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 in a white robe. The terrifying holy magic was like a gust of wind and rain, making him breathless.
"Huh?"
"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!"
"Blessed by the dawn!"
"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 could impress the gods of the underworld 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."
"Can also be called 'Eurydice'."
Its words gave Croya some goosebumps. This feeling was like an instinctive tremor. Croya didn't feel scared, but still felt uncomfortable because of this incident.
So 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 become 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 should be a real god, right? He wants me to be his messenger."
"That's right, that god..." Croya thought for a while but said nothing. Instead, he looked at the female Holy Spirit on the ground - the latter was staring at him intently at the moment, as if he didn't care at all. Still being nailed to the ground like a fish.
Her appearance felt familiar to Croya... It seemed that she had seen her portrait somewhere.
"Are you outsiders?" The Holy Spirit was very sure: "If you can enter the bright Kingdom of God, you must be a powerful outsider."
It sounds like she is not very satisfied with Guangming.
How can the Holy Spirit directly call his Lord "Light"? Generally speaking, he is called "Great Father", "Lord of Light" and so on.
The enemy of your enemy is not necessarily your friend, but you must be able to communicate, so Croya showed a bright smile, which was equivalent to a permanent charm.
Coupled with his divine Apollo costume, it is simply brighter than the sun in the sky.
"..."
The female Holy Spirit was slightly startled and her face turned a little red.
Relying on her strong willpower, she reluctantly moved her eyes away from Cloya's attractive face and introduced herself: "I am Yani, the saint of light three hundred years ago."
"Now...has the light changed?" "I can feel that His Holy Light contains too many impurities. I can no longer understand what the Holy Spirits who came here are talking about, as if they have abandoned The bright teachings have received more and more attention.”
Saint Yani looked at the sky, her eyes full of sadness.
oh? Croya and Miffyin looked at each other, and the latter came to Yani and told the saint everything that happened during this period, without any bias, just stating the facts.
However, even if it is only described from an objective perspective, what the Holy See of Light did during this period is still horrifying - they sacrificed believers, squeezed civilians, sold atonement scrolls, and destroyed cities one after another with holy fire in the name of light. .
The more they lose the war, the crazier they become.
When Yani heard these things, she held her hands tightly with a sullen look on her face: "They are really squeezing the power of light... No wonder my Lord would open up such a world for us.
He should have realized that he was bound by faith. ”
As if she had made up her mind, she awkwardly pointed to the bident on her body: "Can you take it off? I will take you to a place where we, the Holy Spirits, stay."
Croya and Miffyin looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes, so Miffyin simply pulled out the bident and took it in his hand.
Then Yani led the two of them towards a small village, walked to a well and jumped down directly. The two of them followed boldly because they had a way out.
After a brief feeling of weightlessness, they fell from the sky - this seemed to be an unusual small world. They obviously entered from the mouth of the well, but they fell from the sky.
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After falling to the ground and adapting, Croya looked around and saw that there were simple thatched houses and fences surrounded by branches, with some normal vegetables growing inside.
There is absolutely no "shining brilliance" here that belongs to the Kingdom of Light. It is as peaceful as a small village hidden in the mountains, ordinary but comfortable.
"Yani."
"These two people are..."
An old man wearing a white robe and a waist-length beard suddenly appeared. His cloudy eyes contained wisdom that had accumulated after experiencing hardships.
Although his appearance was unremarkable, Croya and Miffin quickly recognized it - this was the pope elected by the Seven Gods four hundred years ago!
Yani quickly introduced: "Mr. Pope, they are from outside the Kingdom of God... They told me something."
As she said this, her face became serious: "I think we need to have a meeting, which is related to our Lord, our Father, our... future."
The muscles on the face of the old man, the Pope, twitched: "I know what you want to say."
"I also know what the answer will be from all of us. No need for a meeting, I will inform them."
The old man showed decisive courage. At that moment, it seemed that he could see the decisiveness of the Pope when the Holy See was the most powerful hundreds of years ago.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Cloya and Mifein: "Two guests, you should know that I am Saint Nisoria, the Pope four hundred years ago.
Now I sincerely invite you to help us break down the door of the Temple of Light.
We are going to meet our Lord, hoping that He is still awake. ”
Well, in fact, both Cloya and Miffin had expected this situation - this saint and the pope were both very gentle but wise in the history of the Holy See.
When Saint Yani was alive, she signed an agreement on mutual trade with the elves. She also planned, designed and built the most important grain-producing area of the Holy See of Light today and the canal that flows through the entire Holy Kingdom.
In more than a hundred years, the Holy See has not dispatched any knights related to the trial, but the number of believers has doubled.
Pope Saint Nithoris was even more exaggerated. When he was alive, he used strong political means to balance the conflicts between the Seven Gods Church. He also helped many countries to establish, and even extended his tentacles of power to the star realm and other places. plane.
That is to say, he established the fact that the Holy See of Light is the most powerful religious force in the human country.
If they were sitting at the top of the Holy See now, the situation would never be so corrupt. The madness of the Holy See was even exaggerated by Miffin, who was once the Bishop of the Mother Goddess of the Earth.
Croya thought for a moment: "To be honest, I think even if you can see the light, you may not be able to get the results you want."
He knew a lot about gods and shook his head: "Based on your situation, it is obvious that the light has been coerced by faith, and his consciousness is no longer him."
——He said this because he admired these celebrities in history because no matter what they did, they were worthy of praise. Even if they are currently hostile forces, he would not slander them because of this, and he did not need to Elevate yourself by belittling.
The old man was quite surprised when he heard Croya's words: "Mr. Master, are you worried about us?"
You know, they are still hostile at the moment!
Is this mage so broad-minded?
"That's right." Croya pointed to this small village isolated from the Kingdom of Light: "The reason why He did this is that he should have expected that he would be coerced by faith.
If you go to see Him, you will not get the results you want, and there is a high probability that you will die directly.
But...I have a solution. ”
The mage showed a subtle smile: "Is it okay if all the petitioners who affect his thinking are killed?"
——This was his second thought. Since he's already here, let's just make a big deal.
Originally, he was a little worried about whether his demon army and insect swarm could really affect this country. If someone led the way, he wouldn't have to worry so much.
Eurydice's idea is good, and he is willing to help, but if it can be solved by his own strength, then he is still willing to do it himself.
Neither the saint nor the pope expected Croya to say this.
But they are not coy people to begin with, and the current situation is that it is difficult for the Kingdom of Light to be solved by them alone, and it is in urgent need of help from external forces.
Coincidentally, there is a powerful external force now.
Well, things are simple.
It was at this time that several more people suddenly fell from the distant sky, including the Holy Spirit wearing bright armor... and people wearing Greek god suits.
——Estna, Achilles, and Oak, they were all brought here by the Holy Spirits.
Obviously, this is no accident.
The petitioners of the Kingdom of Light do not have as much control over the Kingdom of God as the Holy Spirits huddled in the well.
(End of chapter)