savior epic

Chapter 349 The only thing that manifests in the soul is grace

Not everyone is looking forward to being saved at this moment.

Not everyone is willing to let the true believers who are hated by them bring salvation.

The conquest of the land of the old gods by the New Kingdom of Leyton is a great conquest in the eyes of true believers.

However, no conquest is not bloody.

Heretics were persecuted on a large scale, and the blood of the old gods flowed every river in the Northlands.

Those who convert to the true religion still regard the Leidun people as outsiders, while those who stick to the old belief even more regard the Leidun people and the true believers as enemies.

The appearance of Vinakana is like a boulder, setting off huge waves in the stagnant city of Mosor.

Her reputation, within a short period of time, spread to the ears of every priest of the old god.

Those miraculous rumors, the priests of the old gods who preached the end of the world did not believe it.

In their eyes, the Lord is dead, and His miracles can no longer appear on the earth, and the true religion woman of unknown origin is just a trick.

However, as more and more people lost their pale color, those priests of the old gods were dubious at first, and panicked as time went by.

"That's a living saint, that's a living saint!"

"The prophet is here, the prophet of the true religion is here, and that person can rescue us!"

"Gramman, forgive me for temporarily abandoning you..."

A lot of words spread in the streets and alleys, and Mosor City seemed to have regained its former vitality in an instant.

"That's not a saint! She has no miracles!"

Dimitrios, the leader of the priests of the old god, held up the eagle scepter and stood on the square,

"Be vigilant! Be careful! That's the bewitchment of the nightmare, the gods are testing us!"

A large number of believers of the old gods gathered on the square, and many of them lost their pale color.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Those who escaped from the torment of the dead souls had doubts and fears in their hearts... and there is no doubt that their hearts were shaken, and they no longer regarded the words of the priests as the words of the gods.

"God of prophecy, enlighten our future!"

Dimitrios shouted loudly, and the eagle scepter in his hand shone brightly under the extremely dark sky.

"A miracle, a true miracle!"

On the square, the pale believers of the old gods who had not completely lost their minds spoke loudly, and then these people knelt down one by one, praying to the gods in various postures.

The believers saved by Vinakana saw the light on Dimitrios's scepter, and they were shocked. When they saw others kneeling, they also knelt down and prayed in a low voice.

Among them, there are many people with particularly unstable minds, frantically chanting the names of the gods, asking them to forgive themselves for being bewitched, and asking them not to abandon themselves when the end of the world comes. From then on, they will definitely be firm in their faith not move.

The believers of the old gods knelt down like a tide.

Dimitrios raised his shriveled white arms and preached loudly:
"Those who have been deluded, come back astray,

Only the gods will lead us through the end of the world!
Miracles other than this are all confusion! "

The old priest shouted, holding the scepter with great strength in his arms, and the light of the eagle suddenly shone like daylight.

Hundreds of thousands of heads hang down on the square, the dazzling light is like a tangible miracle, everyone's heads are getting lower and lower, and their necks are so congested that it is difficult to breathe.

The woman who performed the miracle was just a rumor, but the light in the scepter of Dimitrios in front of her was a tangible miracle.

Dimitrios raised his scepter, pointed at the believers of the old gods whose bodies were no longer pale, and shouted loudly:
"Look at you, how cowardly, how easily shaken!

Ah, the God of prophecy revealed your way with me!

Get in the rain, get in the rain, if you don’t get in the rain and suffer for a while, when the end of the world comes, you will suffer together with the true believers, and you will suffer a thousand times better than those true believers! "

Dimitrios spit out inflammatory words from his old and dry throat, as if pouring oil on a hot pot, and the crowd exploded suddenly at these words.

Those believers of the old gods who were saved from Venakana knocked their heads on the ground almost frantically, begging Dimitrios to take back his life, and promised again and again that they would never be bewitched by the evil spirit again, and they did not want to be drenched in the rain again , suffered the torment of the dead soul.

And the believers who were already pale and tortured by the dead souls insulted and scolded these saved people.

"The God of Vulcan burns away the evil, but cannot burn the good."

An old man stood up tremblingly from the crowd,
"That's a saint, a living saint! I saw her perform miracles with my own eyes!"

"What nonsense!"

"Blasphemy, blasphemy!"

"Old pig bastard, he's bewitching us away from the gods!"

The sound of cursing came like a wave, and the sound tried to beat the old man from toes to hair, inch by inch, and throw it into the raging fire, or hand it over to the wild dogs for food.

When the old man was hit by a strong wind, his whole body would be wobbly and he could not stand upright at all, like a tree that was about to wither and was about to collapse under the curse of "blasphemy".

He was the first in the city to be saved from Venakana.

The old man raised his hands high to show his innocence,

Immediately afterwards, he said in a hoarse voice:
"But that's really a living saint, that's really real salvation!"

Just relying on an aging voice cannot establish a relationship among the believers of the old gods.

Those who were saved trembled and knelt on the ground. All their faith combined was not as good as that old man who stood up.

until…

Vinakana flashed like white lightning.

The figure of the princess is like the only lonely ghost in the city, appearing in front of the angry believers of the old gods.

The old man's figure trembled, and then he stood firmly in place.

The believers of the old gods were stunned for a moment, and those angry voices could not help but pause temporarily because of the appearance of Vinakana.

Even Dimitrios, who was high on the stone platform, came back to his senses after a while.

"She has no miracles, no miracles!"

Saying that, Dimitrios held up the scepter again, shining brightly, like the endorsement of the gods,

"If she has miracles, why don't she appear in front of everyone's eyes?!"

The shouts of the priests of the old gods were like pins and needles, fixing the heartstrings of the believers from awe, forcing them not to be shaken by the sudden appearance of Vinakana.

in an instant,
contempt, hatred, abhorrence...

Countless looks converged into a vortex, trying to swallow and shatter Vinakana, and push her into eternal doom.

Facing the overlapping monstrous waves.

Vinakana just said lightly:
"Never mind the visible miracles,

Confused people are always the naked eye,
Only what manifests in the soul is grace. "

(End of this chapter)