The morning light lies on the glass windows and sneaks into the holy church through the gaps. The colorful halo sprinkles on everyone in the church, magnificent and gorgeous.
Wen Liyu was kneeling in the first row, only half a step behind the person in front of her. She was wearing a black robe and holding a cross in her hand, her fingers slender and white.
Having not been exposed to the sun for many years, her skin was white and almost transparent, and her small red lips were opening and closing as she recited devout prayers.
The prayers of all people merged in the sky, like an ancient and beautiful song.
"Ding, the world story is being transmitted..."
Wen Liyu had just entered this world and didn't know how to pray, so she could only open her mouth and pretend to pray. Fortunately, everyone was very focused and no one noticed that their saint was slacking off.
She closed her eyes and pretended to be praying very seriously, but she was actually receiving plot information.
The male protagonist of this world is the god of light who created the world. Because he was too bored, he created a body and traveled to the human world. When he met the female protagonist, he fell in love with her.
But the heroine didn't like him. After being with someone else, the hero, consumed by jealousy, destroyed the world.
"Ding, the host's main task this time is to make the God of Light fall in love with you and leave offspring for the God of Light." The system directly released the main task.
Wen Liyu was stunned. In the previous world, she was so busy playing with Shaoyao that she forgot that there was a heroine in the small world.
This time, she is the Saint of the Holy Church and one of the candidates for the next Pope.
There are six cities in this small world, five of which surround the city in the middle. She is the saint of the cathedral in the middle, and her status is the highest among the six saints.
"Has the incarnation of the God of Light met the heroine?" Wen Liyu was more concerned about this question. If she had, then what else would she be able to conquer?
And as a saint, she cannot go out at will and must stay in the church to pray to her dearest Father God.
"Ding... Testing... Testing completed. The God of Light is still traveling alone and it will take another month before he meets the heroine." said the system.
Wen Liyu couldn't help but sigh, but she didn't notice that the prayer had ended. Her sigh was extremely harsh in the quiet and peaceful church.
The Pope was a kind old man. He stood up with the support of his scepter and said, "My child, are you in trouble?"
The Pope's scepter is extremely gorgeous, with a huge stone of light inlaid on it and surrounded by many small stones of light.
This is the largest stone of light in the world. It is said to be a gift from God the Father and the glory bestowed by God the Father.
Wen Liyu clasped her hands together, her eyes drooping slightly, her eye sockets slightly reddened. Her pitiful appearance was endearing, "I'm very sorry, Your Holiness, I lost my composure. I just felt very sad and upset when I thought about not being able to see God the Father after praying. I wanted to stay in the church forever and pray for God the Father, so that God would notice my love for Him..."
This long passage moved the Pope and the other clergy who came to pray to tears. They kept sighing in their hearts about the saint's devotion to God the Father.
"My child, you don't have to blame yourself. The fact that you have such thoughts shows that your love for God the Father has reached a new level." The Pope smiled lovingly and reached out to lightly support her elbow, helping her to stand. "I am happy for you, my child."
"Thank you, Father God." Wen Liyu bowed to the statue in front of her according to her memory, staring at the statue with a gaze that seemed very hot and full of love to others.
The God of Light, who was feeling bored and happened to be on the statue, saw through her heart and lies at a glance, and glanced at her coldly through the sculpture.
He didn't remember any of his children being such a lying little liar.
The God of Light’s name is simply Qi. He is heartless and desireless. In real life, he is as cold and rigid as the sculptures in the church.
He lived alone in the temple of the Ninth Heaven for thousands and tens of thousands of years, day after day being boring and empty.
Looking at this lying little fish through the statue, he felt a trace of anger that he hadn't felt in a long time. "She should be taught a lesson."
Let her know the price of lying to God.
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As a saint, after finishing her daily prayers, she has to answer questions for all living beings and listen to them confess their sins.
Wen Liyu returned to the room according to her memory, and the priest brought her holy water and helped her bathe and wash.
Slender arms stretched out from the black robe, and fingers slowly took off the hood, revealing a beautiful face favored by the God of Light.
Her long platinum hair fell to the base of her thighs. It was flowing and soft, warmer and brighter than the morning light. Her clear and bright blue eyes were like a pool of water in a heavenly lake, so holy that it made people feel inferior, and made those who looked into her eyes have the illusion that they were looking into the eyes of God the Father.
Her lips are like the plumpest and pinkest rose petals in the world, with a slightly protruding lip bead, which makes people salivate and want to taste her lips to see if they are really as sweet as they look.
There is a saying circulating in the main city: The Saint is the most beloved child of the God of Light and is favored by the gods.
Wen Liyu was a child that the Pope picked up in the Vatican one day according to his premonition.
The Vatican was heavily guarded, with priests patrolling everywhere at all times. Even a small insect could not fly in, yet a weak baby appeared. No one saw her until the Pope found her.
The Pope believed this was a miracle.
She is so beautiful that anyone who is seen by her will be bewitched by the devil and want to monopolize this beauty.
The attendant placed the holy water on the golden table and left the room.
"Wow, this is so troublesome." Wen Liyu maintained the compassionate expression of a saint, but complained to the system in her heart, "I have to take a bath three times a day, and I can only use holy water?"
"Beep, this is the rule of the church. The saint and the son must only use holy water since birth to maintain the purity of body and mind." The system is catching up on the knowledge of this world. He has not read the novels written by people in the religious world!
Wen Liyu stood in front of the basin, scooped up a pool of transparent holy water, and washed her hands with it first. "Is this water different from ordinary water?"
"Ding, a small amount of light power is detected in the holy water."
Wen Liyu lowered her eyes thoughtfully, "The power of light."
She closed her eyes and recalled the prayer the saint said before using her power. A string of beautiful and obscure words emerged in her mind.
Wen Liyu seemed to understand the meaning of this text naturally and read it out slowly. Her voice was also unique, like the whisper of an angel, beautiful and melodious.
But after she finished reciting, nothing happened in the room. The light power that the saint could use freely seemed to have disappeared.
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