Chapter 153 Gate of Heaven: Whose Trumpet?
I saw it all, the other side insisted on treating me, but I didn’t force them.
Wayne raised his hand and pressed the Golden Rule Bible. If he said no, if he didn't believe it, then well, he couldn't eat this meal!
The moment the fingertips touched, the power of holy light poured into Wayne's body along his arm, and the light of the Golden Rule Bible suddenly surged, covering Wayne entirely.
Gunther's eyes went white, and he was blinded by the strong holy light. An invisible force spread out and pushed him far aside.
On the left and right sides, Atli and Mona held the archbishop's arms, and the three of them held their breath and looked toward the light.
The Holy Light is coming!
sacred!
purely!
And eternal!
Looking at this warm light, the three people felt the presence of God, as if they were blessed and guided, and strengthened their faith and courage in the light.
Mona's eyes reflected the holy light, and her heart beat rapidly. She couldn't help but swallow, and said in a trembling voice: "Archbishop, it's him, right?"
"Don't talk."
Gunther's voice was very low, lest it be louder and disturb the communication between Wayne and the Golden Rule Bible.
Yes or no, we can't tell now, after all, the stigmata hasn't come out yet, but as far as the picture in front of us is concerned, it is most likely stable.
The Golden Rule Bible is a channel for communication between the Holy See and heaven. It was written by the angels who control the Golden Rule. It is a sacred object inherited by the Holy See. Holding it can not only communicate with heaven, but also summon angels to come to earth.
Because of its great significance, it is often considered by the devil. Those who hold the Bible must not be careless. The Holy See and Heaven have imposed a seal on the Golden Rule Bible.
The selection of the Holy See goes through many checks. Basically, every Golden Rule Bible holder is the top person in charge of each major diocese. Their beliefs have been tested by time, and their strength is not much different. At the end of the day, they are all gold-level.
For example, Gunther went through several tests before he was qualified to contract the Golden Rule Bible.
This contract is equivalent to a letter of introduction. Gunther takes the letter of introduction and enters the gate of heaven. He can establish a long-term cooperative relationship with an angel in the human resources department.
If his holy light is pure enough and his strength is strong enough, and he sets up a stall and shouts loudly, many passing angels will be willing to cooperate with him.
Let’s talk about the seal of heaven, which is imposed by the angels themselves, and the control is even stricter.
Without absolutely pure holy light, without a letter of recommendation from the Holy See, unauthorized use of the Golden Rule Bible will be judged as a devil, triggering the automatic defense system, injecting a large wave of holy light, and directly blowing people away.
If you don't accept it, you still have to fight hard. The defense system will strengthen its output, and it will be gone in an instant.
The defense mechanism ensures that angels cannot impersonate and can freely enter and exit the gates of heaven. Relatively, it becomes extremely difficult to find reincarnated angels.
Reincarnated angels have no memory of heaven and will not take the initiative to identify themselves. They need to be found by the Vatican one by one.
The huge crowds are one problem, and the defense mechanism that is either dead or injured is another problem.
The Holy See is a frontal camp, and it is impossible to arrest people on the street for experiments one by one. This kind of barbaric and irresponsible behavior is no different from locking anyone in the basement who is suspected of being a witch, interrogating them severely, and finally burning them.
It can't be!
So Gunther complained that angel reincarnation was too troublesome, and the Pope was so anxious that he pulled out a lot of hair.
Getting back to the topic, Wayne was injected with a large wave of holy light and swayed slightly, but did not explode.
Book of Greed: Follow the Holy See and eat nine meals in three days.
The defense mechanism increased its output intensity, and the Holy Light overflowed. This situation seriously misled Gunther. He didn't know that Wayne could cheat, and he really thought that he had found the right person.
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The Book of Greed received a large amount of Holy Light. Wayne felt that his whole body was hot, too warm. The overflowing Holy Light could not be vented in his body, and the accumulated light was about to turn into a blazing Holy Flame.
The Book of Greed is a mouthful, and you won't eat what you have eaten before, and you are too lazy to touch the leftovers. You have already tasted these holy lights, and no matter how delicious they are, you will not eat them a second time.
Wayne was so hot that he looked at the book of greed and dyed his magic power with pure white holy meaning, pretending that he felt better.
At this time, there is no burning sensation when bathing in the holy light. It is warm and comfortable.
He had come into contact with the Arrogant Lord's Reincarnation Altar, which had the Word of the Golden Rule on it, and pretended that he had more than enough people, so the defense mechanism stopped outputting and opened a door of brilliance to him.
Said to be a gate, it was actually two tall and majestic pillars, carved with countless mysterious and complex symbols. Pure light emitted from the door, making Wayne feel an indescribable tranquility and peace, as if his soul had been sublimated.
The Book of Greed is impatient and is about to rush forward.
Wayne slapped him away, and he became more honest.
I haven’t rushed yet, why are you in a hurry? Go in line later!
Wayne's heart grew greedy. The moment the Gate of Heaven appeared, his thoughts were projected to the door. He hesitated for 0.25 seconds and carefully looked inside.
Thoughts escaped into the gate of heaven, and Wayne's thoughts were shaped uncontrollably.
His pale limbs and torso, face without facial features, and huge one-eye with a slit on his chest are all his characteristics after merging with the Book of Greed.
Inside the gate, the sky was shrouded in mysterious light, and the entire world was bathed in divine light.
Deep in the clouds, there are numerous white palaces of various sizes, rainbow bridges, silvery waterfalls, and occasionally a dragon roar sounds, rolling waves in the sea of clouds.
The magnificent painting slowly unfolded in front of Wayne, and a mysterious and solemn aura hit his face.
Thumping, fluttering————
Rays of light fell from the sky, and the angels with wings on their backs loomed in the holy light. Their faces were blurred and could not be seen clearly. Only the light of wisdom revealed in their eyes could be seen.
Tenderness, kindness, hope, dreams, and wishing the world peace forever.
The pattern came up instantly!
Wayne did not have this awareness and suspected that the other party was just pretending to forcefully raise his level to fool him, an honest man.
The big eyes on the chest blinked, and the beauty filter was turned off, and the angels' appearance suddenly changed.
The wings are still the same wings, even enlarged a lot in proportion, but other parts have changed 180 degrees, with various shapes. Everything Wayne can imagine can be found here.
Some are like humans, some are animals, some have black dry bodies, some have devil-like horns, and there are some weird geometric objects, most of which are stitched together monsters.
It cannot be said that they are anthropomorphic. This group of angels who collectively do not behave like humans are in no way similar to humans in appearance.
Their faces are ferocious, strange, ugly and terrifying. Their holy brilliance cannot make them appear compassionate, but will only make people resist and stay away from them.
Wayne's mind was reshaped, the six wings of flesh spread out, the limbs and head disappeared, leaving only the one eye on the torso and the tentacles wriggling behind his back.
The angels looked over curiously.
If you have the smell of the golden rule, you are one of your own.
Whose trumpet is endless, right?
Look at what I do, I’m not that boring.
Don’t make it!
More and more angels were watching, and Wayne squirmed and stretched out his tentacles, scaring the surrounding angels into running away.
The tentacles rolled in the void, collecting holy light into the body. The angels met to discuss for a while, and one of them flapped its wings and drove Wayne out of the gate of heaven.
Stop pretending to be a newbie, change into a bigger size and come here to talk!
……
The surging holy light dissipated, and the Golden Rule Bible fell to the ground with a clang. Wayne looked at his hands, golden light flashed in his eyes, and said to Gunther and the other three: "No reaction, I have no stigmata, I am really not an angel. !”
How could I not respond? Do you think I am blind? x3
Wayne's mind escaped into the gate of heaven. The three people watching saw the shape of his mind after shaping in the holy light, as well as the hazy shadow of an angel. Although they did not hear the conversation, they were obviously communicating. for a while.
You are an angel! x3
Archbishop Gunther is the most certain. When he contracted the Golden Rule Bible, he entered the gate of heaven.
His mental reshaping maintained a human appearance, without wings or big eyes. Unlike Wayne, his true form appeared on the spot.
This is a direct expression of the soul and cannot be faked!
In addition, when he entered, the angels ignored him and were extremely busy.
I don’t know what I’m busy with, but I’m just very busy.
He yelled for a while, probably because the noise was disturbing the people, and then he begged an angel who reluctantly showed up, and after lowering his worth, he reluctantly finalized the partnership.
Wayne was surrounded by onlookers as soon as he walked in. His treatment was so different that he was clearly welcomed back home with a warm welcome.
The evidence is conclusive. Under the glory of heaven, how can you continue to quibble! Gunther felt unhappy. He had endured so much in order to find Wayne that he couldn't sleep all night long. Now that he had found Wayne, he refused to admit it. How could such a pretentious angel dare to feel free?
MMP in my heart, smile on my face!
Gunther smiled and said: "Mr. Wayne, the Golden Rule Bible did not exclude you, and you successfully entered the Kingdom of Heaven. According to this process, you are an angel."
Wayne: (_)
“There is no such thing as forceful buying and selling like you. You just made it very clear that there will be stigmata, stigmata!”
Wayne raised his voice and turned in a circle: "Look at me, where are the signs of the stigmata? If you prove that I am wrong before you prove it, and you still stalk me after proving it, then isn't it in vain? "
Wayne was very dissatisfied. Gunther coaxed and persuaded: "Mr. Wayne, the stigmata may be hidden in a hidden corner. If you don't believe it, I will ask Mona to take you to the next room and check it out."
Mona was eager to try.
What are you so excited about?
Wayne: ()
I would like to ask, is this really a cathedral? Why does it sound like a red light district?
Wayne waved his hand: "No need to test. I am very sure that I am not an angel, and I have no stigmata on my body. Please rest assured that I will help keep the secret of angel reincarnation and will not spread it around at the top of my lungs. "
So, don’t hire a killer. If you have the money, it’s better to keep him quiet.
Wayne said that he was about to leave. The food in the cathedral was good, and the late-night snacks tasted great. When he transformed in the future, he would add special effects of holy light and feathers. Finally, he would no longer be bald and have fleshy wings.
"Wait a moment!"
Gunther blocked the way and almost knelt down to Wayne with a grimace: "Mr. Wayne, if you don't like it, I have another test method. Once you try it, you will know that you are really a reincarnated angel."
Wayne looked at his watch and said in surprise: "It's early in the morning, why has it been so long?"
"Ordinary people can't stay in heaven for so long..."
Gunther reminded in a low voice, and then said: "This method is very simple and will not take up too much of your time. I swear based on the Bible, if it fails and it proves that you are not an angel, I will never bother you again."
"Okay, this is the last time." Come on, Wayne is ready to solve the problem once and for all.
Gunther was overjoyed and told the test method.
Angels can sign a contract with a clergy through the Golden Rule Bible, usually a cooperative relationship. Through this contract, the clergy can borrow the power of angels.
This contract is not reliable. The clergy can only borrow a limited amount of angelic power, and cannot inspire the power of the stigmata. There is no way to prove that Wayne is not an angel and does not have a stigmata.
Therefore, the contract must be upgraded from cooperation to a mandatory master-servant relationship.
With Wayne at the top and the clergy at the bottom, the contract is reached and the clergy will inspire the stigmata by borrowing the power of the angels.
In this way, it is clear at a glance whether it is yes or no!
"You have such a convenient method, why didn't you use it just now?" Wayne was puzzled. If the food hadn't been good, he would have turned over the table.
Please be reasonable, you refuse to admit it, that's why I used this trick!
Gunther was dissatisfied, but without any complaints on his lips, he said enthusiastically: "There is a nun in the Holy See with a constitution of the Holy Spirit who is very suitable for signing a contract. I will call her over right now."
Gunther's operation, in addition to providing evidence so that Wayne could not quibble, also had another consideration.
He could see that Wayne knew he was an angel but still refused to admit it, and his character was somewhat hypocritical. As an angel, it is understandable that the person who signed the contract with him would also have difficulty communicating.
Very bad temper!
Under such circumstances, it would be difficult for the Holy See to command Wayne. The latter has an independent will and cannot be trained as a thug. If he tries hard, it will only embarrass both parties.
But leaving angels unused is equivalent to finding them in vain, which is not in the interest of the Holy See.
Having a cleric sign a contract is different.
Clergy are easy to control, and with a word of justice, the Vatican doesn't need to waste any words, and he rushes up.
Wayne didn't know Gunther's wishful thinking, and it didn't matter if he knew it. It was a waste of effort, there is no so-called stigmata at all, and asked: "Can this master-servant contract be torn up? It won't always be in effect, right?"
"It can be torn up, but the Golden Rule is fair and just. It is no child's play to be witnessed by it. Both parties must nod, and the servant must pay a certain price before it can be revoked." Gunther answered truthfully.
This contract treats angels who are disobedient to discipline.
Bring me the power!
Wayne nodded, as long as it wasn't his loss, he pointed at Mona and said, "Forget about the nun with the Holy Spirit's constitution. It's a quick fight. I think she's fine."
Mona was stunned for a moment, and then she was overjoyed. The master finally recognized her identity.
"Mona..."
Gunther pondered for a moment. Mona did not have the constitution of the Holy Spirit and could not accept more angel power. It would be a waste to sign the contract. However, seeing Wayne's impatient look, he could only grit his teeth and confirm the candidate.
Mona is quite talented, devout in faith, hardworking and hardworking enough, and the most important thing is that she is easy to control.
"No, if not, I'll leave."
"Yes, very yes, she has your mind in her body, which saves a link. It couldn't be more suitable." Gunther said.
Wayne blinked. It seemed that this was indeed the case. He said bravely: "I don't know what you are talking about. I have never planted a thought in his body. If so... it should be a coincidence."
"I think so too, what a coincidence." Gunther nodded seriously.
Wayne was speechless. He never expected that a boomerang would hit him during a random experiment.
No, he was right. He was trying to protect Mona. If he had to say something wrong, it could only be the Thousand-Eyed Demon's fault.
Mona came to Wayne excitedly and knelt down on one knee as Gunther asked.
"Mona, are you willing to be..."
"I do!"
"..." x2
Wayne: Why are you in such a hurry? The Archbishop hasn't finished speaking yet!
The contract looked a bit like a proposal, but Mona didn't wear an engagement ring, and Wayne just put his hand on her head.
Gunther unlocked the seal, and the thoughts that had been dormant in Mona's body immediately became active. At the same time, Mona heard the voice of her master again.
The voice and the person are right in front of you, and it’s true that Wayne = Bruce = Angel.
He is really an angel and cannot be washed away.
"It can still be washed!"
Wayne gritted his teeth and asked Gunther to start the contract ceremony quickly. The truth does not lie, justice is in the heart of the people. When Mona does not have the stigmata on her body, she will naturally give him darkness.
At the same time, he also promised to break the contract and give Mona her freedom.
As Gunther recited the complex and ancient contract spell, the Golden Rule Bible slowly floated up and hovered above Wayne and Mona.
The strong holy light shines down, stimulating the thoughts in Mona's body, causing Wayne to feel that he is the master, he is above, and Mona is the servant below.
The burning sensation came again, Wayne switched modes, and the surging holy power was released. Gunther was amazed by the pure and flawless brilliance. It was indeed the light possessed by angels.
The Bible captures the breath of the Golden Rule, confirms that Wayne is the master, and peels off part of Mona's thinking so that it is controlled by Wayne. Through this relationship, Mona can invoke the Holy Will of the Golden Rule in Wayne.
The golden halo manifested into a phantom, the wedges were locked together, and the master-servant contract was officially concluded.
Mona's face was pious, the dancing silver in her eyes turned to gold, the aura around her body rose crazily, and a pair of white wings stretched out behind her.
Breaking through the boundaries of silver and going straight to the realm of gold, on the back of the raised hand, faint stigmata grew from shallow to deep until they were completely formed.
Is this okay?
Where did the stigmata come from? Why didn't he know that it was borrowed from him?
That’s unreasonable, isn’t it?
Wayne stared at it dumbfounded, and after a while he cursed:
“Fuck!”
(End of chapter)