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Chapter 366 Al-Azhar from afar

The ground was frozen dry.

The dead plants and trees were half buried in the ice, waiting for the winter to pass away. It was already approaching night, and the dusk was fading away, and the darkness was about to fall.

The people who came out of the city of Hykir stopped to rest on the vast plain. Serena looked around and saw clusters of tents one after another, campfires after clusters, and a small market located at the water intake area. , where everyone exchanges goods with each other.

"It's like the life of the Kurilds mentioned in the book."

Serena murmured, the Kurilds are a nomadic people on the grasslands in the south, who make a living by plundering and animal husbandry all the year round.

Vinakana was sitting on the slope, with a beautiful and luxurious blanket under her body, which was presented by a woman from Hykir City.

"Hey, how can the saint prophet sit on such a blanket."

Serena raised her face to look at Vinakana, and asked with a smile.

According to her memory, those famous prophets and saints all looked like plainly dressed ascetics. It seemed that once they got rid of this appearance and wore gold belts and silver, they were not worthy of being called prophets and saints.

Vinakana ignored Serena.

Serena pursed her lips, realizing that this question was of little importance to Vinakana.

She climbed up the dirt slope and saw Sandra tearing apart the bread, soaking the bread in water, and then spreading a dollop of stewed meat sauce with a spoon.

Sandra also saw Serena, and she passed the food in her hand.

Serena thanked her after taking it, and then walked to Vinakana's side.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat."

Vinakana answered briefly.

Divinity nourishes her flesh, so she needs no water or food.

Serena sat next to Vinakana and ate the bolognese bread without any scruples.

"Why do you want to go to the holy capital?"

she asked after swallowing a mouthful of watery bread.

"Ecumenical Council."

Vinakana replied.

"Universal...wait a minute,"

Serena's eyes widened. It's impossible for her to know what that means because of her prominent background.
"Ecumenical Conference?! Since the establishment of the church, only six universal conferences have been held?! Where is the holy capital going to be held?"

"It's almost the seventh time."

Seeing that Vinakana did not give a negative answer, Serena was greatly astonished. No matter how she thought about it, she would never have imagined that the holy capital in the north would hold a universal conference. You must know that the six universal conferences were all It will be held in the south, either on Rita-Salen Island where the Holy See of the Pope is located, or on Deschanel, known as the last empire of ancient times.

Except for these two places, no other country or city-state, or even the major holy places, has ever had the blessing of holding a universal conference.

And even though Loren, the person who brought the Gospel, was once born in the northern land, the universal conference will be held in the holy capital, which is the first time for the entire northern land, and it is very likely that it will be the only time.

"No wonder you want to go to Beitu..."

Serena exhaled heavily,
"What are you going to do there, declare yourself as a living saint, and get the approval and appointment of the Pope?"

"The pope's approval and appointment?"

Vinakana was amused.

When she asked this rhetorically, Serena immediately realized what the Pope's approval and appointment were for the person sent by God.

"So... what are you going to do there?"

Serena grimaced, suppressing the embarrassment just now and continuing to ask.

Vinakana pointed to the heretics at the bottom of the slope.

Serena didn't understand what she meant, what was the relationship between the Ecumenical Council and this group of heretics.

"I want to tell those people that everyone in the world can be saved."

Serena suddenly understood what Vinakana meant.

"Then what do you want..."

Serena's voice fell halfway, and before she could finish speaking, she froze.

Visions emerged.

In Vinakana's field of vision, time seemed to freeze in an instant, and everything on and off the slope, including Selina, was frozen in place.

It's as if time stood still.

Vinakana slowly got up from the slope.

She had expected it.

Venakana looked into the distance. Under the silent night sky, the darkness blurred the boundaries between things. Even a good hunter would find it difficult to see the flickering lights in the distance on this frozen land in the dark. A gray-white light.

The princess slowly walked down the slope and walked slowly towards it.

The feet stepped on the frozen and cracked ground inch by inch, and the cold wind stopped. Vinakana could touch them with his hand and feel a bit of coolness.

At some point, Vinakana stopped.

In the silent night behind her, a figure in a robe slowly appeared in the darkness.

"Al-Azhar, is it?"

Vinakana spoke up.

"It's me, Vinakana,"

An indescribably simple voice sounded from behind,

"I knew about you long before I jumped into the abyss."

"Many people can know me. There is no one whose name is not recorded in the ancient scroll of fate."

Vinakana's tone was flat, as if she had expected to meet Al-Azhar here, and it was not surprising.

"What are you going to do? Al-Azhar."

"I have come for God's judgment."

(End of this chapter)