You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 44 Blessing
The newly built temple is filled with a solemn atmosphere, quiet and holy.

Huge stained glass windows hang high above the temple, and the light shines through the glass, penetrating layers of dust and the passage of time.

Jumping and walking slowly in the temple.

The violets, roses, hyacinths and colorful lights on the walls are intertwined together, forming a gorgeous scene that is rarely seen in the world.

Yige knelt on the high platform.

In front of him is a forbidding statue of a red marble god.

Wearing armor, standing there.

Every inch of space is filled with majesty.

Every line of the statue's body reveals unparalleled power.

The hands are naturally protruding forward, as if trying to crush the enemy's head, and as if lovingly stroking the top of the lamb's head.

Inlaid on the left and right arm muscles are exquisitely carved rectangles.

The god has no face, and wears a helmet with intricate patterns on its head, with sharp claws extending out like sharp blades.

The foot rests on a huge, thick base.

The base is a reddish conglomerate with finely carved veins.

These textures interweave into a relief-like pattern in which many beasts and warriors can be seen entangled, fighting and dying.

Looking from the bottom up.

The statue stands in an overwhelming posture between the sky and the earth.

It is unbearable to hold your breath.

Yige was wearing a long black coat, solemn and dignified.

He raised his head and looked at the hem of the god's battle armor humbly, with his fingers together.

One rectangle after another was drawn.

Chanting hymns to the gods.

He is completely immersed in the silent and mysterious communication between himself and the god.

He felt the power and guidance given to him by the radiance of divinity.

At such a time, worldly disturbances and sufferings seem trivial.

The entire temple is shrouded in this holiness.

Igg's prayers grew louder.

more and more intense.

until a certain critical point.

In an instant, the temple was flooded with pure white light.

This is silent mighty power!
Mortals can only obey.

After a few breaths.

Part of the white light faded.

Revealed the sacred rectangle.

Ig was overjoyed, climbed a few steps, and took the initiative to submerge himself in the rectangular holy light.

His consciousness followed the light.

Part of it stayed in the very center of the temple, turning into a dancing circle of light.

The other part ran straight towards the statue and became one with the statue.

The god statue that has been infused with divine will glows red.

The bloody sky spread in all directions.

Cooperate with the sharp armor on the statue.

It actually formed a contradictory balance with the pure white color that filled the temple.

Merciful yet cruel.

Yige stayed in this strange harmony obsessively.

a long time.

Until the father's voice pulled him out:
[The ceremony is performed in the aperture. 】

[The magic is granted in front of the statue. 】

[Pray to activate the barrier. 】

Yi Ge woke up like a dream.

Trim the sleeves a little.

Kowtow in the direction of the statue.

Responding with unchanging zeal to the eternal voice: "Yes!"

His answer was the closing bell.

Accompanied by an indescribable heart tremor.

When looking up again.

All light is gone.

But the name of this temple and the church he will lead is already engraved on his heart.

The gift of black clothes!

Dang——

The heavy copper door gradually opened outwards.

Mary, who was waiting outside, quickly approached.

Yesterday afternoon, after the completion of the temple, Priest Yige asked her to wait at the gate of the temple this morning.

She scratched her heart, wanting to ask about the specific situation.

But he was also worried that what he said would be inappropriate and affect his image in front of Priest Yige.

So after agreeing, he has been waiting outside the gate of the temple since early morning.

Waited for nearly three hours.

My legs are numb, and I dare not sit down.

Fortunately, Priest Yige finally came out.

The door opens.

Iggy stood in the sun.

He is tall and straight.

The warm light shone on him, reflecting the vicissitudes of his face.

Wearing a long black robe, the robe is spacious and solemn.

The collar is painted with a gold thread rectangle pattern.

There was a holy and dignified aura about him, and it was self-evident that he was an envoy of divine power.

Like an ocher sun rising from a solid and unshakable mountain.

Mary was stunned for a moment.

If the original Yige had to prove his identity through the divine emblem.

Mary believed that anyone who faced the current Yige would immediately understand that the other party was a high-level clergyman.

He just has one.

I can't tell the unknown temperament.

Yige looked at Mary, who was standing still, and didn't quite understand why she was so frozen there.

"you are sick?"

"Ah!" Mary came back to her senses now.

Her face was reddish, and her head was lowered, so that Yige couldn't see her face clearly:

"No, no, Priest Yige."

"I'm fine."

Iggy wasn't quite sure why Marie reacted so strongly.

But he is in a good mood now, and he doesn't plan to delve into this aspect.

"Marie, I just prayed to the gods in the temple."

"Yes, Priest Yige." Mary adjusted quickly, raised her head again, and echoed.

She knew that what Yige needed at this time was a listener, so she just had to follow along.

"The gods answered me."

"This temple has been blessed by the great God of Rituals."

"Ah!" Mary cried out in surprise, "You mean, there was a god in the temple just now?"

Yige had a solemn expression: "The great god of etiquette will always exist anywhere in the world."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Priest Yige, that's not what I meant." Mary wanted to slap herself, and quickly adjusted her words, "I mean, the supreme god of etiquette just showed His kindness in the temple and showed miracle?"

Iggy smiled slightly: "Yes."

"This temple has already transcended the mortal world and is a real place bestowed by gods."

"Congratulations, Priest Yige!" Mary congratulated sincerely.

Although she didn't know what the temple should look like.

It is also unclear how the temple in front of him was blessed by the gods.

But she understands the simplest truth, which is understood by the entire "Kingdom of Spruit", from nobles to commoners:
The grace of the gods is the greatest benefit in the world.

The temple has enjoyed the gift of the gods, and the strength of the church has naturally been enhanced.

The more powerful the church is, the higher her status as a probationary member will be.

Ige readily accepted Mary's congratulations, after all, it was also a good thing for her.

He started to take Mary to buy some supplies first, but was suddenly stopped by the girl.

The girl's voice hesitated.

"That, Priest Yige."

"I"

"When will I be baptized?"

Yige glanced at Mary who was at a loss.

Her hair fluttered in the breeze.

"Don't worry, Mary."

"I'm going out of town tomorrow morning."

"This afternoon is your baptism."

"Get ready."

"Yes!" The girl finally got what she wanted, her heart was agitated, and she almost shouted out.

(End of this chapter)