Heavenly Dao Formula

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"Your Majesty, the Art of Mystery has been constructed." Archbishop Bolton reminded in a low voice, "We can start now."

Pope Pella IV nodded, turned his head and glanced at his servants.

The latter hurriedly trot to his side, holding up the crown in his hand.

The latter picked up the ceremonial crown, slowly put it on his head, and then walked outside the cathedral door.

"His Holiness has arrived————"

Amidst the sound of horns, the main door of the cathedral opened, and as the dazzling sunlight poured into the main hall, warm cheers erupted from the square.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on this prestigious and powerful person.

Supported by many attendants, the Pope walked out of the church unhurriedly and stepped onto the podium that had been set up. Tens of thousands of believers in the square bowed their heads to him to show their high respect, and he knew that there were many unseen places, such as the streets and taverns outside the Holy See area, and even other fiefdoms of the Holy Wing Islands. The people, just like believers, look forward to him bringing new light to the church.

He is one hundred and thirty-six years old.

For more than 40 years in power, he has worked diligently to open up the soil of the church, pushing the power of the dragonborn to a new peak. During this period of ruling the kingdom, the war between the Holy Wing Islands and Nattatin came to an end, Rangis Oceania and the Republic of Sandboats shunned before the Dragonborn, the power of domestic chaebols increased steadily, and a large number of factories sprung up like mushrooms after rain. It can be said that everything is moving in a good direction.

It's a pity that Pella IV always has a trace of regret in his heart.

That is the lack of one earth-shattering event in his career in charge.

For example, the previous pope unified the entire island, and led the Tranquility Sea countries to sign the law of the sea, and to determine the diplomatic and commercial principles that are mutually recognized. And the last pope, with the representative merit of summoning the gods to the world, opened a new era of Hera's blessing to the world.

There is no doubt that the names of these great leaders will be sung with the church forever.

The only thing Pella IV lacked was such an opportunity.

But now, he seems to have waited for the opportunity.

At the moment when the church's hearts were most shaken, reproduce the miracle of Hera's coming, and use the condensed will of the believers to completely defeat the mage tower that is about to move, so that the glory of the dragon descendant will continue for the next hundred years-this is him. As the Pope's unshirkable responsibility!

"Everyone, I believe you have heard about the disaster that happened in Azure Fort."

"The Son of the Holy Spirit was unfortunately murdered, and the city was almost destroyed because of an evil disaster."

"But I have to tell you that there is a fundamental difference between this incident and the disasters of evil spirits in the past. It is completely a premeditated and purposeful man-made incident! Yes, someone not only caused this murder, but also polluted the Holy Son. soul, and use it to create the most vicious and terrifying demons!"

"Their sole purpose is to subvert the church from its foundation!"

The voice of the pope rolled over the Holy See area like thunder, and continued to spread, and what responded to him was an overwhelming cry!

"Find out the truth and punish the perpetrators severely!"

"An enemy of Hera must die!"

"Someone dares to associate with demons? Your Majesty, please order me to destroy them!"

Pella raised her hand to silence the shouting, "Of course, the church will never allow any demons to make trouble in the land illuminated by the sun god, no matter it is naturally formed or man-made. Those who violate this prohibition, namely He is the eternal enemy of the church! Next, let Goddess Hera witness the beginning of this holy battle for us. From today, the church will launch a purge operation in the Holy Wing Islands and even the countries of the Tranquil Sea. Or potential blasphemers, regardless of whether they have participated in the demon incident in Azure Fort, the jury will wipe them out completely!"

"Now, let us pray for Hera's coming!"

The pope raised his scepter and pointed it straight up to the sky.

All the believers in the square knelt down with a clatter.

They clasped their hands together in front of their chests, closed their eyes, and chanted together in a low voice.

"Uh...shall we do the same?" Wu Yue asked with his head tilted.

"No, you just need to watch." Olina's eyes were all focused on her younger brother at the moment, seeing Oren's act of closing his eyes and praying like everyone else, a feeling of reluctance surged in her heart .

My younger brother should not belong to the gods.

He has a better place to go.

Amid the prayers of the crowd, a series of incredible changes took place inside and outside the Holy See area.

For example, the flowers in the flowerbed raised their branches and stood up one by one towards the sky. The intoxicating fragrance of flowers also filled the air, making the guests present seem to be in a wonderful illusion.

"How is this going……"

Wu Yue swallowed in disbelief.

He saw with his own eyes that the half-drinked wine glass was filled up again, and exuded a more alluring mellow aroma than before.

"This is a sign that the gods are about to appear." Olina murmured, "It is said that in the kingdom of Hera, the sky is always clear, the flowers will always be in full bloom, and all kinds of delicacies are inexhaustible. , Inexhaustible. Could it be... Goddess Hera intends to turn the entire city of Hera into her divine kingdom?"

Suddenly, a pleasant string music sounded in the sky.

Olina raised her head and followed the prestige.

The scorching sun that was still hanging in the sky just now has disappeared.

In its place was a pure white tulle—it stretched out towards the sky, as if it enveloped the clouds, but also seemed to be itself made of clouds.

And in the center of the tulle is the figure of a woman.

She occupies almost half of the sky, and no words can describe her magnificence and magnificence. As long as the god stretches out his hands, he can embrace the entire city of Hila in his arms.

"The gods are still there."

"Let me just say, the sun is still hanging in the sky every day, how can the sun god be swallowed by mere demons."

"It seems that the rumors of Azure Fort are not credible, and our worries are unfounded."

There were whispers in the VIP area.

The rich merchants who were still skeptical at first showed more devout expressions at the moment, as if they were going to donate all their property to the Church of Hera in the next moment.

Ah... that's right, this is what it feels like to be bathed in the light of the Sun God.

Pella IV opened his hands and dedicated himself to the goddess Hera without reservation.

He felt that power returned to his body, and as long as he concentrated his mind a little, the powerful divine art would sweep the world according to his will.

The church will undoubtedly win this battle!

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"Is it time?"

In the observation room of the spire of the cathedral, a human face gradually takes shape in the mirror. It squirmed and opened its lips, sending out a muddy question.

"Yes, let the mage tower join in the prayer." The tall figure in front of the mirror raised the corners of his mouth, "Who says demons are not a kind of faith?"