bloodnovel Chapter 215 The Pope Of Light Burned To Death
Chapter 215 The Pope Of Light Burned To Death
Just as countless believers were shouting excitedly~
Above the statue of the god, a huge phantom appeared out of thin air.
He was wearing a luxurious long gown, a delicate crown on his head, and holding a scepter symbolizing power and the highest authority...
But most importantly.
Behind him, there were eighteen dazzling angel wings.
His face was not clear.
Just like the supreme god, he was unseeable, indescribable, and untouchable.
He emitted endless divine radiance and supreme majesty.
His figure was hundreds of meters tall.
Pressuring the entire Cloud City.
All the believers, whether they were ordinary people, professionals, or those temple knights and bishops...
At the moment they saw this figure, they all knelt down in excitement, as if they were crazy.
"It's the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel recorded in the scriptures!"
"Oh my god!"
"The Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel serving the Almighty Creator has descended!"
The believers in the city became even more frenzied and excited than before.
They worshiped the Goddess of Light.
But all the followers of the Light knew that the Goddess of Light was just one of the subordinate gods under the Almighty Creator.
The position of the Almighty Creator was still above the Goddess of Light.
That was their God of Faith!
And the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel was the attendant of the Almighty Creator, never leaving the side of the Creator.
Now, the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel had descended upon Cloud City, which meant that the Almighty Creator was also paying attention to this place.
For them, what an honor it was!
"Praise you, Almighty Creator!"
"May the holy light be with us, may the divine Lord be eternal!"
Countless believers shouted madly, and the fanatical waves of sound almost shook the entire Cloud City.
Some believers were so excited that they fainted on the spot.
Then they were awakened by the believers next to them.
...
In the temple of Cloud City.
Hundreds of red-robed bishops, pontiffs, temple knights... gathered here.
Regardless of age or gender, they all knelt on the ground.
And the one they knelt to was the elegant figure sitting on the throne at the top of the temple.
Everyone present was trembling with excitement.
Especially the Fanatic Believers among them, they could hardly control themselves.
However, no one dared to speak at this moment because they dared not disrespect the divine.
After waiting silently for several minutes.
An old figure walked quickly into the temple under the escort of several bishops.
At the moment he saw the elegant figure on the throne.
The leader, an old man wearing a crown and a robe of light, was stunned.
His first reaction was not excitement, but stupefaction, disbelief.
How could this be?
The projection of the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel that appeared in the Prayer Square was actually real!
The legendary angel race had not disappeared.
They had returned!
Although the figure in front of him was not the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel serving the Almighty Creator recorded in the scriptures, but a Ten-Winged angel, it was still a living angel.
How could the angel race from the myths appear in this broken world?
He felt it was incredibly unbelievable!
Just at this moment, Angelia, who was sitting on the throne, said in a cold voice, "As the Pope, you have never embraced the light, never believed in our Lord!"
"This is blasphemy against the Lord of Holy Light!"
The old man being escorted was the Pope who held power and position in the Holy See of Light.
In the Bountiful Great Lands, as the Pope of the Light, he possessed boundless power and status.
Upon hearing these words.
The bishops, temple knights, and other believers in the hall all looked at the Pope in astonishment.
The dignified Pope of Light, actually did not believe in the light?
This completely shattered their understanding.
A Saint Rank pinnacle temple knight stood up, angrily questioning, "Your Holiness, is this true? You have never believed in the Almighty Creator?"
"Of course not!"
"I am the most devout believer of the Creator!"
The elderly Pope was first shocked, then quickly calmed down.
While responding to the temple knight and the questioning gazes in the hall.
He also glared angrily at Angelia sitting on the throne.
In great anger, he said, "Where did you come from, you heretic believer? How dare you impersonate the noble angelic spirit! Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Goddess of Light?"
Upon hearing this.
The people in the hall were once again stunned.
The Ten-Winged angel sitting on the throne was actually fake?
Didn't that mean they had knelt in vain?
There were also Fanatic Believers who refused to believe and retorted against the Pope, saying, "Your Holiness, she is clearly the noble angelic spirit, not a heretic believer! Are you confused?"
"Shut up!"
The Pope angrily said, "As the Pope of the Holy See of Light, I am the person closest to the Goddess of Light! Whether she is the legendary angelic spirit or not, can't I see it?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the Fanatic Believer was stunned.
The Pope's words make a lot of sense.
Seizing the opportunity, the Pope pursued, roaring in the hall, "She is a follower of the Evil God, and the appearance of the Angelic Spirit is an illusion created by her dark magic. Kill her, do not let her leave the City in the Clouds, otherwise it would be blasphemy against the Creator!"
However, after the words fell, no one moved.
Because the figure looked exactly like the Angelic Spirit recorded in the [Scripture].
The divine and radiant aura emanating from her was also incredibly pure.
Even the projection of the Eighteen-Winged Grand Archangel, who served the Supreme Creator, appeared.
In this situation, they dared not act rashly.
What if they were being deceived by the Pope?
That would be a great sin!
At this moment, Angelia, who was sitting on the throne, stood up.
Just this one movement made the Pope retreat repeatedly, his angry expression filled with infinite fear.
Because only he knew.
Everything he had just said was a lie.
He did not believe in the Supreme Creator or the Goddess of Light.
His "faith" had long been consumed by the desire for power.
Generations of Popes of the Light had been continuously developing followers of the Supreme Creator and the Goddess of Light, spreading the faith of the divine and the light, purely for the sake of power.
Using the faith of countless believers in the light to satisfy their own desires.
And he absolutely could not let this secret be exposed.
Otherwise, he would be finished.
So, even if he knew that the Ten-Winged Angel in front of him was real, he still had to get rid of her.
After all, as a false believer who blasphemed against the Supreme Creator, even if he repented on the spot, it would be useless.
This angel would definitely kill him.
In order to survive and to continue his papal authority, he could only strike back.
As for whether there would be more angels coming to trouble him after killing this one, he couldn't care less.
Even if the world fell apart, it didn't matter.
He had already prepared to forcefully detonate the holy artifacts of the Holy See and the Ascension Myriad Worlds battlefield.
"What are you all waiting for?"
"Kill her quickly!"
The Pope roared in anger.
At the same time, the power of the Law of Light surged from his body.
As the Pope of the Holy See, it was normal for him to be a powerful Demigod.
"The great Lord of Holy Light created the light, illuminating the Myriad Worlds of the universe, lighting the way forward for countless sentient beings, allowing them to embrace hope and the future..."
Angelia spoke slowly.
Step by step, she walked down the steps and stood above the hall.
With each step, the aura emanating from her became more terrifying.
The bishops and temple knights in the hall couldn't resist at all.
They all knelt to the ground.
As she spoke, Angelia reached out into the void and pulled out a divine sword burning with golden flames.
Seeing this divine sword, the people in the hall exclaimed, "The legendary Angel's Sword that can purify all darkness and evil!"
At this moment, they began to believe who was the "real" one.
...
Angelia looked at the Pope with an indifferent expression.
"However, you, who possess the Law of Light, use it to satisfy your own desires!"
"You are not qualified to spread the faith of the Lord!"
"Shut up, you follower of the Evil God!"
The Pope shouted in shock and anger, immediately using the power of the Law of Light to condense a giant sword of laws and slash towards Angelia.
At the same time, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the hall.
Each one of them was a powerful Bishop-level figure.
They all possessed the rank of Saint.
They all released their domains, enveloping Angelia within.
"The Lord says, heretics shall be punished!"
Angelia waved the divine sword in her hand.
In an instant, radiant holy swords fell from the void, piercing through the bodies of those false believers. They were all allies of the Pope, with almost no faith.
"Die!"
The Pope's sword of laws had already arrived.
But Angelia just glanced at it and stopped the sword halfway.
No matter how hard the Pope tried, the sword of laws remained motionless.
He knew he had encountered a tough opponent!
He wanted to escape, but found that his body couldn't move either.
At this moment, he felt despair.
If he had known that an angel would descend upon this world, he would have chosen to truly believe in the Supreme Creator.
"The holy flame will purify your soul and body..."
"Wash away your sins!"
The angelic sword in Angelia's hand slowly pierced through the Pope's shield of laws and pierced through his heart...
Then, a blazing angelic holy flame emerged.
Burning the Pope's body.
The Pope, a generation of Popes, was burned to ashes in screams and despair.
The bishops, temple knights, and other followers in the hall saw this scene and all trembled, kneeling on the ground.
This time, they were not mistaken. She was a real angel!