It was a year ago, she had not yet failed to ascend, and she was at the peak of her strength.

Chapter 129: Li Li's Sword

At the moment when the divine envoy appeared, Yao Tan's mind was confused.

Among all the people present, he was the most familiar with Li Li's aura, even though Yao Tan had never seen Li Li in his heyday, but this iconic powerful spiritual power was so unique in the magic world, so he immediately sensed the source of this aura.

It is indeed Li Li.

But Li Li himself is obviously by his side...... And although she has now regained a lot of strength and become strong again, she doesn't have such a terrifying aura!

If it was just when he first met, Yao Tan might have to suspect that this person was Li Li's doppelganger, or some kind of reincarnation, some past version of Li Li that traveled through time and space, or something like that...... After all, that's what is written in the book.

It's just that now, he inexplicably realized that this divine envoy was not Li Li, there was no reason, it was just intuition.

Yao Tan looked at Li Li.

At this time, her whole person was caged in the back behind Mu Qian, only revealing a small half of her flat face, without a trace of outward emotion, as if she was completely unaware of the breath on the divine envoy in the air above the crowd.

However, now only Li Li herself knows how violently her heart is going through.

It's just that Li Li didn't move at this moment, and in the same way, the attention of the divine envoy didn't fall on her.

After the divine envoy was born from the endless light, the emotions of those believers were ignited to the extreme, and even Kuchaz, who had been thinking about chatting just now, trembled his lips, and looked at the being in front of him with tears in his eyes, unable to speak again.

The Pope bowed very respectfully to the oracle.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for coming."

The oracle did not move, nor spoke, but His voice seemed to sound directly in the minds of the people.

"Let's get started."

The Pope seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then reminded in a low voice: "Your Excellency, do you need to listen to the words and hearts of the believers before blessings?" ”

According to the previous practice of the Church of Light, all believers had the opportunity to be chosen to personally confess their hearts to the Divine Envoy before taking the chosen one to receive the blessings, and as the spokesperson of the Divine Messenger, the Divine Envoy was naturally omnipotent and could fulfill all wishes.

In countless celebrations in the past, the Divine Messenger has brought countless miracles to the faithful.

Some believers have become tall and strong again with their broken bodies, some have gained the talent for cultivation, and some have a peerless appearance, which is a change that magic cannot do.

This is one of the reasons why these believers have to travel thousands of miles to come on foot, and even if they are not chosen to be the lucky ones who are favored by the miracle, it is still amazing to witness the power of the gods with their own eyes.

The oracle raised his hand and pointed in a random direction.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

The man who was fingered by the divine messenger trembled, and his face was ecstatic: "Yes...... Is it me?! ”

"It's Old Tom!"

"Why are you still stunned, the gods are waiting to hear your prayers!"

Just as he was about to stand up, another figure suddenly stood up from behind.

He called out in a hoarse, trembling voice—

"Your Excellency!"

"The great being of omniscience and omnipotence, can you have mercy on your believers and let me come to you before I die and kiss the ground under your feet?"

It was a thin figure who was so emaciated that he could barely stand, and he was draped in a very tattered robe, and his feet were □□ with cracks and calluses, as if walking and kneeling.

Obviously, this is not a believer in Sita City, but rather a vagrant from a miserable background, and the fact that he was able to travel such a long distance to get here shows the devotion of this person's faith.

The oracle raised his hand.

"Yes."

The old man squeezed forward from the crowd with a wooden stick as withered as he was.

Then he bowed down before the oracle and buried his face in the ground for a long time without looking up.

"In return for your devout faith, speak your wishes."

"Your angel, your humble believer does not dare to have a wish, only a few questions that you want to be answered." The old man replied tremblingly.

"Say."

The old man finally raised his head slowly, revealing his eyes that were so cloudy that there was hardly any light.

His voice was hoarse, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear the words.

"My great God of light, omniscient and omnipotent, will bless all believers...... So, can you tell me ......"

"Why are there more and more rifts in the abyss in this land? Why is Warcraft getting stronger? ”

"Why is it called the great shelter built by the gods, Tower City, and it has also begun to be defeated by demonic beasts?"

When he heard the first question, someone in the crowd who was still excited noticed that something was wrong, and the griffon knights who were guarding the side began to look at each other in a dazed and shocked manner.

What's the problem?

This is clearly a question!

As the presiding magistrate of the Holy See, Klossie was now holding his weapon and was ready to stop it.

However, at this moment, Hitzer, who had been silent, suddenly smiled and blocked in front of Klossie.

His smile was so genuine.

"Judge Klossie, why don't we hear how the Great Divine Emissary answers these questions?"

Before Klossie could react, the old man's voice over there was getting more and more hurried and hoarse, as if shouting, and quickly asked the last few words-

"Why is this life all suffering and suffering, and why is happiness waiting for the next life!"

"Why are all the strong and geniuses who can lead us to strength and tranquility to the kingdom of God, and only ...... are guarding this wasteland?"

"Hmm!"

Before the old man could finish his last word, the breath on his body suddenly turned into a dead silence, and he slowly fell to the ground, until his mouth was still wide open before he died, as if he wanted to say the last question.

It was the Pope who made the shot.

He frowned and said lightly: "He has committed a blasphemous felony that will bring disaster to us. Your Excellency, please let ...... go."

However, the next moment, another voice came from behind.

A young girl stood up, and as she walked over to the oracle, she asked in a loud voice—

"Why are we always trapped in Tower City? Why ......"

The girl slowly fell.

Another middle-aged man stood up, his voice even higher-pitched.

"Why does the night begin to dispel the darkness, why does it take away our hope while talking about saving the world......"

More people began to emerge from the crowd, and they asked one question after another.

"Why would the dragon clan that once crushed the demonic beast perish!"

"Why is the power of every race starting to weaken!"

"Why are we trapped like pigs in Tower City?"

"Why ......"

"Why!"

Countless different questions rang out in every corner of the Holy See of Light, and this sudden upheaval caught everyone off guard, and even the musicians who were still playing the holy music on the side were stunned, and the music stopped abruptly.

The believers who were originally kneeling on the ground also fell into shock and panic, at first when the old man came out, they still thought it was a madman, but as more people came forward, only those layers of questioning were left in the field, and the atmosphere seemed to have some subtle change.

They also seem to be thinking about the madman-like questioning they have never heard before.

The angel fell to the ground, and did not seem to be distressed by such a thing, but was coldly reminded.

"Settled."

The words were addressed to the Pope, who was about to respond when a gentle voice rang out from the far corner.

"How do I fix it?"

"Is it the same as before, to wipe out everyone present?"

Li Li was stunned for a moment, and almost at the same time turned around with Yao Tan.

In the corner, a figure in a loose gray robe walked towards this side, his steps seemed to be very slow, but the distance of a kilometer seemed to be infinitely shortened under his feet, and with each step, his figure narrowed by hundreds of meters, and the believers around him were cut off by some strange force, which did not stop his steps at all!

As he approached, those familiar spiritual power imprints became more and more eye-catching.

Li Li's pupils shrank suddenly.

It wasn't until Sasim appeared this time that she finally sensed the power of the other party's body, and she really didn't guess wrong, Sasim was definitely not an ordinary person, and the coercion revealed by him was almost condensed into substance, and he vaguely overwhelmed the Pope of the Law God level by half a point!

If there is such a thing as ascension in the magic world, Li Li dares to be sure, Sasim should be struck by thunder!

As he passed by the two of them, Sasim's speed seemed to pause, and a familiar and gentle voice sounded in Yao Tan's ears.

"Stay away, kid."

Yao Tan looked shocked and lost his voice: "Sa...... Sa Lao?! ”

Cell, Kuchaz, and the others also realized the horror of the visitor, and turned their heads to look at Yao Tan in surprise.

"You know him?!"

"Who the hell is he?"

Before Yao Tan could explain, Sasim over there had already pulled out a pitch-black wand that looked like dead wood.

It was already like the speed of shuttle, and it became faster and faster.

The believers in the rear could no longer see the gray-robed figure clearly.

With Sasim's flying, the ground was full of golden bouquets that were scattered and fluttered in the air by the fierce wind, and the seemingly inconspicuous old man's speed became faster and faster, and when he was about to approach the most central position of the square, Sasim's power had climbed to the extreme, and the power that almost shook the gods burst out violently!

The strong wind forcibly blew everyone nearby away, leaving a large clearing in the middle of the Holy See, and what was even more terrifying was that the powerful coercion almost condensed into substance, turning into an invisible high wall, blocking all the griffon knights who wanted to rush forward!