weak.
The consciousness did not return to the body, but fell into the sea of thousands of clouds.
In the Sea of Clouds throne room, Chen Yi felt dizzy. This was due to the sense of fragmentation in his soul.
"This manifestation not only... consumed all my spiritual energy... but also overdrawn my soul?"
Chen Yi tried to open his spiritual eyes, but his eyelids were tired.
He held his forehead weakly and rested for a moment.
As his strength gradually returned, Chen Yi stood up. The bell tower of good and evil that had previously run out of lights was now half lit, but his gaze did not linger too long.
Chen Yi looked at the illusory and damaged bell tower.
The pale golden lights were burning, and the first floor was extremely magnificent.
In addition, the dilapidated bell tower and base have been restored as before.
"Is this... showing divinity?" Chen Yi said to himself.
Behind the base of the bell tower, the motto "Display Divinity" is engraved in white gold.
Chen Yi turned his gaze and returned to the motto on the base.
Is "Displaying Divinity" an interpretation of the original Proverb?
One of the sentences refers to the repair of the bell tower, and the other sentence refers to the addition of lights.
Chen Yi doesn't know.
He raised his face and looked around the entire sea of clouds.
The sea of clouds has changed.
The lights burning in the bell tower are just one of them.
Chen Yi stared at the bronze door held up by the invisible tower. The relief images slowly changed. The gods mourned the death of the main god, the giants who forged words, the sons of the gods who forged the holy sword...myths, legends, religious fables, What is in the scriptures or outside the scriptures is revealed in an instant, and then disappears in an instant, until there is a long pause on the relief of the ancient holy city, and finally...
Chen Yi's eyes widened.
The burning stake, looking up at the starry night, the saints rolling up the flames and ascending to the sky.
Tonight's deeds seem to have the same importance as other mythological epics, and are written on them.
The scene at that time was carved on the bronze door, accounting for a full sixth of it.
The rest of the space is blank.
Chen Yi walked close to the invisible tower.
"What will happen if it's full..." Muttered, Chen Yi climbed up the steps and tried to touch the door.
Suddenly, Chen Yi stared at the bronze door with wide eyes.
The heaviness of the epic filled my chest.
The grandeur of The Sun Also Rises washes over the brain.
It's as if you can trace back history, go upstream, and go back to the days when the sacred tree was still alive.
In the blur, there was only one word in my mind.
A word that I can't say, understand, or remember.
But I can understand its meaning.
Belief!
For a long time, Chen Yi's back was covered in cold sweat. He took a few steps back and almost fell from the tower.
Fortunately, he caught the steps in time. Chen Yi supported his body, turned around and slowly walked down from the invisible tower.
"The true religion's belief base is heaven and hell. Then...if the six places are filled in, will it...be able to build the kingdom of heaven?" Without many ideas, Chen Yi could only make a bold guess.
Arriving in front of the illusory bell tower, Chen Yi stretched out his fingertips and hung them in front of the bell tower. The pale gold lights stretched and twined upward.
Flo Road... Nora Ridge.
Flo...is somewhat similar to the adjective inflection of "forgiveness" in True Awen. And "路" is... Zhen Awenli, a structural particle between adjectives and nouns.
"Forgiveness saves..."
The word "forgiveness", in Zhen Awen, can be a noun, a verb, and an adjective.
Christopher said that forgiveness is salvation.
This is his realization of salvation...
Chen Yi pressed his forehead and fell into deep thought.
Christopher, who made a pact with him, seemed to have inherited that realization.
"Flounorarich...means...not only to save trauma, but also to forgive heartache...well, that's how it should be."
According to Chen Yi's understanding of Zhen Awen, "forgiveness" is a relatively abstract word, mainly used on the spiritual level, especially closely related to faith.
"The salvation of forgiveness...well, don't forgive when you encounter someone you can't save." Chen Yi retracted his thoughts and smiled.
Only half of the bell tower was lit.
Chen Yi stretched out his fingertips again.
The rising lights did not reveal an ancient saying as before, but instead swirled around the palm of the hand. Under Chen Yi's surprised gaze, the lights gradually gathered into an entity and solidified into an ancient copper coin.
The remaining flames drew a true Arabic word on the palm of my hand.
"The grafting of misfortune...?" Chen Yi stared at the bell tower.
Can this bell tower not only condense the ancient words, but also condense the mysterious object that stores the power of the ancient words?
It seems so.
Chen Yi stared at the copper coin in her hand, "Grafting misfortune... What does it mean to be able to graft misfortune? Does it mean that one's misfortune is grafted onto others, or is someone else's misfortune grafted onto one's own? Also, how to use it? Toss a coin?"
The coin features statues on both sides, with four threads symbolizing destiny on one side and the gold leaf crown of Deschanel's empire on the other.
According to common sense, the crown is the front and the silk thread is the back.
After the copper coins were condensed in the illusory clock tower, less than one-seventh of the pale golden lights that filled the first floor not long ago were reduced.
Chen Yi stopped asking for it and kept the remaining lights for emergencies.
Holding the copper coin in hand, Chen Yi planned to try again when he returned to the world.
Sitting on the throne, Chen Yi raised his hand and floated to the Resurrection Town as usual.
"Huh?"
Outside the shadow of Resurrection Town, a small and exquisite church suddenly appeared.
"Oh?" Chen Yi pulled closer to the church.
"This is...Holy Silver Cathedral?!" Chen Yi was shocked. Chen Yi recognized the seven steps in front of the door, the statues of saints inside, and the cemetery in the backyard.
Chen Yi saw groups of true believers pouring into the church from outside the door, kissing the icons with tears in their eyes, and offering candles to the stone bowls of the saints.
My own kingdom of God...is not limited to Resurrection Town?
Although in the entire Holy Land, only the shadow of the Holy Silver Cathedral appeared above the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars.
But Chen Yi couldn't restrain his excitement. Does the appearance of the Holy Silver Cathedral mean that...his own kingdom of God can gradually cover the entire holy land through some means...
While Chen Yi was daydreaming, he accidentally glanced at Resurrection Town.
"Lomea, why is she outside my house?"
In doubt, Chen Yi zoomed in.
Lomea walked around the house and stopped outside the study window.
She carefully stood on her tiptoes and pressed her hands against the closed wooden window.
Glass is expensive, and usually only churches or lords use it to frame doors and windows.
Therefore, the window was closed with two wooden boards fastened with pistons.
Chen Yi remembered that he did not lock the wooden window, and he frowned.
"Go back first and see what Luomea is doing..." Chen Yi rubbed his brows helplessly.
Chen Yi stood up and slowly walked down the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars.
After a trance, the consciousness returned to the body. After Chen Yi adapted to the body, he put the copper coin of misfortune into his pocket and gently stood up from the magic circle.
After leaving the ceremony, the light glowing on the magic circle gradually dimmed, including the three names he had written in the sea of thousands of clouds.
Turning his head and glancing at the window, Chen Yi walked to the side of the desk without making a sound.
There is a gap in the shared window from the outside, and the two wooden boards slowly separate. It can be seen that Lomea is very careful.
Chen Yi smiled, pushed aside the shag curtains, and stood by the window.
After the two wooden boards were completely opened, Chen Yi stepped forward.
"Lomea?" He pretended to be surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"ah!"
Pepper Girl slumped down onto the soft grass with a scream.
