Chapter 467 Miracle
Ark World, Vegetarian Island, Holy Mountain, the original birthplace of the Sacred 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 that are right and wrong.
The human race in the Ark World originated from the Vegetarian Island. It was Xiao En who immigrated from the Boya World. Afterwards, he developed and established the first human kingdom, the Dragon Tooth Kingdom. Then, the Sacred Oak Church spread spiritual martial arts. Expanded, but now the once-famous Dragon Tooth Kingdom has long been buried in the dust of history.
A thousand years ago, the Dragon Tooth Empire, which was full of flowers on the surface but full of problems inside, was finally destroyed and turned into kingdoms of various sizes, followed by continuous wars that lasted for decades.
With the great geographical discovery 100 years ago, human beings began to step out of the isolated island and go to farther places. Now human beings have traveled to every corner of the world and ushered 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, rooting deep into the ground, grazing his flock for their god, although the Holy Oak Church maintains Permanent neutrality, non-interference 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 kingship of the country changes, the new king must be crowned by the Pope of the Holy Oak Church.
Since the ancient Dragon Tooth Dynasty, the Sacred Oak Church has surpassed other human forces with a transcendent attitude, and they were able to do this because the belief in the Sacred Oak has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the second is because They have extremely strong strength themselves, not only have a powerful church army, but also every generation has a strong man comparable to the fourth rank. Of course, in the final analysis, it is because there are people behind them.
The sacred mountain is still majestic, but with the development of the times, the headquarters of the Holy Oak Church has long been relocated to an isolated island, so this place has become somewhat deserted now.
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 after several times of withering, the golden oak that Sean planted at the beginning not only did not die, but became more and more luxuriant. .
"After so many years of baptism by the power of faith, has it finally begun to change? But it's not enough."
Under the golden oak tree, stroking the slightly rough trunk, feeling the power of faith lingering around the golden oak, Xiao En whispered.
This golden oak comes from the Boya Great World and belongs to the extraordinary plant, but strictly speaking, it is not high in essence. It is just that after so many years of conceiving and nurturing the power of faith in a world, even if it cannot actively absorb it, it still produces a little Transformation, if it goes on like this, after a long time, it may break its own limit and make possible out of the impossible, but it is more likely that it will wither before breaking the limit.
"Although the power of faith contains all kinds of mysteries, it is not so easy to use. I used to take it for granted, but this time it may be different."
Thousands of years have passed, although the golden oak has undergone a little transformation, but Xiao En understands that it is only a little more adaptable to the power of faith, and it still cannot really absorb the power of faith. Distance produces divinity, masters divine power, and condenses the divine body It is even more distant.
Looking at the golden oak in front of him, Xiao En began to communicate with the door of incompatibility.
The big world of Boya, the sea of origin.
Hum, the void vibrated, and the big dark star on which Xiao En entrusted his real name emitted a hazy light at this moment, but it was only fleeting, and did not cause any major movement.
The world of the craft, under the golden oak, the void twists,
A supreme aura emanated from Xiao En's body, and just a little leaked aura made the surrounding space a little unbearable, cracking a series of dark gaps.
Turning a blind eye to the surrounding scene, the phantom of the Gate of Infernal Affairs was reflected in his pupils, and a bit of pure and extreme brilliance flew out from between Sean's brows.
The brilliance leaps and changes, or becomes a leaf, or a portal, or a fruit, and disappears into the trunk of the golden oak in a trance. He is the projection of Xiao En's real name.
Hum, the void vibrated, and the golden radiance reflected the void. At this moment, the holy mountain of the holy church was rendered brilliant, like a kingdom of gods.
The branches and leaves stretched, and at the moment when Sean's real name projection sank into the Golden Oak, the Golden Oak's personality was instantly elevated, and it began to actively swallow the power of faith for the first time.
Booming, like a long whale absorbing water, it surrounds the golden oak, wandering around, and the power of faith that may dissipate at any time, is constantly swallowed by the golden oak at this moment, and sinks into the golden oak like a raging tide for a while .
The power of faith is a derivative of the soul power of intelligent life, which contains various emotions of intelligent life, some are beautiful and some are vicious, but no matter what kind, they are highly poisonous to the existence that absorbs the power of faith.
The misty brilliance emerged, even with the golden oak as a transit, all kinds of emotions in the power of faith still found Xiao En, dyeing Xiao En's pure soul with a different color.
Sensing such a change, Sean remained expressionless. He had already condensed his complete real name. It was not so 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 real name vibrated, the mighty power of the Infernal Gate fell, and the channel of the power of faith was cut off immediately, and it could only stay on the projection of the real name inside the golden oak.
"This is··········"
On the holy mountain, the members of the Holy Oak Church were immediately alarmed, but at this moment, no one could approach the top of the mountain, because the increasingly heavy coercion was really pervading there, enough to crush their waists.
The golden oak leaves withered one by one, and the thick branches withered one by one. After swallowing enough power of faith, the golden oak seemed to be unable to bear it, and gradually died.
Cracking, the decayed tree trunk cracked, and the new tree trunk began to take root and sprout, and the previous withering was just for a better new life.
The sacred aura flows, unlike the previous golden oak, the new golden oak is born different, with a sacred aura like a god.
The roots of the tree penetrated deeply into the ground, constantly devouring the power of faith, and the golden oak grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, all the sacred oak churches in the Ark World exuded brilliant brilliance at this moment, illuminating the human gathering places like stars. The traces left when the holy mountain spread away.
With the accumulation of a world, although the power of faith is dissipating all the time, it is enough for Golden Oak to use now.
The brilliant brilliance enveloped the entire holy mountain, and it took ten days and ten nights before it began to dissipate. At this time, the roots of the golden oak had penetrated deep into the earth, and the branches and leaves had penetrated into the clouds. The vegetarian island was shrouded, and the original holy mountain had become dust under its roots.
"This is a miracle."
On the holy mountain, looking at the golden oak with a holy breath, the old bishop who stayed behind in the holy place prostrated himself on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.