"Holy Lord, Lady Annalia, Lady Floria," the missionaries of the Holy Light Church bowed in greeting.
Is this a divine presence?
"Do gods really respond to the call of believers?"
The surrounding crowd hurriedly knelt down in worship, but couldn't help but raise their heads to peek.
"Big brother, are you the Holy Lord of Light?" The little girl's clear eyes were full of surprise.
“They all say I am, so I must be.” Jiang Yan nodded gently and helped the other person up.
Whether in reality or in other realms, those heroes who fight against the abyss deserve respect.
Analia understood and gently chanted a spell. A beam of light descended, instantly washing away the dust and charred remains from the other person's body.
The little girl ignored her pale arms and tried to hold the cloth bag containing the ashes high: "God, can you save my mother?"
“Of course, the Holy Lord is omnipotent.” Jiang Yan smiled slightly and took the blood-stained cloth bag.
He could vaguely sense a broken soul tightly embracing the girl from behind, as if it were doing everything in its power to protect her.
It's simply unbelievable that an ordinary person's soul could achieve this.
That was a miracle called maternal love.
"Yes, yes!" The little girl nodded vigorously and said happily, "I saw in the holy book that the Holy Lord is omnipotent!"
Jiang Yan looked behind the other person.
It had burned almost everything, and its aura was so weak that it could be blown away with the slightest breath. Resurrection spells below the level of a god would indeed find it difficult to revive such a broken soul.
But the baptism of the Gates of Heaven is possible; Sheena has accumulated over 700,000 soul fragments for him, making it easy to repair a broken soul.
With a thought, the dazzling phantom of the Gates of Heaven slowly descended.
A beam of light filled with a sacred aura descended from the sky, and the spiritual energy behind the little girl gradually became peaceful.
As pure soul power was continuously poured in, the blurry humanoid figure gradually took shape during the baptism.
"stop!"
At that moment, several figures crashed through the windows of the high-rise building and flew in at high speed. They were dressed in noble clothes and exuded power fluctuations equivalent to diamond-level.
"This...it looks like the bishop of the Starfire Temple!"
"That's right, it's him. I saw him in the Temple Daily!"
Some onlookers couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Compared to the newly arrived Holy Light Church, the Starfire Temple, which had been deeply rooted here for a long time, was obviously more intimidating. They were truly important figures.
The leader had a gloomy expression; he hadn't wanted to show up, as it could easily escalate the conflict.
But things took an unexpected turn.
The deity from the small local church actually descended in person and killed all the men he had sent to cause trouble and silence them.
—That's fine, after all, the other party's deity has stepped in, so we have to give them some face, since even the main characters have turned to ashes.
But even in this situation, the opponent still has a way to revive!
Seeing the life force growing stronger and stronger, he could no longer sit still. That woman was cunning and treacherous. If she were to reveal any evidence he didn't know about, it would severely damage the temple's reputation, and even Starfire God wouldn't let him off the hook.
The baptism's glory continues, and the outline of a woman has taken shape.
The little girl couldn't help but go closer, calling out "Mommy" repeatedly.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me!" The bishop of the Starfire Temple looked at Jiang Yan, who didn't even glance at him, his eyes turning cold. He chanted a spell, and a huge fire dragon rushed straight towards him.
Standing behind Jiang Yan, Floria gently flapped her wings, and the fire dragon dispersed in the wind.
Her eyes shone with golden light as she spoke softly:
"In the presence of the Holy Lord, it is impolite not to kneel."
Divine Skill and Ritual Verdict.
Thump!
Under the influence of the rules of etiquette, the arrogant group from the Starfire Temple fell from the sky and uncontrollably knelt before Jiang Yan.
For a moment, outside the entire Holy Light Church, apart from the two six-winged angels, only the little girl whom Jiang Yan had helped up remained unaffected.
The kneeling believers secretly glanced up and couldn't help but start whispering among themselves.
"Is this really the bishop of the Starfire Temple? Why is he kneeling before the god of the Holy Light Church?"
"Definitely! I see him in the Magic Gazette all the time!"
"I get it! Didn't any of you read the Holy Scripture? It says that the Holy Lord of Light is the master of all gods, and it's very likely that the Starfire God is just one of the Holy Lord of Light's subordinate gods!"
"I see!"
Those around immediately realized what was going on and excitedly spread the secret to those nearby.
By the time it reaches the outermost edge, it has become:
"What! The Starfire Goddess is the servant of the Holy Lord of Light? The Starfire Temple is a branch of the Church of Holy Light? But isn't the Starfire Goddess a man?"
One member of the public said in disbelief.
"Ahem, that's what they all say, and the bishop of the Starfire Temple even knelt before the Holy Lord, so how could it be false?"
"That's true."
On the other side, the bishop, forced to kneel, blushed as he listened to the surrounding chatter. He tried his best to appear authoritative and roared at those around him, "Shut up!"
"Holy Light Church, I am the Bishop of the Starfire Temple. Are you trying to start a war with the Starfire God by treating me like this?!"
"That's right, Starfire God won't let you get away with this!"
The others behind also shouted.
As high-ranking members of the temple, they knew far more about the gods than ordinary people.
The true gods have long since disappeared. These so-called Starfire Gods and Blazing Fire Gods are merely more powerful cultivators. By adopting such names, they are only attempting to steal a sliver of the true god's position.
In their minds, this so-called Holy Lord of Light only possessed the strength of a mere Gold Rank cultivator. He was merely a pseudo-god who had gained the allegiance of some powerful beings through sheer luck, and thus had no divine position.
Therefore, they are not particularly afraid and dare to rebuke directly.
"To speak without asking when the Holy Lord is before us is impolite." Floria glanced at him indifferently and activated her ability again.
The whole world became quiet.
Amidst the incredulous gazes of the crowd, the radiance of the baptism gradually faded, transforming into a white robe that covered the resurrected woman.
She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the little girl who was clinging to her legs and calling out incessantly, gradually came to her senses, and hurriedly picked her up and held her protectively in her arms.
"Nia, are you alright? Let your mother see... Wait, aren't I already dead?" The woman suddenly froze, looking around. When she saw the Starfire Temple bishop kneeling with a humiliated expression, an incredulous look flashed in her eyes.
"What's going on..."
"Mommy, it was the Holy Lord of Light who saved you! The Holy Lord is omnipotent!" the little girl exclaimed happily.
"You...are you a god?" Only then did the woman notice Jiang Yan, and she hurriedly knelt down.
"No need for formalities." Jiang Yan used his magic to help the other person up and called softly, "Anna."
The six-winged angel beside him understood and pointed at the other party, transmitting everything that had just happened to the other party's mind.
The woman gradually showed a look of realization. She suddenly bowed solemnly to Jiang Yan and said, "I pray that the Holy Lord will make decisions for us. I am willing to be a devout believer for all eternity and to recite scriptures and praise you."
"What are your demands?" Jiang Yan did not stop her this time. He had Anna cast a holy light spell to increase courage during the memory transfer, just in case she swallowed her anger.
"As the widow of Lant Collin, corporal of the Vanguard Battalion of the Sixth Army of the Principality, I accuse the Bishop of the Temple of Starfire of deliberately causing the deaths of 378 brave soldiers of the Vanguard Battalion and embezzling more than one million in compensation. I beg God to judge!"
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