Miracles of suffering.

One of the oldest religions in the Western Continent.

Their beliefs, of course, are supported by a meticulous logic.

That is the alchemy of the soul.

There is a limit to the physical body.

But the mind is not.

One must go through penance to attain the tenacity of the soul, the recognition of the supreme will, and the incorruptibility of the body.

Nowadays, the number of painful miracles is scarce, and it has become a cult, so to speak, the public enemy of the whole people.

Eighteen hundred years ago, far from being the case, but the most prosperous religion, the absolute first brother.

About 2,000 years ago, the famous overlord unified the Western Continent.

But the established dynasty was only three generations.

Because of a terrible plague, about 90% of the population of the Western Continent was lost, and all animals were almost extinct, at least in ancient books.

The collapse of the dynasty, the restoration of the descendants of the royal family everywhere, the wars and the fierce infectious diseases that can kill in a week, natural and man-made disasters, in the ancient books, all the rivers are stained with the blood of the dead and the corpses full of puscesses, which flow into the sea, and dye the sea bright red.

The Western Continent and even the entire world have fallen into the most chaotic situation in history, and the curtain of the darkest hundred years has also been lifted.

Religion tends to have a strong social service nature, no matter how mysterious the undertones, but the doctrine actually serves the political ecology.

The miracle of pain appeared at this time.

But strictly speaking, it is the predecessor of the miracle of suffering, called the Holy Congregational Church, which came from the church of the ancient era.

At this time, there were still wars, plagues, natural disasters, abandoned farmland, and the death of herdsmen.

The church established an armed force called the Holy Anointing Army, which resisted the "predation" of the armies of various countries for the survivors free of charge, and used prayer-based plasters to treat those infected with the plague.

As they teach.

One must attain the fortitude of the soul through penance.

And the ways of penance are varied.

Congregational nuns, anointing the sick and kissing their lesions, with a pious heart, hope for the birth of miracles, the manifestation of the supreme will, and the sending down of grace.

The God that the Holy Congregationalism believes in is extremely ancient, rather than a conceptual existence, a single supreme will.

And miracles really happened.

One night, a young man contracted an epidemic and his wounds were festering worse and worse.

A nun saw that he was uncomfortable, so she approached him, took him in her arms, and kissed him on the forehead with tears.

In an instant, however, all of his pain was gone.

The supreme will gave birth to a miracle.

Later, it was also extended to the "miracle" of all sects in the Western Continent, but in what was once a narrow sense, now it is a broad sense.

This makes Congregationals believe that their teachings are correct.

As long as you practice penance, and your soul is strong enough to face the ultimate greatness, you will be able to transmit your wishes and deliver miracles.

The head of the Congregational Church stepped forward, and it was a woman.

As miracles continue to rain from all over the world, she believes that the suffering in the world is limited, and that it needs to be compensated for in other ways.

To put an end to this plague.

She took the secret medicine and sacrificed all the rest of her life in exchange for a strong body.

She then set herself up at the stake, and the congregation and the sick piled up firewood in tears.

The fire burned for three days.

The ashes alone were piled up into mountains.

Finally.

A miracle was born.

She turned into a stone statue that constantly sprinkled white petals, and all the ashes from the firewood burned also turned into petals, which drifted with the wind to all parts of the mainland.

Under this wind of recovery with scattered flowers, the plague was brought to an end.

It looks like it's all over.

However, this is only the beginning of the tragedy.

For a time the power of the Congregational Church was at its peak, and every believer was completely fanatical.

They are not content with the most powerful religion on the entire continent, but they want to be the de facto rulers of the continent.

During this time, there were no countries at all in the Western Continent, only religion.

Set up the Inquisition, began to persecute other religious forces, changed the Holy Congregational Church to the Church of the Mother of God, called the former leader the Mother of All Mothers, and built an incomparably luxurious temple with stone statues.

Power, lust, greed.

Everyone aspires to become a saint who is revered by all people through penance and a miracle of the supreme will.

The continent ushered in its darkest century.

Miracles no longer descend in the way people imagine, but turn people into deformed monsters, and pain becomes truth, faith, and sign.

Enslaved by the abyss of illusion.

The sky froze in the bleak twilight.

In the midst of this dilemma.

Apart from...... Pain, there is nothing else.

And there are so many stories that have taken place during this period, treacherous, mysterious, even fantastical, like the most terrible nightmare, that even the most knowledgeable historians of today dare not say to know this history well.

There are so many things from 1,800 years ago that it is impossible to verify.

There is only one thing that can be determined.

At the end of the darkest century, a man stepped forward, a fierce man descended from the sky, killed all the saints, annihilated the pope of the Mother God Cult, and cut off the connection between the so-called "supreme will" and this world on the far side.

But the Divine Mother Cult has not disappeared, and even after nearly two thousand years, there are still many remnants due to its former glory.

Two factions were extended.

One faction is the fundamentalist Holy Congregationalism, which has reverted to the name of the ancient era because its reputation has been lost, but now it has almost disappeared, and if it still exists, it is not large.

One faction is the notorious miracle of pain in the Western Continent today, the real ultimate demon who tries to make the "supreme will" come back and become a saint.

Because this is the only way to become a god known to mankind.

At this moment.

Forty miles outside Yunxi City, in the middle of the farm, the villa is on the first floor.

Fin's arcane missiles, containing terrifying energy, were unleashed by former members of the Magical Energy Industry Council, true masters, and adventurers, no one can be generalized.

The air flow in the room was disordered, and the gray prism was like a flying shuttle, breaking through the air, directly piercing the dancer's abdomen, and in an instant, blood splattered, and the internal organs were bursting, piercing a terrifying hole, through which the dancer could see the scenery behind her.

"It's a pity that such a pair of ......"

Maika's expression was gloomy, General Fen was really extravagant and wasteful, just for a temporary pastime, such a beautiful woman, with infinite use, how could she be so tyrannical?

"My One Hundred Golden Dragon!"

Li Site beat his chest and stomped his feet, he was about to have a heart attack, okay, now all the hundred golden dragons have been lost.

Not to mention becoming a marriage tool, I will marry her to a giant of Heavenly Harbor first, and then marry her to another giant, wouldn't it be a snipe and a clam competition, Dong Zhuo Lu Bu, a proper plan!

"You owe me a hundred golden dragons now."

Li Si said to Fen very solemnly, this is a friendship price, and the rest of the associated losses have not been calculated.

Meredith sighed at the power of this warlock, this is an arcane missile? It's already an arcane cannonball, hey.

"What a hundred golden dragons? You brought back a cultist who you didn't even know? ”

Fen's brows furrowed, Li Shi just likes to pick up rags, and the captain's room has also collected a lot of "magic props" for tricks by liars, and even the people who have suffered miracles have been brought back.

"If she's not dead, she's a treasure."

Fen's previous status was very high, his intelligence network was all over the world, and he knew some secrets of the Western Continent.

Li Shi saw that Fen was going to repay the debt, and suddenly lost his mind.

"How can a man be resurrected from the dead? You're cutting off Lone's head with a sharp axe, wonderful, wonderful. ”

When Lister was about to admit his loss.

Sudden mutations.

(End of chapter)