In the evening.
St. Basil's Cathedral.
The inside of the cathedral was like a castle with several onion tops and colorful colors — it was also the place where tourists were forbidden to enter.
Anatole had finished his prayer today. When he turned around, he saw Bishop Peter in a white robe.
Anatole hurriedly walked to Bishop Peter and said respectfully, "Bishop, are you looking for me?"
"Anatole, come with me." Bishop Peter said softly.
Anatole nodded without hesitation and followed the bishop closely. He found that the place he was going to seemed to be a forbidden place.
Moreover, he could feel that the holy power had become more and more intense — this was something that could only be felt by the clergymen with extremely devout faith after special practice.
As for using it, it was even more difficult. Anatole was the most elite of this generation of Eastern Orthodox Church. After finishing his study in the monastery, he was appointed to practice in this church.
Although he had the qualification of a priest in the Eastern Orthodox Church, he was just a fledgling in the real church.
"Bishop Peter, this is …" Anatole had to express his doubts.
But the bishop in front of him didn't say anything, but pushed a door at the end of the corridor — it was also a small church.
The statue of the Holy Father was in front. Anatole found that a man was standing in front of the statue of the Holy Father — he was also in the priest's costume.
Bishop Peter looked at Anatole and whispered, "Go in, relax, but also be in awe."
Anatole saw a rare solemn expression on the bishop's face. This made him confused, but he could only follow the bishop's words.
When he walked into the small church inside the church, Anatole found that the bishop had closed the door — the bishop didn't follow him in.
After taking a deep breath, Anatole came to the priest's back.
All of a sudden, he felt a majestic Saint Power that he had never felt before from the other party … To him, it was as deep as the ocean.
God's grace was as deep as the sea.
For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Anatoli's mind, causing him to lower his head instinctively. He had forgotten what he wanted to say at first.
"Raise your head."
Finally, the strange priest seemed to turn around. Anatole raised his head and couldn't help showing a surprised look.
He had seen this priest before; he was the most common clergyman who received visitors in the church.
How could he …
"Are you Anatole? According to Peter, you are the youngest priest to graduate from the monastery in recent years. "
"Yes." Anatole didn't dare to make any mistake and nodded. However, he appeared to be unusually calm and did not panic because of the vast Saint Energy coming from his opponent.
"My name is Sullivan."
"Hello, Mr. Sullivan."
Sullivan smiled faintly. There was some appreciation in his eyes, as if he was satisfied with Anatoli. However, he suddenly asked, "Did you feel it two days ago?"
Anatoli nodded, "There was a very pure fluctuation of faith, but it soon disappeared. I have never felt such a pure soul aura. "
Sullivan suddenly said, "Do you know what it means?"
Anatoli shook his head.
Sullivan said seriously, "It means that the soul that suddenly appeared will become a saint of the Kingdom of Heaven in the future."
Anatoli was stunned and showed a surprised look. Finally, the calmness on his face was reduced a bit … He knew what the saint of the Kingdom of Heaven meant.
Sullivan continued at this time, "Do you know that you were originally responsible for monitoring this soul?"
Anatoli opened his mouth and frowned subconsciously, "Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean by being responsible for monitoring."
"Close your eyes." Sullivan said indifferently, "I will remind you of what you have forgotten."
Anatoli didn't obey at once. He looked at this ordinary priest who was originally in charge of receiving tourists … After a while, he slowly closed his eyes.
"What I have forgotten?" He was still confused.
But no matter what, he was really curious.
At this time, Sullivan stretched out his palm and put his finger on Anatoli's forehead. At the same time, he closed his eyes and his body began to release some hazy brilliance.
It was slightly white and serene.
"My Lord …"
He began to speak in an ancient language. Anatoli found that he had studied this ancient language in his spare time in the monastery, but he couldn't translate it completely — he couldn't even understand what Sullivan said next.
He just felt that a more majestic holy power was slowly flowing into his body like water. It seemed to be blending with the holy power in his body.
Gradually, some abnormal hazy scenes appeared in Anatoli's mind.
He couldn't see it clearly … It seemed that someone had said something in his ear, but he could only see half of a hazy face. The lips seemed to be moving, but there was no sound.
Suddenly, Anatoli opened his eyes. He felt a stinging pain in his head.
He subconsciously took a step back and had to look at Mr. Sullivan. What he saw was that Mr. Sullivan was looking at him with a kind of surprised and uncertain eyes.
Anatoli didn't feel that he had remembered anything. Even the image that had just appeared in his mind gradually disappeared.
"Sir, I still can't remember." Anatoli said slowly … of course, there was some doubt in his eyes.
Was the sea of God's grace shown by this guy … just an illusion?
It was very embarrassing.
"I know."
Sullivan nodded slowly. He slowly turned around and looked up at the statue of the Holy Father in front of him. He didn't speak. It was still the sea of God's grace that Anatoli felt before he came here.
But in fact, he was … really embarrassed.
But at the same time … he was afraid of something.
…
…
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "
The medical staff wearing hospital uniforms and carrying a stretcher hurriedly pushed the crowd aside and shouted, "Where is the wounded?"
But when they finally arrived, they only saw a pool of blood still attached to the wall, but no one was there. "Where is the wounded? Didn't you say that someone was shot? "
"He was there just now, but … but disappeared in a blink of an eye."
The ambulance squad leader frowned and suddenly said angrily, "You tell me that a person who was shot down and bleeding so much can disappear in front of you in a blink of an eye is actually a magician who can teleport, right?"
"But …"
"Enough! This is a prank! Who called the ambulance just now! "
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