Chapter 845 The Coming Day of Judgment

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The most prosperous capital of the Holy Mercia 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 Gods Descend - [Gonsavalan]

This city is very small, with mottled and low walls covered with moss and weathering marks, without any traces of magic. The buildings and sculptures in the city also generally present a yellowed ancient texture, except for the church in the center of the city, which always maintains a spotless white.

Such a slightly simple small city 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.

Just because this place once welcomed the advent of the "God", it is also the place where the first Holy Light Church was built.

For thousands of years, although this holy city is slightly dilapidated, it still attracts thousands of devout pilgrims to come and worship, even if the road here is dangerous and long, it still cannot stop them, just to see this place where the gods touch the world with their own eyes.

However, due to its special status, only true devout believers can be allowed to enter.

At this moment, Pope Saint Messia III is alone in the Pope's prayer room deep in the church, facing the altar, the pure and flawless light contained in the golden cup, holding the silver-white holy emblem of light on his chest with one hand, praying silently.

He has been a little uneasy recently, and a strange feeling of upset has always lingered around him, even if he prays to the gods, he can't get rid of it.

This is a very dangerous sign. As one of the strongest people in the Yar continent, this kind of mysterious sense of danger almost means that some kind of huge disaster is about to strike.

For this reason, he left all worldly affairs and came here specially to pray to the gods for guidance.

"The Lord we believe in, the Lord of billions of radiances..."

"You are the beginning, you are the end..."

"May your radiance spread throughout the world, 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 halo was cast from the three huge arched gemstone windows behind the altar, which were more than ten meters high and depicted sacred scenes, and enveloped the young pope, making his figure bowing his head 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 dissipated from the light on the altar in front of him.

The holy white light in the holy cup began to gradually brighten, and a warm and sacred breath enveloped Saint Messiah III's whole body, as if to expel all the abnormalities in him.

But in the next moment, a change that almost shocked Saint Messiah III occurred.

The three huge jeweled windows suddenly turned black as if they were stained by ink, and nameless darkness surged out of them. They surged, crawled over his white papal robe embroidered with gold patterns, and enveloped the light on the altar.

Saint Messia III wanted to stop it immediately, but was shocked to find that he seemed to have become an ordinary person in the darkness, and could not sense any sacred power.

As he watched helplessly, the dense darkness gradually enveloped the light. Even though the holy white light tried to pierce through countless layers of darkness, it still gradually extinguished under the seemingly endless erosion of darkness.

The next moment, Saint Messia III suddenly woke up and realized that everything just now seemed to be just an illusion. There was no darkness, and the light on the altar in front of him was still soft and bright.

However, under the triple crown on his head, sweat had soaked his golden hair, which fell down slightly sticky.

"The darkness of the end..."

A trace of lingering fear flashed in his eyes, and Saint Messia III breathed a sigh of relief.

That was not an illusion, but the guidance provided by God to him.

Although the glory of God exists in every church, the first church is different. This is a mystery passed down from generation to generation by every pope.

Slowly walking out of the prayer room, the young pope frowned.

Although there are already guesses, it does not mean that the problem has been solved, or it can be said that this only lets the shepherd know that the wolves are about to arrive.

Even in the corner of his heart, there is a trace of almost blasphemous thoughts that he dare not think about.

In the revelation scene just now, does the extinction of light mean that even the "god" can't protect himself?

"Yanile."

Saint Messia 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 trace of emotion in his expression or voice, as if he had lost all his emotions.

"The day of judgment is approaching, how is your condition now?"

Looking at Yanile, Saint Messia III suddenly asked without knowing the cause and the end.

"After becoming a saint, my strength has completely surpassed the ninth level, but I still cannot really reach the legendary realm."

The latter was not surprised by the Pope's question, and he explained his feelings calmly.

"There is no way ahead, some rules of this world seem to be missing, and a large part of them are 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,"

"Okay."

Nodding, the Pope ended the topic.

This is the natural barrier that blocks all professionals who attempt to break through the legend. After countless years of research and speculation, the conclusion that the rules are missing is also one of the conjectures that modern ninth-level professionals cannot break through the legend.

However, this conclusion also has obvious problems.

The magic guide structure that has lost some parts cannot function normally. How can the extremely precise existence of the world rules still operate normally when a part is missing?

Unless the rules are not missing at all, they are just "hidden" and actually still work.

The existence that can do this can only be a true legendary powerhouse.

And this is a dead end. The hidden means of the legendary powerhouse are almost impossible for the ninth-level existence to see through.

But now, there is not much time left for them.

Before the day of judgment recorded in the holy book arrives, if no one in the church breaks through the legend, then it can only step into destruction.

Suddenly, in the distant sky, a holy white stream of light suddenly flew into the church at a rapid speed, and then hovered in front of the pope and dissipated, revealing one of the silver-white holy emblems of light.

Frowning and taking it, the Pope glanced at the urgent information in it, and his expression became even more gloomy.

A strange disaster suddenly broke out in the Holy Mexia Empire without any signs. An amorphous existence that came from nowhere invaded many cities in the northwest and southwest of the empire.

They have extremely strong plasticity, usually appearing in the form of a series of bizarre, super-visual concept aggregates, and can disappear and become invisible for a short time. If they still have some breath that can be sensed, they may even be mistaken for some strange events.

Low-level clergy scattered in the four places have already sought support from the Holy See. These existences spread very quickly and can 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 fighting against them with all their strength.

What can be confirmed at present is that this is an ancient foreign existence, and the holy power has a good effect on it, but because it spreads too quickly and has strong power, the holy power of high-level clergy must play a decisive role in governance.

Faced with this sudden disaster, the defenses of many cities in the empire have become weak.

"Yanile, you 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)