Chapter 586 Saint Nightingale
God said, let there be light, and it happened.
The small medicine box floats in the air, but the colorless light is not born here.
The sky, the earth, the mountain tops, the bottom of the sea, the creatures and everything in the world, soft light is born in every place and every corner.
Light is everywhere.
All living beings who are still awake in this world subconsciously look up at the glowing sky, and then look down at their own glowing bodies, as if they have some enlightenment in their confusion.
Everything is beyond common sense and everything goes against common sense.
But everything is normal, because this light is interpreting the sacred.
The whole world is filled with light, soft light, sacred light, immersing people in it, as if they have returned to their mother's arms, enjoying the long-lost peace and tranquility.
Through the bright light, people seemed to see an old woman in a trance. She was dressed in a white robe, holy and extraordinary. Her hunched back seemed to be carrying a heavy burden. Her gray hair and ravaged face seemed to be engraved with years. of vicissitudes of life.
The old woman knelt on her knees, clasped her hands in front of her, lowered her head and closed her eyes, with a solemn expression. She did not make any sound, but every creature in the world bathed in light seemed to hear an old but powerful voice. .
"Listen to every groan of the patient, feel the same pain as if you were suffering, and do your best to treat every patient regardless of status, at the expense of everything. I am willing to devote the rest of my life to serving With my soul, I am willing to sacrifice my will, and I am willing to give everything I have. I am willing to bear all the disasters in the world and save the disease and suffering in the world.”
That was not a voice, that was a cry from the heart. It was the truest wish in the heart of Saint Nightingale. Compassion for the world, cherishment of living beings, and hatred of suffering and disease instantly spread throughout the world under the carrier of light.
Through the light, people can truly feel the hearts of the saints, their empathy for the pain of each patient, their lofty will to sacrifice themselves, and their ambition to save the world even though they sacrifice themselves.
Behind her, the hearts of millions of people gathered together. It was the embodiment of the will of countless ordinary people, their sense of responsibility for the world, their desire to protect the people they cherish, and their desire to protect the peaceful life in front of them. courage.
The simple will of ordinary people, after a whole day of fermentation, turns into selfless virtue at this moment. This is the most noble will in the world, putting aside all self-interest and calculation, just for the same common goal.
Do whatever it takes to save the world from this mysterious plague.
The noble virtues of millions of people turned into the best nourishment for the light of miracles. The next moment, the old and simple medicine box floating in the air suddenly exuded a soft and warm breath.
Divine power broke out for the second time, and the power of healing, riding on the light of creating miracles, ignored the process of spreading and ignored all obstacles, and spread all over the world in an instant.
Bathed in the warm breath, the creatures seem to have returned to their mother's arms, wrapped in selfless love, and feel indescribable safety and comfort. The creatures closed their eyes involuntarily, relaxed every muscle in their bodies, and enjoyed this rare moment of happiness and peace. In the light, the old saint's figure was becoming more and more rickety, and the wrinkles on her face were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, she remained oblivious and still knelt down quietly to pray, with countless invisible thoughts. As her prayers emanated from her body, they were wrapped in the virtues demonstrated by millions of people and sent into the small medicine box.
At this moment, people saw her long and short life in a hazy way.
He lost his entire family of children to the plague, fell seriously ill and was about to die on the roadside, and was saved by the Sisters of Passion. When he witnessed the eldest sister who gave him a second life succumbing to the plague, and what he was most worried about before her death was her unrelated child, a seed was planted in the young heart.
So, after recovering, Nightingale joined the Church of Suffering and became the most loyal supporter and practitioner of the Suffering Doctrine. From then on, saving lives was all she had left in her life, and she stood on her side every day. The front line against disease and death, constantly entering and leaving epidemic areas and battlefields, and bringing back countless souls wandering on the other side of the River Styx. For this reason, he fell down in front of death countless times, but stood up again countless times.
"I need your help, all living beings shrouded in light."
In the light, Saint Nightingale slowly opened her eyes, her heart calm but firm, just like the hands she extended to the patients every time. She did not speak, but the voice in her heart had spread throughout the world. All creatures bathed in the light of miracles, whether they were intelligent creatures or not, conceptually and directly understood the will contained in the voice:
"Diseases and plagues are not terrible. They cannot knock us down. The only thing that can knock us down is the cowardice and fear in our hearts. That is our biggest enemy."
"Beings bathed in the light of miracles, children of every god, I need you to put aside the cowardice and fear in your hearts and face this plague with the greatest courage. As long as you have the courage and determination to defeat the plague, we will We can definitely defeat the plague and restore peace to the world.”
Under the nourishment of light, an undetectable warm current bursts out from people's souls, and the subtle warm current grows invisibly in the soul.
Looking at the old, frail, tired but extremely determined figure, and listening to the steady voice coming from the soul, people just feel that the fear and darkness that have been entrenched in the depths of the soul all year round are dissipating inadvertently, and courage is unconsciously in the depths of the soul. Taking root and sprouting everywhere.
We should not be afraid of the plague. We have the blessing of gods, we have the protection of saints, and we have so many people who love this world. Now, the saints have shown miracles in front of us, do we have anything to fear?
Then be brave, we are also bloody.
The call of the saints arouses the blood in the hearts of all living beings, and fearlessness and courage are the best weapons against the mystery from the dreamland. At this moment, the courage from living beings blooms with the strongest power. In the face of this power, Whether it is disease, transmission or replication, these powers that rely on mysterious power to erode the world are retreating steadily. Living creatures can even clearly feel that the depression and despair that have been entrenched in their hearts for more than a month are quickly fading, and hope is rekindled in their hearts. rise.
Yes, courage has been ignited, and creatures are no longer afraid.
In the light, the old woman who had been praying with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes, and her tired face showed a smile for the first time. She stood up slowly, tremblingly lifted the hem of her white robe, and smiled slightly at all the creatures. Bend your knees and bow slightly.
Following her movements, the small medicine box floating in the air suddenly exploded and turned into billions of streams of light that merged into the sky. At the same time, the brightness of the light that illuminated the whole world suddenly climbed to the extreme, and the whole world was filled with light and warmth.
The effect of the Miracle Light was fully activated.
(End of chapter)