"The glory of the Lord shall cover the whole world, and there is no doubt that this is the case."

The angel named Cas slowly walked down the stairs in the air. The stairs were like real objects at his feet, without any illusion.

"But you don't seem to be optimistic about the world for the Lord."

"The Lord has been gone for too long. Without the Lord's blessing in this world, it is difficult for us to be hostile to the darkness."

Mario's face was covered with fine sweat, and he explained with his head down.

Since the eighteenth century, the Papal Kingdom has indeed been shrinking.

The Holy See gradually lost control from the Pope.

He was really afraid that the angel in front of him would blame him, and myths were myths after all.

It is said that angels are the incarnation of goodness, but history and myths are written by the strong, and they will not write down the darkness in it.

"Oh, is it? What darkness dares to stop the glory of God?"

In the middle of the square, Cass walked down the stairs of the Chinese light flowing in the void and stood in front of the pope and questioned.

The square was full of believers, and they were so excited that they could no longer control themselves.

Everyone who was watching the live broadcast in all directions could feel the hands of the elder brother holding the camera shaking.

Some camera elders even threw away the camera and knelt on the ground and prayed.

He doesn't know how many viewers want to kill him now.

The angels have come out, but you don’t even take good photos and go to pray.

Do you know how many people you have failed?

But obviously the reporters sent by the Ninth Bureau would not be so incompetent.

Therefore, the live broadcast in Kyushu is actually more stable than that of the Gentiles.

At this time, the great monk and the young Taoist priest were sitting in front of the TV.

"Did you see some tricks?"

The monk asked with a gloomy face.

"No, it's not on the same channel at all, but it seems that it doesn't feel as fierce as the ghost general that day."

The young Taoist priest spread his hands and said, but he really couldn't see it, so he could only tell based on his feelings.

"So, I shouldn't be the opponent of the senior Huanghe?"

"No, it's hard to say that when the senior and General Ghost that day confronted each other, there were actually more confrontations between the Yellow River Tianbei and the Ghost Gate Pass. I feel that purely in terms of strength, the general who commanded the Yin soldiers that day was very strong, at least the senior in the Yellow River was really worse."

"Sajia understands what you mean. Before the Sajia became a monk, she had been on the road and reported to her brother. This is how it was. The powerful people generally don't conflict with each other, and those who were beaten were helpless. So the ones who were looking at the back that day were not strength."

"Incisive, but the senior of the Yellow River is very strong, very strong. Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has surged again, he probably will soon enter the refining of essence and turning into qi."

"Tsk tsk, refining essence into qi is terrifying. I just don't know what level this angel can refining essence into qi?"

"By the way, isn't there a study of myths in the ninth game? I'll find him and maybe I can figure it out something."

“It makes sense.”

...

Just as a monk and a Taoist chatted, the pope above ten thousand people was bowing to the ground and explaining the reason to the angel Cass.

"So you who have no blessing from the gods have been defeated by mortals?"

"Yes!"

What could Mario say? Could it be that he would tell the angel that they would compromise without fighting any war?

Although this is the business of our ancestors, it is also their ancestors.

"I can't blame you all, but I can't blame you all, cut off the world at the beginning..."

Just as Cas was trying to say something, the door in the air suddenly shook.

Cass looked up at the door.

"There is not much time left, so I will hear your cry by holding this sword of Cass, you hold it and pray sincerely before God."

Cas seemed to be unable to stay for too long for some reason. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a long sword like a work of art in the void.

The sword is shining with dazzling light, making it difficult to see directly.

After Cas drew his sword, he inserted it beside Pope Mario.

"I will return to heaven to report to the archangel, as God's chosen pope who spreads his glory in the world, you must hold up your own responsibility. I will always pay attention to you in heaven."

“Praise the Lord, and I will always perform the duties that the Lord has given me.”

Cass nodded, as if he was quite satisfied with Mario's performance.

Then he turned to look at the believers in front of him and said:

"Praise God, and all you believers will eventually enter heaven if they confess their faults from the heart and are willing to persist in doing good in the world."

"I must sincerely repent for praise of God!"

"Thank God, I will do good deeds in the future!"

...

Endless sounds gathered into the ocean, and except for a single time, you can hear clearly, everything is so vague.

But the crazy believer believes that the angel in front of him can hear clearly because he is the messenger of the Lord.

Cas nodded as if he was very satisfied with them, and then he shook his arms and spread his extremely white wings.

A sacred breath surged from Cass.

With his wings flapping, he was like a holy white dove, and after turning over, he rushed into the endless golden gate.

Then, the transparent staircase flowing with light began to dissipate in the air step by step from the ground.

Then the glorious door in the sky slowly closed and gradually turned into illusion.

Pope Mario didn't stand up long after the Angel left.

But there were still dense believers kneeling on all sides of the square.

"The Lord's messenger has left, the ceremony has ended, all of it is up, I will return to the church and study the holy things given by the Lord's messenger, and will see the guests again after three days."

The ceremony has really ended. As the initiator of the ceremony, Mario could clearly feel that the divine power in the sky had collapsed.

Mario felt that his body was weak at this time, and he was under too much pressure to face the angel.

Their original plan did not have this, but since the Lord's messenger appeared.

Then it will be much easier next.

...

After the miracle of the city of the prophets in the Papal Kingdom.

All forces are already a little at a loss.

Even if they make more preparations, they cannot resist the arrival of God's messenger.

United States, in the White House.

"Is it possible that it is a magic trick, not a real thing."

"Sir, that's global live broadcast. It's hard to cheat people in the face of global live broadcast. I've asked many well-known magicians, who feel that they can't do such magic with current means. If you really have questions about it, two methods: Sword of Cass or you go and ask the Pope in person."

The think tank's staff gave two choices to the questions raised by Trump.

"Can't you use other means?"

Trump frowned, not very satisfied with the answer.

"You should know that it is the Lord's shepherd in the world, and the force is not good, unless more than half of the people in the United States do not believe in God."

First of all, the soldiers would not be willing to fight such a war. Secondly, this is not anywhere else, it is on the northern coast of the Mediterranean.

"Then I'll go see him, and you can find a way to see if you can get the Sword of Cass. I want to know if this is really a miracle or a teasing trick."

Trump knocked on the table and made the final decision.

"But if it's the latter, I must have this Mario look good."
Chapter completed!