Qin Chuming quietly waited for the ceremony to begin, it was a very boring process.

If there really is an all-knowing and all-powerful God in this world, he must be extremely bored when he sees this scene.

In the City of the Prophets, the four cardinals walked to each of the four sides of the square.

A simple cross was formed with the pope standing in the center of the square, and then forty priestly missionaries stepped forward to fill in the void between several people, forming a complete cross.

A chant with an extremely soothing rhythm came from the mouths of the forty-five missionaries.

"Praise be to the All-Knowing and Almighty, and to the wonderful Heaven, where your devout believers pray, asking to hear your teachings......"

The voice of each missionary was small, but it was clearly heard throughout the City of the Prophets.

In some ineffable way, it reverberates between heaven and earth.

"So you're going to get started?"

At this moment, whether it was a believer or not, they all looked at the ritual in front of them.

They may have various purposes, some are spies of various countries, and some are here to see the fun.

But at this moment, they all looked seriously at the center of the square.

Miracles!

What exactly will it look like?

A faint glow slowly overflowed from the missionary, like small fireflies, and they began to rise slowly, constantly surging towards the sky.

“...... Covering the darkness of the world, it needs your light to dispel ......"

“...... The lost lamb needs your guidance......"

As time passed, the chanting of the preachers grew louder and louder.

The chanting of only forty-five shook the entire City of the Prophets.

Countless believers sat down and prayed when they saw this.

But for a moment, the city was filled with the sound of chanting and prayer.

I can't hear what it is.

Some are just an inexplicable sacredness and grandeur.

Qin Chuming, who was thousands of miles away, nodded his fingers lightly, there was already a miracle in the East, and there was also a grand miracle in the West that he needed now to show to the world.

On the one hand, it is to balance the myths of the East and the West, and on the other hand, it is also to balance everyone's attention and risk.

At the moment when Qin Chuming raised his hand, the faces of the missionaries of the entire City of Prophets changed instantly.

They looked up at the sky.

Rituals are beginning to break out of their grasp.

And this situation means that the ceremony is basically successful.

God, he took over the ceremony.

In a moment of ritual space, the grand and divine voice began to spread out from the City of Prophets.

Soon it crossed the borders of the Papal States, but it had no intention of stopping.

From the middle of the Mediterranean, it spreads out in all directions.

Magnificent voices resounded throughout the Mediterranean coast.

Countless people looked in the direction of the City of the Prophets.

And above the City of Prophets, a little bit of gold slowly spreads.

In the midst of the spreading golden light, a gate of extreme splendor that is difficult to express in words gradually appears.

"A miracle! This is a miracle! The Lord Almighty is coming!"

"Lord, forgive me for my sins. ”

......

Endless people prayed in the square.

Outside the square, countless people wanted to enter the square, looking at the sky and trying to move forward.

But no one made a transgressive move, or a violent act.

None of this should exist before God.

In the center of the square, the Pope looked at the heavenly gates while chanting.

He was extremely worried.

It's been too long since anyone has spoken to God.

No one knew what that was going to be, and even though he was God's spokesman on earth, there was excitement and fear in his heart.

Lord, is it really so merciful and merciful as the legend suggests?

If not, then he would be a sinner.

In mid-air, as the overflowing golden light dissipated, a gate appeared in mid-air.

There is no support, just standing there out of thin air.

Not even the world's most amazing magic tricks can do that.

Countless people looked up at the gate in front of them, and they were all waiting for the moment when the gate opened.

And everyone in front of the live broadcast also looked at the gate of heaven.

In the distance, Qin Chuming moved his neck.

"It's time to get started. ”

Accompanied by a snap of the fingers.

"Smack!"

Thousands of miles away, the door in the sky opened, and endless light gushed out of it.

For a moment, there seemed to be another sun in the sky.

But the light was so soft.

In a soft glow, a staircase with a golden glow descended from the sky along the edge of the grand gate.

The bottom of the staircase falls above the square.

Everyone looked down the stairs, but there seemed to be an endless sea of gold in the gate, and nothing could be seen except gold.

"This must be the gateway to heaven!"

After a shout, one of the believers forcibly broke through the blockade of the guards and rushed in.

The guard hurriedly stepped forward, but he was stunned just now, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him.

This is his dereliction of duty, and I hope God will definitely not blame him.

But the man moved faster, and he ran as fast as he could for the stairs

Seeing the believer rushing towards the stairs, he hurriedly shouted:

"Stop him!"

More than a dozen guards stepped forward, but they were all a little slower.

The man had already rushed to the stairs, and he jumped to his feet.

But when he jumped up the stairs, he suddenly stepped on the air.

He stumbled down the stairs and fell to the ground.

Turning over and reaching out to touch the stairs, the man who fell to the ground realized that he couldn't touch the stairs in front of him anyway.

"Fake?"

He muttered as he looked at his arm across the stairs.

"The great God does not deceive the world with falsehoods, and it is a path that only the truly pious, good, and sinless sages can tread. ”

In the middle of the endless golden gate, a beautiful figure stepped out of it.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

"That's ...... Angels?"

Stepping out of the door, he has a beauty that ordinary people can hardly imagine and achieve, it is like a perfect face and body, but he is not human, he has a pair of white wings behind him.

And this creature has a name in papal mythology: angels.

"My name is Cass, and I am the messenger of God, who is the Pope?

The angel turned his head to look at the forty-five missionaries standing in the middle of the square.

"Praise be to the Great Lord, Venerable Angel of Cass, I am Pope Joseph Mario Vegario here. ”

The Pope stepped out of the crowd, glanced at the fanatics who had fallen to the ground, and bowed to the angel.

"He is an innocent and confused believer, who has been lost for so long without God's guidance that he has lost his piety and goodness, and as the Lord's shepherd in the world, I hope that the Lord's light will reign over the world and help them out of darkness and ignorance. ”