Chapter 467 Miracle
Craftworld, Vegetarian Island, Holy Mountain, the original birthplace of the Holy Oak Church.
There is a huge time flow difference between the Ark World and the Boya World. One day in the Boya World is one year here. Thousands of years have passed since humans took root in this world.
Time is the most ruthless thing. Thousands of years have passed, and the sea has turned into a mulberry field, leaving only things and people changed.
The human race in the Ark World originated from the Vegetarian Island. It was Sean who immigrated from the Boya World. Later, it developed and expanded, establishing the first human kingdom, the Dragon Fang Kingdom. Then the Holy Oak Church spread the spiritual martial arts, and the human expedition to the isolated island further strengthened its power. Expanded, but now the once famous Dragon Ya Kingdom has been buried in the dust of history.
A thousand years ago, the Dragon Fang Empire, which was flourishing on the surface but full of problems on the inside, was finally destroyed and transformed into kingdoms of various sizes, followed by decades of continuous war.
With the great geographical discovery 100 years ago, human beings began to move out of the isolated island and toward farther places. Now human beings have traveled to every corner of the world, ushering in a true heyday.
Of course, no matter how the various kingdoms change, whether they are born or destroyed, the Holy Oak Church still stands there, digging its roots deeply into the land, grazing His sheep for their god, although on the surface the Holy Oak Church remains It is permanently neutral and does not interfere in the internal affairs of each country, but the core condition for the establishment of each country is the recognition of the Holy Oak Church, and whenever the country's kingship changes, the new king must be crowned by the Pope of the Holy Oak Church.
Since the ancient Dragon Fang Dynasty, the Holy Oak Church has stood above other human forces in a transcendent manner. They can do this firstly because their belief in the Holy Oak has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and secondly because They themselves possess extremely strong strength. Not only do they have a powerful church army, but each generation has powerful men who are comparable to the fourth level. Of course, in the final analysis, it is because there are people behind them.
The Holy Mountain remains solemn, but with the development of the times, the headquarters of the Holy Oak Church has long been moved to the isolated island, so now this place is somewhat deserted.
With his body condensed, Sean walked up the holy mountain step by step.
On the top of the mountain, a long time has passed and the golden oak tree that Sean planted has not only not died but has become more and more prosperous. The tree is a hundred meters high and has bright leaves, as if it were made of real gold, flowing with a faint brilliance. .
"After so many years of baptism by the power of faith, has it finally begun to transform? But it is not enough."
Under the golden oak tree, stroking the slightly rough trunk and feeling the power of faith lingering around the golden oak, Sean murmured in a low voice.
This golden oak comes from Boya World.
It is an extraordinary plant, but strictly speaking its essence is not superior. It is just that after so many years of being nurtured by the power of a world's faith, even if it cannot actively absorb it, it will still undergo some transformation. If it continues like this, it will go through a long period of time. After time, it is possible that it will break its own limits and make the impossible possible, but more likely, it will wither before it breaks the limits.
"Although the power of faith contains all kinds of mysteries, it is not easy to use. I took it for granted in the past, but this time it may be different."
Thousands of years have passed, although the golden oak has undergone some transformation, Sean understands that it is just more adaptable to the power of faith, and it is still unable to truly absorb the power of faith, produce divinity from distance, master divine power, and condense the divine body. It’s even more distant.
Looking around, looking at the golden oak in front of him, Sean began to communicate with the Door of Infinity.
The big world of liberal arts is the origin of the sea.
Buzz, the void shook, and the dark star that Sean placed his real name on emitted a hazy light at this moment, but it was fleeting and did not cause any big movement.
In the Arkworld, under the golden oak tree, the void was twisted, and a supreme aura emanated from Sean's body. Just a little leaked aura made the surrounding space a little unbearable, and dark gaps opened.
Turning a blind eye to the surrounding scene, the shadow of the Gate of Infinity was reflected in his pupils, and a pure brilliance flew out from between Sean's eyebrows.
The brilliance leaps and changes, sometimes turning into leaves, sometimes becoming portals, sometimes becoming fruits, and submerging into the trunk of the golden oak in a trance. He is the projection of Sean's real name.
Hum, the void shook, golden light reflected the void, and the holy mountain of the holy church was rendered brilliantly at this moment, like the kingdom of gods.
The branches and leaves stretched, and at the moment when the projection of Sean's real name submerged into the golden oak, the golden oak's status was instantly elevated, and it began to actively absorb the power of faith for the first time.
Rumbling, like a long whale sucking water, surrounding the golden oak. The power of faith, which is floating around and may dissipate at any time, is constantly being swallowed by the golden oak at this moment. It is like a raging tide that continues to sink into the golden oak's body. .
The power of faith is a derivative of the soul power of intelligent life. It contains various emotions of intelligent life, some are beautiful and some are vicious, but no matter which one, they are highly poisonous to the existence that absorbs the power of faith.
A misty brilliance emerged, and even with the golden oak as a transit, the various emotions in the power of faith still found Sean, dyeing Sean's pure soul with a different color.
Sensing such a change, Sean remained calm. He had condensed his complete true name. It was not easy for these powers of faith to shake his soul, not to mention that he was not without means to deal with it.
Hum, the true name vibrated, the mighty power of the Gate of Infinity dropped, and the spreading channel of the power of faith was immediately cut off, and could only stay on the projection of the true name in the golden oak.
"This is··········"
On the Holy Mountain, the members of the Holy Oak Church were suddenly alarmed, but at this moment, no one could get close to the top of the mountain, because the increasingly heavy pressure was really permeating there, enough to crush their waists.
The golden oak leaves withered one by one, and the thick branches withered one by one. After swallowing up enough power of faith, the golden oak seemed to be unable to bear it and gradually died.
With a click, the rotten tree trunks split, and new tree trunks began to take root and sprout. The previous withering was just for a better new life.
The sacred aura flows. Different from the previous golden oak, the new golden oak is born different, with a sacred aura like a god.
The roots of the tree penetrate deeply into the earth, constantly swallowing the power of faith, and the golden oak grows at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, all the sacred oak churches in the Arkworld emitted brilliant brilliance at this moment, lighting up the human gathering place like stars. This is the power of faith remaining in the churches that is drawn towards The traces left behind as the Holy Mountain spreads away.
With a world's accumulation, although the power of faith is dissipating all the time, it is enough for Golden Oak to use now.
The brilliant light enveloped the entire Holy Mountain, and it took ten days and ten nights before it began to dissipate. By this time, the roots of the golden oak tree had penetrated deep into the earth, and the branches and leaves had reached into the clouds. The lush crown of the tree was like an umbrella covering the entire mountain. The Vegetarian Island has been shrouded, and the original sacred mountain has become dust under its tree roots.
"This is a miracle."
On the Holy Mountain, looking at the golden oak trees flowing with the sacred atmosphere, the old bishop who stayed behind in the Holy Land prostrated on the ground, with tears in his eyes.
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