A small town in St. Peter's state of country m, Clolin Town.
Its name has long been abandoned by the villagers, replaced by the holy city in the mouths of fanatical believers.
Decorations about angels and crosses can be seen everywhere. The houses in the town are all white with gold as the main color. The style is majestic and sacred, and it is full of religious atmosphere at first glance.
There is a vast square in the center of the town, where a silver-white statue of more than 70 meters high stands. Behind the statue is a splendid church. It is not too much to call it a palace, it is majestic.
At this moment, the residents wearing pure white robes and barefoot were excited and enthusiastic, flocking to the square from all directions, as if today was some grand festival, comparable to Christmas in the eyes of Christians.
When everyone dispersed on both sides of the square, they knelt towards the entrance of the square as if to welcome something.
Suddenly, the sound of neat footsteps came from far and near, and the ground shook for a long time.
Until a group of knights appeared on the horizon.
Medieval knights are dressed up, all tough, riding white horses, their heavy armor shining brightly in the scorching midday sun, and the bright red cross on their chests is even more eye-catching.
The team stretched as far as the eye could see, probably numbering more than 2,000 people.
If Chinese warriors were watching, they would definitely be shocked. The weakest knight also has the strength of an intermediate martial artist!
In the center of the team is a holy carriage pulled by five horses. The five white horses have one horn. They are tall and powerful, yet elegant and agile, just like the one-horned horses in fairy tales!
If this were posted online, people would be shocked!
Compared with the rarity of the unicorn horse, the five unique knights guarding the carriage are more eye-catching, solemn and solemn, and their powerful breath seems to be able to cut off the air and make people suffocate!
They don't wear heavy armor or helmets, and their breath is as turbulent as the roaring waves.
One was as big as a giant, with a small white horse underneath him that looked like a toy, and two burly men with white crosses printed on their foreheads.
Among them, in addition to a little loli with blond hair and a ponytail who was only about 150 centimeters tall, there was also a handsome black man with dreadlocks, who was vaguely the leader of these people.
It was the Seven Knights of the Holy See, but three of them were killed by Zhou Huayang.
With their arrival, the hymns sung by the believers in the square stopped abruptly. The enthusiasm of the 30,000 to 40,000 believers became more intense, and their heads bowed lower!
The knights were in an orderly manner, scattered on both sides of the square, like two white parallel lines, running along the red carpet directly to the church steps.
The carriage, filled with a sacred aura, slowly stopped at the entrance of the square, in front of the red carpet.
The knights guarding the carriage dismounted one after another.
"Saint, we have arrived at the Supreme Church." The black man with dreadlocks walked slowly to the door of the carriage, whispered, and then opened the door gently.
Along with a burst of refreshing fragrance, a white-robed goddess wearing a golden laurel crown leaned out of the car. She had long black hair hanging down her waist, bright eyes and white teeth, ice muscles and jade bones, and a hint of panic flashed through her eyes like stars.
She looks like a goddess who stepped out of a myth, she is holy and flawless, her skin is faintly shrouded in halo.
"Saint!"
Her appearance made the believers even more crazy, and waves of cheers came and went, full of surprises, sweeping the whole city.
The goddess who has attracted everyone's attention is now in a state of confusion.
"These people are so crazy. What magic power does the Holy Light Holy See have to control them? Do I still have a chance to return to China..." The goddess became more and more panicked.
She is Yun Huaying who left China with Holy Light Holy See Pope Saint Sol.
But now, even if Zhou Huayang sees her, he will definitely hesitate. She has changed too much. Her temperament has transformed, and her mundane aura has been washed away. Her appearance is also more than ten years younger, and she is more delicate and fairer than a woman in her twenties.
A few days ago, she got some holy springs, and the results of bathing were far beyond her imagination.
Although this small amount of holy spring is far from exerting its maximum effect.
And today is the day when she joins the Holy See and accepts the title of Saint. She will enter the holy spring pool for a thorough baptism, and her temperament and appearance will be improved to a higher level.
She originally planned to use the Holy Light Holy See to investigate the news, and when she had the strength, she would find an opportunity to escape and return to China.
But now she saw an even more shocking scene. Every believer, including people of all nationalities and colors, knelt down and worshiped as if they were bewitched by demons. Her confidence was shaken.
"Holy girl, you will get used to it after a while, and they will be your devout servants, even their lives will be dedicated to you."
The big man with dirty braids thought that Yun Huaying was frightened when he saw this scene for the first time.
Yun Huaying came back to her senses, and at the reminder of the other party, she walked to the Holy See.
Stepping on the red carpet, with the cheers of believers, she climbed the 120 steps and stepped on the church ground.
Pope Saint Sol has been waiting for a long time.
"The Holy Light Holy See has 850 million devout believers in the world, and there are only 350,000 in front of you. And you will envelope the glory of the Supreme God and stand above these 850 million people, including the Knights of the Holy See, seven
Knight wait!"
"You will also fully embrace the power of Shengyun, lead the Holy See, and spread faith all over the world, including your motherland, China! The Holy See will move to the highest position and complete the mission of the Supreme God of Light!"
Saint Sol walked up to Yun Huaying, led her to face the square, and accepted the gaze of everyone. His voice was as majestic as a bell, "Joining our Holy Light Church will be the wisest decision in your life."
Yun Huaying was noncommittal.
The black man with dreadlocks led four people, bowing his head and respectfully waiting on one side.
"I know what you are thinking, you will change your mind." Saint Sol looked at Yun Huaying and said meaningfully, then waved his hand, and a group of scantily clad but solemn-looking maids walked towards Yun Huaying.
"Now, follow me into the Holy See, and under the gaze of the Supreme God, enter the holy spring pool for baptism."
At this time, people were fighting, so Yun Huaying could only obey and slowly walked towards the quiet passage of several hundred meters.
"Under the illumination of the God of Light, even if you are in the heavenly realm, you can only open your mind and become a servant of the God of Light!" The Pope murmured to himself and withdrew his gaze.
On the other side, Yun Huaying followed the maid, walking around and around for more than ten minutes, and finally came to a hall that was as bright as day.
There is a striking statue of a god on the high platform, which is exactly the same as the tall statue in the square. It has a Western face, wearing Greek armor with muscular lines, looking down, as if staring at the shadow of clouds and flowers.
The difference is that this statue is only five or six meters high. At its feet are two little angels hanging in the air, each holding a large water bottle. Water is gurgling out and gathering in the pool in front.
The water in the pool is clear and crystal clear, flashing with dazzling white light. This is the holy spring pool regarded as a treasure by the Holy See. The pool is full, about fifty cubic meters.
Yun Huaying was a little surprised. Saint Sol had only given her less than half a liter of holy spring before, but she had received great benefits.
And now, she actually wants to soak in such a big pool?
"You are a saint. In the history of the Holy See, only five people have enjoyed the treatment of soaking in the holy spring. Under normal circumstances, the Pope does not have this treatment. You are the sixth person."
"Please enter the holy spring pool."
A supermodel-level maid, who seemed to be the leader of the maids, noticed Yun Huaying's shock and explained softly.
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