The solemn Cathedral of Light, the holy Pope's coronation ceremony, whether it is the clergy of the Church of Light or the envoys who watched the ceremony, they all looked serious, only Leo was still whispering to Sidney, and laughing a few times in a low voice from time to time, which caused the surrounding people to look sideways.

Leo, however, continued to go his own way as if nothing had happened, and the clergy of the Church of Light looked at each other as if they hadn't seen it. The Moraya prince who was sitting behind Leo in an unknown number of rows secretly cursed Leo in a low voice: "Damn hillbilly, rough goods in the mountains, things without rules, such a place dares to be presumptuous, it's just a shame, let the Pope of Light see it in a while, and convict him of blasphemy!"

Time passed minute by minute in the waiting, when the bright and warm sunlight shone through the window on the top floor of the cathedral, and happened to shine on the pulpit in front of the chapel hall, a clear and beautiful aria sounded from the next row of choir children, the beautiful melody and the clear voices of the children, the resonance of the chapel hall, like a sweet spring caressing people's hearts, so that everyone was quiet, and everyone was immersed in the poetry of praise of the god of light.

At this time, in the mural painted with scenes of the kingdom of God on the dome of the worship hall, countless points of light suddenly fell on the tips and shoulders of the people, and in an instant they disappeared into it. The light elements that make up the points of light constantly cleanse the people in the chapel of impurities, creating a sense of fluttering comfort.

In this Celebration of Light, almost everyone reverently closes their eyes, listens to hymns, and enjoys the cleansing of the Light. However, the Arena of the Gods on Leo's chest quietly appeared its original golden yellow, and an invisible suction force came from the notch of the Arena of the Gods, only to see that all the light elements within a radius of several meters on Leo's side were gathered in his chest, silently submerging into the Arena of the Gods.

While others were praying with their eyes closed, Leo was shocked by the news from the Arena of the Gods. A bright prompt appeared under his eyes: The host has completed the task of collecting light divine power, Helios, Ra and other gods are satisfied with your performance, the host has been granted the privilege to summon the Sun Priest, and every thousand points of Divine Pleasure can summon a Sun Priest.

Leo was a little confused in his heart, he was still playing with the idea of the holy light above the head of the Cathedral of Light, but he didn't expect that an opening blessing ceremony of the Praise of Light would inexplicably complete the task.

Summoning the Sun Priest? What the hell is this Sun Priest? Could it be a priest who serves the sun god Ra like Immorton?

Leo's mind was full of questions, but it was clearly not a good time to get to the bottom of it, the choir's hymn was nearing its end, and some of the other temple priests who were determined had begun to slowly open their eyes. If it weren't for the fact that after obtaining the power of light, the suction of the Arena of the Gods disappeared, and the points of light in the air once again returned to a state of vertical scattering, maybe Leo would have been exposed.

But what Leo didn't expect was that all these abnormalities had already been seen by San Francisco and São Paulo, who were preparing for the coronation ceremony below. When a large number of points of light were completely attracted by Leo, San Francisco couldn't help but open his mouth wide, trying not to let his exclamation blurt out.

He and São Paulo looked at each other, and each could see horror in the other's eyes. Child of Light! This must be a Child of Light! Able to make the power of light actively converge on him, such an elemental affinity is enough to prove that Leo is the Child of Light!

The thin and withered palms of Pope San Francisco trembled slightly, he did not expect that at the last moment of stepping down from the papal throne, he actually saw the birth of the child of light, which must be the will of the great God of Light.

San Francisco, who had been slightly worried about the legitimacy of St. Paul's succession, had no doubts at the moment. Haven't you seen the Children of Light all at the coronation? Who can question the Child of Light, who represents the favor of the God of Light?

Pope San Francesco was glad that he had reached an alliance with Leo yesterday in time, and that he had pulled Leo into his chariot, otherwise the papacy of São Paul would have been in danger if questioned by the Children of Light.

Just as many thoughts were turning in the minds of Pope San Francesco, the choir had finished their hymns and the circle of praise of light had ceased to function. When the last point of light in the air fell, the envoys of various countries who watched the ceremony opened their eyes one after another, feeling the ease and ease in their bodies, and kept rejoicing in their hearts, fortunately they came, otherwise if they missed such an opportunity to baptize light, they might regret their death!

However, this baptism of the Gift of Light was not to everyone's liking, and just as the crowd had just come to their senses, the knights of light standing on the left and right sides of the chapel stepped forward one after another, dragging out a few sweaty people from the crowd.

The power of light, or the element of light magic, is very inclusive, and almost all magic elements and physique do not contradict it, but only the power of darkness is an exception. In the eyes of others, it is a good opportunity to cleanse and purify the body, but in the body of dark believers, these light divine powers are no less harmful to the human body than concentrated sulfuric acid.

The dark mages who were able to blend in with the envoys were naturally all strong-willed people, but compared to the pain caused by bathing in the power of light all over their bodies, it was already their limit to be able to hold down the roots of their teeth and not let themselves scream. When the Light Salute is over, the Knights of Light only need to look at who is relaxed, sweaty, or sweaty to know who the spies are.

After undergoing a baptism of light, the dark mages were dragged away by the knights of light like dead dogs without any resistance at all, and what awaited them was probably an even more tragic end.

Before the coronation ceremony began, many dark mages had already been unearthed, and such a thing made the envoys of various countries secretly frightened and worried about the collective questioning of impeachment for a while. But the coronation ceremony is about to begin, and it is too late to regret it at this moment.

The heads were lowered in unison, and a pair of eyes were constantly delivering a wealth of information, and a single look contained countless meanings, this kind of secret communication was not seen by San Francisco and São Paulo, their minds were now on Leo.