St. Peter's Square, where countless devout believers of God gather.

Many of them are terminally ill, and they pray and follow the relics of the saints, either so that they can be redeemed after death and go to heaven, or that they can be cured of their terminal illness by miracles.

The former wish, they have no way of knowing whether it will be fulfilled or not, and the latter wish is able to see and hear with their own eyes, but unfortunately, except for the relevant legends that they have always heard, most believers have never seen miracles actually happen in their own hands.

A barefoot man in a cloak walked slowly, and this time, he came to a believer with a broken leg, who was in a wheelchair, neatly dressed, and although his hair was already a little gray, his face still had a faint smile.

The word optimism always seems to accompany this male believer, and only when he glanced at his broken leg did a trace of regret flash in the believer's eyes.

"Do you believe in God?" The barefoot man paused and asked gently.

The voice has a magnetic surname, which makes people feel happy.

"Of course, I believe that my only regret is that I can't climb the holy mountain on my knees and pray in front of the Holy Sepulchre, relying on my legs." The Broken Leg Believer said softly, looking at the strange man at the moment, he didn't know why, but he actually spit out his true heart for him.

"Is this your wish?" The barefoot man said slowly to him, "What if you achieve it, will you be able to accept the courage to change your life when you have your legs again?" ”

"Courage?"

"Yes, healthy body, you will lose most of the benefits you have now, you have to step back out of society and support yourself in the work that makes the body and mind tired." The barefoot man pointed to a shabby woman: "Look at her, she is different from you, she needs to work hard all the time to be able to come here and seek spiritual solace." ”

"Huh." The man with the broken leg smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I've had enough of this kind of life, if I can get back on my feet, I will support myself, and I will chase my dreams again." ”

"Oh? Dream? The barefoot man pressed his hand on the man's leg: "Can you tell me, do you have any dreams?" ”

"I ...... I used to be an athlete, a great, very good long-distance runner, and my goal was to be the champion in all the venues. ”

"You're almost 50 years old."

"Yes, but that's not a reason to escape, is it? God is watching us, but we humans should always try. ”

"God so loved the world." The barefoot man chuckled softly: "Your dream, I may not be able to achieve it for you, however, the future world champion, now!" Please stand up. ”

"What?" The man with the broken leg looked at the barefoot man with a puzzled expression: "You let me stand up?" Is this humiliating. ”

"No, it's a miracle for you." The barefoot man shook his head, "Please stand up, kid." ”

"I ......" The man with the broken leg couldn't help but feel a little dazed, he slowly propped up his hands, trembling, trying to regain the feeling of being down-to-earth.

"Take your time, remember the feeling you used to run on the runway, the moonlight is enchanting, the breeze is blowing, how soft?"

"You can do it!"

"I ......" The man with the broken leg stood up trembling with excitement, he opened his mouth wide, looking at his leg that had been unconscious and even dead early in the morning, and in a hurry, he actually touched it with his hand.

"Oh God, all right, all right, God, my leg is back!"

The man's cry of grief attracted the attention of many people.

"Isn't that John's?" A noblewoman frowned, then suddenly became surprised: "Oh my God, how did he stand up?" ”

"What's the situation?" A tourist approached him.

"God, John's family actually stood up, and he broke his leg."

"Could it be acting? There are a lot of liars. ”

"No, it won't." The lady shook her head: "He had a broken leg 20 years ago, and I saw him at that time, it's a pity." ”

"And what's going on now?" Tourists are a little excited: "Is it really a miracle in legends?" ”

Many people who knew John came running.

"Oh my God, John, you've got a divine grace?"

The man with the broken leg excitedly pointed to the man in cloak who was walking towards the cathedral and said, "It's him, it's he who restored my legs, he is an apostle sent by the Lord to the world!" ”

The words of the man with the broken leg caused a large group of believers to suddenly surge behind the barefoot man, who chanted the name of God Christ, hoping to be able to get the salvation of the barefoot man, but the barefoot man did his own thing, and was not disturbed by these people at all, just walked slowly, walking in the direction of the Holy See, and only when he saw a terminally ill believer along the way, he would stop and ask the other party about his dream and bring him health.

"This is my daughter, the Great Apostle, save him." A mother ran over with her little daughter in her arms.

"She was sick with a terrible disease, and no hospital was willing to take her in again, and they all said that it was a disease that only God could help."

The mother has long brown hair and a pale face, and the girl in her arms, with the same pale little face, hands and feet, are covered with poisonous sores, plus her young age and weak body, plus the mother and daughter know at a glance that they are not rich families, maybe they are not citizens, and those hospitals are willing to take them in.

"Oh my God, such a scary girl." Behind the barefoot man, several female believers couldn't help but exclaim.

"Please......" said the mother weakly.

"Apostle of God, save me first, I have a foundation, I will let more people live, this girl, I will immediately have her sent to my private clinic, where she will get the best treatment."

A white-haired old man in a crisp suit walked briskly, followed by a beautiful woman and several men in suits who were dressed in fashion.

"Can you show her?" The barefoot man ignored the rich white-haired old man, just hugged the girl and whispered, "I can feel that her life is slowly passing." ”

"Apostle~!" The woman behind the white-haired old man stood up and said, "Please take a look for our directors first, this girl, if she hadn't lost God's favor, how could she have suffered such a disease?" ”

"God so loved the world." The barefoot man smiled and put the little girl on the ground and said softly, "Yes, divine grace is not priceless. ”

"If it's priced, it's easy to say." The white-haired old man coughed: "May I ask where the apostle is practicing in the church, I also have some wealth, as long as I can help the apostle, just ask." ”

"Your whole net worth." The barefoot man gently stroked the top of the girl's head: "When you, completely like this mother, come to me again." ”

"I'm ......" The white-haired old man opened his mouth wide, at a loss.

"Why? You can treat that person for free, and we have countless people in our lives, and you are like this? What kind of apostle? The woman cried.

"Man is always greedy and unsatisfied." The barefoot man shook his head and returned the girl to her mother.

There is no doubt that the poisonous sores on the girl's body have completely disappeared.

This made the mother cry and made more people want the man to treat them.

However, they found that they could not get within half a meter of the man under any circumstances, unless he wanted to.

"Please help me." Some of the terminally ill believers shouted vigorously to try to grasp the straw as if they had found the last straw floating on the surface of the river.

However, the barefoot man remained the same, ignoring the eager gazes of the believers around him, and came to the main entrance of the church.

"You...... You ......" The two priests who were guarding the church looked at the dense crowd of believers behind the barefoot man, their faces pale.

A group of black priests rushed out of the church, and were about to forcibly take the barefoot man away, but as soon as they walked out of the gate, the face of the leading priest captain turned dark: "What's going on! ”

"Captain, the apostle performed miracles and healed many people of their diseases, and even made the broken leg get back on his feet, so the believers ...... All followed. ”

"Damn, he's not some apostle!" The black-clad priest cursed in a low voice.

"But the believers thought he was."

A white cardinal approached the captain from the doorway: "Hear what he wants." ”

"We in the Holy See can't forcibly take him away in front of so many believers, it will break our credibility." The cardinal shook his head slowly: "Moreover, this person may be from the Kosmos Cult!" ”

"Those heretics~!" Captain Priest's eyes widened and he looked at the barefoot man viciously: "They...... Is it an attempt to defile the holy city? ”

"God will punish them!"

The barefoot man saw the white cardinal, slowly climbed the stairs and looked at the bishop and said, "Your name, believer of God. ”

"Bishop Marley, what about you, honorable guest, the stirring you have caused has disturbed our Holy See." The white cardinal of Marley paused and whispered.

"My name is Shennong, and I am currently the Chief Archbishop under the Starry Sky Pope, the God of Order."

"Archbishop!" Bishop Marley couldn't help but be slightly shocked: "You...... What did you come for? ”

"A holy relic of my Order God Sect accidentally fell into your Holy See, and in order to save this sentient being, I need that holy relic to perform divine magic and save sentient beings, so I hope that your sect can return it to the God Sect."

Bishop Marley's face suddenly turned ugly: "I have heard this, how can my Holy See have the holy relics of your divine religion?" ”

"Hehe, this is not in a hurry." The barefoot man Shennong smiled and said, "I plan to set up an altar here to treat the residents of this holy city, and when the time comes, many archbishops and even elders of my divine sect will come in person, and I ask your sect not to mind." ”

"What!" Bishop Marley almost fell: "A group of high-ranking people came to the door of our Holy See, this! Is this a demonstration? ”

"God loves the world, and I believe that the Holy See will not sit idly by and watch the suffering of all creatures in this world."

(To be continued)