Volume 2 The Fallen Light, Chapter 124, Breakthrough
Walking on the streets of Gold Town, everyone looked at Eloise curiously but restrainedly, and no one came to disturb him.
Elos clearly felt that the atmosphere in this town was a bit depressing.
The residents seemed busy and simple. They were working for daily shelter, food and assigned tasks. The rest of their time was spent worshiping the God of Light. The Civil War that was about to sweep the entire continent did not seem to have much to do with them.
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Perhaps the life of the residents of this small town is better than that of most civilians in the three northern empires, because the Holy Empire implements a rationing system, and everyone's food and clothing expenses are uniformly distributed by the Holy Church. Although the food and clothing expenses are
The upper limit of quality is not high, but the lower limit is not low either. It is at least much better than the low-level civilians of the three major empires.
There were no exorbitant taxes because the income earned by civilians from production was attributed to the Holy Empire. Although the rationing system was distributed differently according to status, at least the civilians at the bottom would not starve to death.
In the continent of Toril, where productivity is generally low, civilians are satisfied as long as they don't starve to death, can wear warm clothes, and have a place to live. This is also an aspect of the Holy Empire that scares the three northern empires: when the civilians are stable, the country will be stable.
It can be said that the system of the Holy Empire is actually superior to the three major empires.
In the past, Iloth's world view was relatively narrow. In his view, the way the Holy Empire kept its people in captivity was like raising livestock, with no freedom at all, which was undoubtedly sad.
But from the moment he stepped into the territory of the Holy Empire and the border town of Gord, Elos had a different feeling in his heart.
These people of the Holy Empire do not need pride, glory, or destruction for freedom! What they need is just survival, just a peaceful life! These ordinary and ordinary people will not think about the future.
For them, any disputes on the mainland are so far away.
Civilians have never had the right to choose. Major events in this continent are only determined by the likes and dislikes of a few people. Civilians are ignorant, so they don't know what they want.
Even those who believe in the God of Light are only brainwashed from birth, and then they are influenced by their ears and eyes as they grow up, and slowly the whole country develops into believers in the God of Light.
As for why they believe in the God of Light and what the significance of believing in the God of Light is, the civilians of these Holy Empires have no idea and have no way of knowing.
Throughout their lives, they have provided the power of faith to the God of Light to strengthen the God of Light's divinity and power.
However, the power of faith is not endless. Even if all the creatures in this plane become believers in the God of Light, the power of faith will eventually be exhausted. At that time, the source of faith in this plane will collapse.
When the rules of the plane fall apart, the entire plane will become a desert of faith in the multiverse.
The silver light of the Lake Lady's Ring on Elos's finger flashed, and this information was poured into his mind. It seemed that it was what the Lake Fairy wanted him to know.
This is an ideological and existential war.
This is also the reason why the knowledgeable people in Toril firmly oppose the expansion of the Holy Empire.
But behind the Holy Empire stands a main god, the most powerful of all the gods in this plane.
It’s really disappointing!
The enlightened Ilos did not stop in the small town of Gold, but went straight through the town and continued to march south. His goal was the Bushanson Ecclesiastical Province, and then the imperial capital of the Holy Empire, San Marino.
He wants to thoroughly understand and master the secrets and essence of the core of the Holy Empire through his own exploration.
First, he wanted to see Joan of Arc.
Based on his intuition, Elos picked up the giant sword and ran towards the south in large strides.
The Ecclesiastical Province of Bousan, the Inquisition, and the Castle.
In a room in Archbishop Richelieu's castle, Joan of Arc was sitting cross-legged.
The sacred fighting energy that used to be docile was now extremely violent, spiraling around her body, and everything in the room was annihilated.
But the strange thing is that the scope of the damage is limited to this room, and such a violent and raging force cannot break through this room at all.
Suddenly, the sacred fighting energy that had been continuously released and spiraling suddenly shrank, and then all returned to Joan of Arc's body, making her whole body like a shining golden statue.
This situation did not last long, and soon, chants rang out one after another around Joan of Arc. A pair of wings made of pure holy light appeared behind Joan of Arc, and a golden cross armor also appeared on her body.
Joan of Arc, who was originally sitting cross-legged, slowly began to float in the air at this moment, with some obscure and mysterious symbols surrounding her. If a strong person looks carefully, he will find that those mysterious and mysterious symbols are actually a person.
The power of rules on the surface.
The holy fighting spirit that Joan of Arc evoked became stronger and stronger, and finally her entire body turned into a humanoid energy body composed of pure holy light.
Finally, the holy light burst out, and under the unconscious guidance of Joan of Arc, the powerful holy light was inspired outward from the window made of crystal glass.
Everyone in the castle saw such blazing holy light energy, and at the same time, a terrible pressure almost crushed them, except for Richelieu and Victor.
Joan of Arc opened her eyes at this moment, slowly landed on the floor, and carefully examined her body.
It turns out that I am already a legend!
Archbishop Richelieu, who was sitting in the study, had an unconcealable smile in his eyes: "This girl is really talented."
The middle-aged knight Victor kept sighing in his heart: "It seems that I can no longer defeat this girl. It's really a wave behind that pushes the wave ahead."
Joan of Arc is not overjoyed to become the youngest legendary knight in history, she is experiencing her legendary abilities.
Pure Holy Light!
Her body was passively transformed into a carrier of Holy Light when she was promoted to Legend. At this moment, even her blood is composed of Holy Light energy, and her internal organs are also embodied by Holy Light energy.
It can be said that apart from the consciousness and soul of Joan of Arc, she is just a walking holy light.
Touching her own skin that could be broken by blows, Joan was a little confused. The texture of the touch told her that it was no different from other human beings, but her body was extremely special, which puzzled her.
Maybe you can ask Archbishop Richelieu.
When he walked outside Richelieu's study, the door of the study opened by itself.
Joan of Arc who walked into the study looked at Richelieu who was reading the official documents and asked directly: "Godfather, why is my body so weird? I even feel that my body is completely made of holy light. I am still a human being."
Personally?"
Richelieu raised his head. In his eyes, Joan of Arc was a ball of pure holy light.
"Of course, my child. As long as your soul and your consciousness still exist, of course you are a human being, but the carrier that carries your soul and consciousness is more advanced than the fragile human body.
exist."
"But, why am I different from you?" Joan of Arc was still a little confused.
"That's because you are the existence closest to God, and you are an angel who descended into the world."
Richelieu's words shocked Joan of Arc. She knew that she was different, but she didn't expect that she was the descending angel in the legend of the Holy Church.
Richelieu's next words surprised Joan even more:
"Originally, as an descending angel, you are supposed to have no independent consciousness, and your duty is to eradicate heretics for our Lord. But for some reason, your body gave birth to your own consciousness. I did not erase your consciousness, because I didn't do it at first.
I am curious about how far you will grow, so I have guided you to grow up to now. Now it seems that I did the right thing. Although my Lord has lost an angel walking in the world, I have gained a goddaughter, and there are many more in the world.
He married a woman named Joan of Arc."
Richelieu looked at Joan of Arc with a pleased expression. This look was not admiring some artwork or his own creation, but the kind of affection shown by a father to his daughter.
"Now that you are a legendary knight, there are only a handful of people who can pose a threat to you, so I feel relieved. I can no longer guide you in your future growth. The rest of the way is up to you."
"Father..." Joan of Arc burst into tears unknowingly, and involuntarily called Richelieu father.
After nearly twenty years of raising and accompanying him, Joan of Arc already regarded this old man as her own father. As for what he was called, it didn't matter.
"Go and do what you want to do. The eagle on the grassland will one day leave its parents and spread its wings." Archbishop Richelieu came over and touched Joan's head, saying with a kind face.
Joan of Arc hugged Richelieu silently, and then let go after a while.
After saying goodbye to her godfather, Joan of Arc left the castle.
She sensed that Elos was coming towards her direction.
Although the separation didn't last long, at this moment, Joan of Arc had never had such a strong desire: