Chapter 42: The Oath of the Church of Light

The light appeared in the tent, and the three of Paul looked at the sky through the gap in the tent, only to see a ray of sunlight shining down before revealing a trace of fatigue.

Although he was physically and mentally exhausted after fighting all night, and there was not much magic money left in his hand, he would find that the income from this night was not small. The two cornerstones of the magic teleportation array have already been earned.

It's just that this teleportation array doesn't know if there is a fee, and if it costs three hundred young people, when will they all be able to step into the place of training. A hint of irritability appeared in my heart when I thought of this, but then I suppressed the thought again. Take one step at a time, and if you really can't do it, go and consult the wise.

An old voice sounded outside the tent: "Your Excellency, the Pope, have woken up."

"Grandpa Ian, please come in". Listening to the voice, Paul looked at Andre and Alberta and spoke into the tent door.

Ian walked over with a hint of tiredness on his face: "Lord Pope".

"I didn't expect Captain Andre and Deputy Head of Alberta to be there." Ian paused for a moment and greeted Andre and Alberta.

Then, without waiting for them to reply, he looked at Paul, who also showed a trace of tiredness and subconsciously asked: "Didn't the Pope sleep last night?"

"Last night I went to the training ground with Andre and Alberta, so I didn't sleep." Paul replied to Ian.

Ian showed a hint of confusion: "The land of experience?".

"Grandpa Ian's church is ready now?" Paul thought of the perilous situation he was about to face, and asked Ian.

Ian nodded slowly: "Last night, more than 7,000 men, women, and children worked together to not only bury the corpses, but also build the church according to the Pope's orders."

"The corpse has already been buried?". Seeing this, Paul asked Ian again.

Ian accentuated his tone, but thought of the scene of yesterday's two raids and massacres that seemed a little somber: "Buried, just west of the camp".

"Take us to see it". When Paul heard the reply, he commanded Ian without thinking.

Ian didn't speak, just walked out of the tent with slightly heavy steps. Paul, Andre and Alberta followed.

When I walked out of the tent, I found that the camp was empty, and my heart couldn't help but sink, and I vaguely guessed something.

In the blink of an eye, the footsteps were to the west of the camp, and the sound of wailing was endless. Countless men, women and children lay in front of the graves and cried about the old days.

Twenty probationary paladins and three hundred young men stood on either side, their eyes welling up with tears, although they did not go to the graves of their loved ones.

Ian couldn't help but be silent for a while as he looked at the scene in front of him, and a pair of old eyes were filled with tears.

Paul looked around and saw more than 7,000 people gathered in front of the graves made of dirt.

The boundless desolation spread, and the heart gradually sank.

Taking a deep breath, looking around at the more than 7,000 people who were howling and crying in front of him, the elemental power in his body began to flow, and then gradually spread.

The scepter in his hand emitted a soft light, and Paul's voice rang in the ears of everyone at the same time, like a stream moving forward slowly: "We were the most humble commoners, and we lived a happy and peaceful life. However, the two supreme men fought on the surface of Lake Noga, causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to be swept away."

"In this flood, we lost our happy days, lost our husbands, children, and the only arm we could rely on, and became refugees that everyone shouted at." Speaking of this, Paul paused slightly, and the scene when the two supreme powers fought came to his mind.

The crowd listened to this soft voice, forgot their grief for a moment, and stood up to look at Paul.

Under the gaze of more than 7,000 people, Paul held a scepter that radiated a soft light. A breath of holiness permeated again. In addition to Andre and Alberta behind him, it sets off the extraordinary.

All of a sudden, everyone felt like they had stepped into a picture scroll constructed of infinite hope.

Paul's voice rang out again, and there was grief in it: "Yesterday we suffered two sneak attacks, two massacres".

"Although more than 3,000 relatives have fallen, their souls have been redeemed by our Lord and have gone to the kingdom of God of the Most High God of Light. We should rejoice that they have been given a new lease of life out of their suffering." Paul's voice grew deeper.

More than 7,000 people recalled the joy of yesterday's salvation for countless souls, and the sadness in their hearts gradually began to fade, and the Pope was right that this was salvation and rebirth.

Paul looked around the people in front of the 3,000 tombs again and said, "Do you want them to see tear-stained faces as they gaze upon us in the kingdom of God of our Lord God the Light and the Supreme Lord?"

"The reason why we have suffered so much is because of the unbridled fighting of the strong, which caused the flood to erupt. Turning us from civilians into refugees that everyone shouts about. The reason why we have suffered so much is because the Kingdom of Cheng Xi exists in name only, and there are continuous conquests in various places. The reason why we suffer so much is because there is no force in this world to restrain them." Paul told all of these things one after another.

Then he exhaled deeply, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and turned his gentle voice into anger: "Since the world is like this, then we will turn into this restraining force. Let the war subside, let the strong be restrained, and let us live in a happy world".

"Constraints、We must let the strong not act at will, causing natural disasters。 Andre and Alberta, who were standing behind Paul, subconsciously chanted in unison.

The voice spread, and the twenty probationary paladins and three hundred young men also raised their heads to the sky and shouted: "Restraint, we must let the war disappear and stop the coming of man-made disasters."

"We must live in a world of peace and happiness." More than 7,000 people roared in unison.

The sound roared like the waves of the sea, stirring over the three thousand graves piled up of dirt.

After a while, the voice subsided, and Paul looked around at the more than 7,000 people: "Our Lord God of Light and the High Lord has awakened from the land of ruins with all the gods under his command, and has set his eyes on us, and sent down the will of the gods to go to the land of training to find the power to restrain the strongest and the war."

"Therefore, from now on, we will build a church and a teleportation array to the place of training, and we will be responsible for restraining it." Paul shouted to more than 7,000 people, and a sense of majesty permeated the air.

Then, without waiting for them to reply, he shouted several times in a row, and the sound was higher and higher.

"From now on, I, the Church of Light, will shoulder the heavy responsibility entrusted to me by the gods of the Light Camp."

"From now on, I, the Church of Light, will go to the land of training to find the power to restrain the injustice in the world."

"From now on, I, the Church of Light, will use the sword in my hand to cut through thorns and open up a peaceful paradise."

"From now on, I, the Church of Light, will follow the will of the gods of the camp of light and spread the glory of the gods in the sky."