Chapter 315 The Deputy Lord of the Kingdom of Heaven
At this time, with the arrival of this supreme being, the heavy burden accumulated in the heart was finally liberated.
"Lord, my incompetence has caused most of your earthly lambs to be robbed, and the parish has been ruined..."
Halfway through his words, the old pope buried his head deeply. His already somewhat stooped body became even smaller as he shrank and knelt down.
Although he no longer has to bear the pain of the decline of the Holy See and the betrayal of believers, at this time he needs to face the Supreme One he believes in. After all, as an earthly shepherd, he has an unshirkable responsibility for the loss of the lamb.
As we all know, whether it is in the teachings of the Holy See or the occasional mention in other mythological stories, their supreme being has a bad temper. Although he is kind, he is fickle. Act according to your preferences, and you can be liked.
Get everything you want, and even if you are despised, you will think of it and step on it from time to time, even if you fall to hell.
At the same time, several bishops behind the old pope and the medical staff guarding the room also woke up from a dream, and hurriedly followed the old pope and knelt before the Supreme Being. Except for Ottilie, who was a mother.
Outside of Asia, what Zhuang Siwa can see is basically the gray, golden and brown back of his head.
"Do you believe me?"
Looking at the pale back of his head in front of him, he asked.
"Of course, apart from you, I can't find a paradise where I can rest my soul." The Pope did not hesitate or evade. He raised his head and looked directly at Zhuang Sihe with eyes full of fervent trust and admiration.
"What if you don't believe me?"
"They will be cursed, they will not be chosen by the light, they will be dominated by Yuwang, and they will sink endlessly in purgatory."
"You see, sins will naturally find their way to the door, so why should I punish them? And Shepherd, your own soul has already been tortured and punished on my behalf, so why come to me and ask for punishment! Instead, you are in my deep sleep.
During this period, generations of shepherds have accumulated tremendous achievements, and you should be rewarded."
As His words fell, the bones all over the old Pope's body were rattling, and the old, dead bark-like skin peeled off like a snake, revealing the fair, baby-like skin and pale, dry hair underneath.
The threads turned into lustrous silver, and each thread was as pure as forged silver. Time seemed to have gone back decades in his body at this time.
He turned into a thirty-year-old young man.
The old pope groped in disbelief. With his tall and straight body, delicate and smooth skin, and long silver hair...he smiled.
Although it is the dream of every believer to ascend to the Kingdom of Heaven and become an attendant of the Holy Spirit beside the Supreme Being, but since he can live on earth, who is willing to lie in a gloomy and narrow cemetery? For an old man,
Turning back time should be the happiest thing for him. However, the aging Pope suddenly became younger than himself, and Cardinal Milton felt very complicated at this time.
After doing this, he raised his head slightly and said softly: "Michael!"
boom!
The light suddenly flashed in the room, and the colorful glass fragments reflected various brilliance, making the room as gorgeous as a dream. In the diffuse light, accompanied by the loud horn, little angels formed by holy light sang songs of praise.
.Light, music, angels, emperors, this is just like the scene recorded in the Bible appearing before their eyes. Everyone in the room felt their blood surge and their hearts beating wildly. They seemed to be witnessing a new history!
The dazzling light gradually became fainter. The pope opened his eyes to adapt and looked up to see the figure suspended on the floor, wearing a sacred armor shining with silver light. He had a scale in one hand and a red cross in his other hand, and six pairs of golden wings behind him.
The golden dust is constantly swaying as you pat lightly.
Michael, the deputy king of heaven and the Lord of Light. One of the five archangels identified in the Bible, guarding the Garden of Eden.
With just one glance, the Pope was able to confirm that there were no mistakes in the Bible's records of this great king's character and appearance...What a ghost! Michael's wings were obviously pure gold in color, slightly short, and not at all.
In the records, the wings are like swans, and the armor is also blue and white, heavy armor like a paladin. Where is the heavy helmet, where is it light, where is the battle skirt? Please, can you ancestors use some snacks when recording the classics of the Holy See?
?Even if it is intended to deceive outsiders, can you leave us a completely authentic version?
The Pope complained a little irritably in his heart.
When the handsome eyes hidden under the helmet looked at him, the divine light symbolizing firmness, brightness, righteousness...all kinds of concepts were constantly superimposed on his body layer by layer. In just one or two seconds, the old pope
I couldn't bear the rising pressure and chose to lower my head.
"Sorry Shepherd, I have been sleeping for too long and my control over my own power has become too rough. Please don't mind." As he spoke, the aura of the God's Mansion that shrouded the entire room and washed in everyone's hearts gradually weakened.
Faced with the overtures of the deputy king of heaven, the pope smiled in a flattering manner. Although in the teachings of the Holy See, as a shepherd, his status is second only to the Supreme Being and he is an equal existence with all the archangels, but since
The Bible could have misremembered the colors of Michael's wings and armor, but no one knows whether there might be other omissions.
When facing the God's mansion, be cautious. At this time, Zhuang Sishe interrupted this silent and sacred scene:
"Michael, it's up to you to abandon the old agreement and sign a new one!"
His words were no different from before, whether it was tone of voice or movement and demeanor. But they set off a storm in the hearts of everyone in the room. Yes, this is it, this is it. Participate in the descent of God and watch the signing of the New Covenant. Let’s not talk about it for now.
As long as the Holy See exists, it will definitely be written into the history of mythology. For countless years to come, various artists will use their images to create various creations and promote their reputation. In addition, as a witness to the New Testament
Or, as long as you don't abandon yourself and don't be tempted by the devil, at worst you can enter heaven and become the Holy Spirit.
The few bishops and the priests responsible for writing the records are okay. After all, as members of the Holy See, their remuneration is basically linked to their own hard work. The Holy Spirit? It is just the basic remuneration for doing their jobs well. But for medical staff
, ordinary people like them are very honored to be able to see the Supreme Being in their hearts, and they actually have the opportunity to participate in such a big event... The excitement in their hearts is simply indescribable.