Enmopal threw something at him.
Nesai caught it and threw it aside. Before throwing it over, he could see that it was still an ordinary piece of limestone - half the size of a palm, chipped into a rough arrow shape. "What kind of boring metaphor is this time?"
"I'll prove it with facts. Instead of talking nonsense here." Enmopal smiled - he was the only one smiling here. "Suppose I just used a ray of light to directly penetrate your heart, you will naturally understand Do I have the power I claim to have.”
Nese didn't speak, mainly because she was speechless. Winnie walked over and picked up the stone arrowhead, weighing it with a mocking expression, "So you use this arrowhead to represent this process?"
"I didn't expect you to be quite smart."
Enmopal glanced at her blankly, "You are smarter than my initial impression. But unfortunately, like any half-elf, you are completely unable to calm down and think. Use your moss-covered brain to think carefully, I Do I really want to break the heart of such a beloved warrior and die for a few seconds of showing off my strength?”
"You really don't miss every opportunity to recruit talents, Emperor." These two words were said in a very mean tone.
"That's natural." Enmopar smiled.
It was almost late at night. The sky outside was gloomy and hazy. The night will only get darker next - like a mind bent on becoming evil. The room was brightly illuminated by Enmopar.
The Emperor of Glory suddenly turned his head and looked out the window as if he understood that no one would answer the question. Several members of the Glorious Sect had been stationary. At this time, two faces looked around, slowly raised their heads, and waited until Enmopar turned completely outside before looking at his back - this should come from the teachings of the Glorious Sect:
"Don't look directly at the existence of 'Yang'."
Some people believed Enmopar's performance. It's just ridiculous. Nesse glanced at the specimens who were forced to come to help and sent him on his last journey - a woman with calloused hands, a young man who could barely be called strong due to his age, wearing an extremely Simple linen clothes; an old couple with dry gray hair and faces like tree bark; and three little women wearing pale white robes, their hair completely hidden under hoods.
He thought they were ridiculous too.
The ones who raised their heads were young men and old women, but even so, they looked extremely cautious. The remaining believers either screwed their faces to one side or prostrated themselves on the ground. For a performance like this, it’s a nice combination of exaggeration…
Energy flowing in the air. There is something else. Jean Nese's thoughts came to a halt.
There is something contagious about the cowardice of the Radiant cultists. After only looking at them for a few seconds, he felt that his previous thoughts were shaken.
What happened next intensified the vacillation.
Enmopal was still standing at the window, and the brightness of his body had not changed. But a lot of light hits the windows.
The sun has risen.
To be precise, the sun is roaring. On the other hand, it didn't look like the sun at all. The sun never looks like this.
But if that's not the sun, what is it? Through the old, unnecessary large window, they could see a huge, extremely brilliant sphere, like some kind of extremely glorious dream, coming towards them with great momentum. It lights up the entire night sky. Where it comes the night sky recedes.
Nesse heard a "clucking" sound next to her. It sounds like teeth chattering and bones colliding. This is a sound that normal people would not make under normal circumstances. On weekdays, it would arouse his vigilance 10% of the time. But he had no time to care now. He looked at the sun that was getting closer and closer, spreading its light selflessly. He felt as if the upper half of his body had fallen headfirst into a well of radiant light, while the lower half of his body was nailed to the floor as if it had taken root.
Therefore, the two parts of his body seemed to be getting farther and farther apart, and they were about to be cut off from the middle of the waist.
But he had no time to care now. Because of that blazing, radiant huge sphere, not even Enmopar blocking the window could stop him from doing this. The magnificent celestial body that came as promised. He looked very, very much more, admiring it for a while. why not? After all, it went through all kinds of hardships to come here from the outer realm, and even faced these almost blind material gazes as the God of Light.
To the God of Light.
If that wasn't the being called "Yang", what was it?
In the blink of an eye, the bright sphere arrived above the fortress. There is no need to blink as it will swallow up everything present in the next moment. When did Enmopal turn around and look at them with an air of certainty of victory? His body became transparent, and all the light came through unimpeded. No wonder he hadn't noticed it before.
The Emperor of Glory raised his hands gracefully, as if finishing a grand symphony. As he moved towards them, the majestic and infinite sun flicked gently and stopped outside the window behind him.
"If you really need proof, then I will give it to you." Enmopal said warmly.
This sentence is completely redundant. No one is listening to him anymore. The proof he gave was completely sufficient. Nese's eyes passed through him and met those great, bright, pure, and touching lights. He didn't want to look away at all. How could anyone want to take their eyes off something so beautiful and majestic?
"Peng! Peng!"
Two rough sounds almost stacked on top of each other. Like two noises breaking the harmony. Following these two incomprehensible and charming sounds, Nesai's eyes darkened. After a while, he realized that the window had just been violently closed.
The divine light was blocked from the window, and a rough limestone arrowhead was nailed to the latch, tightening it.
Nesse looked at the limestone arrowhead. It took a while for it to reappear in the darkness, looking heavy and serious. Then he felt a heavy pat on his back by Winnie, "Why are you so dazed?"
"I'm watching..." He barely made a sound, his whole face burning.
"What's there to see?" the half-elf spat. He turned his head to look at her and found that the young man and the old woman next to him who had just raised their heads had changed their appearance - the young man became energetic, handsome and handsome, and the wrinkles on the old woman's face also disappeared - her face was rosy, her hair Black, she looks even younger than the girl in white robe next to her. They were still looking in the previous direction, with golden tears pouring from their eyes.
"It's okay. It's okay. You're doing great." Enmopal coaxed softly. I don’t know if I am saying to the Radiant Cultists or to Nesse, "First contact. This is good. You performed well. This is enough for today."
He clapped his hands. Light and shadow flashed through the cracks in the window. The God of Light seemed to have left. Enmopar then returned to his original appearance.
Hearing the gentle words of the Glorious Emperor and witnessing such a miracle, all the believers finally fell to the ground and began to sob softly.
Anyone can hear the tears.
"You are welcome to my side," Enmopal said - this time he was speaking 100% to Nesse, "Warrior. I need you. What matters is that you need me. Our cause is just. I sincerely I invite you to create a bright future with me."
"Let's not talk about the past anymore. We have something to talk about." He smiled again.
