Three hundred and ninetieth chapters the light of silence
In a certain sewer in the City of Light, a desperate woman sat paralyzed there, her eyes empty, and a thin body placed on her legs.
The little girl, who was only seven or eight years old, had a droopy head, her mouth and nose were full of blood, and she was dying.
Her chest collapsed, as if she had been stepped on by something. With such a serious injury, unless the Bishop of Light appeared in front of her, it would be difficult to save her in time.
But who is a bishop? How can a high-ranking man like these poor people be able to save them?
Without a few hundred gold coins, they couldn't even enter the church door.
The city has fallen into disorder and chaos. Everyone is beating each other like crazy, or screaming madly, running around like headless flies. The little girl was stepped on by the chaotic crowd and became
It became what it is now.
Besides waiting desperately for death, the woman didn’t know what else to do? Pray?
This is the City of Light, the place closest to the gods. Her prayers have not received any response. Seeing her daughter's breath getting weaker and weaker, is there anything else she can do besides watching in despair?
"Mom...Mom...my chest hurts..." The little girl suddenly became more energetic and struggled to say a word.
With tears streaming down her face, the woman lowered her head guiltily and kissed the girl's face: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. Just bear with it. When you get to heaven, you will never have pain again."
At the last moment, the woman could only place her hope in the holy heaven described by the church, where sugar and honey flow, and there is never hunger and pain.
"Heaven... country... don't want to... leave... mom... mom..." The little girl's breath became weaker and weaker, her voice was intermittent, and she looked like she was out of breath.
Women are heartbroken.
Finally, the little girl's hand dropped weakly.
"Woo... Wu..." The woman was sobbing, desperate, painful, confused, and a little numb.
This situation seems familiar. Among the neighbors, brothers, and relatives, which family has not lost one or two children in infancy? Perhaps, this is the fate of the poor.
At this moment, the little girl's hand suddenly raised up, startling the woman. Immediately, the girl's body lit up with a holy light, and the collapse of her chest slowly expanded with her breathing.
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Yes, breathe. The little girl who was dying has resumed normal breathing.
Is this... a miracle?
The woman who was already in despair seemed to have seen new hope. She held her hands and murmured piously: "Bless the light, bless the light, please let my child get better, let her get better, I am willing to dedicate everything I have."
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It was indeed a miracle. The little girl opened her eyes in a daze. She was in a trance at first, and then she woke up and said in disbelief: "Mom, I saw the goddess of salvation, and she hit me with a hammer."
The woman burst into laughter, hugged the little girl tightly, and said, "Thank you to the Goddess of Redemption. Thank you to the Goddess of Redemption quickly. She is saving you. She is saving you."
There are no words to describe the shock and excitement the woman felt at this moment. This is not a miracle. What is a miracle?
Similar miracles occurred in every corner of the City of Light.
Several strong men were fighting each other. Some of them were in ragged clothes and looked like paupers at first glance, some had bright foreheads but fat heads and big ears, and some had crooked eyes and buck teeth, making them extremely ugly.
But at this moment, there is no distinction between rich and poor, noble and ugly, and they are mingling passionately. I pull his hair, he bites your forehead, and you pull his clothes, it is inseparable.
Everyone had a look of fear on their faces, some were crying bitterly, some were hysterical, and they all wanted to let the other person die.
Just when everyone was in trouble, a burst of holy light shone from them, and the people who had fallen into madness suddenly woke up.
They stopped holding each other's hands in confusion, and let go of each other at a loss, feeling extremely confused.
Why? Why do people fight with each other? Why are they so afraid? Why do they want to kill each other?
Something was dispersed by the holy light, and they calmed down and immediately realized that something was wrong.
The injuries on his face healed slowly, and the one with a shiny forehead suddenly felt his scalp itchy. He reached out and touched a short stubble of hair.
In disbelief, he touched it twice more to make sure he felt the hair stubble. He excitedly showed his forehead to the person who had just been mingling with him and asked, "Has your hair grown? Has your hair grown?"
The poor man in ragged clothes who was beaten by him was stunned for a while and then said: "Give me a copper coin and I will tell you the reason."
Without saying a word, the man with the bright forehead took out a gold coin and gave it to the poor man.
The poor man took the gold coin and said in disbelief: "This is a miracle, this is a miracle. I heard a voice in my mind, telling me how to make money. Look, I earned a gold coin. This is a miracle."
The sign is God responding to us, is your wish to have long hair?"
The light on his forehead... The one with long hair nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, my wish is to grow hair. I heard that Meishen City has the magical ability to grow hair, and I almost wanted to do it, but I am a believer in light.
I didn’t want to bow to the heretic god, so I didn’t go.”
The poor man saw through the hypocrisy of the rich man at a glance and said, "You must be poor. I heard that Beauty God's hair growth package is very expensive."
The rich man blushed.
Another ugly man couldn't help but cry: "God has responded to you, why didn't he respond to me? I haven't changed at all, not even my knocked-out teeth have recovered, but your injuries have recovered. I am also a devout believer in light."
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The rich and the poor looked at each other and said, "God has responded to you. After losing your teeth, you have become much more handsome."
The ugly man hesitantly walked to the side of the stinking ditch and took a photo. Hey, he seems to be really handsome.
"Quick, quick, pray, pray, miracles, miracles, the gods show miracles, this is God's favor, hurry up, hurry up."
Faced with this incredible miracle, which happened on a large scale, everyone was filled with shock. Without thinking, they knelt down and prayed sincerely with a pious attitude that they had never experienced since birth.
Dedication.
Those skinny and hungry people were wondering why no miracle happened to them, but they felt something extra in their palms.
It was a bean, full of fragrant beans. When you smell it, you have the urge to eat it. Indeed, many people can't bear to eat it. They suddenly feel warm and full of power, and their hunger is gone.
And empty.
Some knowledgeable people recognized it. Isn't this the elf bean? And it is more effective than the elf bean. At least the feeling of 'full of power' cannot be brought by the elf bean.
The hungry people also became devout, and the entire City of Light became a sea of believers. At the scene of prayer, bursts of prayers soared into the sky, carried dozens of miles, and could be heard even far outside the city.
The surging power of faith spreads to the end of the faith network.
In the space of consciousness, the God of Arbitration roared in despair: "Impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
As he roared, the entire light ball lit up, and holy lights and shadows emerged from the surface of the light ball one after another. They were the embodiment of the beliefs of a large number of believers.
The God of Arbitration became excited: "Hahaha, faith frenzy, faith frenzy, see, heretic gods, this is the faith frenzy of hundreds of millions of believers! Come on, come to me! Light of Nirvana!"
Endless light was released from the light and shadow giant, filling the entire consciousness space, submerging all darkness and color, leaving only endless white light.
However, after the white light dissipated, the pile of things that appeared from Ange looked at each other, and everyone was unharmed.
"How is it possible? How is it possible? Why is my attack ineffective against you? The Light of Annihilation is the power of the craze of faith, not the power of the main godhead. Why is it ineffective?" The God of Arbitration looked a little crazy.
Dragon God explained: "Because we caused the craze of faith."
The God of Arbitration wants to vomit blood. He is obviously the strongest among the gods of light. Why do these heretical gods on the opposite side look more like his own children?
Doesn't this mean that in the consciousness space of the Lord God, it is impossible for him to defeat these enemies in front of him?
When he made up his mind to exit the consciousness space and then physically destroy these enemies, Ange suddenly opened his hands.