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most prosperous capital of the Holy Messiah Empire is undoubtedly the City of Holy Songs located in the Great Plains of Holy Songs, but when it comes to the holy land of the Holy Light Church, we have to mention a small rocky city located in the northwest of the empire, surrounded by many steep mountains.
The place where the gods descended——【Gonsavalan】
The city was very small, with low, mottled walls covered with moss and weathering marks, without any traces of magic. The buildings and sculptures in the city also generally had a yellowed, ancient texture, except for the church in the center of the city which always remained spotlessly white.
Such a simple little town is a holy place in the hearts of countless believers of the Holy Light Church, and it is also the only place where every pope takes over.
This is because this place once welcomed the arrival of "God" and was also the place where the first Holy Light Church was built.
For thousands of years, although this holy city is a little dilapidated, it still attracts thousands of devout pilgrims to come and worship. Even the long and dangerous journey cannot stop them, just to see with their own eyes this place where the gods touch the world.
But due to its special status, only true devout believers are allowed to enter.
At this moment, Pope Saint Messiah III was alone in the Papal Prayer Room deep in the church, facing the altar, the pure and flawless light contained in the golden cup, with one hand pressing the silver-white holy emblem of light on his chest, praying silently.
He had been feeling a little uneasy lately, a strange feeling of disarray lingering around him that he couldn't shake even if he prayed to God.
This is a very dangerous sign. As one of the strongest people in the Yar continent, this vague sense of danger almost means that some huge disaster is about to strike.
For this reason, he left behind all worldly affairs and came here specifically to pray to the gods for guidance.
"The Lord we believe in, the Lord of billions of glories..."
"You are the beginning, you are the end..."
“May your light shine throughout the world, and may your ways be practiced on earth as they are practiced in your kingdom…”
Under the slightly dim and towering dome of the prayer room, a hazy and pure white light was cast from the three huge arched jeweled windows behind the altar, which were more than ten meters high and depicted sacred scenes, and enveloped the young Pope, making his figure with his head bowed in prayer appear particularly holy.
This prayer seemed to have attracted the attention of the gods. As Saint Messiah III continued to pray, a strange power emanated from the light on the altar in front of him.
The holy white light in the Holy Grail began to gradually brighten, and a warm and sacred aura enveloped the whole body of Saint Messiah III, as if to expel all abnormalities from his body.
But in the next moment, a change occurred that almost horrified Saint Messia III.
The three huge jeweled stained windows suddenly turned black as if stained by ink, and nameless darkness poured out from them. It surged, crawled over his white papal robe embroidered with gold patterns, and enveloped the point of light above the altar.
Saint Messiah III wanted to stop it immediately, but he was shocked to find that he seemed to have become an ordinary person in the darkness and could not sense any divine power.
As he watched helplessly, the thick darkness gradually enveloped the light. Even though that little bit of holy white light tried hard to pierce through countless layers of darkness, it still gradually went out under the erosion of the seemingly endless darkness.
The next moment, Saint Messiah III suddenly woke up and realized that everything that had just happened seemed to be just an illusion. There was no darkness, and the light above the altar in front of him was still shining softly.
However, beneath the triple crown on his head, sweat had soaked his golden hair, which hung down slightly sticky.
"The darkness at the end..."
There was a lingering fear in his eyes, and Saint Messiah III let out a long sigh.
That was not an illusion, but guidance provided to him by God.
Although the divine light exists in every church, the first church is different, a mystery passed down from generation to generation by every pope.
Walking out of the prayer room slowly, the young Pope frowned.
Although there have been speculations, this does not mean that the problem has been solved. In other words, it only lets the shepherd know that the wolves are about to arrive.
Even in the deepest corner of his heart, there was a thought that was almost blasphemous and he dared not think about it.
In the revelation scene just now, the extinction of light, does it mean that even the "God" cannot save himself?
"Yaniler."
Saint Messiah III called out in a low voice, and the next moment, a blond young man wearing a cardinal's robe and with holy white eyes appeared in front of him.
"Your Holiness—"
The latter saluted the Pope, but there was no emotion in his expression or voice, as if he had lost all his emotions.
"The day of judgment is approaching. How are you doing now?"
Looking at Yanile, Saint Messiah III suddenly asked without any context.
“After becoming a saint, my strength has completely surpassed the ninth level, but I still cannot truly reach the legendary level.”
The latter was not surprised by the Pope's question and he calmly explained his feelings.
“There is no road ahead. Some of the rules of this world seem to be missing, and a large part of them is missing. Even the power of faith cannot support me to stay in the state of a saint for a long time.
If this part of the rules cannot be completed,
"good."
With a nod, the Pope ended the topic.
This is the chasm that blocks all professionals who attempt to break through the legend. After countless years of research and speculation, the conclusion that rules are missing is also one of the conjectures why modern ninth-level professionals cannot break through the legend.
However, this conclusion also has obvious problems.
A magical construct that has lost some parts cannot function properly. How can the extremely precise existence of the world rules continue to operate normally when a part is missing?
Unless, the rules are not missing at all, they are just 'hidden', but they still work.
The only one who can do this is a truly powerful legend.
But this is a dead end. It is almost impossible for a ninth-level existence to see through the hidden methods of the legendary strongman.
But now, they don't have much time left.
Before the Day of Judgment recorded in the Holy Scriptures, if no one in the Church can break through the legend, then the Church will doom itself to destruction.
Suddenly, in the distant sky, a holy white light suddenly shot into the church at a rapid speed, then hovered in front of the Pope and dissipated, revealing a silver-white holy emblem of light.
The Pope took it with a frown, glanced at the urgent information in it, and his expression became even more gloomy.
A strange disaster suddenly broke out without any warning in the Holy Messiah Empire. An amorphous existence that came from nowhere invaded many cities in the northwest and southwest of the empire.
They are extremely plastic, usually appearing in the form of a series of bizarre, super-visual conceptual aggregates, and are able to disappear for a short period of time. If they did not still have some aura that could be sensed, they might even be mistaken for some strange event.
The low-level clergy scattered across the four lands have been seeking support from the Holy See. These beings are spreading very quickly, and are able to infect and assimilate ordinary people into one of them in an incomprehensible way.
At present, several archbishops in the empire have been alarmed and are trying their best to fight against it.
What is certain at present is that this is an ancient alien entity. Holy power has a very good effect on it, but because it spreads too quickly and its own power is very strong, the holy power of high-level clergy must play a decisive role in governing it.
Faced with this sudden disaster, the defenses of many cities in the empire have become weak.
"Yanile, you must go to the City of Judgment immediately and find the source of the disaster as quickly as possible and eliminate it. I will try my best to stabilize the situation during this period."
With a gloomy face, the Pope issued an order at the fastest speed, and then the figures of the two disappeared in an instant. (End of this chapter)
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