Margarita raised her hands high, opened her soft arms, looked up to the sky, and her shouts were full of almost pious hope.
At this moment, everyone who had been kneeling and praying for the past seven days raised their heads high in response to her movements, looking up at the clear and pure blue sky.
Even the people watching around couldn't help but look towards the sky.
From a perspective outside Lingji's field of vision, everyone's eyes exude a faint light.
Under the influence of the spiritual power that contains prayer and desire, time seems to slow down a bit, almost pulling people's attention to the sky.
All the devout and lay believers standing in the center of the square praying could not help but feel a little dizzy.
That is a symptom of mental exhaustion.
However, until nearly a minute passed, the sky remained clear and clear without any sign of change.
The crowd gathered around the square couldn't help but burst into commotion.
"Hahaha, these idiots."
"You have all heard it! You have all heard it. I have already said that they are all fools! They are idiots!"
"Haha, which sect really has gods appearing? Idiots, it's already Ragnarok now!"
"Shut up! You godless and fatherless heretic!"
"How could it be! They are obviously so devout...such devout believers, have they been abandoned by their gods?"
Everyone around me was cursing, quarreling, and sarcastic.
But what is strange is that the believers standing in the center of the square are all standing motionless, still looking up at the pure sky.
At that moment, they heard a voice from the sky.
Dull, dull.
There was a rumble like the sky was falling and the earth was falling apart.
It was like something indescribably huge fell from the sky.
The noise around them was getting louder and louder, but it couldn't stop the huge invisible presence that was ringing in their ears.
Believers look up to the sky.
Margarita and the sorceress apprentices behind her also looked up.
At the same time, Xili, who was standing in the abandoned warehouse, was also looking up at the sky.
They seemed to have predicted something.
suddenly,
The pure clear sky, without clouds, suddenly turned from pure blue into a heavy gray.
The surrounding noise suddenly stopped.
At this moment, no matter how dull their senses were, they discovered something unusual in the sky.
"Sky...What happened to Sky?"
"Strange, are the dark clouds coming from somewhere?"
"Nonsense! You can even see the sun...but why is the sky darkening?"
"I, I must have been possessed by a demon just now, that's why I said such disrespectful words to the gods...I, I must have been possessed by a demon..."
"This must be their prayer that attracted the attention of the gods! Look at the sun in the sky, it is clearly the eyes of the gods!!"
Fear, adoration, envy, quarrel.
Various sounds are mixed together.
Everyone was caught by the vision in the sky caused by this prayer.
Whether they are merchants and hawkers, dock laborers, nobles on the street, or scholars in the palace.
All the people who noticed this vision were unconsciously attracted by this strange scene and walked outside the door one after another.
The entire Vizima came to a brief standstill under the shroud of this vision.
As the gray sky gradually deepened, the entire sky seemed to have turned into the night after dusk in this second, except for the sun hanging high in the sky, which looked a little weird.
And as the darkness continued to spread, even the sun was completely blocked.
The entire Vizima fell into a hazy and deep night.
In this suddenly shrouded night of pure darkness, everyone scattered in Vizima City lost their bearings and could not see their fingers.
In just a few short moments, bottomless fear surged out of people's hearts along with the loss of vision.
Everyone was at a loss.
In this endless night, only a tiny beam of light projected downwards from the pure black sky, covering only the small piece of pure land in the center of the square and the abandoned warehouse opposite.
It reflects the pure and peaceful smile on the faces of the believers who kneel down to pray.
People scattered in the dark night gathered towards the only source of light like moths flying towards the flame.
The nearly 100,000 people living in Vizima City gathered in the direction of the light like a wave.
Just by gathering around the light source, even if they are blocked by the invisible barrier of faith, people lost in the night feel an indescribable peace of mind and warmth.
I don’t know how long they have been waiting, but maybe everyone in Vizima has gathered here. The crowd has been densely packed from the center of the square to the surrounding wide streets, regardless of farmers, hunters, merchants, or nobles.
At this time, they are just lambs who have lost their direction and light.
Under everyone's gaze, a pure white light curtain projected out from the center of the pure black sky, as if the black sky was pierced, revealing the bright world outside.
Then, they saw the world.
Another world.
On the other side of the dome, all the land is paved with long gray stone slabs, with tall pillars erected on both sides. The surrounding houses are like the Pillars of Babylon that go straight to the ceiling. Each side of the house is connected by expensive transparent glass.
made.
Even the most knowledgeable scholars cannot figure out how hard but extremely brittle glass can support such a huge house.
Everyone on the road is tall and muscular, most of them look like humans, some have animal features, and some have most of their bodies like animals.
Ordinary creatures did not recognize their true form, but many businessmen and nobles who had seen the world widened their eyes - this must be a magical beast that can transform using magic!
However, this number is too much.
You must know that, except for a small number of people with special talents, the use of magic-like transformation is a patent exclusive to high-level professionals and above.
The civilians did not notice this at all, and their eyes gradually became distracted as the camera zoomed closer.
This scene, one scene after another, was a prosperous scene they had never seen in their lives, let alone imagined.
It's almost like a dream.
The picture was pulled into a structure that looked solemn and solemn, with many people coming in and out. The entire structure was made of metal, and the interior was separated from the two sides by glass and marble table tops.
On those counters, people wearing various uniforms pushed a card or a pile of paper towards the opposite side, not knowing what they were doing.
The camera continued to zoom in, and after passing through the secret room made of heavy metal and walls, everyone's breathing stopped.
Brilliant, dazzling, extremely splendid.
No matter how noble a person is, his pupils can't help but become a little dilated at this moment.
Gold.
There are piles of gold bricks stacked one after another, as huge as mountains.
Pure gold is the most attractive color to humans in most worlds where humans exist.
No one can resist the temptation of Jinshan.
The camera gradually zoomed in and reflected on the surface of the gold brick - there was a symbol of a waning moon holding a brick on a curved arc.
Everyone's breathing could not help but become heavier, and the thoughts in their minds gradually became chaotic.
Everyone's heart was filled with pure enthusiasm and worship. Some people even knelt on the spot and chanted the name of the Lord of Capital.
This prayer immediately produced a very clear chain effect.
As the first person knelt down, everyone, driven by this inexplicable atmosphere, bent their knees and shouted God's name toward the sky.
Even those who were barely able to maintain their sanity gradually became confused under their leadership. The herd mentality overcame rationality, and everyone devoted their enthusiasm and spirit to the crowd like a wave.
At this moment, no one dares to question the authenticity of the Lord of Capital.
As the crowd enthusiastically chanted the name of God, the symbols originally engraved on the gold bricks in the sky gradually turned a pure red.
The more the crowd shouted, the more enthusiastic they became, and the more they couldn't help but devote their spirit and belief, the faster the golden waning moon and gold bricks in the sky turned red.
Until finally, only the symbol dyed pure cherry red remained on the sky.
Suddenly, the crowd stopped.
Everyone stared blankly at the red brick waning moon in the sky.
In front of the symbol, there was a faint ripple, like a wave.
A hand slowly opened the sky from behind the symbol and walked out of it.
The whole body is surrounded by invisible light.
Vaguely, only a few extremely powerful professionals could barely see the face under the light.
Black hair and black eyes.
His appearance is so handsome that it is almost enchanting, and one can fall in love with him at a glance.
The body is strong and toned.
Only those who are close to the legend are qualified to see his true appearance.
Is that the legendary lord of capital?
But, capital...what exactly is it?
This question arose in everyone's mind. The only time in thousands of years that a true god came to the mortal world and was seen by countless people made it difficult for them to contain the desire in their hearts. They wanted to immediately rush forward to understand and dig out.
To believe.
Even if the price is to give up everything you already have.
At this time, even the most determined atheists and materialists who had just shouted could not help but bend their knees.
The emotion in his eyes is unclear whether it is fanaticism or admiration.
However, the beings in the sky completely ignored the kneeling false believers around them.
His gaze was like a beam of light in the night, only staring at the believers who had been kneeling and worshiping from the very beginning.
At this time, the door of the abandoned warehouse suddenly opened under the light.
At this time, Shiri had her long golden light-gold hair tied up, wearing a crown with the red brick waning moon engraved on it, holding a slender magic staff in her hand, and walked out of the door wearing the same clothes as Margarita and others.
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Every step he took was imprinted with pure white light on the ground.
"O noble, loving, fair, and equal lord of capital!" Xili raised her head and looked towards the light in the sky, "The earth and creatures you created are being ruled by countless evil beings."
"They drive out our brothers, kill our sisters, and destroy all the happiness and power we have."
"Under this endless suffering, we dug into history, looked back on time, and regained our faith in you from the endless loss."
"We long for your blessing."
"We long for a life without barriers."
"We long for a stable haven."
"We long for faith in you."
"Please give us light."
"Lord of Capital!"
Following Pope Ciri's last cry, the remaining believers seemed to have received some kind of resonance, and they clasped their hands and looked up to the sky to pray.
"Please give us light!"
"Lord of Capital!"
Shiri slapped the magic wand heavily according to the script and looked up at the sky:
"Capital is everything!"
This time, not only the believers under the light, but also the many people who gathered around to kneel and worship, also knelt down and shouted:
"Capital is everything!"
The overlapping sounds were like the roar of waves on the shore, deafening.
Under this seemingly endless shouting, ripples were once again set off around the god with faint light and shadow in the sky, like stones falling into the lake.
Looking at the only shining sky in the night sky, everyone unconsciously became quiet under the ripples.
So, they saw the figure in the sky saying:
"I said, let there be light."
Almost as a matter of course, the darkness covering the entire sky began to shake and tremble at this simple divine word.
The tiny beams of light surrounding the small group of believers, at this simple command, spread slowly like mercury falling from the sky to the ground, and gradually dispersed.
The darkness lingering over the entire city of Vizima was dispersed by the ever-expanding beam of light, falling into pieces, as fragile as the algae leaves that had been pushed aside on the water, without any resistance at all.
However, even after the endless darkness was dispelled, the light still did not disappear.
The owner of capital, which almost covered the sun in the sky, looked at the dilapidated warehouse quietly, and then spoke slowly:
"I say that believers should have a place to stay."
As soon as he finished speaking, before the onlookers who were kneeling around him could react, they saw the dilapidated warehouse that the female pope had just walked out of, shattered like glass, and then suddenly collapsed to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, bright red light particles gathered from all directions, converging little by little on the foundation of the warehouse that had just collapsed.
In a very short period of time, this ray of light, as bright as the sunset, was like bricks and tiles, breaking the newly collapsed flat land into pieces, and building a tower thirty or forty meters high from the ruins, far away.
The pure white clock tower towers over the top of the palace.
Everyone stopped breathing at this scene, not daring to take a deep breath.
Only in the past few days, people gradually gathered behind the sorceresses. Inexplicably, the people who were worshiping together suddenly became excited. They all looked up at the unimaginably tall bell tower with tears in their eyes.
Finally, the figure in the sky spoke again:
"I say that capital can be believed in by all things."
This time, no miracle appeared.
However, this sentence became the yearning for everyone present in their future lives, completely rewriting the entire content of their lives.
The ancient city of Vizima, after the legendary miracle came, ushered in the biggest change since its establishment.
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Later, the "Old Diary" recorded this period of history in only two simple lines:
The Lord descends on Vizima.
Give light, give shelter, give believers direction.
However, these two lines were recorded at the beginning of the entire "Old Diary".
Interestingly, no one has recorded who brought the darkness before the Lord gave the so-called "light".