Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1348 I, Chu Yunfei, will definitely help out

three days later.

The time has come, December 313, year 12 of the natural calendar, and the New Year is approaching.

There are only a few days until the Virgin's coronation, and the ceremony will be completed before the New Year.

In the past few days, church teams have begun to arrive in Decamo County one after another, including the archbishop from the Cardinals of the Holy See of St. Joan, as well as bishops and clergy from more than a dozen dioceses near Farrowland.

After hearing the news, a large number of devout believers came spontaneously from all over the mainland to Saigon, at least more than 10.

Countries around the world have seen the powerful influence of the church.

In this turbulent era, some unarmed ordinary believers traveled across more than a dozen countries and tens of thousands of miles to the most dangerous southern plains of the Kingdom of Falorland to witness the coronation of the Saint.

They were not invited and received no benefits.

But they came anyway.

Climbing mountains and wading through rivers, going through hardships and tests of life and death, just for the faith in my heart.

Even with the help of paladins from various major dioceses, many believers still fell on the road due to various accidents.

Seeing the ordinary believers coming from all over the continent, the Farolans were shocked.

As a country that is almost non-religious, the Farolan people really cannot understand the behavior of risking their lives and crossing tens of thousands of miles just to catch a glimpse of the new saint.

Isn't she just a woman?

No matter how beautiful and holy she is, is she still made of gold and precious stones?

In this regard, Charlemagne commented in public - "When you are full, you are moved." ]

All we can say is that people will be like the kind of leaders they have.

These words made many bishops and paladins dissatisfied.

This is Farrowland. Charlemagne had a big fist, otherwise he would have been burned at the stake.

"There are so many people."

In the northern suburbs of the city, on the rooftop of the Brave Building, "Execution Witch" Rosemary glanced at the crowded streets below and let out a sigh.

The recent influx of believers has caused Dune City to become a bit crowded.

"Explosion Maniac" Hora stood by the barbecue grill, picked up a bunch of spicy grilled chicken wings, took a bite, and said:

"I heard that this is the result of the painstaking persuasion and warnings of the bishops from various countries in the mainland, so that believers should not rush over, otherwise the number of people may increase dozens of times."

Wilhelm, the "angel in white" who looked like an old man with a white beard, frowned when he heard this and said:

"It's really crazy. Why are a bunch of ordinary people joining in the fun?"

This place is a barrel of explosives, and a war or even a decisive battle may break out at any time.

It's too dangerous for ordinary people to stay here.

A few months ago, the kingdom evacuated most of the ordinary people in the city, and now the people who remain here are basically mercenaries, soldiers, noble coalition forces, and businessmen who want to make a fortune from the war.

Renn picked up a few beef skewers from the barbecue grill, took a bite, and muttered:

"So, faith is poisonous."

He still maintains the Eastern mindset in his bones and has little interest in religion.

Of course, he also knows that all roads lead to Rome, and the power of faith is actually the right way. Poisonous faith may be the difference in the world. At least there is no such thing as poisonous faith in Faerûn.

Therefore, he did not object to Cheap Sister choosing the second path.

The true God's dependence on believers is not absolute.

Regardless of whether it is the new god route or the ancient god route, as long as you can become a god (god level 20 or above), you no longer need to rely on the power of faith and believers.

Why is His Majesty Ao so worried?

Because of the great divine power of His Godhead 24.

Such a true god can already directly extract the force from nothingness and transform it into pure divine power. He is self-sufficient and does not need any believers at all. He can survive in chaos even if the universe is destroyed.

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with taking the new god route. As long as you can reach godhood 20 or above, you will have no weaknesses and no restrictions.

However, most of the gods in Faerûn cannot reach the height of gods. Even if they could, His Majesty Ao would not allow it.

In the last era, the Lord of the Morning had the best chance of breaking through, and then he died...

Ren's thoughts were flying, thinking about various plans for the future, the church, the Sunset Godhead, the great secret treasure... Finally, he inevitably thought of Sister Cheap and the tender time together, and her voice and smile seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

She was practicing swordsmanship, she was reading books, she was soaking in hot springs, she was holding his ears...

He was in a bit of a trance.

We haven’t seen each other for more than half a year, almost a year including the time in the dungeon world.

Although I can usually contact you through the contract platform, I always feel like something is missing.

Suddenly I missed her very much.

I want to hug her, kiss her hard, take off her clothes...

Snapped!

Ren was surprised to realize that his thoughts were a little crazy. He shook his head and slapped his forehead hard.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Miss Rosemary asked with concern and confusion.

"I am fine."

Ren shook his head and looked at the crowded street.

A large number of believers poured into the city, and some paladins could be seen everywhere maintaining order. There were also many priests and nuns distributing bread and water and arranging accommodation for believers.

From time to time, you can hear hymns and prayers praising the goddess of light.

In just a few days, the religious atmosphere in the city has become more than ten times stronger.

Renn looked away and looked at the eastern suburbs of the city. He looked at the white-haired man on another building. Thunder seemed to flash in the sky.

After a moment, he looked at Rosemary aside and asked:

"When does the dinner start?"

Recently, many people wanted to visit him, and there was no way to stop them, so I decided to have a dinner and meet him together.

"President, you only need to go to the large private room downstairs at eight o'clock in the evening, and we will arrange the rest."

Rosemary fiddled with Liu Hai and smiled.

Not everyone is qualified to meet the vice-president of the Demon Hunter Association. There will be a lot of people at the banquet tonight, maybe dozens of people at the table.

Although this is a dinner organized by the Demon Hunter Association, the leader does not need to come forward to receive anyone, and no one is qualified for him to greet it. He only needs to have a meal in the large private room.

Ren nodded and went downstairs to rest.

……

On the other side, in the city center, Pegasus Square.

A motorcade with flags bearing the ecclesiastical emblem came to a halt.

In the silver luxury four-wheeled carriage in the middle, an old man wearing a red coat, a red shawl, and a red round hat got out of the car.

The unique priest's attire, high crown, golden scepter, holy silver ring and red round cap prove that he is a red archbishop with a high status.

"Archbishop Giulio, you are here."

"Please come this way, we have arranged a place for you."

Seeing the old man get out of the car, several clergymen wearing black priest's robes immediately greeted him.

There is also a team of paladins guarding the surroundings.

The cardinal archbishop is the cardinal archbishop. In the system of the world church, there are only four seats under the pope, the head of the Knights Templar, the grand inquisitor of the Inquisition and the saint.

The Archbishop of Holy Symbols does not count. The saints are not in the orthodox position system of the church and are special cases.

A cardinal archbishop is usually the top person in charge of a certain diocese (country), and the minimum strength requirement for this position is level four.

The College of Cardinals, composed of cardinal archbishops, is the highest authority at the Holy See headquarters and has the qualifications to select new popes, saints, and heads of the Knights Templar.

"Michelle, where is Raphael? Didn't you come to greet him?"

Cardinal Giulio glanced at the team that greeted him, but did not see the twin stars of the church. The wrinkles on his old face were twisted together, and his eyes were gloomy, seeming a little unhappy.

A master-level young paladin stood out from the crowd. He was a captain of the Knights Templar. He immediately explained:

"Archbishop, there are too many believers here this time. Everyone is very busy. The two branch leaders, Michelle and Raphael, really can't get away."

"Can't get away? I think the wings are stiff!"

Archbishop Julio's face dropped, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Am I not as worthy of attention as some ordinary believers?"

"No, Archbishop, that's not what I meant..."

The young paladin's forehead was sweating and he hurriedly apologized.

Giulio is a veteran red archbishop. Although his strength is only at the peak of the fourth level, he is from the Singer family. His sister is also married to a famous king-level powerhouse in the St. Joan Empire. ——The Duke of Mars.

The Singer family is the descendant of the Storm War God and the royal family of the Saint Joan Empire.

However, the St. Joan Empire is a country where theocracy is supreme, and the royal power has always been suppressed by theocracy. Therefore, the Singer family is not as powerful as the Feuerbach family, but it is undoubtedly a top wealthy family.

Archbishop Giulio was born in the Singer family and had a brother-in-law who was a king, so he naturally had the qualifications to be willful.

Even if he has a bad temper, no one dares to provoke him and still give him face.

"Humph."

Archbishop Giulio felt that he had been slighted and was very unhappy. He complained, "Everyone is becoming less and less ignorant of the rules. There is also the matter of the saint. He actually chose a country girl with unknown origins and little understanding of the doctrine. Come be a saint, Archbishop Timo is really stupid.”

The final decision on who will become a saint is the pope.

But Giulio did not dare to openly question the old pope, so he targeted Archbishop Timo.

Archbishop Timo is a saint, a king-level strong man, but he is alone and does not form a clique. As Julio, he dares to say a few words. Just because he dares to speak out doesn't mean others dare to listen.

Hearing his words, the paladin captain was extremely stressed and his smile became stiff.

The other paladins and clergymen around also changed their expressions slightly, lowered their heads, and pretended not to hear anything.

When it comes to a struggle between high-level figures in the Holy See, how can they dare to intervene?

Archbishop Julio looked at the silent crowd, snorted coldly, and said:

"Okay, lead the way."

"Yes."

The paladin captain moved forward to clear the way as if he had been granted amnesty.

The group walked through several streets and arrived at the edge of the city.

The originally dilapidated chapel has recently been renovated and expanded. The walls are brand new, the stained glass shows a beautiful rose pattern structure, and some reliefs are lifelike. However, compared to the magnificent cathedrals in the St. Joan Empire, it still looks a bit shabby.

Only the two angel sculptures shrouded in a faint holy light on the lawn in front of the church can slightly support the facade.

Archbishop Julio frowned when he saw this and said:

"This stupid and arrogant country refuses to build a decent church even though it is still prosperous."

When the knights and priests heard this, they could only laugh in embarrassment.

At that time, there was a serious conflict between the St. Joan Empire and the Kingdom of Falorland, and they almost went to war, causing unrest throughout the Central Region. In the end, the power of the Empire and the Holy See prevailed, forcing Charlemagne to fake his death and abdicate, and the Fire Dragon Knights were disbanded.

Farther on, the conquistadors shattered the body of Pope Francis IV and severely wounded his soul.

This caused Francis IV's strength to decline greatly in his later years, and he was dragged down by old injuries. It was a bit difficult to even deal with the Star Sword Master...

The hatred between the two countries is so deep, how do you still expect people to spend huge sums of money to build churches?

It's only polite to allow you to preach.

Archbishop Giulio also knew this. After making an accusation, he changed the subject and asked, "Has the saint arrived?"

"Not yet. She is recovering her mental strength through retreat and meditation. She will arrive in two days."

"Huh, how arrogant."

Archbishop Giulio disliked the saint who had an unknown origin and became a monk halfway. The wrinkles on her gloomy old face were wrinkled together. He accused, "She has just started to slack off when she became a saint. Outsiders are just unreliable."

Kate surprisingly absorbed the power of the saints of the past and was promoted to king.

But in the eyes of many archbishops in the Holy See, she was just lucky. Just like a certain female saint in history, she had a special physique and could easily absorb holy power, so she succeeded by luck.

Kate is now a low-ranking king at best, and has been "contaminated" by the power of the saints of all generations. There will be no room for improvement in the future.

Therefore, Giulio taught Dare to criticize her a few words, which was also the reason why his interests were damaged.

Originally, his faction planned to nominate a saint, but the sudden appearance of a private audition for a saint, and it was limited to the Kingdom of Falorland, completely disrupted their plans.

The paladins and priests looked nervous and embarrassed when they heard the archbishop's words.

It's started again. Did the old man eat gunpowder? So many people were bombarded at the same time. The impact would be very bad if word spread.

"Archbishop Giulio, you are going too far."

A blond, blue-eyed, handsome young paladin walked out of the church.

He was wearing pure white leather armor and had a slender figure. His eyes were filled with special holy power that was as cold as a cold front. He had a sunny smile on his handsome face, but the aura of the Force he revealed was very cold and biting.

"Silver Spear" Raphael.

One of the most outstanding young paladins of this generation, he is as famous as the "Holy White Sword" Michelle. The two are called the twin stars of the church.

Raphael's power has reached the holy realm, and he is still the strongest among the lower saints.

"Humph."

Seeing this young paladin in his prime, Archbishop Julio snorted coldly, with a trace of jealousy and unwillingness hidden in his eyes.

He has been practicing hard all his life and has the support of his family, but he is still stuck at the peak of the fourth level and cannot break through. Over the years, he can only watch himself aging day by day, fearing the coming of death.

And this kid broke through the barrier of the Holy Realm at a young age, has a longer lifespan, and has a bright future...

He hates geniuses, and he hates grassroots geniuses even more. However, Raphael is the illegitimate son of a minor nobleman, and Michelle is an orphan adopted by a monastery. They are both low-status bastards.

Archbishop Giulio was jealous of Raphael's youth and his strength, and said with a cold face:

"Did I say something wrong? Why didn't the saint come earlier for such an important ceremony?"

Raphael felt that the red archbishop was deliberately looking for trouble. He frowned slightly, then relaxed quickly and said with a smile:

"Kate has just received the inheritance of the saint, and her mental energy is severely exhausted. It is normal to rest for a few days."

Archbishop Julio sneered: "She's quite delicate. If I didn't know, I would have thought she was an imperial princess."

Kate claims to be a distant descendant of the Moon Goddess and lives in seclusion in a small country near the North Sea.

But this kind of news cannot be verified at all.

Raphael raised his eyebrows slightly, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said indifferently:

"Archbishop, please be careful when you speak. Kate is the cousin of Archduke Connor. This has been confirmed. They have a very good relationship."

Archbishop Julio's face changed slightly, his lips opened, but he still said nothing.

It’s nothing to criticize the saint.

But criticizing Grand Duke Connaught is no small matter. He defeated the Demon Dragon Emperor, slashed the Demon Emperor's clone with his sword, and forced back the Demon Emperor. He was the most powerful person in the human race who even the Pope would treat seriously.

Based on the performance of Archduke Conor, his strength is estimated to have surpassed that of the Barbarian King, and is not much worse than the Storm War God.

Archbishop Julio's ancestor was the God of Storm War, and he had a deep sense of the majesty of the most powerful man. Even if he had a hundred courages, he would not dare to provoke a ruthless person like Archduke Conor.

The old bishop was very sincere and decisively changed the subject, saying coldly:

"Where's Michelle, why don't you come to see me?"

It didn't matter if he didn't go to Pegasus Square to greet him just now. He walked to the door of the church and didn't come out to say hello?

Has he forgotten the care and support he once gave him?

Raphael felt that the cardinal archbishop was really difficult to get along with. He was old-fashioned, vain, arrogant, narrow-minded, and almost all shortcomings.

He shrugged and said calmly:

"Archbishop, Michelle went to visit Archduke Connor at the residence of the Witcher Association. The two of them have a good relationship, and it's normal to talk about old times."

Giulio: "..."

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

It seems that there is such a thing.

A year ago, in the Demonic Domain "Dark Cave" arranged by Prince Milo in the city of Merova in the Kingdom of Falorland, Michel and Archduke Connoll fought side by side and killed the main battle clone of a dark archduke.

Later, the relationship between the two seemed to have been good...

Archbishop Julio had an old face and was a little embarrassed, so he said nothing.

The surrounding paladins and clergy remained silent.

There's no way they could go to Archduke Connaught's residence to call Michel back to greet Archbishop Giulio. That would be too stupid.

Giulio strode into the church with a gloomy face.

On purpose, Michelle definitely did it on purpose!

Julio didn't dare to criticize on the surface, but in his heart he became more and more disgusted with the white-eyed wolf and the mud-legged man.

……

The second floor of the villa.

Ren picked up the wine bottle, poured a glass of Crimson Moon, and pushed it to the other side of the long glass table. He looked at the young paladin on the sofa opposite and frowned:

"Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Ah."

Michelle took the wine glass, with almost no expression on his handsome face, and his voice was equally cold, "At today's dinner, help me hold the leader back. This is very simple for you."

Renn also picked up a glass of red wine. The color of Crimson Moon wine was very beautiful, as bright as blood, with a faint glow and an intoxicating aroma.

"What do you want to do?"

“Doing what I’ve always done.”

Michelle drank down the bright red wine in the glass, her face as cold as a marble sculpture, "I can't redeem anyone, and I don't know how to reform. Garbage sorting has always been my job."

Ren's face twitched.

Oddly enough, he and Michelle didn't meet much, but they were very pleasant to get along with.

Moreover, Michelle is one of the few people who has not changed her attitude towards him because he became the strongest human race. The way of getting along with him is still the same as before.

Even if he was asked to help, he still had that paralyzed face and his tone was as cold as stone.

Ren swung the goblet, and the bright red wine was rippling with bubbles. His eyes were suspicious and he said:

"What do you need to do to get rid of your captain?"

"Just say whether you can help or not."

"..."

Ren choked for a moment, shrugged and said, "Help, of course I will help. Since you want to clean up the garbage, then I will be in trouble... Ahem, my brother must help!"

"Thank you."

Michelle thanked her expressionlessly, stood up, and prepared to leave.

Ren looked at his back, confused, and said, "You don't really want to make some big news, do you?"

"Drink your wine and don't worry about other things."

"..."

Okay, okay, I'll wait and see.

(End of this chapter)