Venakana assumed divinity prematurely. For both the "Lord of Destiny" and the girl, the former is a blessing, while the latter is undoubtedly a bad thing.
"Then, how can I help him and you?"
Hedwig said nervously, she didn't know what happened, she only knew that her brother was in trouble.
The girl looked at her pure self and said lightly: "I am your spirit from the future. I cannot directly affect this time."
"Can't it directly affect this time?"
"Yes, I need a medium,"
The girl further explained:
"You can consider this act as God's manifestation on earth through our bodies."
Hedwig listened, and anxiously, she gave unlimited trust to her future self.
"I promise you, whatever you want to do, just do it without saying anything more."
Hedwig said so.
The girl chuckled and nodded, raising the long sword in her arm.
"Touch this sword,"
The girl whispered,
"The sword of time, 'Taboo', is in his hand. We can use it as a medium to go back to the more distant past."
The girl did not explain further that the long sword was "taboo" and would become a sacred object in the future because of herself and Chen Yi.
Hedwig nodded repeatedly, raised one hand to touch the sword, and made a circle salute on her body with the other hand.
"Merciful Lord, look upon him with mercy,"
Heartbroken, Hedwig prayed softly with all her piety,
"Don't make him suffer, don't teach him sorrow, that's my brother, the one I love."
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Chen Yi stared at Venakana, she had come to the truth of the world.
Venakana stretched out her hand and touched the divinity of "Destiny", which is what the Order of Destiny calls the supreme doctrine.
The fire in the celestial kingdom is burning, and all the bloody words of destiny have been burned in the fire. Just wait for Him to drive, and in an instant, the flame can touch Venakana and drag her back from the truth of the world. .
Chen Yi was planning to do just that.
However......
At this moment, Rebecca and Vinakana are in the scene.
St. Venacana, who was suffering from loneliness, slowly turned her head. The dead souls were still raging, and as she opened her eyes, their mania became more and more intense.
She was still peaceful, her eyes seemed to have traveled through time, looking up at the sky and looking directly at the scenery above the clouds.
Chen Yi looked over.
His eyes met hers, and it was as if they understood each other's thoughts in an instant.
God slowly withdrew his hand.
He understood what Saint Venakana wanted to tell in his eyes.
Understanding the truth in heaven and the truth in this world is bound to happen, and it is a deed recorded in the ancient scrolls.
This kind of narrative is really difficult to explain clearly.
For example: There is a road, it may be winding, but its end point must be there.
In the eyes of St. Vena Cana, what is being told to God,
It is the eternal gospel that He revealed to Lauren hundreds of years ago...
"Lord, do not do it against your will."
"Let the world do what they want, and that will be your wish."
Chen Yi looked away, looking at the princess who had not yet turned into a saint.
The truth of the world turned into countless bloody words of fate and poured into Venakana's soul.
Just as dusk sets and the sun leaves the sky, every trace of humanity is stripped away over time.
Looking at this scene, the human part of Chen Yi felt sad.
It's not just that Venakana is stripped of her own humanity,
What’s more, because of the scenes in the future, Venakana cannot see them now.
He mourned.
"Fasali Aisaia."
Driven by the human part, Chen Yi murmured softly.
The clouds and mist in the sea of clouds rolled slowly.
In the kingdom of celestial bodies, Venakana did not notice the gaze on the sea of thousands of clouds.
She was immersed in divinity. Suddenly, her vision of the world changed, and many of the fogs that obscured the world were lifted one by one in her eyes.
Venakana noticed that humanity was leaving bit by bit. Soon, she would be able to strip away all humanity, leaving only divinity in her soul.
She felt indescribable ecstasy, but as humanity left her, this ecstasy soon dimmed and no longer filled her heart.
It’s not that God won’t be happy, but his joy will be calm.
Vinakana looked at Rebecca, whose body made of gray mist only had a few words of fate left in blood.
"Send me back."
"I obey your supreme command."
Rebecca's voice was extremely weak, but still extremely respectful.
Immediately afterwards, Rebecca used the few remaining blood words to emit light, which reflected on her headband.
Then, she no longer had any ability to maintain the future scene of the Passion of St. Venakana, which immediately collapsed.
Seeing Venakana return to the world, supreme joy suddenly overwhelmed the mind of this fateful being.
The blood characters that made up his body were gradually burned by his god's flames, and he was about to die, but so what?
If I die at this time, the prophecy in the ancient scroll will be further confirmed!
Rebecca laughed wildly, spreading her hands, waiting for martyrdom.
However...
As Venakana's figure disappeared into the celestial realm,
The boundless golden flames instantly dissipated.
The stars in the night sky, which had been burned and distorted, returned to their previous calm.
It's like nothing happened.
Rebecca was stunned, the flames did not take her life.
Doesn't that God... hate and be angry at Him for what He has done?
Or...
He had absolutely no need to take his own life, because in His eyes... He was not worth mentioning?
The god withdrew his gaze, and Venakana returned to the world, leaving Rebecca alone in the celestial kingdom.
Inside the palace...
Venakana returned to the palace.
She saw the name written on the letter Luo Lei brought, that was the person to whom she would be grafted.
"Fasali Aisaia."
Venakana intoned impassively, without mercy or hesitation.
Suddenly, a long-lost strength emerged in Vinakana's legs.
A dull joy came over her face.
The princess raised her face and saw the holy image of the True Religion.
When she accepted earthly truth, she knew much about the Divine.
"It turns out that today, there are many lords in this world, and you are the lord of salvation...right?"
Venakana no longer doubts the theology of the true religion and the Lord of salvation.
Because she still had no faith in Him at all.
Venakana no longer even sneered or ridiculed the person whom others called his lover.
The princess looked around, but Luo Lei left at some point.
She silently opened the door and stepped on the gorgeous corridor.
The corridor was empty at this time.
"Where have everyone gone?"
Venakana said to herself.
After a few moments, she learned from the Divine.
"Oh, the heretics are going to destroy the Ring Cathedral, and the people in the palace have been organized by my father, and the maids have taken refuge in the garden."
Luo Lei, who was harboring evil thoughts, did not dare to disturb the princess whose soul was in the celestial realm, nor did she dare to stay here for a long time, for fear of being discovered as a heretic.
Venakana saw all this, and she felt proud in her heart.
Not long ago, she was just a disabled person who could hardly move around. At this moment, she could easily know the fate that those people didn't know.
Standing on the empty corridor, Venakana thought about the ancient books he found from the Ring Cathedral.
It was that ancient book that revealed to her the fate of the entire family for hundreds of years.
Venakana realized that the records in that ancient book were all copied from the Ancient Scroll of Destiny.
"You have to find that ancient book to further strip away the humanity from me." Vina Kana murmured.
When she saw the ancient book for the first time, she felt fear and horror in her heart. Looking back now, this fear and horror were ridiculous.
Venakana stepped out of the corridor and walked straight out of the palace.
After leaving the palace, the princess took a look at this holy city for the first time.
The ring cathedral stands on a high place, and its dome is majestic and holy. It is the place where God and man connect, and where the true believers gather their faith.
Venakana saw many sudden torches. Under the night sky, they seemed to be blood red and swarmed in.
Under the torch, there is the roar of the long-persecuted pagans. They are pouring out their anger on the earth for their own beliefs and for the judgment of their gods. They smash every visible circle of truth on the road, including those that serve as signposts. of small shrines.
Those true believers whose blood surged up and boldly rushed out to stop them were instantly submerged in the sea of people. Their bodies fell on the Circle of Truth or the shrine, and their blood dripped on the ground and seeped down.
The guards who suppressed the riot were scattered by the pagans before they could form a formation due to insufficient numbers. The pagans took away their lives and their shields and weapons.
Venakana, who had been a true believer, looked at these indifferently.
Whether they are true believers or pagans, the hardships and suffering they experience have nothing to do with themselves.
God is supposed to be an indifferent god, and Venakana embraces this indifference.
She stepped on the steps and slowly went down. She knew very clearly that such suffering had happened countless times in this world.
On the street, the pagans have surrounded the ring cathedral. Only a small number of royal guards and royal knights were dispatched to the cathedral early to organize defense.
In addition to the royal guards, the male nobles in the cathedral, who did not know whose orders they heard, actually put on the ceremonial decorative armor in the church and drew their swords to fight the pagans.
The Circus Cathedral is located on a high ground, and the heretics are mostly hungry and cold poor people who act only on anger and hatred. After the royal guards withstood the initial surge, the pagan attacks became weaker and weaker each time.
The pagans who could not break through the defense of the royal guards immediately went crazy. Many people broke away from the team and ransacked the surrounding houses. They dragged the old, weak, women and children hiding inside to the streets and beat them to death in the street.
This chaotic scene is like a prelude to the end.
Harun stood on the wooden platform, and he suddenly lowered his head.
Behind Harun, a gentle-faced priest looked at all the chaos, with compassion on his face, and couldn't help but ask: "Old chief priest, are these cruel actions justified?"
"It's all about the coming of judgment."
"But these women and children..."
Before he could finish speaking, Harun interrupted: "People do not live for food and water. You must not test your God. You can only trust your God."
The priest had nothing to say, and he silently walked down the platform.
Harlan clasped his hands together and raised his ears.
Beside him, a female figure stood up that only he could see.
"Prophet...what happens next?"
Harlan asked in his heart.
"God wants me to say:"
Azhar paused.
"Enter the cathedral. Once the cathedral that protects the Holy City is destroyed, judgment will come."
Harlan nodded slightly, but still maintained his attitude of raising his ears.
"Harun, what else do you want to know?" Azhar asked upon seeing this.
"There are thousands of churches in the world, why this church?"
"The Pope of the Fools once lived here temporarily, and that Pope, on his own, learned the fate of Blessed Luke, and it was he who beatified him."
When Azhar said this, he paused.
"The pope of that generation left fragments of the original book of truth in this ring cathedral as a holy relic dedicated to the former main god. That holy relic must never be found by Venakana."
"Why can't I be found by that princess?"
"If the princess is found, her silver blood will be shed, and the day of judgment will be postponed."
Harlan nodded slightly, he had learned enough secrets.
Al-Azhar's shadow disappeared.
Facing the circular cathedral that still stood firm, Harlan looked intently at somewhere in the sky.
To be precise, he was not looking at a certain place in the sky, but wanted to look at the Lord mentioned by a true believer.
Harlan, who became a saint after his death, knew many secrets, and no matter which one was revealed to the light, the world would be shocked.
He knew that the Lord would not personally kill any infidel.
If we look at it from the perspective of a mortal, he must be the king of our kings who is afraid of himself.
But Harun, who has studied the scriptures of both religions, knows that this is not the essential reason.
So, Harun raised the wooden staff in his hand and shouted to the believers: "Capture the cathedral, that is God's will!"
"God's will!"
"Only the King of my kings!"
“Only God is the greatest!”
Shocked by the overwhelming shouts, the pagans were once again stirred up by Harlan's orders. With their naked flesh and blood, they slammed into the swords and shields of the royal guards.
At this time, the Ring Cathedral was already in a state of uncertainty.
The royal guards struggled to maintain their line and resist the onslaught of the pagans. Countless crude weapons hit their shields. The huge crowd made it difficult for them to find a chance to fight back.
In the cathedral, the archbishop heard the news from nowhere and abandoned the cathedral long ago and fled with a group of high-ranking priests.
In the entire ring cathedral, the monks were in a leaderless situation for the first time.
Fortunately, Remedios stood up and ordered Benedict Aikmon, who was then the auxiliary bishop, to organize the monks to find a way to escape. Soon, they also heard from the report that the cathedral had been surrounded and impenetrable. .
After Benedict heard the news, he desperately tried to organize a breakout. However, after the failed attempt, he was carried back to the cathedral covered in blood.
The archdeacon was seriously injured and fell unconscious.
