Ro, Vatican.
"Raziel, is it ti?" the aged Pope asked solemnly, looking at the pale Angel lying in bed.
"Your Holiness, the Angel's horn will soon sound, and we will be able to welco the advent of Heaven!"
Angel Raziel, propping up her weakened body, sat up, revealing the sowhat damaged Angel's Wings on her back. Her bright golden pupils were filled with excitent.
The mission entrusted by the Father God is about to be completed, and it was not in vain that I have fallen to my current state of severe injury.
With this confirmation, the Pope's frail body straightened up significantly. A flush of excitent also appeared on his face. But seeing the Angel in front of him who had beco particularly frail, he quickly stepped forward to steady her trembling body.
"Raziel, watch your health!"
"I apologize, Your Holiness, I was sowhat overexcited!" the Angel said weakly as she sat back down, steadied by the arm offered to her.
"Do not bla yourself; after all, you were injured in the fight against evil..."
Before the Pope could finish his sentence, a vast and mysterious sound of a horn, seemingly coming from nowhere, suddenly rang out.
"It's here! Heaven has co!"
Amidst their excited cries, the pale red sky was gradually replaced by white light. A barely discernible chant began to echo across the Sky Vault.
This sudden, strange event naturally caught the attention of everyone on the continent. The devout believers seed to realize sothing and, regardless of their surroundings, knelt down to pray, beginning to sing praises to God.
The churches across the land began to glow with a faint milky halo. The quiet and peaceful aura cald all those within the churches instantly. For a mont, so ordinary people who were rely tourists suddenly felt a sense of faith. They spontaneously joined the ranks of those kneeling and chanting.
In contrast, outside the churches, it was a different story for the Bizarre, Dark Creatures, and even visitors from Hell who had smuggled themselves onto this continent. They all felt as if their bodies were amidst a sea of flas. The slowly intensifying burning pain beca unbearable for so of the weaker Bizarre, and in a flash, they turned into wisps of pale ash.
As ti passed, the sound of the horn grew more majestic. The sky, which should have darkened by this ti, was now as bright as day. A soft, milky light enveloped the entire continent.
CRACK!
When the light reached a certain extre, the crisp sound of glass shattering suddenly resonated within everyone's hearts. People looked up at the sky. To their surprise, visible fissures had suddenly appeared in the normally unremarkable sky. Even more dazzling Holy Light shone through the gaps, making the people on the ground yearn for the world beyond.
"Heaven! Behind that must be the Lord's Heaven! The rumor is true..."
Excited shouts echoed throughout the continent. The people's already devout faith intensified, now tinged with fanaticism.
Of course, at this ti, so shadows hiding in dark corners were watching the sky with eyes full of hostility.
"Damn it, how did that old God arrive so soon?"
"Fuck, our plan has failed!"
"That damn Angel moved too quickly!"
"We need to retreat, or those damned birdn won't let us go!"
"..."
As Heaven descended, aside from the mindless Bizarre, most intelligent Dark Creatures and visitors from Hell began to flee towards the west of the continent.
This place will beco God's domain. They certainly didn't think the old man possessed any tolerance.
The changes on the continent clearly did not affect the ongoing descent of Heaven in the sky. Fissure after fissure appeared, accompanied by crisp shattering sounds and blinding Holy Light, swiftly covering a vast expanse of the sky. In the hearts of many devout believers, that must be the location where Heaven was descending.
To prove their devotion, countless people disregarded the distance. They started running towards the location of the fissures.
"To enter Heaven! I will definitely enter Heaven!"
Firm belief gave them trendous motivation, and for a mont, they even forgot the fatigue in their bodies.
The Vatican, located directly below the fissures, had already gathered tens of thousands of devout followers. They knelt on the ground, holding crosses in their hands, and prayed earnestly within their hearts.
Perhaps it was due to the blessings of Heaven, but amidst the dense crowd, so believers suddenly felt changes in their bodies. Aching parts of their bodies began to feel comfortable, and backs that were once heavy slowly straightened. Even the white hair at so people's temples gradually showed new strands of black.
"It's the Lord's blessing! It's the Lord's blessing..."
The cries of joy soon quieted down. After all, at this ti, earnest prayer was what they were supposed to be doing.
CRACK!
With the loudest crack, the fissures in the Sky Vault finally reached their limit. In just a few breaths, it completely shattered, and the falling pieces quickly turned to nothing in the air. At the sa ti, a pillar of Holy Light, like a celestial column, thunderously fell towards the earth.
"It's Heaven! It really is Heaven!"
Through a passage like a window, a world that had only existed in people's fantasies was instantly revealed before everyone's eyes. The dwelling of God, the realm of spirits, filled with divine glory and joy. It was the ultimate destination for all believers.
"Do not be afraid, lambs of the Lord!"
A soft and serene voice echoed between Heaven and earth. For the first ti, in the truest sense, people witnessed the descent of an Angel.
"Heaven descends, and you will all return to the embrace of the Father God!"
"As long as you offer your devotion, your sins will be forgiven."
"The Lord will cleanse the sins of the world, expel the evil spirits, and grant death to the devils that co from Hell!"
"..."
The Angel's voice made the people of this continent feel as though they had found their ultimate destiny. In just a mont, it had garnered the faith of the majority of humankind. Countless people knelt on the ground, confessing the sins they had committed, praying to receive God's forgiveness.
anwhile, within the power structures of various countries across the European continent, the heads of state who had planned to get involved in Arica's civil strife were now struck dumb. The God who had once been a nebulous concept, mostly just a phrase on people's lips, had officially descended to the mortal realm. In less than half an hour, He had already won the faith of most ordinary people.
If this continues, will our nations still have a reason to exist?
Are we about to return to the era, centuries ago, when The Holy See ruled over this continent?
A sense of panic spread among all the high-ranking officials. But they simply could not abandon the power in their hands.
If we lose the power that places us above all ordinary humans, we might as well be dead!
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