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Klein Plane, Kingdom of Hiralg, Cathedral of the Temple of Morning Light. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although it was not yet dawn, the cathedral was already brightly lit and crowded.

Countless faithful followers of the Church of Morning Light poured out of the streets and alleys, gathered in the huge square in front of the cathedral, and knelt down to pray loudly to the great god of morning light. Thousands of prayers of praise converged into a powerful torrent of faith, which swirled around the statue of Lord Loshanda, which was erected high in the middle of the square.

The idol of Loshanda, the god of the morning light, is a young and robust golden-skinned human male, with a quiet smile and an amiable bearing, dressed in the most sumptuous robes and wearing a radiant crown.

When the devotion of many believers converges on the idol, a layer of crystal light is visible to the naked eye, making it appear more benevolent and holy. As gentle and uplifting heart ripples swept over everyone present, the voices of the believers suddenly rose to a high pitch.

Some priests dressed in the robes of the pastor of the Church of the God of Morning Light began to distribute holy water in the square. Countless believers gathered around them, shouting praises of the greatness and mercy of the God of Morning Light, and allowed the priests to smear holy water on their foreheads and receive morning baptism.

Inside the cathedral, countless clergy dressed in elaborate robes and many devout believers silently prayed to the great deity in their hearts, bringing all their hearts together and immersing themselves in a warm and peaceful sacred atmosphere.

Whether it was the ordinary believers in the square, the devout believers in the main hall, or even some fanatical believers and ascetics, any trace of faith they had gathered at this moment was shrouded by the invisible divine power array, and gradually teleported to the holy mountain directly behind the main hall bit by bit.

This is the forbidden place of the cathedral, and it is forbidden for any believer, priest, or even clergy to approach it. Because this is the sacred place of the god of morning light, and it is also the place where miracles are born.

At this moment, as many as 100 high-ranking clergy and church knights, as well as some devout believers, knelt on a platform high in the sacred mountain, waiting with bated breath for the miracle to come.

Around them, the pestle around the platform stands a series of exquisite angel statues, each interpreting different mythological stories.

The loud chant swirled on the holy mountain, and bursts of divine light fell from the sky like fog and waves, washing the mortal dust of the world. Countless illusory petals rained down from the sky and fell on the people, bringing them peace and tranquility in their hearts.

The pope of the Church of Morning Light wore a high crown on his head, dressed in fine clothes, and held a beautiful scepter, and stood in front of everyone with a solemn face. His wrinkled face was faintly shining with a radiant divine brilliance at this moment, and the mighty morning light divine power made his rickety body no longer thin, and when he lowered his head and slowly scanned the people in the field, the infinite power and majesty contained in his eyes were so great that no one dared to look at him.

For a while, everyone's hearts were horrified.

You must know that the lowest of the individual ranks gathered here at this moment has level 16, and most of them are level 18 or 19 existences, and there are even level 20 saint-level knights. They came from all over the world, men and women, old and young, among them priests, bishops, and many more excellent church knights recommended by certain churches.

These people may seem diverse, but they all share some common characteristics.

First of all, there is infinite devotion to the god of the morning light.

This is both a prerequisite and a necessity. Those who can set foot on the sacred mountain must be members of the church who are clean and have undergone strict religious scrutiny.

Secondly, these people all have strong bodies, full of energy, and enviable handsome appearances. At least in the worldly world, their bodies are already perfect, and there are not many flaws and flaws to be found in them.

After going through layers of selection, being able to stand out from tens of thousands of devout believers is enough to prove the excellence of everyone in the field!

But even so, the Pope's eyes flashed with indescribable sorrow and sorrow. Soon, however, this strange emotion was overshadowed by the awe and reverence for the gods in my heart.

"Devotees of the God of Morning Light, it is my heavy weight to declare here that the land in which we live is facing an irresistible calamity! Countless people in dire straits, desperately need to be saved! You are all the best people of God, you are the bravest warriors, and now we are gathered here to give everything for your faith! Praise the great God of the Morning Light and bless the faithful so that their souls can be bathed in the light of eternity. ”

The Pope's words were short and powerful, but they were no less than divine decrees for believers who believed in the god of the morning light, and they made people feel a sense of admiration for them to take out their hearts and lungs now, so that the gods on high could see their piety and determination.

The Pope glanced around, pleased with the reaction of the crowd, and nodded imperceptibly.

Only by relying on them, can the Morning Light Church continue to spread the glory of the God of Morning Light on the Klein Continent, and let his kindness and warmth shine on every God's people.

For this angel coming, it is related to the rise and fall of the Morning Light Church for hundreds of years to come, so he can't be careless.

The body of the angel is ready, so the next moment is to communicate with the kingdom of God, so that the great god of morning light will send down his divine servant, and contribute to the development and growth of the morning light church.

As the Pope's scepter was raised high, the chant that had gradually subsided became loud again. The prayer ceremonies held in countless temples and churches throughout the Kingdom of Hiralg have gathered a huge torrent of faith into a sea of divine power, condensed on the sacred mountain.

Some angels with divine power flapped their delicate wings and shuttled around everyone, scattering exquisite petals on them. The aura of divine power was swirling, and the phantom of the divine kingdom where Luoshanda, the god of morning light, lived, began to appear in the sky, and the surging waves of divine power continued to wash everyone's body and mind.

The people's minds were clear, their spirits were uplifted, and the voices of prayer and praise became louder and louder.

Silently, a tall and magnificent giant door of light opened in front of everyone, and 100 angelic phantoms flew out neatly from inside. These angels have vague faces, and their bodies are composed purely of spirit and pure light, with wings on their backs, some dim and a little bright, and some of them already resemble substances.

"Open your hearts and prepare for the coming of the Great Servant of God! Your souls will be purified and bathed in pure and great Light forever......"

Under the guidance of the Pope's high-pitched praise, the crowd got through the initial fear and confusion, and all of them recited aloud the "Praise of Light" in praise of the god of morning light.

In the baptism of chants over and over again, their hearts were gradually assimilated, and their closed hearts were loosened, and they no longer rejected the integration of strange spiritual powers. So, the shadow of the angel slowly fell on them and gradually merged with them.

But the next moment, the chant continued, and the little angels were still chasing and frolicking in the field, but everyone's expressions became very different from before.

A few of the lowly church knights who knelt in the back row couldn't bear the infusion of the powerful xenomorph spirit at first, and they writhed and rolled with painful expressions one by one. A female knight of individual level 18 held her throat tightly, her tongue sticking out as long as she could.

It can be seen that the process of the angel's descent is also a process of "encroachment". Due to the confinement of the plane consciousness, it is impossible for the gods to send the divine servants they created in the kingdom of God directly into the plane, so this kind of "angel coming" will appear in front of them.

The combination of the perfect body native to the plane and the angelic soul that only carries a little divine power can smoothly bypass the shackles of the plane and create powerful advent angels.

However, there is a probability of such an adherence.

The number of angels is endless, of course, but the human shells that can contain their great power are rare and precious. Moreover, the advent process is affected by various factors, and there is really no guarantee of the success rate of the adventurization.

If the advent fails, then the Angel Soul Seal, which has exhausted the source of divine power, only needs to return to the Kingdom of God again, and there will be no loss. But the shell of failure......

Finally, the painful female knight could not survive the fusion of spirits, and exploded into blood all over the ground in a long and terrible howl. Since most of her body had been invaded by divine power, the explosion was extremely complete this time, and she couldn't find even a slightly larger piece of flesh foam and bone residue.

The female knight's body burst as if a spell had been activated, and the next moment, a series of flesh and blood explosions resounded throughout the audience.

After each burst of blood mist dissipated, the angelic phantom that had just been integrated would appear in place. Compared to before, these phantoms have become much dimmer, and some are even on the verge of disintegration.

The giant gate of light above the sky shot out Dao Holy Light, pulling these failed angelic phantoms back to the Kingdom of God.

Half an hour later, when the giant gate of light and the phantom of the Kingdom of God in the sky slowly retreated, the advent ceremony was officially over.

Compared with before, the remaining number of people in the field was less than 40, but the remaining people, all of them had a strong and condensed soul aura, their body strength skyrocketed, and their bodies had also undergone huge changes.

The bodies of the three angels who came down were originally of the Holy Rank, so they actually conjured two pairs of wings behind them out of thin air, while most of the other angels were just a pair of wings.

Now is the weakest time for the advent angels!

As long as they are given time to adapt to this body and transform it to be more suitable for themselves, then these 3 angels can definitely leap to the legendary level in a short period of time. And the rest of the angels, even if the original body level is only level 16, will successfully become a saint-level existence in the near future.

This also indicates that in a very short period of time, the Church of Dawn will welcome 3 Legends and 34 Holy Orders.

Such a powerful force is an indescribably huge addition to any force in the Crane Plane. At a time when the Claire plane struggle is in the ascendant and the battle situation is unpredictable, the strategic value brought by this force replenishment is simply immeasurable!