The chant in the Gate of Heaven has a magical power that grows louder and louder. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, everyone in the Triumphal Square was at peace, bathed in the holy light, and showed a look of madness, becoming the most devout believers, longing for the golden portal in the sky to open so that they could enter the eternal kingdom of heaven.

"The God of Light is with you!"

Aoman added a fire at the right time.

"Praise be to the God of Light, praise to Ioman, the Spokesman of God, may the God of Light be with us!"

The voice of the Dolph rang out in the crowd, and soon the voice grew stronger, converging into a mighty wave of praise, each praising the God of Light and praising Aoman.

Dolph was actually a little uneasy about Aoman's blasphemous behavior of looking for childcare...... However, seeing that Aoman really summoned the gate of heaven, he completely calmed down, and said in his heart that this little master was really the spokesman of the God of Light.

"No,...... This can't be true. ”

The old magician looked at the Heavenly Gate in the sky, his eyes full of shock, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

"Dafen, kneel down with me!" The old magician was stunned for a long time, but finally reacted and pulled the female apprentice to kneel. Even if he is a mysterious magician, he must tremble in the face of the gods, showing enough respect.

Aeoman stands on the high platform in the center of Triumph Square, with an unobstructed view of the entire venue.

He had long noticed the two magicians, one old and one young, and was secretly vigilant, relying on the instinctive sense of a high-level swordsman, he sensed that both magicians had the power to defeat him easily - especially the old magician, the power in his body seemed to be able to destroy the world!

But fortunately, no matter how proud and powerful the two magicians are, they must also surrender to the gods. Seeing the two magicians kneeling down, Aoman breathed a sigh of relief.

There is another prominent position in the field, which is the iron carriage that spits black smoke incessantly even at the scene of the miracle.

The door of the tin carriage opened, and two male and female samurai jumped out of it, carefully holding an old man with gray hair but good spirits, and then the three of them knelt down together.

Aoman secretly paid attention to the pair of magicians and the three people in the tin carriage, but he didn't want these two centaurs to be quietly observing Aoman.

At this time, the gap between the opening of the gate of heaven became larger and larger, and the golden light, like a landslide and tsunami, kept falling down and scattered all over the square, so that everyone was bathed in a thick holy light.

Of course, the biggest beneficiary is Aoman.

The light in the Heavenly Gate landed almost vertically on Aoman's body, washing his body before spreading in all directions.

He felt his body grow stronger, his whole body comfortable, and every cell greedily swallowed the energy of the Light. And the Holy Light kept pounding, pouring into the deepest part of every inch of Aoman's flesh, improving his physique.

The holy light in the Gate of Heaven is the essence of power formed by this treasure independently absorbing the light energy in the elements of heaven and earth.

Aoman secretly pondered that he would have to open the gates of heaven once a year in order to win over believers.

The reason why it is not opened every month, or even every day, is, of course, that things are scarce and expensive, and if the door of heaven is opened frequently, this treasure will have no sense of mystery, and the status of the gods in the hearts of believers will be greatly reduced, and I am afraid that there are still people who think that it is a matter of course for them to bathe in the holy light.

What's more, every time the gate of heaven is opened, even if this treasure can absorb the light element independently, it will take several months to slowly recover.

At this time, the holy light gradually faded, and in the gate of heaven, a winged figure flashed away.

"Angel!"

"It's an angel!"

The audience exclaimed!

Although angels are not gods, they are servants of God, and it is already enough glory to be able to let these believers see each other, and they will have enough capital to brag to the new believers who have joined the Holy See of Light in the future.

Aoman's expression was solemn and solemn, of course he knew that the figure of the Heavenly Gate was not an angel, but an image condensed by the elements of light.

The gates of heaven began to slowly close.

The crowd in Triumph Square let out a sigh of satisfaction, slowly stood up, and looked at Aoman with respect in their eyes!

Countless currents of faith power floated out of these people's heads, converging towards Aoman.

He was overjoyed in his heart, with so much power of faith, how many items in the light system could be exchanged?

But then, Aeoman smiled bitterly, and the power of countless faith gathered on him, but suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a very small part of it.

"It's not very good to have a hard background......"

Aoman was greatly depressed, he didn't know what was happening, the power of faith that disappeared was undoubtedly absorbed by the gods of light in the divine realm!

As soon as I remembered that there were countless gods of light standing behind me, although it was too hard to be harder backstage. But when he thought that the entire group of gods of light was waiting for Aoman to collect the power of faith for them, Aoman's scalp tingled......

Today's miracle has had an unexpectedly perfect effect.

Almost all of the people who came to see the miracles became Illuminati, scrambling to pay for the funds raised for the church.

Aeoman asked Dolph to stay and attend to the business, and the wealthy nobles naturally had to pay for it, while the populace could contribute a modest contribution to help build the church.

The three construction teams that had been invited a long time ago, with a large number of people who were willing to contribute, went to the site of the church and started the construction project.

......

"This was given to you by the old magician?"

In the government hall, Aoman held a magic raft in his hand, looked at a man kneeling in front of him, and looked at him with a feverish expression.

This man was one of the wounded soldiers who was healed in the bath of the Holy Light.

He said, "Back to His Majesty the Pope, before the two magicians leave, order me to hand over this letter to you!"

Aoman raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, and ordered the man to stand down.

"His Majesty the Pope......"

He muttered to himself, savoring the four words.

Aoman didn't stop the man from calling himself pope, nor did he stop the common people, who he knew he couldn't stop.

The people's thinking is very simple, the dark church in Faqi City has no miracles at all, and they don't know whether the so-called dark god spokesperson is true or not, but he calls himself the Dark Pope - then why can't our lord?

The spokesman of the gods has a transcendent status, but before he has enough strength and power, calling himself 'emperor' will definitely arouse the disgust of His Majesty the Emperor, but the other party is the spokesman of the gods, so it is difficult to accuse anything......