The Holy See of Light, the Church of God with the largest number of believers and the largest sphere of influence in Noah's Continent, believes in a real god.
A great god of light from the good camp.
Even compared to all the superior gods, He is the best among them and the possessor of great divine power.
He is kind, compassionate, and merciful. He brings the power of light to the world and resists all evil existences.
In addition to the God of Light, He also has other honorific titles.
The god of the sun and summer, the guardian of time, the god of agriculture and harvest... His followers are the most numerous among humans, and he is the most widely worshiped object by mortals.
The priest is popular everywhere, from the poor to the royal family, he has his followers.
The sun, light, healing, power......are His functions and authority.
His holy symbol is a burning sun.
His followers are found in every country.
Even humans who do not believe in the God of Light still have great respect for this great and compassionate god. The only thing that hates him is the evil forces living in the dark shadows.
Because the God of Light is never stingy with his anger and power, he uses his divine power to deter evil beings and inspire good and righteous people.
There are many countries at war in the south, and the flames of war and gunpowder smoke have swept almost every inch of the land.
Only the land where the Church of Light is located remains holy and intact.
The believers of the God of Light uphold their kind thoughts and have taken in and helped many people who were displaced and homeless due to the war, including some soldiers. Here, with the protection of the God of Light, no force dares to hurt anyone.
In the core temple of the Grand Holy See, the top and surrounding walls are covered with murals. The contents are various stories and allusions about the God of Light teaching the world good and justice, or defeating evil.
There is bright sunlight falling through the windows on all sides, reflecting the surroundings in the dazzling white, making it seem like you are in a dream.
The white-haired Pope, holding a scepter, closed his eyes slightly, with an expression of compassion on his face, sitting on the Pope's throne.
Pictures of the flames of war and the desperation of the people appeared in his eyes. He sighed deeply for this and silently prayed for the people of the southern countries, hoping that they would also be protected by the God of Light and escape from the war as soon as possible.
After a long time, the Pope of Light opened his eyes.
"May the light of the God of Light shine on the earth, wash away wars, and purify the world."
"May all evil and all darkness disappear from the earth, and may light remain forever."
The kind-looking white-haired old man sighed quietly.
Even though he has legendary strength, as the spokesperson of the God of Light, he cannot interfere in the wars between human countries unless there is an evil presence in it.
The Pope of Light indeed felt a hint of evil power.
That power came from the Timo Kingdom, which was gradually being eaten away and slowly falling apart.
The war in the south had already started due to the decline of the Kingdom of Timo, which made the Pope of Light even more suspicious of evil forces at work secretly.
But it is not obvious, it is just the vague guess and inference of the Pope of Light.
He is now staying at the Holy See of Light in the main city of the Kingdom of Timo.
He went up to the royal family, the mage academy, the aristocratic mansions, and down to the most fringe civilian areas... He had explored all of these places, but he had never been able to truly discover the source of the evil power.
So he still couldn't take action and could only keep an eye on the Kingdom of Timo to prevent the spread of the unknown evil force.
However, as if he was aware of the gaze of the Pope of Light, that trace of evil power was hidden in the deeper darkness, shrunk and stopped moving, making it difficult for even him to sense it anymore.
The most he can do now is to open temples and provide treatment or some food and shelter to the people who have suffered in the war.
Now, the Pope of Light prays to the gods as usual, hoping to get a response from the God of Light and guide him in the right direction.
But for wars between humans, if they are not of the level that affects the entire continent, or if there are evil forces behind them, the God of Light will rarely respond.
This is not because He does not care about the tortured believers, but because His eyes are not limited to this world.
The Pope of Light understands this, so praying is just praying, and he doesn’t actually expect too much of a response from God.
But when the prayer was about to be accepted and came to an end, an invisible supernatural power suddenly descended.
The white-haired old man was shocked and raised his head.
In the field of vision, the tall sculpture of the God of Light is exuding infinite brilliance, and the eyes made of gems carry divine light full of mysterious wisdom.
"God, you finally heard the prayers of your humble believers and came here with your glory."
The Pope of Light looked extremely excited, and he prostrated himself under the sculpture of the God of Light, his body trembling with excitement.
In his entire career as pope, this was actually the first time he encountered a response from God, and it was not in the form of a dream, but a more solemn and rigorous miracle.
Eyes filled with infinite brilliance looked at the believer lying low on the ground, conveying a picture to him.
A black sun is in the sky, and darkness is His light.
Tentacle-like black mist poked out from the darkness, and black crows flew and danced, eroding and tearing the bright sky inch by inch. The creatures on the earth below were devastated, without any reason, and the deformed and terrifying black beasts were slaughtering the God of Light.
Believers, not a blade of grass grows wherever you go.............
Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand.
From that terrifying black sun, he saw a crazy and chaotic ominousness and evil, which made him, a legendary being, frightened and almost breathless.
Compared with the dark catastrophe sweeping across the entire continent, the wars between several countries that he was worrying about were nothing more than a slap in the face.
At the end of the picture, he saw a dark sun sculpture, which seemed to be the origin of all disasters.
"Yeleyan, my loyal believer, my kind child, the world is at stake."
"Lift your head and accept my gift."
"Then find it and destroy it, otherwise darkness will drown out light, and goodness and justice will cease to exist."
The sacred voice, with a solemn and serious meaning, fell into the ears of Bright Pope Yelian, dispelling the fear in his heart and making him feel a sense of peace and warmth.
With a solemn face, Ye Laian slowly raised his head and stopped when his eyes moved to the feet of the sculpture of the God of Light.
Looking up further, in Yalayan's mind, it was disrespectful to the gods.
At the same time, ripples suddenly appeared in the space.
Soft light fell from the sky, wrapped in a pure white scepter, exuding a faint divine light, suspended in front of the Pope of Light.