No matter how well-trained Sister Livia was, she couldn't help but get a little angry at this moment. She stared coldly at the woman on the altar, and the clear sapphire reflected her tall and elegant figure like a mirror: as dark as a waterfall
She has long hair, dark and deep eyes, and wears a simple but classic long skirt. The end of the skirt is swaying with the light of the moon and stars, which makes her look more like a distant moon goddess in the sky, who should be far away from the world.
, alone and arrogant, but at this moment he fell into the world, facing his enemy from a distance in a temple with bleak candlelight.
After she said those words, she stopped moving. She only extended her hand forward, maintaining an inviting posture. It seemed that she had given the power to take action to Sister Livia. To be honest, this did not allow the latter to
I felt respected, but I felt that the woman in front of me was not only arrogant, but also extremely conceited.
"I hope you won't regret it."
The nun took a deep look at the black-haired woman, then flipped her palm over, showing the silver wrist wheel that she had always held in her palm, and gently pressed it on her heart, while she chanted an ancient sacred prayer in a low voice,
It is the most obscure fragment left over from "The First Interpretation of Spirituality". Countless magicians have tried to parse its meaning, but they have different opinions and cannot be unified. It is also the prayer that Sister Livia remembers most clearly since her birth, and even seems to
Since the moment she was born, it has been echoing in the ocean of souls, and now it is resounding in this dark and empty hall——
"The infinite is one, the finite is ten thousand; one is above, and ten thousand is below."
"What opens up is light, what destroys is darkness; what is empty is light, but what is real is darkness."
"Since eternity, there have been infinite things, one and ten thousand;"
"Left behind the earthly world, the dead and the survivors, and the light and darkness."
"If you keep one, you will gain all of them; if you see its light, you will realize its darkness."
"No one can defend the space between up and down; no one can resist the gap between light and darkness."
"Therefore, O living beings, Our Lady warns you—"
The blond nun raised the silver wrist wheel in her hand high, releasing endless dazzling brilliance. The pure holy light was condensed to the extreme and almost lost its original color and brilliance. The sacred and solemn aura became more and more majestic, and countless rounds of golden blazing
The corona of the sun was born from Livia's soul, spreading light to every corner of the temple, even flowing like a tide through every desolate corridor, every broken stone brick, every broken stone wall...
…until the entire All Saints Gospel Hermitage is lit up, as if a shining sun has risen from the dark ground.
The light on Livia's body is the brightest and dazzling. It can even be said that at this moment, her whole person has transformed into a beam of pure light. That beam of light once lit up at the edge of the chaotic world.
Every inch of nothingness in the primitive silence. It brings light, so darkness is defined; it separates heaven and earth, so time and space begin to flow; it symbolizes life, and from then on death and reincarnation have shapes; it breeds warmth, so the first lives from
In this beam of light, we understand what cold is. From the cold, we gain the perception of the world, and then derive feelings. The feelings differentiate into the five senses, and the five senses converge into the soul. The soul condenses the will, and the will symbolizes the spirit... That's right.
, the world was born from a beam of light.
Now, this light has returned again, through a human body.
The power is emerging in a steady stream, as if the storm from the chaotic sea is accumulating inside the body. The majestic will suddenly turns into furious thunder, bursting out with a low roar. Immediately, countless small and silky electric lights emerge from every surface of the body.
Flow out from every pore, the essence of these electric lights is so close to pure that it condenses into a majestic and sacred white gold, gradually outlines slender and complex textures and patterns, covering Livia's body, forming a gorgeous and noble armor and leaf-like elegance.
war skirt; on the nun's back, the light filaments quickly stretched and traveled along a specific trajectory, forming a network of light covering the sky. The next moment, it seemed as if there was an invisible holy sword that covered this network from top to bottom.
Separated and extended to both sides, a pair of gorgeous optical network wings were formed. They were softer than the clouds in the sky and swayed gently as if they were weightless. The particles scattered from the optical network were like bird feathers, scattering all over the sky and flying in the air.
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Her brilliant blond hair was decorated with a crown of white flying feathers, and the sapphire inlaid in her forehead hair ornament was as clear and transparent as the sky after the rain. She gently stretched out her hand, and tangible light quickly shuttled in front of her, depicting
A cross sword with simple patterns and elegant shape came out. The cross at the hilt has a pair of white wings that slowly spread out, outlining the appearance of a long bow. If Metien saw this scene, he would definitely recognize this sword.
The cross sword is the pendant that appears on the silver wrist wheel.
Endless light illuminated the entire hall, leaving darkness nowhere to hide. The gorgeous wings of the light network trembled slightly, scattering bright light particles all over the sky, holding the nun's body up into the sky, and stood proudly on the dome.
Underneath. Her whole body was bathed in the radiant divine light. Her golden hair flowed slightly without any wind. On her face that was blurred by the light, she had a solemn expression, naturally exuding a noble and righteous temperament.
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Anyone facing Livia at this moment can't help but be amazed and impressed by the grace and brilliance she displayed at this moment. The mysterious black-haired woman seemed to be shocked by this scene, looking up at the Valkyrie in the sky.
, as if he was not used to the too bright light and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Livia didn't care about her gaze, but slowly stretched out her hand and held the cross sword in front of her. Dense light particles instantly flowed from the hilt, and injected into her wrist like blood, pulling her
Every blood vessel that faintly emerged on the body surface was dyed in sacred gold.
At the same time, at the excavation site of the ruins of Guyardes City, the two sides who were fighting fiercely were shocked to find that they had lost their awareness of the surrounding things. They could still see the existence of the battlefield and the guns flashing at the muzzles.
Blue Flame saw the power of magic in his hands, but could not put this concept into words or express it in action. At this moment, the mind lost its existence, the soul lost weight, and in the darkness,
Floating in chaos, it's like being in a black ocean, drifting with the current.
Only Mufasa the Convict could escape the influence of this state. It would be better to say that he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, so he did not even care about the changes on the battlefield, but raised his head without hesitation and faced the wheel.
The shining sun cast a deep gaze. At this moment, in his ears and in the ears of everyone, there was a solemn and solemn echo, as if the most magnificent and magnificent hymn in the history of religion spanned thousands of years.
Thousands of years of time and space have proclaimed to everyone the supreme motto from Our Lady:
"With one, control tens of thousands; with light, purify the darkness!"