Dawn the next day.

When the sky had just turned white and the sun had not yet fully risen, Amon left the rebel camp with a hoe in one hand and slowly walked towards the towering thousand-year-old city in front of him.

The defending general looked at his slowly approaching figure, and hesitated for a while, not understanding what this guy wanted to do, and the expression on his face became hesitant; logically speaking, he didn't need to do anything at all now, just quietly wait for the outcome of the divine battle.

But considering that this man is the leader of the rebels, he has high prestige among the rebels.

As long as he is killed, the rebels will inevitably fall into leaderless civil strife...... In this way, the siege of the Millennium City can be easily solved.

After a fierce ideological struggle, the defending generals finally did not resist the temptation to defeat the rebels ahead of schedule, and could not help but give the order to attack Amun.

At the command of the general, a line of temple paladins walked to the battlements, and at the same time raised their flaming spears in their hands, aimed at Amun's position, let out a loud shout, and then threw their spears in their hands.

Brush ——!

The dense rain of fire extended an arc-shaped trail of light and swept down, covering half of the sky in an instant.

“......”

Looking at the rain of flames falling from the sky, there was no trace of fear on Yamon's face, and he walked towards the Millennium City step by step with the light spear in his hand.

Just before the spear of light struck him, a ray of golden light shot out from the eastern horizon, piercing the distant sky and enveloping Amon's figure, the light instantly condensed and solidified, turning into a barrier of light that formed a small pyramid in the shape of a quadrangular pyramid—enveloping the black-haired boy's body and ricocheting the burning spears for him.

"The kingship is on my side, and the king of the gods is on my side. Amon told himself silently as he continued to walk.

"Oh God!"

Witnessing this scene, the defending generals and those holy warriors all knelt on the ground, and kept prostrating in the direction of the sun.

"Praise the sun!"

"Praise the sun!"

"Praise the sun!"

In an instant, both the defenders of Millennium City and the rebel army were all excited and wept with joy, hugging each other to celebrate the bright victory.

No matter which side the sun god is on, at least he is the god of all mankind, a god of mercy and grace, and even if the world is foolish and mistakes his servants for evil spirits, he will come to his rescue, which is what God did when the dark forces sent a curse.

Boom ——!

The sky trembled violently, and at the end of the horizon, a molten gold, glowing with infinite light and enthusiasm, rose into the sky.

The light emerges.

The majestic power runs between heaven and earth, and wherever the light passes, plants blossom and bear fruit, sewage becomes clean and thorough, filth burns and evaporates, the sick are freed from their pain, those who are troubled are at peace, the imperfect become sound, and the mad are restored to sobriety.

All things sing with joy as they sing about the miracle and celebrate the return of the King of the Gods!

Everyone was so shocked by such a scene that they could not speak for a long time, not even the prophet Amun.

"Thou art the King of eternity, O great sun god!"

The priests of the temple gave up their resistance completely, fell to their knees in the sun with tears streaming down their faces, and repented with devotion from the bottom of their hearts.

The great king of the gods, the supreme leader of the Menes civilization, has been silent for thousands of years, and finally defeated the darkness once again and returned to the earth. The molten golden light was incomparably bright, but it did not burn all things, revealing his merciful and great power - he was willing to save even those who had opposed him, and he always loved everyone.

......

The light shone on the world, dispelling the clouds, and the sky was as clear as water—so clear and translucent that there was no blemish in it, like a huge mirror hanging over the ground.

In the depths of the golden light that covered everything, shallow ripples spread out throughout the sky, and with a few ripples of ripples, the metropolis of the empire showed its silhouette in the depths of the sky, and the thick and straight buildings stood in beautiful gardens, surrounded by elaborately shaped and sleek flying machines, and the delicately arranged floating islands were scattered over the city, parallel to the slowly flowing clouds, casting shadows on the dreamlike city.

The city is interspersed with countless straight roads, flanked by villas of different shapes, built and neatly groomed gardens, and between the countless tall buildings, sacred obelisks rise from the ground and penetrate into the depths of the clouds like sharp swords, and the towers are surrounded by flocks of birds with fluttering wings, which are indescribably majestic.

The scene in the sky continued to change, slowly rising high into the sky, revealing one beautiful world after another: ocean planets, primordial planets, swamp stars...... The worlds that have been rebuilt after Ivan's conquest are showing the Land of Light how prosperous they are at this time.

The lens is becoming more and more focused, more and more concentrated...... Under the gaze of everyone, it was fixed on the white moon.

Then, everything slowly drew closer—the majestic and magnificent mechanical palace, guarded by countless iron legions, was projected in the eyes of everyone at close range, showing the splendor and glory of the heavenly kingdom at this time.

"That is the kingdom of heaven, and the covenant that God has made with us is true. Countless people who have listened to the revelation have remembered the gospel preached by Amun.

After a short freeze, the camera of the sky stretches towards the interior of the Machine Court, and finally, stops in front of the Golden Throne with its back to the Holy Sun Wheel.

On the throne, the king of the gods, clad in golden armor and shrouded in dazzling flames, descended the stairs and stretched out his hand to the earth below, to the land of light, to the thousand-year-old city—to the prophet Amon, who walked beneath it.

Brush ——!

In the direction he pointed, the light condensed and converged between the sky and the earth, forming solidified bright "crystal bricks", which were then stacked and combined to form a pure and transparent ladder of light, extending in front of Amun.

"Is this your gift to me?"

The black-haired boy looked at the scene in front of him, only to feel that his blood was boiling like fire, and he instantly burst into tears, and muttered the last apocalypse in his mouth: "...... I want you to be glorified under the thousand-year city, and let them know that you are my servant...... I want you to be glorified under the thousand-year city, and let them know that you are my servant. ”

Repeating the words, he hunched in awe, then took a step up the staircase of light that stood in front of him.

"Straighten your loins so that the world may see that my prophet is a man of rigidity and unyieldingness. God's voice rang out in the depths of his consciousness.

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Amon took a deep breath, immediately straightened his chest, and strode up the stairs to approach the majestic palace in the sky.

The soft light emitted by the staircase of light, everyone watched in awe as he walked towards the light step by step, and those lights actually gathered behind his head to form a circle, and the black-haired boy against the background became more and more sacrosanct.

This scene made the hearts of countless people beat wildly, and this scene was like a great king of the gods, who personally crowned the prophet.

What a privilege!

Looking at the divine marks that had happened to Amun, the priests were envious and ashamed.

In fact, they are so clear about what they have done that they are not without guilt, so it is not strange to see God's grace concentrated in a worldly person, but they are ashamed and ashamed.

Amon was still in a state of dazed ignorance of what was happening to him, and at this moment, all he could see in his eyes and think in his heart was the divine and majestic sun god on the other side of the sky.

Step by step, the warm and benevolent force becomes more and more powerful.

At last, when the black-haired boy reached the end of the staircase of light, the sun god slowly raised his right hand, and at this moment, his hand seemed to pass through the clear water, rippling in circles, and passed it to Amon from virtual to real.

“......”

He looked at this scene in amazement, and Fu Zhi raised his right hand in his heart, gently touching the fingertips of the king of gods.

At the moment when the two came into contact, Amon's heart beat violently, and he felt a stream of heat surging through his limbs, and the apocalypse in his ears became extremely clear:

"From this day forward, Amon, you are no longer a prophet. ”

"I sanctify thee, and thou shalt not be arrogant and lazy, and breed evil thoughts. Teach the world to do the right thing, preach My commandments, and honor the laws of the world. ”

"After seven days, the kingdoms of heaven will be united with the kingdoms of the earth: I will make the people of heaven love the people of the earth, and you shall overcome all difficulties, and let the people of the earth accept the people of heaven. Tell the world that they are equal and deserve to love one another. ”

With the last sentence, the sun god's molten golden pupils instantly became clear—his gaze passed through the heavenly firmament, as if through the endless void, and met Amon's eyes.

"I will honor your commandments, and keep your commandments, and I will unite the world. Filled with a sense of glory and mission, Amon raised the hoe in his hand and made a promise with his head held high.

"Amon, the kingdom of light is glorified in you. ”

With the last oracle of the Sun King, a soft light rushed in like a tidal wave, flooding the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the endless light faded along with the mirror image of the heavenly firmament, and all kinds of visions returned to peace, and the figure of the Sage Amon slowly descended along a pillar of light to the Millennium City. He stood on the city wall and looked at the warriors who were his enemies, his gaze calm and soft.

Under the gaze of the Sage, the warriors stroked their chests and saluted, paying homage to the spokesman of the King of the Gods.

......

At this time, in the white moon, Evan dispersed the flames and sat on the throne, looking at Amon's figure, secretly cheering for this young man.

The real test has just begun, and what awaits Amon will be a chore - the administration of the Empire will take over the administration of the Land of Light, and in the process, many contradictions will inevitably arise.

All these contradictions must be reconciled by him, the Holy One.