Chapter 690 Gift (Part 2)

Mist plane. Hanger City

The main temple in the city, secret room

This is a room filled with fog, and it is impossible to tell how big the room is. Because of the fog, this house gives people a sense of boundless emptiness.

In the middle of the room, there was an open space not covered by fog, with an altar, with holy light flashing on the altar, and a goddess' statue, just behind the altar, there were also holy light on the statue.

At this time, a priest named Carl was ordered to come. His steps were light, but the echo was still clear. He walked in. At this time, seven priests were already kneeling on the statue of God.

Carl bowed and saluted.

The object is an old man with a calm expression. This man is called Tekas, the city and the bishop of the entire church.

Bishop Tekas glanced at everyone and said directly: "Everyone, you are all senior leaders of the church. Today, our god, Goddess Siphiran, is about to give a divine parable."

This news has been known to everyone for a long time, but it still excited them all after they were told from the bishop.

"As we all know, three hundred years ago, my Lord fought against the evil god Yeniga and won the victory, but for many reasons, my Lord could not pursue it. Now, the time is ripe."

Bishop Tekas paused and raised the volume: "Now everything will change, God will completely destroy the evil gods of Yeniga, and spread the glory to the territory of the evil gods, so that they can shower under the light of God."

"Now, let us welcome the divine metaphor!" Bishop Tekas led all the pastors, kneeling down and whispering, his tone full of respect.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the holy white light beginning to shine on the altar in front of them.

The holy light appeared from the statue of the god, and soon a white beam of light was projected from the top of the room.

Not only did the statue cover the altar in front of the statue cover all the white light column. The light column lasted for a long time before gradually dissipating.

After the light column dissipated, there was already something else on the altar.

It was a scroll, and several pastors looked up and showed excitement and joy.

"The formal divine parable has arrived." Bishop Tekas said softly.

Although the power of the divine power is huge, to mobilize the power of the whole city, there must be a formal divine metaphor in order to make Count Hanger obey the order.

Bishop Tekas stood up, walked to the front of the altar with great respect, and then carefully took the scroll in his hand.

"Call together the people of the earl and hold the ceremony before announcing the divine parable." He said lightly towards the other pastors.

"Yes." The pastors dispersed without any objection and were excited.

The preparations were going very quickly, and the various sets in the room changed very quickly.

When the next ceremony was held, the number of priests participating was twice as high as that, and Earl Hangel also personally led a group of knights.

A total of more than twenty people participated in the ceremony of reciting the divine metaphor.

After all the prayers and praises were over, Bishop Tekas opened the scroll in public, and said in a gentle tone: "God metaphor: My gods and people, respectful heart, I already know that I will shower more people under my brilliance. I will defeat the evil god Yeniga, and you will follow my path and occupy the enemy city."

After finishing reading this Godly parable, all pastors look devoutly and respectfully receive the Godly parable.

Earl Hangel, as he was used to, stepped forward and took over the metaphor of the divine. Everyone looked over and saw that the metaphor of the divine in his hand suddenly changed.

The scroll gently floated from his hands, floating higher and higher until it was three meters above the ground, a dazzling white light burst out, making everyone unable to help turning their heads or closing their eyes.

"It's indeed a divine metaphor." The Count affirmed and immediately said: "Abide by the order."

He paused and said, "Sir, I have received a report that a town we have planted has been destroyed."

"This must be the act of the enemy city. This time we will destroy them in one fell swoop!" Bishop Tekas said, with the divine metaphor, his confidence was much stronger.

Mist plane. Baron Salant

There are hills in the distance, and there is a gentle flat ground nearby.

In the area where the fog is gone, large fields have been cultivated. It is now early May. Whether it is winter wheat or spring wheat, they are all green, especially winter wheat. Now the fields of wheat are swinging left and right with the wind blowing, creating waves of ripples.

In addition to the wheat fields, there are also vegetable gardens, with a large number of vegetables growing lushly.

In the distance, there is an area specially planted with forage, which is growing well.

A little further away, due to the fog, I can't see what bird is flying, looking for a delicious meal.

A little closer, the entire town or small town is still vast and sparsely populated, but one thousand and one hundred people are also bustling. The pastor has always acted according to God's will, making the city dotted with gardens and connected with stone roads.

For a moment, at noon, the clock rang

As the bells sounded, everyone put down their work and flocked to their respective temples.

Each temple has ten steps, which gives it the majesty of God.

A young man ran up the stairs quickly and rushed up the stairs in one breath. He stood in front of the door with some breath, looking at the prayer hall, the crowded believers had already knelt on the blanket.

The boy quickly found a gap to kneel down.

The clergy in the temple was a pastor and two trainee pastors. After waiting for a moment, the pastor began to preside over the prayer.

In just a moment, prayers rang out in the five temples in the city.

"My Lord is the God of Nature and Punishment, a generous God, a pure God, a clean God." The pastor said, "The light of God is not contaminated at all."

Thousands of people prayed at the same time in the five temples. In the eyes of the pastor, a trace of white light spread out from the prayer's body, passed on to the statues and the altar, and disappeared out of thin air.

But after a moment, a trace of light golden power flowed out of the statue of God and returned to the believers, filling their hearts with joy and fulfillment. This is a true feeling.

Even the priests felt the familiar holy power and passed it on.

The pastor who once served the Lord Dukelun, can understand this clearly after comparison.

In the temple of Dukelun, even if a thousand people prayed at the same time, the statue and altar were only accepted by greed. Often, at the end of the prayer, a little bit of pitiful holy power returned.

"Five times, at least five times!" Of course the priest could tell.

It is precisely because of the generosity of God Romon that although thousands of people were conquered villages, many of them had a grudge against their relatives, their faith was spread quickly.

This feeling of warmth, clearness and fulfillment makes them fascinated.

When the prayer is finished, all believers say a few words to the pastor one by one and then exit.

The priest was not dissatisfied at all.

The duty of the pastor is to shepherd God's sheep on behalf of others and expand God's flock. The pastors will not let go of any opportunity to promote God's glory, soothe believers and strengthen their faith in God.

After everything was done, the priest smiled and felt the holy power deepened a little more.

In just a few months, all the pastors of Romon God have clearly felt this. That is, Romon God is very concerned about the pastor. When the pastor works sincerely, he will be blessed with God's grace.

In addition, the God of Romon is much more generous than God of Dukelun, so the priests feel that they are improving little by little. Although it is impossible to advance to the level quickly, it takes relatively short time - half a year? Or a year?

Just as the pastor was feeling his power, Bishop Kanrongpa came in.

"Master Bishop." The pastor was shocked and bowed.

"How is the situation?" Bishop Kanrongpa said inquiring.

"My Bishop, my area, the believers are in good condition. Basically all believers believe in the great Roman God and have begun to meet the standards of believers, only a few..."

"A few? What's the situation?"

"There are a few who are stubbornly believing in that goddess, and some of them are unable to believe in my Lord because they have blood feuds with us." The pastor said in a low voice.

"The believers are in good condition, but now it is difficult for the pastor to take care of these Lambs of God. How is our preparatory pastor?" Bishop Kanrongpa said this question first.

"Sir, they have already realized the holy power in advance, but it will take some time to become a pastor."

"Don't be anxious. My Lord is a rigorous God and will not make up for the simplicity. You must not only increase your education and training for them, but also be careful not to be anxious."

"Yes, Lord Bishop." The pastor bowed his head and answered his order, and said with a smile: "Lord Bishop, I heard that you are almost at level 5?"

Because only these pastors have close relationships within the church, they also have friendships in addition to official business.

"This is all the generosity and grace of my God." Bishop Kanrongpa smiled: "Mr. Haboba, since he has always supported God's cause, he has also given God's grace."

"The believers of God will continue to increase, so our church should always pay attention to cultivating candidates and not let the Lamb of God lose the shepherd."

Below, his smile disappeared and his tone was cold: "As for those stubborn people, wait for another three months. If they don't change, then sacrifice them to Lord Dragon!"

The service of the sea thorn dragon has now formed a rule. Every three days, people come with prey.

The dragon does not eat Romon, but those who are judged not to believers, or those who refuse to become deadly members of believers will eat them with satisfaction.

"Yes, sir, I will make a list." The pastor also said sternly.

Bishop Kanrongpa smiled, and after a few words, he went out, followed by two trainee pastors.

Now everyone has jobs, even the bishops will take two apprentices in person.

When I walked in the city, everyone I met gave way to him.

This is the Lamb of God, each carrying the glory of God and glorifying God.

In just half a year, I can be proud of such achievements.

"Don't worry, let's take your time. This land will be showered under the glory of God." Bishop Kanrongpa said softly to himself in his heart, a sense of joy and accomplishment surged into his heart. He did not deliberately suppress it, let it become more and more mellow.
Chapter completed!