boy hears the call of the Son of Night in his dream. The gods tell him that there is a treasure on the distant shore and that he should go there with a sword. He faces inner torment and struggle, and finally decides to set off with the last of his family's food. After overcoming many challenges, he finds the treasure in his dream, but discovers that the so-called treasure is actually a box of fish bones."
Everyone laughed at him, but his devotion to the gods made him have no doubt about the treasure, and he offered the box of fish bones as a sacrifice to the gods. The papacy at the time considered his actions blasphemous and wanted to execute him. Just then, the gods descended, not only saving the boy but also bestowing upon him countless treasures. From then on, Sullenberger became a very wealthy man. This folk tale has been passed down for nearly three thousand years and was later adapted into a classic drama of our church, aiming to tell us that as long as our faith in the gods is sincere enough, He will answer our requests. "The Dark Pope explained.
Phil Gray stroked the sleeping cat in his arms, finding it somewhat amusing. They probably didn't know that their god's true form was actually a cat, otherwise they wouldn't have thought the fishbone wasn't a treasure.
For a foodie cat, human gold and silver jewelry are no match for fish.
The actors performed with great passion, and the story was both bizarre and interesting, winning enthusiastic applause from time to time.
After watching Weir's classic play, Bishop Eugene had someone feed the horses for them, and Eli, the eagerly waiting "groom," was also fortunate enough to have lunch with them.
In the afternoon, under the warm hospitality of the Dark Night Pope, they visited the Dark Night's library together and received several of his rare books as gifts.
Since it was inconvenient for the Pegasus to travel at night, they decided to stay overnight in the Dark Parish and set off again the next morning.
Sleeping in a guest room at the Cathedral of the Dark Night gives you a sense of peace and tranquility, as if the stars and the moon are watching over you—an atmosphere unique to the night.
Early the next morning, Phil Gray and Eli set off again, this time heading to the Church of the Dead.
After traveling for six days, they finally arrived at the territory of the Church of the Dead. Fearing that the Pegasus would be too conspicuous and arouse suspicion, they landed in the territory of the Church of Eternity and left the horse in a border city of the Church of Eternity before walking into the territory of the Church of the Dead.
This is the city of Catomero, located at the border between the Church of the Dead and the Church of Eternity. As soon as they entered the city, a dense aura of death enveloped them.
The sky above the Church of the Dead always seemed to be covered by a thick layer of dark clouds, completely blocking out the sun. Although it wasn't as completely devoid of light as the abyss, nor as dark as the night, it still gave people a sense of oppression, as if a storm was brewing.
Phil Gray looked up and saw a clear dividing line in the sky, which clearly separated the inside and outside of the city. The inside of the city was gloomy and dark, while the outside was bright and open, creating a sense of division.
The city's buildings are modeled after the style of the Abyss, but they are ultimately inhabited by humans and still retain a sense of everyday life.
The passersby were all pale-faced, dressed in long black robes, and adorned with skull ornaments.
Of course, you can also see other people dressed in different outfits from time to time, but they are clearly not followers of the god of death.
“There are still a lot of outsiders in this city, after all, it’s on the border, so the atmosphere of death isn’t strong enough,” Eli said with a smile, arms crossed.
"Isn't that intense enough?" Phil Gray exclaimed, as he saw people on the street carrying tombstones and occasionally whispering their love to them.
Some of them were followed by a row of corpses, like corpse drivers from a past life.
Others rode in coffin-like vehicles, dressed in tuxedos, like vampires seen from the abyss.
"Hahaha, everyone here is human. You'll see when you get to the Vatican headquarters, some of them aren't even human."
"If it's not human, then what is it?" Phil Gray asked curiously.
“Some ancestors, after their deaths, were unwilling to go to the Wheel of Life for reincarnation, nor to the Abyss of the Dead. They, or a certain chosen one at the time, happened to possess sacred objects or skills that could allow the dead to exist for a long time, so they could exist in the human world in another form.” Eli thought for a moment and then said, “There are also some dead summoned by the chosen ones who can make a pact with them to stay in the human world, so there are many dead in the headquarters, and some dead can even sit in the high positions of the Holy See.”
"Of course, staying in the mortal realm is more of a self-sacrifice for them. For the development of the Church, they gave up the opportunity to stay with the gods. In this way, the Church of the Dead has the strength to rival the Dawn and remain the second largest church in Ver."
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