The stars were all eclipsed by the dazzling light. A brand-new sun seemed to have appeared in the night sky. It emitted its brilliance blatantly and moved along the fixed trajectory in the sky without any concern.
Brook, who sensed something, came out of his' Kingdom of Electromagnetism '. Standing in a library on the thirty-fourth floor of the Allyn magic tower, he looked at the starry sky in a trance.
"This is not the birth of a real star …"
"Its orbit is too close. If it were a real star, it would've crashed into the world brutally and obliterated everything …"
"What is it exactly?"
"How could it have such unimaginable power?"
As a grand arcanist and a legendary sorcerer who grew up with Douglas who was adept at force field, astrology, and light and darkness, Brook calculated the approximate range of the orbit by observing the brightness, size, and other data. Although it was not precise enough, it was enough for him to determine the distance between the star and the world.
That was why he was slightly absent-minded. If it were the birth of a real star, he would've been less surprised and confused. His first thought would've been to observe and study the birth of the star carefully and explore the mysteries of the world.
… …
In a magic tower that rose to the sky in the Kingdom of Brianne.
A certain senior-rank astrologer was making a prophecy based on the trajectory of the stars reflected in the crystal ball. But at this moment, his mouth was slightly agape as he stared at the starry sky in a daze. He had never seen such a bright and unbelievable star before. Also, it had appeared so abruptly and without any warning!
It was even more unbelievable than the crimson moon a while ago!
"What kind of star is this exactly?"
It was not until a long time later that he murmured to himself. Then, he suddenly realized what he was doing. He lowered his head and looked at the crystal ball in his hand. Looking at the trajectory of fate that had changed when he was not paying attention, he said regretfully and frustratedly, "I have to start over again. The birth of a star will inevitably bring great changes to the galaxy of fate …"
After another minute, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky in shock.
"Why is there no reflection of fate?"
"Is this a star or not?"
… …
At the edge of the Dark Mountain Range, in the camp of adventurers.
Stanis, the King of Nightmares, who liked to observe people and collect dreams, was enjoying his afternoon tea in a cabin. Suddenly, the white porcelain cup in his hand was out of his control and fell to the ground in a beautiful trajectory. In a crisp sound, the cup broke into countless pieces.
Stanis, however, did not care about it at all. After a flash, he reached the window and looked up to the east.
In the distant horizon, a brilliant and dazzling star suddenly emerged from nothingness, illuminating half of the sky. It was as dazzling as the sun, extremely exaggerated.
"Is there something wrong with my cognitive world? Am I affected by my own dreams or illusions?"
Stanis looked at the sun in the west, but he was not afraid of the glare. He looked back at the new star and watched it move naturally along its orbit.
"Stanis is a star Stanis" Stanis "Nightmares" Stanis "dreams" star Stanis "dreams dreams" Stanis "dream"
"Such a magnificent feat is absolutely not something that can be accomplished by a mortal..."
… …
In Renstadt, there were no arc-lights on the street. It was dark and cold. Only the starlight illuminated the road.
Because of the increase of the alchemical workshops and the improvement of the textile machines by the alchemists, more and more ordinary citizens of Rentato had to work overtime. At this moment, the scattered night returnees were moving in a hurry in the starry sky. The howling cold wind made them want to return to their warm homes as soon as possible after a day's tiredness.
As they walked, they found that the road in front of them was bright. There was no darkness at all, just like the road in the daytime.
In their shock, they subconsciously looked up at the sky and were suddenly shocked speechless. When did a dazzling star, completely different from the silver moon, appear in the sky? It hovered conspicuously in the night sky, passionately surging and slowly rotating.
Was this a miracle?
"Almighty God of Truth …"
"Only Truth lives forever …"
After a long time of shock, these ordinary citizens thought that it was a miracle from the God of Truth. They kneeled down and prayed devoutly, ignoring the mud caused by the melting snow.
… …
In Aalto, Natasha, who was wearing a hunting suit, was riding a horse in the sparse woods.
She suddenly drew her bow and shot an arrow. A long arrow surrounded by illusionary cracks flashed by and appeared in front of a big tree hundreds of meters away. Then, the arrow pierced through dozens of big trees like a hot knife through butter and hit a gray rabbit that had just jumped out of the bushes. The arrow pierced through the rabbit's fur and nailed it to the ground alive.
The dozens of big trees seemed to have become sketches. Someone had erased a hole in the middle with an eraser, but the rest of the trees were not affected at all.
Natasha did not pay attention to the arrow that she was proud of. She turned her head and looked to the east in surprise. She saw the bright star that seemed to have jumped out of the cage and was born.
Such a strange phenomenon made her subconsciously think of the crimson moon some time ago. Knowing the cause of the crimson moon, she whispered to herself, "Could it be that he caused it again?"
… …
In the Holy City of Lance, Benedict II stood in front of the window with his scepter and looked at the new star carefully.
"It's not hidden …"
"The orbit is not right …"
"Judging from the position, is it the Congress of Magic's action?"
After a brief trance, Benedict II had regained his calmness. He observed the orbit of the newly-born star indifferently. When he felt that he had understood and remembered the data of the star, he raised the scepter, leaned back slightly, and looked at the starry sky with his eyes half closed. He murmured to himself in a low voice:
"Almighty God of Truth, you are one, and all."
"You are an instant, and all eternity."
"You are the creator, and the dominator."
As he prayed, a layer of ivory, hazy brilliance suddenly beamed out of his body, spreading the feeling of solemnity and holiness that could not be looked at directly. A sacred, transcendent, and condescending force slowly surfaced from the uncanny height, enshrouding the Holy City as well as the surrounding area.
Sensing the power, the Grand Cardinals, the Holy Knight, the Red Robe, and the other clerics, as well as the ordinary believers in the Holy City of Lance, got rid of the shock brought by the star and became gentle and peaceful, with indescribable feelings of gratitude.
It was the breath and power of the Lord!
"You are one, and all."
"You are an instant, and all eternity."
…
Hundreds of thousands of people followed and prayed. Under the influence of the uncanny power, they were all praying at the same time, creating an exaggerated and terrifying resonance that was vast and magnificent.
After the prayers congregated into a torrent, the pope finally pointed the scepter in his hand casually, and an abrupt change immediately took place in midair!
At the center of the sky, a spot of ivory holy light glowed uncannily and grew larger and larger, quickly developing into a cluster of light that was comparable to the sun and the artificial planet.
Melodious, soul-cleansing hymns came out of the cluster of light, making the sky holy and clean.
In the eyes of Lucien and the rest of them, the dark starry sky was completely illuminated by the cluster of light, and they could vaguely hear the ethereal hymns.
Lucien had foreseen that the Church would shoot down Douglas' artificial planet. Otherwise, if sorcerers could create planets, what was the God of Truth who claimed to have created the world? A sorcerer who was only slightly more powerful than the grand arcanists?
However, Lucien did not foresee that the Church's reaction would be so intense. Wasn't it a bit too unbelievable?
The cluster of light became clearer and clearer. It seemed to be divided into seven layers. On the first layer, beautiful angels with a pair of wings and countless pure white souls were playing pianos, harps, flutes, horns, and singing hymns that praised the true God.
From the second layer to the fifth layer, it was the same joyful scene, without the slightest distress or sorrow. The types of angels had changed. The number of wings gradually increased. There were angels of strength, authority, wisdom, and so on.
On the sixth layer, there were six six-winged seraphs whose shadows were flickering. They each occupied one side, as if they were crowding around the seventh layer.
On the seventh layer, other than the infinite, impenetrable light, there was only a seraph holding a book kneeling under the light, as if it were serving the God of Truth.
Seeing such a scene, Lucien certainly recognized what it was!
It was the real divine power that killed the last consul of the Magic Empire in the War of Dawn!
The real divine power that cost a great price every time it was used!
The real divine power that only the pope could master and use, God's Arrival!
While observing God's Arrival without blinking, Lucien turned on the electromagnetic messaging spell on the monocle and hurried to confirm the feedback ability of the artificial planet.
Inside the cluster of light, all the angels glowed with the holy light. The holy light gathered together and expanded rapidly together with the infinite light from the seventh layer, drowning the entire sky like an ocean!
"This is the feedback from Antiffler 1. Hiss …"
Looking at the sky that had turned into a milky ocean, Lucien subconsciously compared the power of the artificial planet with the power of Alterna, the God of the Silver Moon, and came to the conclusion that the two powers were on the same level, but Alterna was slightly weaker.
Of course, it was the vague judgment of Lucien, a senior-rank sorcerer, and it might be far from the real situation. Even top legends such as Douglas and Dracula could not accurately judge the level of Alterna and the other angels.
The artificial planet was named Antiffler 1 because Antiffler was the capital of the ancient Sylvanas Magic Empire and the place where Douglas was born and grew up.
A profound gate that was painted with countless constellation symbols suddenly appeared in front of Fernando and Lucien. Douglas, wearing a gray magic robe, walked out of the gate rather awkwardly. More than half of the colorful gems around his head had disappeared.
However, he was in good spirits. Under his amiable face, there was unconcealable excitement.
"Finally, I've experienced God's Arrival.
"Unless the pope wants to die in advance, he won't be able to use God's Arrival again in the next five years!"
Lucien finally realized that Mr. President did not make it so conspicuous just to vent his feelings and show off his success.
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