Chapter 222 On This Special Day

When the stars are in the right place, a world shrouded in magic and divine power always undergoes a series of hidden changes.

However, only a few people can perceive this change and observe the knowledge and truth hidden in the depths of the world in the past.

In the high-level prayer room of the Holy Light Cathedral in Saint Sunil, Ansu King City, Veronica the "Princess" is kneeling quietly in front of the statue of the God of Light, with her hands folded on her chest, her eyes folded Tightly closed and motionless, the hazy holy light enveloped her, and reflected the warmth and light of the whole room. Anyone who saw this scene under such circumstances would feel the incredible piety and devotion from this princess. Holy and deeply touched.

But Veronica didn't pray for long. She slowly opened her eyes, stood up unhurriedly, and turned to the door. After waiting quietly for two seconds, the door of the prayer room was silently opened. Pushed away quietly.

A high-ranking priestess with a short face and an ordinary face walked in. She had a quiet and soft shimmer on her body, with a pious and holy aura similar to Veronica. When she saw the remaining saints in the prayer room. After the light, the goddess nodded slightly: "His Majesty the Pope is looking for you."

"I see." Veronica said softly, but before leaving the prayer room, she couldn't help but stop and take a deep look at her long-time friend.

Sandy stood there quietly, still so quiet and gentle, this kind girl who grew up with her since childhood has become a high-level goddess as good as herself, but the relationship between the two will never return to the past. .

In Veronica's sight, Sandy was shrouded in a brilliance that even penetrated her skin and bones, giving her a translucent lightcasting feeling. Veronica looked at Sandy's body. In that light-cast body, the place that should have been the heart was now jumping with a crystal-like light. Just staring at the light, Veronica was I feel that the holy light in my body is slightly agitated.

"Anything else?" Sandy asked, noticing Veronica's pause, turning her head slightly.

Veronica shook her head: "No, praise Holy Light."

leave the prayer room,

Going to the Cathedral, through an open-air garden and two long corridors in the middle, the most senior clerics of the Church of the Holy Light walked back and forth on these sacred stone paths. These devout and holy people led the Holy Light The resonance of this hall makes this hall shrouded in bright brilliance even after nightfall. Veronica folded her hands in the wide sleeves of the priest's robe, and walked quietly on the road with her head lowered slightly, not talking to anyone or looking around, just like every devout priest, she would put her whole heart into her hands. Immerse yourself in the perception of the Holy Light.

She saw one after another high-ranking priests walking past her. Under their gorgeous priests' robes, there were hazy rays of light. Some of these rays of light just floated on the surface of flesh and blood, and some had completely replaced them. The essence of "human", and this group of light-cast bodies is a manifestation of piety, and it is also the most powerful guarantee of Holy Light Church.

Veronica walked through the corridor, and the attendant pushed open the door of the cathedral for her. She saw the spokesperson of the God of Light in the world, the highest ruler of the Church of Holy Light, and the most prestigious on Loren. The religious leader, St. Ivan III, is sitting quietly on the golden seat of the great sanctuary.

This one-hundred-and-fifty-year-old old man was thin, with white beard, age spots and folds representing the passage of time on his exposed skin. He looked dying, old and weak, as if he would be summoned by the Lord at any time. But Veronica is very clear that weakness is only his appearance, and the endless holy light gives him real power. As long as the old man's mind can still function and his brain has not died, he can mobilize the surging energy at any time. The forces of light destroy all enemies of the church, or shelter all devout believers.

In Veronica's sight, Saint Ivan III has no human form at all. He is a flaming torch of holy light, sitting on the luxurious golden seat, and in the torch of holy light In the hazy and illusory shadow behind her, she could even see a trace of the face of the God of Holy Light, as well as some silhouettes from the realm of the gods.

"Veronica, my Lord's devout child, you are here," Saint Ivan III said, with gentleness and trust in his low and slow tone, "The Lord is calling you."

"I have received revelation in my prayers," Veronica bowed her head and said respectfully, "The stars are arriving at the right place, and the power of resonance between the celestial bodies will open the way to truth, and the time to receive inspiration has come."

"Come on, the most gifted spiritual daughter in the past seven hundred years, you have accepted the highest inheritance of the Holy Light Church, accepted my personal guidance, and came into contact with the most mysterious knowledge and the most holy and vast power. I have made adequate preparations for this day..." St. Ivan III's old voice echoed in the great sanctuary, and along with his words, a platinum scepter gradually emerged from the air and floated to Vero In front of Nika, "My child, hold this scepter and face the enlightenment the Lord has left you. This is your destiny."

Veronica looked at the platinum scepter quietly, her face was expressionless, but there was no movement.

Saint Ivan III's voice seemed to come from far away: "My child? What are you waiting for?"

The light power in the Great Sanctuary began to agitate slightly, while Veronica stretched out her hand and slowly but firmly held the scepter.

"I would love to talk to the Lord."

A majestic beam of light rose up from the Great Cathedral. The beam of light even penetrated the thick dome of the Great Cathedral, penetrated the thick clouds, and shot straight towards the ultimate mysterious star "Ao" in the distant space. direction.

At this moment, the solemn sacred music appeared out of thin air, and all the bells of the entire cathedral rang at the same time. The priests in the church and the believers in the city stopped their work one after another. With the voice, a calm and peaceful smile appeared on everyone's face involuntarily, and they drew the emblem of the God of Light on their chests and began to pray devoutly.

Veronica, on the other hand, felt that her spirit was out of her body. She "saw" that her field of vision was rapidly improving, rising rapidly, and soon passed the dome of the cathedral, and the entire city of Saint-Sunil was also shrinking in her field of vision. As a small dot, she passed through the clouds, through the dark starry sky, through countless indescribable ghosts and visions - finally, she stopped this crazy journey in a place full of endless brilliance .

She stood in an endlessly vast place, with light-cast city walls, towers, and holy emblems standing at the end of her field of vision, and a star-falling river spanned the sky and slanted into the earth.

And right in front of her field of vision, is the "Lord".

The Lord is a huge light-cast crystal, and He floats in the center of this light-cast kingdom. The crystal-like substance forms his body. The crystal has no shape, and the whole is like a changeable, multi-sided, multi-angled, and multi-faceted piece. The crystal core floated in the air, and although He did not speak, Veronica heard a voice echoing in her mind:

"Go forward, touch him, listen to him...

"He is your protector, the safe haven your souls have longed for...

"Only under His protection will you be safe..."

Veronica stared at the group of polyhedral nuclei that were constantly changing, her legs were already shaking, her body seemed to break free from the control of her brain, and a huge force was still tearing her at the same time. The spirit of her makes her heterogeneous from the inside out, becoming an extension of the changeable crystal...

Endless power, knowledge, mysteries, power, money, and even God-like eternity are at your fingertips right now.

Veronica took a deep breath and smiled: "We've been waiting for this day for too long..."

On the second day of "Day of the Stars", the southern border is still clear: another good day for stargazing.

After dinner, Heidi immediately went back to the room to get her silver astrolabe, but Rebecca just stood in front of the windowsill and stared blankly at the night sky outside. She looked at the twinkling stars and suddenly wrinkled. Nose, a slightly annoyed look on his face.

But no one noticed the viscount, she just stayed there for a while, then turned and walked towards her room.

The "Day of the Stars" was an important day for mages, but it had nothing to do with her.

She couldn't control the astrolabe, and naturally she couldn't comprehend any magic-related mysteries from the changes in the stars. When she was a child, she also stood on the terrace with Aunt Hetty and her teachers, staring at the night sky with wide eyes. but……

That's really boring stuff.

She doesn't like stars at all.

Rebecca was walking back to the room, trying to fill her head with runes and magic circles, not thinking about other things, but a tall figure was waiting in the corridor, so she had to stop footsteps.

"Lord Ancestor?" She looked at Gawain blankly, "What's the matter?"

"Today is the day when the stars shine the brightest. Don't you go to the terrace to watch the stars like Heidi?"

"No," Rebecca shook her head vigorously, showing a nonchalant look, "I can't understand it again, I want to sleep every time I look at the stars..."

Looking at the girl who was not good at disguising in front of him, Gawain couldn't help laughing: "I have a gift for you."

"Gift?" Rebecca's eyes lit up slightly, "What gift?!"

Gawain took from his side something that he spent a lot of time trying to make successfully by the craftsmen: "A good thing that allows you to see a lot of stars without using an astrolabe."

Rebecca looked at that thing curiously-it was a large tube made of metal, and the thickness was not uniform, its two sections seemed to be inlaid with lenses made of crystal, and there was an adjustable knob in the middle of the tube , and a snap device for connecting with the bracket.

Its style is really weird, and it is different from the machine drawings drawn by the ancestors before, but somehow, Rebecca was deeply attracted by it at the first sight of this thing.

"What is this?" she asked curiously.

"Spyglass," Gawain smiled, "the eagle eye technique without mana."

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