Chapter 343 343 "Heresy" In the Kingdom of God

Chapter 343 343. “Heresy” in God’s Kingdom

Through the contact of Ivy, Croya quickly found Mifein who was in a bitter battle - this recipient of death and earth seemed to be the most unlucky even if he was shielded by eternal magic and iris flowers.

When Croya found him, he was being suppressed and beaten violently by a woman wearing a white robe. The terrifying holy magic was like a violent storm, making him breathless.

"Um?"

"This is... a barrier." As Croya approached, it was obvious that the female Holy Spirit was consciously isolating the fight between her and Mifein.

So even though Croya had seen the stormy holy light, he couldn't feel any magic fluctuations.

It is indeed incredible that a Holy Spirit would hide his fight with outsiders in the Kingdom of God of his Lord.

Does she have any ideas?

Because of this curiosity, Croya did not use powerful magic as soon as he came up. He just sneaked in and quietly added a bunch of blessings to Mifein.

"Blessings of Courage!"

"Dawn's blessing!"

"Source of the Sun!"

In an instant, Miffy's body lit up with a variety of lights like a lantern show. Thanks to these blessings, he changed his situation and directly hit the female Holy Spirit.

During this period of time wandering around outside, he has obviously improved a lot in combat experience, and has become more comfortable in controlling the power of death and life.

The sickle in his hand was swinging very fiercely, as if it was tearing apart the space. The breaths of death and life were intertwined behind him, and a huge figure in black robes seemed to appear vaguely.

It's just that the figure doesn't seem to be holding a sickle, but...a bident. The bident shining with black light exudes terrifying divine power in his hands that makes people tremble.

As soon as He appeared, the surrounding space barriers began to become unstable.

It seems that a deep gaze is cast here, with the black mist and tranquility of eternal sleep in the underworld.

The owner of that gaze is definitely far more than the Father of Light.

"!!!" Ivy said in surprise: "This is the power of Persephone. Why did she suddenly look at this place? This friend of yours seems to be very unusual."

Croya was also surprised: "Is this going to turn Mifein into a favored one by God?"

"I remember Persephone is the wife of Hades, the god of the underworld, right?"

Ivy replied: "Yes, he has some connections with the Ophis family. I guess he may have sensed something."

I don't know why, but its voice seemed a little embarrassed and cautious, and it didn't dare to say more about the Ophis family.

Croya knew exactly what it was embarrassed about: "Orpheus, the ancestor of the Orpheus family, seemed to have been killed by the men of Dionysus, the god of wine, right?

Before his death, he went to the underworld because of his wife, but it seemed that he failed in the end, so he felt sad and was finally killed.

But I'm curious, if Orpheus is dead, how could he leave any heirs? "

As his level increased by another level, reaching the ninth level mage, his resistance to the world curtain became much stronger, and he was able to clearly remember some things from the past.

All it takes is an opportunity, and those memories fill his mind like a gush of spring water - now is such an opportunity.

"...Even Helios can use the solar furnace to resurrect his son, how could Apollo not do it." Ivy sighed softly: "In the world of gods, the boundary between life and death is not so unbreakable. Even Orpheus was able to impress the gods of Hades with his music and bring back his wife Eurydice.”

"Wait! You mean Eurydice??" Croya was surprised.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that Elister's apprentice, the mage who designed the gods, had a female name - it was like the fog suddenly lifted, and what happened behind it surprised him.

Ivy replied: "The man who rose from the dead."

"Could also be called 'Eurydice'."

Its words gave Croya some goosebumps. This feeling was like an instinctive tremor. Croya didn't feel afraid, and still felt uncomfortable because of this incident.

Hence the name "Eurydice"...

He shook the ivy on his wrist and watched its leaves collide gently: "I can't understand these things until I enter the star realm, right? I'm really looking forward to it."

At this moment, the figure hovering over Mifein suddenly looked at him. Hidden under the black mist was a pair of clear, quiet but majestic eyes.

"I'm waiting for you."

"Also waiting for him to be my messenger."

Persephone's figure disappeared.

But before He left, He still nailed the Holy Spirit directly to the ground. The powerful Holy Spirit had no resistance in front of the double-dent thrown by the real god.

If he hadn't noticed that Croya and the others were playing infiltration now, he would have been directly favored by Mifein. He was just a god from the plane world, and he didn't care at all.

Croya then walked over and looked at Mifein curiously: "How do you feel?"

Mifein bent over and took a few deep breaths: "I feel very good. Just now... it must have been a real god, right? He wanted me to be his messenger."

"Yes, that god..." Kloya thought for a while but didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at the female Holy Spirit on the ground - the latter was staring at him intently at this moment, and didn't seem to care at all that he was actually nailed to the ground like a fish.

Her appearance made Kloya feel familiar... It seemed that he had seen her portrait somewhere.

"You are outsiders, right?" The Holy Spirit was very sure: "You can enter the kingdom of light, you must be a powerful outsider."

It seems that she is not very satisfied with the light.

How can the Holy Spirit directly call his Lord "light"? Generally speaking, he calls him "great father" or "Lord of light".

The enemy of the enemy may not be his friend, but he must be able to communicate, so Kloya showed a brilliant smile, and the charm equivalent to permanent constant was immediately exuded.

In addition, his Apollo god costume full of divinity is even brighter than the sun in the sky.

"..."

The female Holy Spirit was slightly stunned, and her face flushed a little.

With her strong willpower, she reluctantly turned her eyes away from Cloya's attractive face and introduced herself: "I am Yani, the Saint of Light from three hundred years ago."

"Now... has the light changed?"

"I can feel that there are too many impurities in His holy light. I can no longer understand what the holy spirits who came here are talking about. It seems that they have abandoned the doctrine of light, but have received more and more favors."

Saint Yani looked at the sky, her eyes full of sadness.

Oh? Cloya and Mifeiyin looked at each other, and the latter came to Yani and told the saint everything that had happened during this period, without any bias, just stating the facts.

But even if it is just an objective description of what the Holy See of Light did during this period, it is still frightening - they sacrificed believers, exploited civilians, sold indulgences, and destroyed cities one after another with holy fire in the name of light.

The more they lost in the war, the crazier they became.

When Yani heard these things, she clenched her hands tightly, with anger on her face: "They are indeed squeezing the power of light... No wonder my Lord would open up such a world for us.

He should have realized that he would be swept away by faith."

Seemingly having made up her mind, she pointed to the bident on her body awkwardly: "Can you pull it off? I'll take you to a place where all of us holy spirits stay."

Kloya and Miphiin looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes, so Miphiin simply pulled out the bident and held it in his hand.

Then Yani led the two people to a small village, walked to a well and jumped directly down, and the two also followed boldly with the back road.

After a brief feeling of weightlessness, they fell from the sky-this seemed to be an abnormal small world. They clearly entered from the wellhead, but fell from the sky.

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After falling to the ground and adapting, Cloya looked around and saw simple thatched houses and fences made of branches, with some normal vegetables planted inside.

This place is completely different from the "shining brilliance" of the Kingdom of Light. It is as quiet as a small village hidden in the mountains, ordinary but comfortable.

"Yani."

"These two people are..."

An old man in a white robe and a waist-length beard suddenly appeared. His cloudy eyes were filled with wisdom after experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

Although his appearance was ordinary, Cloya and Miphiin quickly recognized him - this was the Pope elected by the Seven Gods four hundred years ago!

Yani quickly introduced: "Mr. Pope, this is from outside the Kingdom of God... They told me something."

As she said this, her face became serious: "I think we need to hold a meeting. This is related to our Lord, our Father, our... future."

The muscles on the face of the old man, that is, the Pope, twitched: "I know what you want to say."

"I also know what the answer of all of us is. There is no need to hold a meeting. I will inform them."

The old man showed his determination. At that moment, it seemed that he could see the decisiveness of the Pope when the Church was at its strongest hundreds of years ago.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Cloya and Mifeiyin: "Two guests, you should know that I am the Pope Saint Nisoria four hundred years ago.

Now I sincerely invite you to help us break the door of the Temple of Light.

We are going to meet our Lord, and I hope He is still awake."

Well, in fact, both Cloya and Mifeiyin expected this situation-this saint and this pope are very gentle but wise in the history of the Church.

When Saint Yani was alive, she signed a trade agreement with the elves, and planned, designed and built the most important grain-producing area of ​​the Holy See of Light and the canal that runs through the entire Holy Kingdom.

During the more than 100 years, the Holy See did not send out any knights related to the trial, but the number of believers doubled.

Pope Saint Nisorius was even more exaggerated. When he was alive, he used strong political means to balance the conflicts between the Seven Gods Church, and also helped many countries to be established, and even extended his influence to the astral world and other planes.

In other words, he established the fact that the Holy See of Light is the most powerful faith force in the human kingdom.

If they were sitting in the upper echelons of the Church now, the situation would never be so corrupt. Even Miphiin, who was once the bishop of the Earth Mother, felt that the madness of the Church of Light was exaggerated.

Kloya thought for a moment: "To be honest, I think even if you can see the light, you may not get the desired result."

He shook his head, knowing the gods well: "According to your situation, the light has obviously been engulfed by faith, and His consciousness is no longer Him."

--He said this because he admired these celebrities in history. What they did was worthy of praise no matter what. Even if they were hostile forces at present, he would not slander them, nor did he need to rely on belittling to elevate himself.

The old man was quite surprised to hear what Kloya said: "Mr. Mage, are you worried about us?"

You know, they are still hostile at this moment!

Is this mage so broad-minded?

"That's right." Cloya pointed to the small village isolated from the Kingdom of Light: "The reason He did this is that He should have expected that He would be swept away by faith.

You will not get the desired result if you go to see Him, and there is a high probability that you will die directly.

But... I have a way."

The wizard smiled subtly: "If we kill all those petitioners who affect His thinking, will it be OK?"

--This is his second idea. Since we are here, let's just do something big.

Originally, he was a little worried about whether his demon army and insect swarms could really affect this country. If someone leads the way, he won't have to think so much.

Eurydice's idea is good, and he is willing to help, but if he can solve it by his own strength, he is willing to come in person.

Neither the Saint nor the Pope expected Cloya to say this.

But they are not shy people. The current situation is that it is difficult for the Kingdom of Light to solve it by relying on them alone, and they urgently need the help of external forces.

Coincidentally, there is a powerful external force now.

Then, things are very simple.

At this time, several people suddenly fell from the sky in the distance, including a holy spirit wearing bright armor... and a person wearing a Greek god suit.

——Estner, Achilles, Oak, they were all brought here by the holy spirits.

Obviously, this was not accidental.

The control of the Kingdom of Light by the petitioners over the Kingdom of God is not as strong as these holy spirits hiding in the well.