"Your Majesty the Pope, you seem to favor one and discriminate against the other. Today is the wedding day of me and Ruyue. If I remember correctly, she is also one of the three saintesses of the Church of Light." Longyi made a bitter smile and said.
Charles smiled and said: "This is just my concern for my daughter as a father. I am not favoring one and discriminating against the other. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to preside over the wedding ceremony of you two tonight."
He preside? Longyi suddenly understood. Just a moment ago, he heard Nalan Wuji saying that he was waiting for a person. It turned out to be Charles. No wonder he had a complacent smile on his face.
"Everyone, get up. It's almost time." Charles silently removed the barrier shrouding him and Longyi and indifferently said in a dignified voice. Just a moment ago, no third person had heard the conversation between him and Longyi.
"Today is the wedding day of my church's saintess Nalan Ruyue and Ximen Yu. This is a sacred moment. This is the decree of Lord Light God. After today, under the holy light of Lord Light God, Blue Waves Continent will have a more beautiful tomorrow." Charles' clear voice reverberated in the hall and the halo of light magic elements on his body became even more brilliant. It seemed as if at this moment, Light God had truly arrived in person.
Longyi secretly curled his lips. What the hell? Isn't he just a big swindler?
After he finished speaking, everyone piously clasped their hands together and muttered something. Longyi turned his head and looked at Nalan Ruyue. He saw that she was even more pious. Light aura was circulating around her body, making her appear incomparably holy.
"Forget it, having faith isn't necessarily a good thing. At least there is a kind of spiritual sustenance." Long Yi sighed. Of course, he was also somewhat worried. Whatever the Church of Light wanted her to do, he feared that she would do it without hesitation. If in the future, he and the Church of Light would become like fire and water, then what should he do at that time? Would she become his enemy or betray the church? Although he was unwilling to admit it, but Longyi still felt that the former was the most likely.
At this time. Charles raised his hands and made a few dazzling movements in the air. A white light flashed, and the entire banquet hall suddenly became misty. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the fog, and the eight-winged God of Light statue appeared in front of everyone.
With a swoosh, everyone knelt down.
"Illusion?" Longyi frowned and channeled his inner force into his eyes. His pupils instantly shone with a divine light, and the illusion in his eyes completely disappeared.
Child's play. Long Yi said in disdain. Although Charles is strong, he is obviously not good at illusions. In his previous life, there was an expert in illusions in the Dragon Group. That was a true illusionary technique, as if it was real, killing without a trace, able to trap a magnificent army within. What kind of power was that?
Charles saw that Longyi was unmoved. His eyes still revealed a disdainful look. His expression couldn't help but stiffen, but it quickly returned to normal. In his heart, however, he was not pleased. This brat had hidden his strength well, and his strength was far beyond his expectations. Not only could he avoid his spiritual pressure, but he was also disdainful of his illusions. He knew that this guy, who was famous for his lasciviousness, was definitely not that easy to control. Moreover, what made Charles most afraid was that Longyi was still in the growth stage. He was only in his early twenties, but he already had such strength. His future achievements were limitless.
Kill him? The killing intent in Charles' heart couldn't help but emerge again. Once he went against him, it would be a very troublesome thing.
But very quickly, this kind of killing intent was concealed in the bottom of his heart, because after listening to the report of his subordinates, he had already decided to rope him in, that is, firmly bind him to his own camp. Nalan Ruyue being able to marry Long Yi so smoothly, Charles's contribution couldn't go unnoticed. As long as Nalan Ruyue was controlled, as her husband, could Longyi still escape? Thinking until here, Charles relaxed in his heart. If one Nalan Ruyue wasn't enough, he didn't mind adding Dongfang Kexin.
"Light God, please bestow your holy blessing on this pair of loyal believers, wash away all misfortune and sorrow. Nalan Ruyue, Ximen Yu, kneel down and ask for the blessing of Light God." Charles' gentle voice became somewhat erratic.
The corner of Longyi's mouth twitched. This old fellow was definitely doing this on purpose. He wanted him to kneel down. Just a moment ago, he could still refute him with the reason of equality, but now, he had the pressure of Light God. If he didn't kneel down, it would be rebelling against Light God. Although Longyi didn't have a good impression of that eight-winged birdman, but now was a special time. He didn't want to become enemies with the entire Blue Waves Continent. This was very unwise.
Longyi shrugged his shoulders and slowly bent his knees. But if one looked carefully, they would see that there was still a small distance between his knees and the ground. He didn't really want to kneel down.
Charles naturally saw through Longyi's little trick, but he didn't intend to get entangled with him. His hands slightly moved, and that illusion of Light God suddenly opened its eyes. Then its hands sprinkled with holy light which shone directly on Longyi and Nalan Ruyue.
Everyone was confused by the illusion. All of them prostrated themselves on the ground and worshiped with incomparable devotion. There was no lack of experts among them, but why were they so easily confused by the illusion? It wasn't that their willpower wasn't strong enough, rather, they simply didn't think that this illusion was fake. Because they believed in Light God, moreover, they basically didn't doubt Light Pope Charles.
After a long time, the holy light from the hands of Light God slowly weakened, and it began to slowly fade. Finally, it was annihilated in the air. The banquet hall once again regained its splendor. Nothing seemed to have changed. Everyone woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. Each and every one of them was extremely excited. They thought that they had personally witnessed the arrival of a miracle.
"We will meet again, Ximen Yu." The words of Light Pope Charles resounded in Longyi's ears, and he disappeared from the banquet hall along with the illusion of Light God.
Of course, I look forward to our next meeting, Charles. Long Yi said with a trace of a strange smile on his face.
After Charles' departure, everything returned to the normal track. At this time, the traditional ceremony of Gang Lan Empire began.
Although the ceremony was cumbersome, it was still much better than that of the Dragon Empire. This night, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves to the fullest. However, Nalan Wuji's two jars of Sea Soul were mostly drunk by Longyi, which made him endlessly distressed.
Before the end of the night, Longyi was lying on the big bed in Nalan Ruyue's boudoir. The crashing sound of sea waves rushed over, and the sea breeze blew the curtain on the balcony. The salty and moist smell of the sea spread over. Accompanying the sea waves to sleep, it was really a very pleasant thing.
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