Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1302: Sea of ​​Holy Power, Chickens and Dogs Ascend to Heaven

St. Joan's Empire, the Great Temple of Glory.

The Great Temple of Glory located in the capital of the empire, Flenye City, is one of the nine top temples on the Saigon continent dedicated to the supreme goddess of light.

The entire temple is built of ivory white marble. There are 24 marble columns in front of the temple with two people embracing each other. At the top stands a huge angel statue, whose wings exude a soft milky white light.

Da da da……

Captain Richard had a serious look on his face, his silver combat boots made a rhythmic sound when he stepped on the floor, and he strode into a certain side hall.

This is a place where some regular sacred objects are displayed, and it is also a meditation room for saints of the past.

The interior of the side hall is in the shape of a ring with a high top. Bright beams of light shine through from the stained glass windows. The escalators and walls on the second floor are painted with murals of popes and saints, which is full of a sense of history.

At this moment, the radiance of the Holy Power filled the rotunda, and the energy was so rich that it appeared in a liquid state!

A golden ocean of holy power formed a surging whirlpool, shining and rising and falling in the hall. The waves of light made it impossible to look directly at it.

How is this going?

Captain Richard looked surprised, looking at the golden liquid holy energy that was almost overflowing the hall, and had to stop at the door.

Kate has been here for three days to receive the inheritance of the Saint. Logically speaking, she should be released from seclusion. How could she have such an exaggerated vision?

Was there an accident?

Captain Richard's expression changed slightly, and he walked around the stairs and climbed to the second floor of the rotunda.

"This……"

Viewed from the second floor, the vision becomes even more shocking.

A young girl with long hair disheveled and wearing a gorgeous white waist skirt sat on her knees on a fur cushion in the center of the side hall. She closed her eyes tightly and held a golden ball made of crystal in her hand.

She has a pretty, snow-white face that looks almost childish, and she looks like she is about twenty years old.

At this time, she seemed to be sleeping soundly, very peaceful and motionless.

Her golden hair is smooth and shiny, blocking half of her peerless beauty, but it can't hide her stunning beauty. She is wearing a pure white silk saint's dress, and her graceful figure is perfectly outlined. Her figure is curved forward and backward. One does not show the softness of women.

The snow-white body seems to be carved from mutton-fat jade. It is warm, delicate, and flawless, giving people a very dreamy feeling.

"Buzzing..."

Endless, surging holy power energy formed waves of light that constantly vibrated and rotated around her, superimposed layer by layer, like a miniature sea of ​​holy power, eroding the space into pale gold.

Immediately afterwards, in the golden sea of ​​holy power, the lights and shadows of many angels emerged, dancing with the hymns that suddenly chanted softly in the void. Wisps of sacred pressure spread like substance, giving people infinite warmth and light. feel.

Divine power is like prison, divine grace is like the sea, like the goddess of light coming to earth!

Captain Richard was shocked by this scene. His eyelids twitched slightly, he looked aside and asked:

"You two, what's going on?"

There were two people standing by the guardrail on the second floor.

An old man with half-white hair and wrinkled face, wearing a light golden noble priest's robe, with white light of holy power surging around his body, and his aura is very powerful.

The highly respected Archbishop of the Talisman within the church, Timo Prohaska.

The other person was wearing a very rare black priest's attire and had a cold aura.

His face was mostly covered by a hood, he was slender, with a silver cross hanging around his neck. There were patterns of dark gold scepters and scales on the priest's attire. The sharp tip of the scepter pointed upwards, with a row of skulls and skulls strung on it. The dead soul with a distorted face...

This style and temperament are very different from ordinary priests. Some people believe him even if he is a heretic.

And this is precisely the feared chief judge of the Inquisition who specializes in dealing with heresy.

Few people know his name.

The world calls him the "Dark Pope" and the "Angel of Death". He has a vicious reputation and bloody and cruel methods. In many cases, he is more terrifying than the Pope.

The eyes under the hood of the presiding judge were cold and ruthless, looking down at the dazzling whirlpool of holy power downstairs, and said:

"She seems to have lost control. She must have been too greedy. She chose to activate the imprints left by all the saints in the past and was assimilated instead."

Except for those who died unexpectedly, the saints of the church in the past generations would use some secret method before death to put a ray of their soul imprint and all the holy energy in their body into the special golden inheritance ball.

This soul imprint contains important memories of the saints of all generations, such as their cultivation insights, combat experiences, and understanding of doctrines.

Moreover, the saint's inheritance ball is made of eternal crystal. This kind of thing is very special and its origin is unknown, but it can store a large amount of power of faith.

"She's being assimilated?"

Captain Richard was startled, looking at Kate who was gradually being submerged by the surrounding golden holy power light wave, with some worry in his eyes.

This was the first time he saw the details of the saint's acceptance of the inheritance. When he came here before, the saint had successfully escaped from seclusion.

Will it fail this time?

That's too bad.

Even in the history of the church, there are very few saints like Kate Reinhardt who are excellent in all aspects.

She will definitely achieve great things if she grows up smoothly. It would be a pity to die here.

Archbishop Timo glanced at the presiding judge, who had a cold breath, and said:

"Don't be so cynical. If she wanted to be assimilated, it would have ended long ago. She has persisted for three days and three nights, and there is still no sign of collapse."

"Humph."

The presiding judge, who was shrouded in a black priest's coat, snorted coldly, "Do you think she can successfully defeat the imprints of the eighteen saints, digest the massive amounts of holy energy and memories they put into them, and break free from the endless sea of ​​faith? come out?

This is impossible. She has little strength and can barely reach the threshold of a mid-level saint.

Over the past fifteen hundred years, the "eternal crystal ball" has stored about one-third of all the power of faith collected by the church.

This power is so vast, if it could be absorbed in its entirety, it would be enough to make a mortal become a god on the spot! "

Of course, this is just theory.

The church possesses complete knowledge of the second path to becoming a god, but they know very well that the second path is simply unavailable in this world.

Even the God of Storm War ended up with his body and spirit destroyed in the end. Trying to absorb the power of faith and become a god is a dead end.

Captain Richard finally understood what had happened. He looked at Kate, who was kneeling and sleeping soundly in the sea of ​​Holy Power and Faith. He frowned slightly and sighed:

"It's a bit reckless. If this continues, her spiritual will may really be overwhelmed by the huge power of faith.

Even if you can bear it mentally, over time, your body may be dissolved by the too pure holy energy.

The result is either death or becoming an idiot. "

Saints throughout the ages were not necessarily very powerful, and some were not even kings, but they were all the image spokespersons of the church and often visited various countries to preach and appease believers.

Therefore, the power of faith collected by the saints of the past generations is often no less than that of the popes of the past generations in the sequence of the church.

The largest religion in the world, one-third of the total power of faith accumulated over more than 1,500 years. This power is so huge that even the leader thinks he cannot control it. Once he is trapped, he cannot even escape. Disaster.

Originally, according to normal procedures, Kate should have selected a certain saint's brand to activate.

In this way, the massive power of faith in the "Eternal Crystal Ball" will be drawn out at most a little, and will not pour out like it is now, trapping all those who accept the inheritance.

But she seems to have chosen to tolerate everything.

Outsiders can't intervene in this situation.

Her consciousness has been immersed in the eternal crystal ball. Anyone who interferes outside may affect her mental state and become obsessed.

Archbishop Moti reached out and touched his gray beard, observed it carefully for a moment, and said:

"Just wait quietly, maybe the result won't be that bad."

Unlike Captain Richard and the presiding judge, he was more optimistic and felt that Kate should be able to wake up smoothly.

Because he has been in contact with this saint more often, he knows very well that she is not the kind of person who overestimates her abilities.

Since she did this, she should be quite confident.

Captain Richard raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding why the Archbishop of Holy Talisman was so optimistic about Kate, and said:

"But it's time to go to Farolland for the coronation ceremony in ten days. If she doesn't wake up, it will be too late to make arrangements."

It was because he had no time that he came over to check on the situation. The presiding judge said indifferently: "Then let's replace her. I don't think she can succeed. Let the second-ranked saint among these candidates take over, or choose an outstanding nun from the hermit monastery."

The saints of the church are not responsible for fighting.

As long as you are beautiful, pious, have a good temperament and image, it doesn't matter if you are a little weak.

Captain Richard frowned, but before he could speak, Archbishop Timo knocked on the ground with his staff and said with an unhappy expression:

"What are you talking about? It's just a coronation ceremony. Can't we just postpone it?"

The presiding judge said rudely: "Postponed? Postponed for how many days?"

"Delay it for a week first."

"hehe."

The presiding judge sneered, his voice a little sarcastic, "Let's assume that she can succeed and become the strongest saint in history, but when do you plan to postpone it, what if she doesn't wake up in a month?"

"Then postpone it for two months! Until she wakes up!"

"What if she doesn't wake up or dies?"

"Then, don't worry about it. The selection of saints is something His Majesty the Pope has asked me to be responsible for. I have the final say!"

presiding judge:"……"

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How stubborn, this old bishop.

As the top person in charge of the Inquisition, he had seen too many heretics and traitors, and he did not trust this saint selected from the people from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that the saint should be found within the monastery, a devout nun who had been studying religious scriptures since childhood and served the Lord wholeheartedly.

The two church leaders had a tit-for-tat verbal confrontation, and finally broke up on bad terms.

"I'll go ahead and send the Paladin to seal this place later. No one is allowed to disturb her!"

Archbishop Morty seemed to be angered by the presiding judge and walked away.

These days, after the saint arrived at the Holy See headquarters, the presiding judge has been targeting her, questioning her every day, and investigating her origins overtly and covertly.

Doesn't he believe his old man's vision?

Captain Richard looked at Archbishop Holy Talisman who was striding away with a look of helplessness on his face and said:

"President, the saint was selected by the old bishop at the final decision. If you repeatedly target her and question her, isn't it equivalent to slapping the old bishop in the face?"

Once or twice the old bishop might have endured it, but he couldn't stand it every day no matter how good his temper was.

This is not only distrust of the saint, but also distrust of the old bishop.

A ray of cold light shot out from the eyes of the presiding judge under his hood, and he said coldly:

"There is too little information about Kate Reinhardt. She suddenly appeared in Falorland. Her past is a mystery. I sent people from the Inquisition to investigate. Almost no one knows her specific origin. Her identity is so suspicious. I really can't believe it. she."

He had always opposed her becoming a saint.

Unfortunately, the Pope and the Holy See Internal Affairs Office still recognized Archbishop Timo’s recommendation.

"You can't say that."

Captain Richard scratched his head, with a slightly subtle expression on his face, "She used to live in Grand Duke Connaught's house when she was in college in Melova City. It is said that she is his cousin. Maybe Grand Duke Connaught knows her origin."

presiding judge:"……"

(一`一)

It's like not saying anything.

Could it be that the people from the Inquisition could still go to Archduke Connaught to inquire about information about his cousin?

Isn’t that seeking death?

Seeing the silence of the presiding judge, Captain Richard shrugged and said:

"As long as you understand, even if you don't like her, you should consider the feelings of Grand Duke Connaught.

In other words, it is best to pray that she can successfully wake up this time. Her cousin obviously cares about her. If she dies in the Glory Temple, we will face the wrath of a powerful human being.

Archduke Connaught may not listen to our explanation then. "

The presiding judge remained silent.

The church has a profound foundation, second only to the Natural School. The endless power of faith envelopes the headquarters of the Holy See. It can use several supreme holy objects to drive this power without fear of a powerful human race.

But being targeted by such a ruthless person wouldn't be easy, and he couldn't break his skin unless absolutely necessary.

Perhaps, his attitude will be more tactful in the future.

……

The news that Duke Connaught became the Supreme King spread widely in the past few days, and the popularity was as high as ever.

Many people related to him were affected.

His friends, such as Shirley, Elena "The Violent Ape", Master Randy, and even many people in the Thorn Security Company are ecstatic. As long as they mention a few words about Archduke Conor's past, they can gain the people around them. Looks of envy and respect.

If you hug a giant man's thigh, even a pig can go to heaven, let alone a group of people who are not bad at it.

Bushen University, the alma mater from which Wren graduated, even hung a huge banner at the school gate, which read - "Warmly celebrate the sixth era of our school, the 312th graduate of our school, Wren Connoll, becoming the supreme king."

The next day, Lei's sculpture was erected in the school's memorial square, and a portrait of him was placed in the center of the school's hall of fame for all the teachers and students to pay their respects.

The principal and several vice-principals took turns delivering speeches on the playground, encouraging everyone to learn from Duke Connaught and bring glory to the school.

All the teachers who taught Renn for a day held their chests high and walked with their heads held high.

Black Samurai Steve was invited to join the 7th Bureau of Farrowland and directly became the director of Bu Shen City.

Aisen, a mechanic belonging to the Steam Alliance, was promoted by his superiors and became the director of a force factory.

Even the foreman Mr. Julian, who had directed Mr. Lei to move bricks in Bu Shen City, now became a guest of the local nobles and celebrities.

These people just know Ren En and can speak a few words, and they become famous.

The people from the Thorn Security Company auctioned some of the daily items used by Renn, such as wine glasses, playing cards, knives, and books he had read, and made tens of thousands of gold coins.

A carriage that Renn rode in was even bought by a rich man for 30,000 gold coins. The cost was only a few hundred gold coins.

There are too many similar things.

Even the small shabby house Renn rented in the slums of Bushen City when he was moving bricks was registered as a cultural relic by the people from the city hall.

It's almost like renovating the road that Ren took home...

What is the influence of the most powerful king, friends.

This fire was so intense that the value of people and things that had anything to do with Lei began to soar.

In comparison, the Nobel Prizes on earth are all low.

……

Northland, the city of maple leaves.

Renn didn't know anything about the ups and downs in the outside world. He had been in retreat in the basement for the past three or four days.

He was sitting in the spirit gathering array, the light orifices in his body flickered, and his body gradually took on a pure golden luster. His flesh and bones were translucent, like glass and jade.

Suddenly, majestic star power surged out from his body, turning into many bright galaxy light whirlpools to bombard the void.

Bang bang bang! !

In the basement, the void continued to explode and echo, like the sound of the opening up of the universe, shaking the soul.

In the star power light explosion, groups of dark whirlpools emerged, annihilating the light, forming thousands of pitch-black black stars, deeply imprinted in the void.

Domain: Sea of ​​Stars, Level 36→Level 37.

Renn exhaled a breath and stood up.

(End of this chapter)