Archbishop Perez stepped out of the church door, and the black church of the Dead stood silently behind him, but if you look through the open door, you can see that there is infinite light inside the church.

In the dark, the heart is towards the light, only in this way can they maintain a normal heart, so that they who are often in contact with the 'dead' can maintain a relatively neutral attitude between the 'living' and the 'dead', and do not let the dead disturb the peace of the living, nor let the living disturb the peace of the dead.

The archbishop of the Church of Death in Greench Church looked up at the sun.

There was not a hint of gloom in him, it was not something they were supposed to have, and from him others could only see the 'tranquility' of the god he believed in.

He looked up at the sky, and there was a sun wheel burning in his eyes, but he was not hurt by looking directly at the sun.

"It's noon......" I don't know if he is sighing or simply stating a fact.

The god of light is the god who holds the priesthood of light, and his power is unmatched in the morning, dusk, and night, but at noon, it is when his power is at its strongest.

He is even more powerful than the previous sun god because he has a power called 'Tolerance', and after him, this power exists in the hearts of every god in the world of Assatom.

He is the light of an age, he is a hero who holds high the torch in the dark ages, and he personally stuffs this power into the heart of every deity, just like the 'sun' - gentle and domineering.

It's noon!

The warm daylight breaks through all obstacles, tears through the clouds that obscure the city, and illuminates the city.

In front of the gate of the Glorious Church, many black-robed men knelt on their knees in front of a statue.

People came and went, and many of them stopped after seeing this scene, observing the people kneeling on the ground and talking to the people around them.

They didn't know what was going on, they only knew that these people had been here since dawn, and that the doors of the Church of Radiance were open and the statues of the gods had been moved to the gates, maybe it was some kind of ritual.

But what kind of rituals do the Radiant Church have to hold that require people to wear black robes?

During this time, they also saw people who were impatient and tried to stand up, but were pushed down by others.

From this morning until now, these people have not eaten, they have not drank, they have not done anything, but they have fallen to their knees in front of the idol...... What exactly is this for?

Archbishop Koklov closed his eyes and bowed his head, stood respectfully and prayed in a low voice, having only taken a few sips of water from this morning until now.

If the actions of those black-robed men were strange, then the archbishop and the other clergy of the Church of Radiance were shocking.

The sun shone down on the statue of the Radiant God in front of the door of the Radiant Church, and even though the heat was unbearable, the Bloods kneeling on the ground continued to pray to their faith.

Suddenly, one of the people gathered around seemed to see the idol and blinked.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, stared wide, and then he saw a pair of pale golden eyes that were shining.

...... It's like the beauty of the morning light!

He opened his mouth wide and slowly rounded his eyes, protruding as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

It was as if something had choked in his throat and kept him from crying, but he had already seen it—the eyes of the gods, the eyes of the gods, the eyes that should have belonged to the gods!

Thump!

Suddenly, there was a kneeling voice beside him, and he turned his head in astonishment, followed by a chattering sound in his ears.

“...... Lord of Light ......"

The rest of the words were subconsciously filtered by the brain, and only one noun was engraved in his mind, and the meaning of this noun was gradually pouring out, and the noun itself was gradually amplifying, and he immediately blurted out:

"Lord of Radiance!!

Jean Uther heard the call, and the statue that should have been hard suddenly became as soft as flesh and blood, and he lowered his head slightly, and cast a tender gaze on everyone.

Immediately after the arrival, many people in the crowd fell to their knees, and prostrated themselves on the ground with indescribable excitement and excitement, chanting the name of the god of radiance.

They are followers of the God of Radiance, and they come and go to the Church of Radiance to pray, and although they did not have much faith in the past, they now have engraved the words 'Lord of Radiance, Lord of Light' in their brains.

He had been watching from above for a long time, and he had already set his sights on this place, but it had never come.

Because he needs to gather strength, only then can he 'bless' the Bloodline.

"Lift your heads, kids. The God of Radiance whispered.

Hearing this, the Bloods who were kneeling on the ground looked up one after another, and their eyes erupted from their eyes like blazing flames.

"I'm sorry, I can't forgive your 'sins', and even I can't lift the Sun God's dying curse, but I can give you 'blessings' to counteract the Sun God's curse on you. ”

The voice of the God of Radiance was faint, but in the hearts of the blood clans, it was like a bell, and it immediately shook their hearts.

Their pale and bloodless lips trembled, they wanted to say something, but they couldn't, and they had long forgotten what it was like to cry.

"I, Jean Urthé, bless you in the name of the 'God of Light'—"

Before the Bloods could reply, the voice of the Radiant God resounded throughout the city: "In this city, in Greenland, the 'City of Night', all law-abiding Bloods will regain the power to 'multiply' as a race, and you will regain the most basic power that a life deserves!"

A faint smile appeared on the god of radiance's face and he looked around, "Of course, I bless you too, my children......"

Krylov III, who was in the palace, took a deep breath and raised his scepter to the werewolves kneeling in front of him on one knee, and then the phantom of the moon god and the night god slowly walked out of the scepter.

"I'm sorry our kids ......"

Two similar ethereal voices echoed through the hall, and the moon god and the night god lowered their eyelids, covering their eyes that hid their shame.

"Only now will I be able to lift the curse on you......"

Krylov III raised his scepter and watched it all with a blank face, and Rykan stepped out of the shadows and stood aside.

The werewolves' heads were lowered, but the rough men and women clenched their teeth, and tears of indisputability continued to gush out of their eyes.

"In the name of the moon god 'Estelle' and the night god 'Lilith', in this city, in Greenland, the 'capital of the night', all law-abiding werewolves will be redeemed, you will no longer want to eat the flesh and blood of your loved ones at the full moon, you will no longer face the pain of being separated from your wife, you will be able to control your rage, and you will no longer be harmed by 'curses'...... There will be no more 'dark races', you will be able to appear in the streets, you will be able to live in friendship with your neighbors......"

The god of the moon and the god of night seemed to want to say something more, but the power of the scepter was no longer enough to support their forms, so they swallowed the words that followed, leaving behind the purest blessings: "Children, may you be well all your lives." ”

The God of Radiance glanced up in the direction of the palace, smiled, and then, like the two goddesses, turned into points of light and drifted away.

Greenland, twice in one day, the three gods pardoned the sins of two 'dark races' in the city......

Krylov III put away the scepter, but at this time, Torres, the leader of the werewolves, spoke: "King of men, according to the agreement, we will call you 'Your Majesty' in the future......

He looked down and met the tearful eyes, and heard the werewolves shouting like this—

"His Majesty Krylov III!"