Dear Catherine finally put on her shoes :)

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Night swept towards Catherine with darkness, and the mage stared at it intently.

"Our God is omnipresent, My God is omnipotent, My God creates everything, Our God gives hope. ”

Catherine opened her mouth and whispered the prayer she had said more than she had said. The incomparably sacred and solemn voice, forming a circle of character patterns, spread out in all directions with Catherine as the center, and crashed headlong into the huge and incomparable night.

The night was stagnant, and it slowly came to a halt in the impact.

"My God is omnipresent, My God is omnipotent, My God creates everything, My God gives hope", echoes rippled between heaven and earth, like millions of Catherines chanting together.

The mountain peaks and the sky trembled, the wind stopped, and Catherine, who had been standing still, stepped forward. She stepped out of the small hilltop and stepped into the air. The character patterns that filled the sky merged into a mass and surged towards her feet, forming a rotating disc.

The female mage was not at all worried about stepping on the air. She stepped on the disc and took another step. More fluttering characters converged on her, turning into a second disc beneath her feet.

The mage walked step by step, and with each step, the characters formed a spinning disc and landed at her feet in time. Like a lithe butterfly, Catherine strolls unhurriedly through the air.

The Palm Monster followed Catherine's footsteps, as if she had known that this would happen. He was silent, always keeping a disc of characters away from the female mage. Whenever the Palm Monster passes over a character disk, the disc that is slightly larger than the Palm Monster will shatter and revert into a disordered character.

The characters seemed very lively and active, scattering in all directions, merrily throwing themselves into the sky and once again forming a circle of sacred and solemn prayers that floated through the air.

Of course, not every character has that kind of luck. There were always a few less lucky little things that didn't have time to get away with it, and they were caught by the palm monster with his crappy top hat. The Palm Monster would then put the finger with the mouth into the top hat and chew on the dried beans to eat them clean.

Catherine didn't know anything about the small movements of the palm monster behind her, and maybe even if she did, she wouldn't have paid attention to it. Her mind should be on the night high above.

The female mage seemed to wander aimlessly in the air, but in fact, the character discs in front of her were higher than the other. So after walking for a while, Catherine had already arrived, dozens of meters higher than the skyscraper's peak. However, this altitude is almost negligible compared to the night when it is far higher.

"Lord Catherine, where are you going?" asked the Palm Monster, who hadn't spoken for a long time.

The female mage slowly turned her head, looked at the palm monster and said, "Of course, I went to meet my god." ”

"Do you already know where my god is?"

"Nature is in the temple. ”

"And where is the temple?"

Catherine smiled slightly, but did not answer immediately. She stretched out her hand and pointed to her heart and said, "My heart is to my God, and my God leads my heart." Please follow in my footsteps. ”

After saying that, the female mage stepped out, and the front half of her body seemed to be in the air and disappeared. Dozens of meters away, a barefoot girl poked out of the void. Before it fell, countless characters had already swarmed in, condensing into a spinning disc that held the smooth foot firmly. As the foot steadied herself, the back half of Catherine's body disappeared from the palm monster and appeared on the disc in the distance. The female mage stepped an incredible distance, as if space had lost its meaning to her.

Catherine glanced at the palm monster still standing in place from afar, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Our God is omnipresent, My God is omnipotent, My God creates everything, Our God gives hope. Catherine recited the prayer one more time, and the characters, who had been flying freely in the air, flew towards the female mage in unison, all rushing towards her bare feet.

The characters enclose Catherine's two feet, changing combinations. Eventually, two simple, but elegantly shaped, flat-tipped mage boots wrapped around her feet. These two boots look black at first glance, but when viewed from different angles, you can see that they reflect a strange sheen. It was seven different colors: red, yellow, blue, green, black, white, and gray, and it was amazing.

The mage looked down at her two new shoes, lifted her right foot and knocked it on tiptoe, nodding in satisfaction. The characters flying in the sky, along with the discs that landed on them, were lost at this time. Catherine, however, stood firmly in mid-air, as if the earth was at her feet.

The mage looked up again, casting her gaze on the night high above.

"Is this just the beginning of the real journey?" said Catherine, striding forward in her new boots. Her figure flashed in the air, and with each step, she could step dozens of meters away, and soon disappeared into the boundless sky.

"What an arrogant adult. The palm monster rolled in the air and fell down, "My god is omnipresent, my god is omnipotent, my god creates everything, my god gives hope." ”

He prayed aloud, his whole body glowing with gray. Some characters emerge from his body, but nowhere near as dense as on Catherine's body. The characters change slowly, limply forming dynamic patterns. It's just that because there are so few of them, there are only two or three patterns that are turned over and over again.

"An unbridgeable gap. Alas!" the palm monster sighed silently in his heart. He struggled to stretch out his fingers, and the characters on his body seemed to be driven away, one by one, connecting between his fingers, like newly grown bones.

Along these bones, a gray film of light opened, and the falling body of the palm monster immediately stopped. His fingers were covered in flesh, and they looked very similar to those flying creatures that had appeared along the way. He agitated his body a few times and jumped upwards with a "whoosh".

Within a few minutes, the Palm Monster had once again crossed the mountain where it had landed. He didn't mean to stop at all, but continued to fly upwards at a faster pace.

The journey of this flight was not at all easier than climbing a mountain, the sky was windless and cloudless, and the vastness was boundless. No matter how long you fly, the sight doesn't seem to change. The night still rests high on the zenith, out of reach. Looking down, the once towering mountain has become invisible.

"Is it right or wrong?" pondered the same question back and forth in his mind, "I entered the kingdom of God with an intact body and was baptized by my god." Lord Catherine's soul vessel is now more perfect than ever. The will of my god was directly imprinted on her, and it surpassed any adult in the kingdom of God. Even that guy is far from being compared to Lord Catherine. ”

"But Lord Catherine's soul seems to have weakened a lot, how could that bull's-eyed demon who was only dominated by instinct be so powerful. The Palm Monster still couldn't figure it out, "Could this be a conspiracy by the Priest-Lord?" ”

Thinking of this, the palm monster slowed down.

"The sacrificial adults have always received the will of my god directly, and even that guy can't command it. It is unconscionable, then, that our God instructed them to weaken Lord Catherine's soul, so why should they be baptized? With such a weakened soul, it was impossible for Lord Catherine to compete with that guy anymore. Unless, unless......" the palm monster suddenly thought of a possibility, "Is it coming directly? This is what that guy has been doing for my god." ”

The more the palm monster thought about it, the more he felt that his idea made sense, "So, my god doesn't believe that guy anymore. I knew he lacked pure faith. No wonder our gods asked me to meet Lord Catherine. Great, great, praise my God, that you have not forsaken your slaves, that your eyes look through the future, that your light shines on all things in the world, that you guide believers to the other side of holiness. ”

"I must take good care of this Lord Catherine, and must not let her be harmed in any way before she sees my god. The palm monster's heart was full of power, he had understood the will of the god, "My god is omnipresent, my god is omnipotent, my god creates everything, my god gives hope." ”

He chanted loudly, and the gown and hat on his body burst in vain, emitting a rich and holy white light. In this light, the size of the palm monster quickly grew, and in an instant, it grew into a behemoth. He flailed the flesh wings between his fingers, whipped up a gust of wind, and with a roar, he flew away towards the night high in the sky.