As a mber of the Slavic people, the Patriarch knew better than anyone else exactly what kind of trash made up his subordinates.
Or rather, this had been the state of affairs across all of Russia for hundreds of years.
During tis of peace, they would beco rotten, corrupt, entirely useless, and limitlessly greedy. When it actually ca ti to get things done, they were utterly worthless.
But whenever things reached this point, a mighty ruler would erge behind them, using a butcher's knife and whip to drive them to work!
It might look incredibly barbaric, but it was exceptionally effective.
Generations of accomplished Great Tsars, and even that Mr. Steel, had all done exactly this!
The Patriarch was preparing to do the sa, and he had an even more appropriate enforcer: Supernatural power!
The purge orders he issued himself might still be obstructed, misinterpreted, or even completely ignored for various reasons. After all, as the Patriarch, he truly lacked significant prestige here.
It was completely normal for his commands to never even leave Saint Petersburg. The Patriarch naturally harbored his own anger and frustration. He hadn't had the chance before, but now that the opportunity had presented itself, he was absolutely going to make the most of it!
His Divine Faith was solid, which was precisely why he had suffered so much pain in the past. But now, everything was different.
The Patriarch looked at his forr colleagues with a smile on his face. "I asked you before, who exactly is a devout person and who is a blaspher, but you couldn't give an answer!"
"Now, I hope you can give an answer when you face an Angel!"
Before the massive Angel, these mbers of the clergy were terrified out of their minds.
They could never have imagined that the usually amiable and detached Patriarch would choose such a ruthless path.
As the Patriarch's words fell, the Archangel in the sky—the Angel nad Mikhail—slowly spread all of his wings, displaying his terrifying might in the heavens as a Seraphim and the Viceroy of Heaven!
Yes, the Eastern Orthodoxy Angel Mikhail actually possessed an even more resounding na within the Catholic Church—Michael!
The Condemning Angel Michael, the most powerful of all Angels. Although his true body hadn't descended, this thirty-six-winged form was simply too distinct, allowing the many people who stepped outside to watch to instantly recognize his identity.
These people naturally understood the Angel's actions as well. They knew about the frenzy of judgnt the Catholic Church had unleashed in Ari, so many of them took the initiative to drop to their knees and begin their prayers.
They were naturally aware of the cris committed by these n. In fact, they knew even more, in greater detail, and with much sharper perception!
They imdiately began to recount the sins these n had committed. Those who had endured suffering and hardship also voiced their agony within their prayers.
"O Lord, I thank you for your loving kindness, your protection, and all your blessings.
Teach to live my days with a grateful heart, for all that I receive cos from you.
An."
"O Lord, please allow to recount their sins.
These are Demons wearing human skin.
They sell Holy Relics, alter scripture, and humiliate the faithful..."
"O Lord, your radiance illuminates the holes in the golden do, but it has failed to cleanse the floor stained with blood corruption!"
"The rotting altar is scattered with gold coins and corpses. Even Lake Baikal is overflowing with their putrid stench!"
The prayers of these people transford into streams of Wish Power, flowing into the Angel before them. This only deepened the amazent of Bai Yang, who was secretly controlling the situation.
He had always assud that, aside from India, Ari was the most corrupt place in the entire world. He never imagined that here, in the distant regions of Eastern Europe, the Caucasus, and Siberia, there was a terrifying realm that easily rivaled Ari!
The cris committed by the Bishops here were not the slightest bit lesser than those next door.
Moreover, this Patriarch was far more radical than Mario and Angus. Right from the start, he wanted to guide the Angels to launch a Supernatural strike against all the blasphers in this country!
'Is it really going to be this brutal?' Bai Yang felt a headache coming on as he looked at the selected high-level officials from the Eastern Orthodoxy belief system—a staggering total of over twenty thousand people.
All these people were to be executed, yet they weren't the only ones at fault; the number of truly guilty people could reach over a hundred thousand!
'But co to think of it, on this land known as Slavic, a thod like this seems much more appropriate,' Bai Yang reasoned. After all, on this freezing land, so-called gentleness was a complete dead end. Only true brutality could instill awe and respect in everyone.
Therefore, he stopped hesitating and simply waved his hand, allowing the Patriarch to choose the thod of disposal.
The Angel lowered his wings, presenting the Patriarch with two choices. "The blasphers shall either descend to Hell or spend the rest of their lives atoning for their sins. You shall choose!"
The Patriarch didn't hesitate for even a second. "I want them all to go to Hell! The Shepherds who blasphe the Lord have no right to live in this world!"
The mont those words left his mouth, the nurous Bishops behind him plunged into despair. They leaped to their feet and lunged straight at the Patriarch!
"What gives you the right to decide whether we live or die?!"
"If you're going to kill us, then we'll kill you first!"
This group of Slavic people completely dropped all pretense. They pounced toward the Patriarch, fighting desperately like cornered beasts!
Yet everyone present had absolutely no reaction to this scene. They didn't need to react, because there was simply no need.
The Angel in the sky was still watching everything unfold. If they actually succeeded, wouldn't Michael lose all face?
Sure enough, the very mont these n sprang up, a look of thunderous fury appeared on the massive Angel's face. He then reached his hand downward without the slightest hesitation!
"All who are guilty must be cleaned up! All who are driven by lust must descend to Hell! All who lack faith must be consud by the Fla of Retribution, incinerating their bodies and burning their souls!"
"The light of the flas is not for the good, but only for the wicked. It shall act as the light that purges evil, and the realm that rewards the virtuous!"
As Mikhail chanted these words, the n who had been lunging at the Patriarch suddenly found themselves spontaneously combusting without a single spark!
It wasn't just them. Under the watchful eyes of the public, all the sin within the city was ignited!
A holy white light set them ablaze. Amidst the flas, the process of incineration gradually forced out streams of black gas from their bodies. It was a mixture of sin and fear—the very things that filled them the most!
From Saint Petersburg eastward across the entire Ural Mountains, and westward across all of Siberia, massive angelic phantoms appeared, accompanied by the resounding voice of this colossal Angel!
"Condemnation of sin, punishnt of evil, purification. The guilty shall no longer exist in this world!"
And so, everyone across Eastern Europe and the North Asian region heard the Angel's voice. They all witnessed those once-arrogant Bishops and Divine Priests turn into human torches!
They struggled and wailed in the white flas, eventually reducing to streaks of white ash and black gas before vanishing from this world completely.
What followed was the Patriarch's declaration, proclaid to the entirety of Eastern Orthodoxy:
"Heaven fears not the fires of Hell, but dreads the maggots draped in golden thread, hatching from within the holy robes."
"The torture racks still hum in the Patriarchate to this day.
Whenever a Bishop recklessly touches the Golden Cup, the Iron Rose will bloom fiercely, like the trumpet of final judgnt."
These words made everyone realize where the judgnt had co from. anwhile, the future of Eastern Orthodoxy was slowly erging through his speech.
"Now, the Congregations that still remain must elect your own Bishops! The newly appointed Bishops must select devout persons to travel to Saint Petersburg. The Lord has a far greater Mission that requires you to fulfill!"
Hearing this, the people who had just been imrsed in the fear of destruction suddenly rallied their spirits.
With a speed that outsiders would find unimaginable, this group of Slavic people accepted this terrifying judgnt and began to develop under the iron grip of absolute power.
It had to be said that their efficiency had multiplied exponentially in an instant. The survivors directly elected their Bishops and imdiately began the process of sending people to Saint Petersburg.
With the intervention of Heaven's flas, they completely understood exactly what kind of people were needed. Without much hesitation, they picked out their Ascetics and the most devout persons, sending them straight to Saint Petersburg.
They all clearly understood the unique nature of Eastern Orthodoxy now. Naturally, they wouldn't choose outlaws who might negatively impact Heaven's evaluation of them. Once these people had been struck with a sufficient amount of fear, they handled every single task flawlessly and comprehensively!
As the issues on the side of the Ecunical Patriarch of Eastern Orthodoxy ca to an end, the other Patriarchs and Archbishops by Pope Mario's side also understood his underlying ssage.
They hurriedly continued contacting their own people, informing them of the events that had transpired in Saint Petersburg!
They also warned their subordinates that the Lord was watching them. If they wanted to bow out gracefully, The Church and Heaven would grant them that dignity. But if they refused to step down gracefully, The Church and Heaven would be more than happy to do it for them!
This warning, this judgnt, this tempest belonging to Christianity, swept across the entire globe as the Wish Power continued to expand!
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