There are very few people living on this island, and it was even originally a desolate place. However, in recent years, people have gradually appeared here.
Even a city was gradually carved out here. Because of the special stone on the island, it was as white as snow, so that the whole city gave people a feeling of whiteness and purity.
Coupled with the natural port and abundant resources here, even passing merchant ships often stay here for a few days to replenish resources.
All of this is naturally attributed to the preaching efforts of those divine messengers, and only the most faithful saints can live here.
"God said, be fair, kind, honest, and live without self..."
In the square, a white-haired old man wearing a black robe, holding a sacred scripture and a cross, was spreading the thoughts of the Lord of God to everyone.
If you inject spiritual energy into your eyes and look at it at this moment, everyone will be shining with gleaming light, and these lights are converging on the cross in the old man's hand.
Realizing that the power of faith gained today has exceeded his expectations, the smile on the old man's face became more and more peaceful.
In the past two years, more and more people have begun to land on the island. Although most of them are wanted criminals, as long as they sincerely convert, all their sins can be washed away.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of earth shattering, and the portal of the Holy City shattered. A figure walked from the door, shaking the sky with a wave of his hand, crushing the city walls and houses in front of him into pieces.
"who!"
Everyone was surprised.
The man's whole body was shrouded in divine light, as bright as the morning sun and as blazing as the holy fire. He stepped through the door and rushed in with a rumbling sound.
"Be bold!"
With a sharp shout on the city wall, a light and shadow appeared, it was a knight in battle armor.
It's just that the knight is not a real human being. He is a fallen spirit master. His upper body is a human and his lower body is a horse. He swoops in from a distance with flying hooves.
The sacred light turned into two pairs of white wings behind the knight. Once they appeared, everyone's eyes lit up.
"Look, it's Paladin Glinton."
Shouting the knight's name and cheering him on.
Especially Ding Xiaoyi, who was right in front of him, was not only surprised when he saw this scene.
However, what surprised him was not the power that the other party unleashed, but the fact that a fallen spirit master actually possessed considerable divine power, completely changing the original attributes of the fallen spirit master.
He remembered that he once saw in his grandfather's diary that whether it was a fallen spirit master or an ex-spiritual master, the route he took was wrong until he reached the end.
Nowadays, a large number of disaster spirit masters have been born in the alliance, and even dragon-level masters have appeared due to the increased supply from the union.
But until now, Ding Xiaoyi feels that the path of these people is still going astray. They rely too much on the power of psychic creatures. Only a very small number of people will get rid of the path of psychic creatures and find their own path.
The routes of the fallen spirit master and the spirit exterminator are completely opposite. They are completely willing to do anything for power, even abandoning their human identity, in pursuit of maximizing power.
It's just that the guy in front of him is obviously getting out of the influence of the fallen spirit master and has made new improvements with the help of the old gods.
"kill him!!"
"Kill this demon!!"
Watching the gun light falling like a comet, everyone in the distance seemed to be able to see Glinton's holy spear piercing the opponent's chest, and they shouted excitedly.
However……
"puff!"
The scene of blood splattering was as dazzling as everyone expected, but what everyone didn't expect was that the person killed was not the devil who broke into the Holy City, but Glinton, who had the peak strength of the disaster spirit.
The opponent just raised his finger lightly, and a more magnificent holy light burst out in a half-moon-shaped arc at the fingertip, easily cutting Glinton in half while he was still charging.
"Bang~"
Blood splattered everywhere, and the spear that was cut in half fell to the ground weakly, making a harsh buzzing sound.
When I saw the two halves of the bloody body, one on the left and one on the right, falling to the ground.
The scene was suddenly silent!
This sight sent a chill down everyone's spine, and a chill rushed up from the soles of their feet to their skulls.
The blood splashed high, dyeing the white and sacred ground red. It was bright red and dazzling. What's even more ironic is that the holy light blooming from the fingertips of this demon just now was so sacred that no one could mistake it.
The devil used the power of God to kill Glinton. What did this mean? Everyone was confused.
In the square, you could hear needles dropping to the ground in silence. No one said a word. Everyone was looking at this mystery. What did he want to do?
"Bold, if you dare to act wild in the Holy City, the God Lord will definitely punish you and make your soul fall into hell and suffer endless karma." Finally, a loud shout broke the silence of the scene.
The old man who had been preaching to the crowd just now stood up with a solemn expression and glared at the visitor.
It was only then that people recovered, and there was a lot of discussion, and the blood splattered on the holy city showed force. This kind of thing has happened before.
But he was soon split into bones by a bolt of lightning. Although the mysterious person in front of him was powerful, becoming a saint with blood splattered on him was tantamount to seeking death.
They believe that soon, the God Lord will punish Jiangxia and let this person die without a burial place. He will fall into hell and never be reincarnated.
"No matter where you come from, no matter what your identity is, using force in the Holy City cannot forgive your sins!" A fanatic believer shouted and rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi.
The white fire burning on his body was the power gained at the cost of igniting his own life. It was to die with him and to defend the authority of the Holy City.
For every one, there were two, followed by dozens of fanatic believers who rushed up together.
The difference in strength seemed to be completely ignored by them. There was only fanatical belief in their eyes, even if they were shattered to pieces.
However, Ding Xiaoyi slowly raised his head and looked at the fanatic believer rushing towards him with a blank gaze.
"kneel!"
The ethereal voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue in everyone's ears.
"Plop!"
The fanatic believers who were rushing towards him suddenly fell to their knees on the ground, looking at the devil in front of them in disbelief.
If they had just used holy power to kill Glinton, they could still explain themselves. Perhaps the devil was using some kind of deception to deceive them.
But at this moment, when the oracle appeared, no one could believe their eyes, and they couldn't even comfort themselves anymore.
Of course they have seen the power of oracles, and it was the oracles that made them determined to take refuge in the embrace of the God.
Because they believe that this is the unique power of God and the unique proof of God.
Now even a demon has used the oracle at will. There are only two explanations for this.
One is that the God they believe in is not uniquely great as the scriptures say.
Secondly, the demon in front of them strutting into the Holy City may be the god they believe in.
Or maybe both.
This caused the faith they had built up in their hearts to suddenly begin to collapse.
"Impossible, why is this happening??"
The believers who were full of confidence a moment ago all pointed their fingers at the old pastor preaching behind him.
"Didn't you say that the power of the God Lord is unique?"
Seeing that the spearhead was pointed at the preacher, Ding Xiaoyi cupped his hands and leaned against a big rock to watch the excitement.
It's as if he wasn't the one who caused the dispute.
It is difficult to establish faith, and even cultivating a fanatical believer does not happen overnight.
But it is undeniable that people with faith are often able to ignore life and death and burst out with unprecedented power.
Just like in the trade union back then, those who hid in the dark and gave up everything just for the words "Live as a human being and die as a human being" have created countless unknown monuments in this world.
Ding Xiaoyi believes that if the source of this sentence is pinned on one person, then that person with such a firm belief would have become a god long ago.
But precisely because there is none, all this faith is indestructible.
However, this kind of faith established by placing one's spirit on the illusory god is the easiest to be destroyed.
All it takes is to lift the veil of mystery and make people realize that they are just fools who have been deceived and fooled.
"Don't be confused, don't be confused. Demons can also believe in the God. The God is omnipotent and almighty. Anyone can trick him and become his believer."
The old priest, surrounded by the crowd, was almost drowned by countless questions, and his hurried words were even more shocking.
Suddenly, everyone seemed to be frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
The expression on his face gradually became angry. Is the God who can even contain demons still the bright, just, and great God that they believe in?
Is it just because the devil believes in him that he can let this devil kill them wantonly?
"No! That's not what I mean. Listen to me, listen to me...I mean...wait...wait."
Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the old priest turned pale. While comforting everyone, he opened the sacred book in his hand to find a reasonable answer.
It is a pity that this sacred book, which has more than 1,700 pages, even though it is all-inclusive, cannot give a clear answer, because no one has ever encountered such a situation.
Just when the old pastor was about to collapse, Ding Xiaoyi turned his ears and looked back at the sky, thinking: "Finally he's here!"
"Quiet!"
As the deafening scolding sounded in the sky, everyone involuntarily raised their heads.
When they saw Bruce, who had six pairs of wings, holding the holy sword and standing in the air, everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
Even though the old priest often mentioned the existence of angels in the divine scriptures, they had never really seen it. Until this moment, the appearance of this seraph made these lost lambs kneel down and worship devoutly as if they had found their faith again.