Thousands of years ago, monsters were rampant on the Asian continent, and human civilization and political power were numerous.
Angels have not appeared on the continent, the dragon is just a legend, and there is an almost substantial ignorance permeating the brown soil and green canopy.
At that time, magic was only a magical skill that only a few people could master, and the Creation Cult was just a small private organization, far less powerful than it is now.
The people's faith was firmly held in the hands of the rulers and magicians, making them breathless.
One percent of the people control 99% of the resources in civilization, leaving ordinary people with only endless hunger and oppression.
The sun appears every day to illuminate every darkness in the continent, but the people walking on the soil cannot see the light that shines on them.
They were bent over, heads lowered, and there was only darkness in their eyes. Sweat fell from his cheeks and flowed through his body, which was as dry as a dead tree. It was as thick as blood.
The blood of countless people dripped into the soil, corroding the ground beneath their feet, forming graves one after another, burying these people who had turned into walking corpses.
And their blood and bodies after death became fresh nourishment for nobles and magicians.
It was a civilization without any future, a world without any hope.
Until his arrival.
A thin boy was born in a slum in a certain city. When he was born, he was like a little monkey, malnourished.
But unlike other babies, this boy had two hard little things on the top of his head.
But no one knew what it was, except that he had two scars on his head.
Later, when the boy grew up, it was discovered that they were a pair of horns.
Dark blue horns.
Just like...the legendary dragon.
Because of his horns and his extremely high magical talent, the boy attracted the attention of nobles and magicians. These crows that sucked the blood of the people slandered him as a monster, drove him out of the city, and banished him to a distant frontier.
In that city at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, the boy came into contact with the Creation Cult for the first time, and a seed was buried in his heart.
As time passed, the boy grew up and became a qualified magician. Holy magic is like his innate power. In just a few years of practice, the boy has the ability to fight against high-level magicians.
But he was still unable to defeat his own heart and was defeated by the despicable nobles.
Those bastards held an entire city hostage and left the boy to kill himself.
Without hesitation, he stabbed the sword into his heart and fell into the snow, his body gradually becoming cold.
The noble's distorted smile was reflected in the pool of blood on the snow. The boy looked at the reflection without closing his eyes.
Later...
Someone must have saved him.
Legend has it that the snow-capped mountains are the habitat of giant dragons, and the boy fell down on the mountainside of the snow-capped mountains.
Because of the pair of horns, a giant dragon took him away in human form and helped him heal his injuries.
The boy lived in the dragon's lair for three years.
Three years later, he returned to the human world with a female companion by his side.
"Then...is the female companion's name Xing Yihuang?"
Hearing this, Raphael frowned and interrupted Pastor Chad's story.
"Yes."
A middle-aged man wearing a large white robe nodded slightly, not dissatisfied with Raphael's impolite interruption.
While speaking, he also cast his gaze on Xing Yihuang:
"Same name as this lady."
Pastor Chad paused.
"Also, the faces are exactly the same."
Raphael seemed to have guessed the answer a long time ago and did not show the slightest surprise. She raised her head slightly and looked over Pastor Chad's shoulder, focusing on the mural inside the church.
This is the Creation Church in Eureka Village. Raphael and Xing Yihuang arrived here a few minutes ago to meet with Pastor Chad.
The purpose is to find out the relationship between himself and the "Saint Girl", as well as the connection between Valentine and the Creation God Cult.
Aqil's words "Saint Lady" were too shocking for the two of them, and his subsequent narration was also very unclear, but Raphael still understood what the other party wanted to express.
The reason why he and Xing Yihuang are called "Saint Women" is because he is a believer in the Creation God Cult, and the two "Saint Women" in the Creation God Cult's official book "Holy Words" have exactly the same names as them. .
And according to Aqil, their appearance was exactly the same as that of the saint, but he didn't recognize them at first because of the change in "the saint's" dress.
In addition, the Creation Cult also has a "saint" named Valentine.
This made Raphael and the two instantly energetic, and soon they arrived at Eureka Village.
They didn't care about the villagers who gathered because of the arrival of the "Holy Lady", and went directly to the church to find the answer.
Immediately afterwards, Raphael saw what he wanted to know.
There is a huge mural printed on the wall behind the podium of the church. The content of the painting is the saints and saints of the Creation God Religion.
Needless to say, the appearance of the saint is Raphael and Xing Yihuang, and the saint...
He looked exactly like the girls remembered him.
Even the height has been restored perfectly, and she looks very mini standing between the two saints.
Valentine.
In this strange world, Valentin created girls who were exactly like Raphael and Xing Yihuang, and took them to spread the gospel of the Creation God Religion to the entire continent. At the same time, he solved one threat after another, and finally eliminated them. He eliminated the decadent old nobles and magicians and laid a solid foundation for the current prosperous age of mankind.
At such a moment, Raphael didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Even though they were dead, Valentine still remembered them, and even created two people who looked like them to adventure in another world, composing a widely circulated epic.
This was indeed something to be happy about, a testament to the depth of the boy's love for them.
Similarly, if he recalled the moment when he first saw Valentine's body, Raphael felt that his heart hurt as much as his love.
"The story of meeting the second 'Saint Girl' later became longer, and it also involved the love and hatred between Gao Tianyu and Ya Continent."
Pastor Chad was keenly aware of the change in Raphael's eyes and quickly changed the subject.
"So instead of telling stories, I think we should solve the housing and transportation problems of the two people."
The Creation God Cult never hesitates to lend a helping hand to travelers, regardless of their race or identity.
"If you want to stay temporarily in Eureka Village, there are plenty of rooms available at the church, no payment required."
"Or if you want to leave and visit a big city, I can provide some financial support on behalf of the Creation God Religion."
He could tell that these two "holy ladies" were penniless.
"What do you think?"
Unlike other villagers, Pastor Chad behaved very calmly and was not excited at all by the arrival of the "Holy Lady".
After a conversation, Raphael felt that he was just solving problems for two ordinary believers.
"You seem..." Raphael frowned, "You're not surprised?"
This puzzled Sister Angel, who grew up in the religious country of Lateran.
This is not at all the reaction a church person should have when meeting a saint.
"Then what should I do? Should I cry with joy when I see you two, or even kneel down and kiss your feet?"
Pastor Chad’s voice was jumpy and his facial expressions were a bit funny.
The solemnity of the clergy in him disappeared without a trace at this moment.
"Sage Valentine once said that the existence of the Holy Word is just to let future generations remember that period of history, and never forget the pain of people in the past and their struggle for it."
"Saint or saint is just a title, just like a priest, a priest, or a nun. It's a false name."
"What's really meaningful is what they do after carrying this title."
"Everyone can become a saint and a saint..."
The priest smiled.
"As long as you sincerely do good and be a good person."
"So in my eyes, everyone is the same. Whether they are commoners, nobles, mages or kings, they are all the same type of people."
After talking, Raphael roughly understood the pastor's philosophy, and she nodded slightly to express her gratitude.
"I would like to ask, are there any books about Asia?"
"History, humanities, encyclopedias, stuff like that."
After listening to the story for so long, Raphael's desire to understand this world became stronger and stronger.
She couldn't wait to blend into the other world.
Only by sinking in can you find the target.
"I'm sorry, my church is only at the village level and doesn't have many books."
Pastor Chad shrugged.
"But there is Sharan City more than ten kilometers away. You can go there to find these books."
"That city was also the place where Saint Valentine was born."
After getting Xing Yihuang's consent, the two left the village and headed for the distant city of Sharang. They took their luggage, changed into nuns' daily clothes, and embarked on the real journey.
