Son of Light 22
Luli stood up and walked down the stairs step by step as Mortis gradually retreated. His eyes passed from Mortis, through the exquisite gold and silver jewelry, the carved corridors, the solemn hall, and gradually looked towards St. Noah's Square.
The humble statue of St. Noah has been littered with garbage by enraged believers. Dirty colors are sliding down the corners of the statue's eyebrows, making it look like a loyal believer silently crying for the fall of the god.
Even so, the miracle of light has not yet arrived, and some smart believers have gradually realized what kind of fear and despair this is.
The great gods who guarded the entire universe no longer exist today. What power do they have to resist the invasion from the abyss?
Can I just wait for death silently?
Luli looked at the believers with ferocious expressions. He no longer had any reason to go against the teachings in his heart.
The violent believers desperately needed an outlet to vent their emotions, and handing over Lucius became their reason for insisting.
Even the hesitant believers could not help but be moved when they saw their companions' red eyes. Gradually, the voices spread to the entire Holy See. The paladins in charge of the garrison began to sweat coldly on their foreheads, and their unshakable faith began to waver.
"They need something to fill their emotions." Luli said softly, looking at Mortis who was sitting next to him.
"So you want to hand Lucius over? I tell you! Impossible! Unless I die, you step over my body!" Mortis said excitedly.
"Okay." Luli smiled lightly. Although the smile was fleeting, Mortis was stunned and then became furious. The scepter in his hand began to accumulate terrifying energy.
When the battle was about to break out, Luli took off the crown representing the Son of God on his head and took off his cumbersome clothes as he walked out.
As he walked, he said, "From this day forward, I, Luli Sadria, will withdraw from the Temple of Light."
Mortis watched him walk out of the hall in a thin white inner garment. He opened his mouth and heard a whisper like a breeze in his ears.
"Your Holiness, I leave this to you. Please take him away after I die."
Lucius Keane was a loyal believer of the God of Light. He sensed it immediately the moment the God of Light was being eroded. He acted decisively and promptly severed the hub of light power between the Holy See and its various branches, preventing the God of Light from eroding his subordinates in reverse. He single-handedly endured the massive backflow of abyssal power from the God of Light.
And this is the reason for the Pope's fall. God loves the world, but he does not know that God's most loyal believers love the world even more.
Lucius was a noble man worthy of respect, and he did not deserve to be treated so badly.
Because of this, when Luli returned to the Holy See, he did something that went against his inner teachings after facing Mortis's explanation. He hid Lucius and used holy water every day to resist the erosion of the power of the abyss. Even so, Lucius inevitably lost his mind.
But even after falling, Lucius remained gentle and never attacked others. Even when he was unable to bear it and had to hurt himself, he never hurt anyone. From then on, he imprisoned himself and did not allow anyone to visit him.
Luli knew all of this very well, but the more he knew, the more he was stuck in the quagmire. While he was clearly aware that Lucius was dead, he was painfully looking for every chance for him to survive.
The so-called doctrine in my heart was shattered at that moment.
"No, what are you going to do?" Mortis chased out and said in disbelief.
"What's the point of you leaving now? To serve as a scapegoat? The wrath of the believers will kill you! The Church cannot lose you again after losing Lucius!"
Luli stood outside the hall and looked down. When he heard Mortis' words, he slightly turned half of his pale face.
He uttered a sentence lightly that shocked Mortis.
"Who do you think has taken over the erosion from the God of Light since Lord Lucius lost his mind?"
The dirty black mud gradually submerged half of Luli's exquisitely painted profile. The Son of God's silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his azure eyes turned pure black. He opened his arms and whispered to the breeze:
"I've been crazy for a long time, so wouldn't it be perfect for me to die in Lord Lucius' place?"
"You...you!" Mortis burst into tears and burst into tears.
"Those who fall into depravity should be burned at the stake as an example to the believers."
Luli's voice faded away.
This was the last time Mortis watched the young man's back gradually disappear into the distance. His inner persistence collapsed, and his always upright back gradually became hunched.
"The Holy See of Light no longer exists from today on." Mortis slumped down on the chair tiredly and turned his head to look at Lindy behind him. He didn't know when the woman came and didn't say a word during the quarrel between the two.
At this moment, she looked at Luli's departing figure with a serious face, without saying a word.
A faint gleam of water flashed across her eyes.
In the year 506 of the Guangming calendar, the Son of Light appeared to explain the disappearance of Pope Lucius.
Then the Son of God suddenly fell in the square, causing widespread panic. The Son of God Luli Sadlia bluntly said that he was the one who imprisoned Pope Lucius because he could not resist the temptation in his heart and fell when he was fighting in the lower planes.
After returning, he was discovered by the Pope, who killed him, imprisoned him, blocked the news, and took control of the entire Holy See of Light.
The believers were in an uproar, and under the guidance of some angry and powerful believers, they took turns attacking the Fallen Luli and finally captured him.
He was then tied to the stake and burned at the stake in Piazza San Noia.
The burning at the stake that day was particularly severe. The flames were bright, burning the half-beautiful, half-hideous face of the Holy Son, while those dark eyes were filled with a calm relief from beginning to end.
After the burning at the stake, not even a trace of the Son of God's ashes was left, as if such a person had never existed in the world.
In the same year, the Holy Trinity collapsed. The remaining members of the Holy Trinity, led by Cardinals Mortis and Lindy, occupied a small lifeless plane with a super-large defensive barrier as their foundation and settled there, calling it Star Valley.
The Goddess of Life performed miracles, and the elves from the far east of the continent entered the continent and united with the God of War, the God of Forging and other lower gods to resist the erosion of the abyss. However, their power was still too weak, and the erosion of the abyss gradually became stronger. Gradually, gods fell. From the moment the Goddess of Life declared herself asleep, the entire universe fell into darkness except for the Star Valley and the Pole Island protected by the Goddess of Life.
And people had to believe the fact that the God of Light had fallen. From that day on, the Age of Light ceased to exist and the Age of Darkness began.
The world has fallen into an unprecedented dark period.
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