The Church of Holy Light and Holy Light had their own merits for being able to reach such a level. The purest light actually represented the purest Order.
In a world of darkness, Holy Light would light up and protect everyone, dispel darkness and those corrupted by Chaos. That was the most original Holy Light doctrine.
If Chaos distorted Order, then Holy Light would erase the distorted portion and return it to the void. That's right, not erase the already distorted portion, but completely erase the distortion.
I used to devoutly believe in Holy Light because I believed that Holy Light could save everything. I believed in the Holy Light's teachings about Order finally dispelling Chaos.
He was not a friend, but an enemy. Being firm and decisive was very satisfying. However, if that was all there was to it, it was still not enough …
Creator Aichy's two daughters inherited her power of creation. However, they were split into Order and Chaos. This was the best explanation. These were the two pillars of Aichy's world, as well as its basic structure. It would be impossible to have either one missing.
"If twisted Order is an inseparable part of the world, and orderly Order and disorderly Chaos are the foundation of this world, then erasing some Chaos is no different from digging out a piece of seawater from the ocean. This will only make the wind and waves that fill up the gap even fiercer. Perhaps this is the truth behind why the Holy War will never end. "
A world without Chaos would be a lifeless world. There would be no competition, no random factors, and no desire to improve. The result would be that there would be no possibility of evolution. And in a world without Order, if all the factors and choices became random, perhaps nobody would be able to survive. After all, even the beasts in the forest had their own unspoken rules.
There was Chaos within Order, and there was Order within Chaos. On the side of Chaos, even demons had a hierarchy. On the side of Order, even the angels that were ridiculed as old-fashioned had their own goals and pursuits.
Simply using violence against violence might be effective, but the prerequisite was that the victor had to completely suppress the loser, or even directly destroy the loser. And in this world, that obviously wouldn't work.
That's right, in my eyes, Holy Light was a type of violence — "If you don't obey my orders, I'll destroy your existence." If this wasn't violence, then what was?
That's why, although I still believed in the Origin of Holy Light, I also despised it. Even though I still used it, I only treated it as a convenient tool, just like how I also used the power of the elements and the power of death.
"Who says that the undead are evil? The Holy Church? Or the God of Holy Light? Ha, stupid! From the very start, Holy Light and the God of Holy Light were wrong. "
My voice wasn't loud, nor did it contain any sarcasm. It was as if I was simply stating the truth. However, in the eyes of anyone who believed in the Holy Light, this was a blasphemy and questioning of the Holy Light. I was definitely a heretic among heretics.
"Roland! How dare you! "
Estrada was no longer able to take it any longer. His furious roar created a storm that blew away the clouds. A blinding pillar of light shot into the sky, and his materialized Holy Light domain suppressed everyone present. The entire ground trembled in fear from Estrada's roar. Perhaps the current Estrada was already the strongest user of Holy Light in the entire world.
In my current state, if I were to fight against an enraged Estrada … it would probably be a single hit from his hammer.
However, I laughed, laughed so hard that I almost cried. Even if he was ridiculously strong, it wouldn't change the fact that he was an idiot.
"I'm dying of laughter. What generation is it now? You're actually so stupid. That's why you've always been a pitiful idiot who's been walking around in circles in confusion for your entire life. You've always been driven around by others, and you've only watched tragedy happen one after another. Right now, I'm probably a heretic who betrays the Holy Light in your eyes. In that case, esteemed teacher, may I ask what I'm holding in my hand? "
There was a golden glow on my index finger. It was as tiny as a firefly, and it was vibrating between my fingers. However, only those who truly understood the teachings of the Holy Light would be able to recognize that this was the purest source of Holy Light. This was something that only God's Favorites favored by the Holy Light could do.
Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief. Estrada had already said such blasphemous words, so how could he possibly use Holy Light, not to mention the highest quality of Holy Light?
"I was once the son of the Holy Light, the Son of Light …"
My War Angel bloodline was activated, and I unfurled my snow-white wings. My divine face appeared in front of everyone, and the golden Holy Light of the Holy Angel continued to grow. Another pillar of light belonging to me appeared in the sky.
Perhaps it was much smaller than Estrada's pillar of light, but in terms of its ability to pierce through darkness and illuminate the land, in front of true sunlight, Estrada was nothing more than a high-intensity light bulb.
The one with the greatest reaction was actually that little angel. Aivla's entire body was trembling, and she could only obey her instincts and kneel on the ground.
Her Angel bloodline was constantly reminding her that the male before her who was controlling pure Holy Light was a Superior Angel of a much higher power level than she was. Angels, the incarnation of Order, were a species that placed the most importance on hierarchy. In front of me, who was now an ancient War Angel, she had to remain humble.
"… I once believed that light would eventually drive away darkness. But I soon discovered that that wasn't enough. Sunlight and shadow will forever be twins. Pure light will never be able to destroy shadow. It's the opposite, which is why pure light will only create pure darkness. That's why I made my choice … "
Pitch-black flames started burning on his left hand. No, he wasn't burning at all. Every flickering flame was actually the wailing of souls, the purest power of death.
"Ha, didn't you all say that Holy Light and Chaos are mortal enemies? In that case, you can explain it like that. I'm a heretic, yet I can use both Holy Light and the power of death at the same time. Why don't you all use the teachings of Holy Light to explain it to me? Let me hear just what nonsense your God of Holy Light is spouting. "
All the Holy Light job class members had expressions of disbelief as if the sky was collapsing. In their worldview and common sense, Holy Light's duty was to destroy Chaos. Holy Light and death were like fire and water, and as long as they came into contact with each other, they would definitely die. Yet, this incarnation of an angel was actually controlling both the power of Holy Light and death at the same time.
"Aivla, hold on! Don't think so much and maintain your heart. You're a child of Holy Light! "
Soros's angry roar attracted my attention. The white-winged half-blood angel was now completely kneeling, drenched in cold sweat. The tips of her wings were actually beginning to turn black.
"Ha, child, are you that afraid of knowing the truth? Your faith is actually beginning to waver and you're beginning to fall. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Fallen angel, you're quite the rare one. In that case, let me help you strengthen your resolve. See, child, this is the truth that the Gods don't dare to tell you. "
I laughed maniacally as I combined pure Holy Light and death flames together. Estrada, who had already guessed what was going on, finally acted. He couldn't just sit by and watch all this happen. There were already far too many tragedies in the past.
"Roland!"
* Clang! *
My battle hammer covered in holy flames was blocked by a familiar silver holy sword. However, the wielder of the sword was different this time. Her face was exactly the same as Roland's, and she also had an evil smile that was similar to Roland's. However, she also had an additional hint of innocence and feminine gentleness.
At this moment, Estrada felt as if he had returned to the past. Back then, he was still a young and immature youth. He always seemed to be fearlessly smiling evilly, calling himself "Teacher" and wanting to ask him about the teachings of Holy Light.
"Big brother Roland's teacher, please don't disturb Big brother Roland. He's only showing you the hidden truth. If you don't feel guilty, please take a look."
Estrada didn't move. However, it wasn't Renée's lame persuasion that moved him. It was just that he was faintly opening up a dimensional door, and a pressure that made even him tremble came from it. This was a power that even the Gods feared. He didn't have the confidence that he could easily break through Roland's defenses.
And it was precisely because of this slight pause that I was nearing the end of my work. Pitch-black flames and golden light clashed together. However, there was no explosion or collision that everyone expected.
Pitch-black flames and golden light fused together. They gradually intertwined and complemented each other until finally …
"Ahhh!"
Aivla couldn't wait any longer for the final result. The purer a painting was, the easier it was to be dyed black. She floated in the sky as her wings began to turn from white to black. Just like how Holy Light could only destroy the undead and demons, it was unable to reverse the process of transforming the undead and demons into demons. Since the Fallen Goddess had already begun, there was no stopping it.
"See, this is the truth."
The black and golden light had both melted away. All that remained was pure white. Finally, everything faded away, leaving behind a white dove in my hand.
Although this dove was only one-tenth the size of a real white dove, and even though she was so weak that she couldn't even fly, this was enough to prove everything — this was a life!
Creating life from nothing was the lifelong goal of countless alchemists and mages. However, not a single one of them had ever achieved anything. After all, this was already the domain of the Gods. Not only that, this was a domain that only the Creator Goddesses had reached!
"Why did the Creator Goddesses' daughters inherit Order and Chaos? That's because only Order and Chaos can be combined together form the power of Creation. Light dispels darkness? Haha, how much longer do you all want to keep up this ridiculous lie? As long as there's light, there'll be darkness. Light and darkness are interdependent. Pure darkness can also transform into light, and the end of light can transform into darkness … Look, isn't the evidence right in front of you? "
The black-winged fallen angel coldly looked at me. There was no trace of emotion in her black eyes. Pure Holy Light had already transformed into the purest darkness. Was there any more damning evidence than this?
"Estrada! As the strongest user of Holy Light, don't tell me that you haven't discovered anything! Do you dare to swear in the name of Holy Light that you haven't discovered the truth? Perhaps you've already discovered the clues more than three hundred years ago. It's just that you've been avoiding the truth all this time! "
"I …"
The Strongest Fool and the Coward hesitated, not daring to speak. This hesitation was a tacit agreement, but it also caused a terrifying chain reaction.
"You don't dare, but I do! I, Roland Mist, swear in the name of Holy Light that Holy Light will never be able to completely destroy Chaos. It will only cause a new tide of Chaos to be born, making the Holy War even more intense. If I'm lying, please take away my right to use Holy Light. "
My holy oath had been made, but my Pillar of Holy Light was still in the clouds. This doubtlessly proved the truth of my words.
"Ahhh!"
More than one Holy Light job class member screamed in pain. "Those who waver in faith will lose the protection of Holy Light." This was one of the teachings of Holy Light. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty Holy Light users had already lost their protection. Not a single youngster was spared. More than half of the envoys had become former Holy Knights and former priests. Only the ancient artifacts who had cultivated for more than a hundred years were still able to maintain their original beliefs.
"Today's events absolutely cannot be leaked! Otherwise, it'll have a tremendous impact on the entire Holy Church. Estrada, kill them all! "
Faced with a desperate situation, Cardinal Soros finally tore off his usual mask of gentleness and decisively made his decision. Everyone in the square saw the fallen angel in midair. The envoys in the stands saw this miracle created by light and darkness. Not a single person could be spared.
"Estrada! You know what will happen if word of this gets out! "
The Holy Church had always considered itself to be the protector of humanity and Order. If word of this got out, the foundations of the Holy Church and the teachings of Holy Light would be shaken. In his impression, the undefeatable Estrada was capable of killing everything in front of him. Soros himself was constantly praying to his own True God. However, in this holy land of the Law God, how could he possibly connect to Estrada?
Seeing that the Holy Knight wasn't moving, Soros started to get anxious. Finally, that seemingly young ancient Holy Knight raised his head, but his face was already unrecognizable. His hair was gray and his face was filled with wrinkles. In the blink of an eye, he had aged more than ten years.
"I don't have absolute confidence in winning. I don't even have confidence in facing this little princess. I can't do it, and I don't want to do it anymore. "
Soros, whose face was pale, turned around to leave, but I stopped him.
"Hey, hey, hey, do you want to leave so easily? At the very least, you have to complete the mission that you came here for. That God of Holy Light's oracle should have been told to me by now. That should be the words that he brought to me. Are you going to complete the mission that your boss entrusted to you just like that? "
Soros' eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, but he had to complete the mission that God entrusted to him. He didn't want to see the person in front of him ever again, so he could only grit his teeth and say the oracle.
"'I hope that you and I will fight against Chaos together. After the battle, we shall become the Twin Pillars of Order.' Are you satisfied? Saint Roland! "
I understood immediately. This oracle was nothing more than an invitation from the God of Holy Light to form an alliance with the Law Faction, who had already discovered the truth about Wumianzhe. As for the promise of splitting the world equally, it would be foolish to just listen to it. In that case, the title of Saint was nothing more than the appetizer to the alliance. However, I knew about it, but the others didn't.
The moment these words came out, the envoys from the various countries who had just escaped death were shocked once again. The contents of this oracle were already shocking enough, but the tone of the oracle, which seemed to be communicating with someone of the same level, was even more frightening.
"This miraculous power, such a tone of voice, could it be that Roland is an existence equivalent to the God of Holy Light? The God of Holy Light actually requested to form an alliance with the Twin Pillars of Order? Is Roland's power strong enough to make the God of Holy Light make a concession? "
Many thoughts ran through the minds of the envoys. If this news were to spread, everyone would have to reevaluate the prince of the Icy Snow Northern Country.
As for me, I nodded my head in satisfaction.
"Un, your sincerity is quite good. I agree to this invitation to form an alliance. Help me tell the God of Holy Light that I, Roland, agree to it. As for that Saint, hehe, I'll leave him for you to play with. Hahaha, then, please take care of me in the future, my dear allies! "
I took one last glance at Soros' expression, which was a mixture of extreme anger and fear. I laughed loudly as I left first.
Today's harvest was already more than enough. Even if I forcefully used my "Frigidwinter Earth" to create life, I would collapse from exhaustion if I didn't retreat now.
After that insane prince left, all that was left in Soros' eyes was a scene of devastation.
The envoys from the various countries hurriedly left as if they were avoiding the plague. Only Soros and his group were left in the stands. The former Holy Light job class members who had already lost their God's Blessing were still sitting on the ground in despair. Estrada, who had aged several decades, still had his head lowered as he sighed helplessly. The Fallen Angel Aivla, who seemed to be thinking about something, had already left early. In the end, the elderly bishop could only helplessly collapse on the ground as he thought about the terrifying future and the storm.
Even though Soros had already agreed to form an alliance, he still didn't know if this mission would be considered a success or a failure. However, there was one thing he knew for sure.
"It's over, it's all over, everything's over."
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