At the top of the mountain shrouded in darkness, the storm was very violent, but perhaps because of some kind of origin, the wind could not get close to the Charles.

The blizzard, as well as the cold that comes with it, is also in a state of "ignorance" for him, and the surrounding world faintly makes him have a strange sense of intimacy.

It was a strange feeling, but Charles didn't think much of it, as he had been caught by the Staff of Authority buried in the snowdrift.

As soon as Charles picked it up, the supposedly cold shaft began to radiate bursts of heat.

At the same time, the light bloomed on the crystal ball at the top of the scepter, quickly enveloping the entire back of the staff, spreading sharply around Charles's body and even the entire mountaintop area.

At first, the light was completely obscured by the snow around it, but gradually, as it became more dazzling, the white light pierced through the dark layers of snow like the dawn of heaven and earth, and shone silently.

As a result, in the barracks below, countless souls were shrouded in white light and emerged, and were attracted by the light.

They rose strangely, their illusory bodies breaking through the snow curtain and finally appearing in front of Charles.

Faces familiar and unfamiliar converged, swirling around the snowy Charr, staring, and finally turning into bits of white light and merging into the scepter in his hand.

It's a strange and inexplicable situation, and normally Charr would have looked into it.

At the moment, however, he was drawn to something else.

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"Believers pray to the gods of heaven to dispel the darkness around them with your majestic light, and believers pray that you will ...... this blizzard"

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"It's cold...... Our Lady goes up again, I'm so cold......"

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"O God, please retract your wrath and forgive the lowly believers......

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"Gracious Father, save us......"

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From the moment he grasped the scepter, he heard countless prayers, men and women, old men and children.

Countless voices overlapped, constantly looping in his ears, endlessly, sounding as if the whole world was praying to him.

At the same time, the scepter in his hand seemed to tremble from the many prayers, and with that burning sensation, the power of the trembling continued to rise and become stronger, as if urging.

Charles was immersed in the myriad of voices, his eyes flickering, and at that moment, a strange hiss interrupted his thoughts.

The voice was familiar, and Charles looked away from the scepter that was shaking in his hand, and turned his head to see a hideous little monster with a long black tail in his eyes.

It was flapping its black wings at the moment. It was swooping from the top of the snow-capped mountain behind him, and it didn't look very conspicuous in the goose-feathered snow.

"Is it still alive?" Charles wondered.

Although the target was different from the last time he had seen it, Charles recognized it as the black dragon possessed by the Daughter of Light.

It's just that it was huge before, and now it's back to its juvenile state.

Looking at it with interest, Charles thought that the black dragon might come to attack him, but when it approached, he was surprised by the look it showed.

It was fear, it was strange, but there was a hint of instinctive closeness......

"Delusion?"

Frowning, after a few glances at the little monster that had landed on a stone not far from him, Charles ignored it and looked down at the scepter again.

At this moment, the scepter still trembled, and the violently shaking appearance, and the increasingly condensed white light, seemed to prove that it could not wait.

"You're such a virgin." He muttered, Charles could only guess what he was expecting, but he didn't know exactly how to do it.

Instinct, however, made Charles realize what he should do next—to obey it and let go of some of his rights.

"So, as you wish."

With this in mind, Charles no longer resisted the peculiar rhythm in his hand, but obeyed some of its desires.

So under the countless prayers in his ears, Charles, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, held the scepter high in his hand.

The invisible power spread, and the body of the staff, which was emitting a fierce light, trembled and stopped.

At the same time, the snowfall around me suddenly slowed down, from a normal fall, to a slight drop visible to the naked eye, and then to a complete halt - that particular scene was like a pause in time.

The shadow of a thick book emerged from Charles' arm holding the scepter, flying in the air and wrapping around it.

The condensed white light seems to be more dazzling and condensed by the appearance of the book.

Then, after a long pause as if accumulating strength, the light suddenly burst out from the cane!

As far as the eye could see, under the dark world of heavy snow, a white pillar of light suddenly gushed out from the top of the mountain called Shujiao Mountain, and the speed was like lightning, stabbing into the sky with black clouds!

As soon as the dark cloud and the dazzling pillar of light were handed over, they rippled and were pierced, revealing the bright world on the thick black cloud!

Between the rippling clouds, the white pillars of light from the bottom up blended with the bright world, and after brewing a little at the "wound", they spread rapidly in all directions like clear water dye!

This spread was so fast that in the blink of an eye, the mountainside where the barracks were located was bathed in a bright world.

At the same time, the countless snowflakes that had been stagnant around them shook suddenly, and then as if there was a bang, the wind and snow dispersed with the darkness!

The black clouds in the sky quickly faded, the snow below was swept away like dust, and the dazzling light enveloped the entire mountain, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye to everything around it—the vast plains around it, the bleak forests beyond the plains, and even the endless world beyond the forests!

As far as the eye can see, the darkness of the blizzard flees like a lost dog, and the endless world of light follows.

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Heaven and Hell suddenly turned upside down, and there was not much warning, only the resulting winds raging on the snow-covered surface around them, pulling the snow-white "sand" that bloomed.

It all happened so suddenly and too quickly.

Below, the soldiers who walked out of the camp because of the appearance of their souls were hunted by the fierce wind-blown clothes.

And their expressions at the moment are also rich. Looking up at the tall figure that had swept away the snow curtain and revealed its true face, it was shocked, sluggish, and ecstatic......

The darkness faded, the light descended, the light that broke through the clouds on the top of the mountain remained, and the black dragon flew around the tall figure in the sky, hissing in its mouth.

This epic scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of countless soldiers like the Book of Genesis, and it also made them speechless for a long time.

Half an hour later, someone shouted with joy on their faces.

"It's the messenger!"

"Emissary!"

"It's really him, we're saved!"

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One by one, the soldiers showed ecstasy and shouted, and they fell to their knees.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly retorted loudly: "No, he is not a messenger of the gods!" ”

The voice attracted countless angry eyes, but the speaker ignored this, kneeling on the surface of the ground and facing the cliff, his arms outstretched as if embraced, his eyes excited, and his mouth shouted feverishly.

"He's a god!!"

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A group of soldiers in the Far North were completely impressed by this earth-changing method.

And in the world south of the land of the Eternal East, everyone, whether it was a beggar, a farmer, a nobleman, or a king, was shocked by it.

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The Great Wall, the Black Castle.

The wind blew through the ancient building, and the many night watchmen who were discussing the food supply around the long table suddenly discovered that the shield hall, which had been lit only by candlelight and fire, suddenly seeped into a large amount of light from the outside!

"This ......"

The leader of the bear, Old Mormont, was absentmindedly combing the crow's feathers in his hand, but at this moment, he turned his head along the light source, and his old face couldn't help but be stunned.

The crow in his hand, like the other high-ranking night watchmen around him, was stunned for a moment, and then flew up excitedly.

"Light! Light! Corn! Light! ”

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Winterfell,

Ricken, a young son who was practicing archery in the courtyard under the cover of darkness. Stark, looking up at the rapidly approaching world of light in the distance, the iron arrow on the bow in his hand was unconsciously relaxed by his fingers, and fell to the ground with a click.

And above the attic at the back of the courtyard, the Duke of Winterfell looked at all this with a sad face, his eyes glazed over, and he unconsciously clenched his hand on the armrest of the attic.

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King's Landing

Seeing the vastness of the sky dispel the darkness and the cold and quickly sweep in, the sparrow standing on the tower turned away excitedly, and at the same time trembled and muttered in its mouth.

"Miracles! This is a miracle from the seven gods! The gods have not forgotten us! He has not forgotten! ”

Soon after,

The bells rang throughout King's Landing, and countless worshippers were summoned to rush to St. Belle Square in all directions of the city.

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Old Town

The fire in the house was blazing, and the candles were flickering.

Looking out the window at the rapidly approaching world of daylight, the magician Dr. Marwyn exhaled excitedly.

Then he staggered to a chair in front of his desk, sat down, picked up the quill, and began to write quickly in the thick parchment.

"In the year 299 of Aegon, the darkness that enveloped the world dissipated, and a month after the world order left, light came to the world again."

"We don't know exactly what happened, and we can't explain the root cause of this, but—"

"The disaster is far away, and history will remember this moment."