A holy light shot to the sky.
Within the Holy Cathedral of the Fallen Church, the Pope, 3 Cardinals, 6 Saintesses, 12 Archbishops, 36 Divine Mages, and 50 Holy Knights were all gathered here.
"Have you found out the situation?" the Pope asked.
"Yes, in the wilderness behind the Church, many unfamiliar places suddenly appeared. There are abundant resources, countless people, as well as a large territory" a Prophet reported.
An Archbishop knelt on the ground and excitedly said: "Your Holiness, according to the Holy Bible of the Fallen, this situation is extremely rare, but it is a time for us to spread the word, a chance for all of us to earn merit!"
"That's right, I originally thought this was only a legend, who knew it would actually appear" another Archbishop sighed emotionally.
Everyone whispered to each other and discussed animatedly.
An indescribable sense of devotion and excitement enveloped everyone.
— — -this miraculous occurrence proved that the Holy Bible's records were true.
Secondly, conquering an unknown territory and its people, as well as obtaining the wealth there, this was something that could easily make anyone excited.
The Pope swung the scepter in his hand and spoke with a solemn expression: "Pass down the holy decree, everyone gather into an army, we will immediately conquer everything and spread the Fallen Church's holy decree on the new territory!"
"Yes!" everyone responded.
"I will now arrange the manpower. The 3 Cardinals, go and gather the troops, the Divine Mages and Holy Knights are all in position, gather the Divine Army's Punishment, Atonement, and Pacification divisions, I will personally lead the army to the new territory!" the Pope declared.
Everyone loudly cheered.
The entire Fallen Church's war machine had been activated.
In just 2 hours, the various divisions had already gathered, under the Pope's command, they charged through the wilderness towards the new unknown territory.
The closer they got to the unknown territory, the slower the Church's army moved.
Everyone became more cautious.
A scout team approached them from the front. Someone loudly shouted:
"Report — — there is a small town ahead, the security is lax"
"There are a few circus troupes and people in strange clothes, seems to be holding a celebration"
The Pope's tense expression loosened a bit.
He looked at the faraway town, only to see that it was brightly lit, occasionally with fireworks shooting to the sky.
The sound of laughter, frolicking, as well as clapping could be heard from the wind.
— — -sure enough, they were holding some sort of celebration.
"Is there anyone guarding the town?" The Pope asked.
"No — no, there was an old man who seemed to be a commoner. I heard people calling him the gatekeeper. Perhaps his original job was to guard the door," the scout reported.
The hearts of the Archbishops slowly settled down.
It was just a town.
They were completely unprepared and were even holding a celebration.
Then, he looked at his army.
The discipline was strict, the soldiers were sharp, and the armor was firm.
It was too easy to conquer that town.
At the same time, he could also understand the power structure of this new region.
"Pass down my orders. Everyone, launch a surprise attack!"
The Pope ordered loudly.
"Yes!" Everyone responded loudly.
The huge army surged forward just like that.
The armored horse's speed increased.
In just a few dozen breaths, the vanguard had already arrived at the entrance of the small town.
Just as the scout had said, the person guarding the entrance of the town was not a guard, but an old man.
The old man wore slippers and held a fan in his hand as he reclined on a deck chair.
He was smoking contentedly, almost falling asleep.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked outside the town.
"Why are there so many people?" the old man's expression changed.
He jumped up, squinted his eyes, and silently observed the Holy Church's army.
The attire of the Fallen Church — —
Sharp weapons and armor — —
An aggressive army — —
There were even the Pope, Archbishops, Holy Knights, and so on. They were all wearing different attire, holding shining scepters and swords in their hands.
Then, he silently sensed the presence of these people — —
The old man finally realized!
He took a deep breath, turned around, and shouted towards the town: "Surprise! Big surprise! "
"— — the people of the continent's Cospre Alliance are here, everyone come and welcome them!!!!!"
The entire town went silent.
At the very next moment, loud cheers and shouts could be heard all over the place.
The densely packed townspeople rushed to the entrance of the town. Even the performers from the town's circus followed them.
"Whoa, it's true!"
A little girl's eyes glowed as she stared at the heavily guarded Holy Church's army and shouted.
A boy next to her seriously analyzed: "Look, their theme this time is Huang Quan's evil spirits, they're all dressed like that"
The little girl's mother picked her up and pointed at the Pope: "Look, that's their leader, he's the worst of them all"
Everyone laughed along with her.
The Pope's expression was ashen as he ordered: "Everyone, unsheathe your weapons"
Clang!
The uniform sound of weapons being unsheathed could be heard.
The army was filled with killing intent.
This scene was met with even more applause.
The circus clown clapped while speaking from the bottom of his heart: "As expected of the true Cospre Alliance, their attire is meticulous, their expressions are realistic, and their performance is so real"
The little bear next to him took off his hat, revealing himself to be a tall and sturdy man.
The man praised: "So this is what it means to be from a big city, not something a small town circus performer can compare to. As the circus leader, I really need to learn from them"
The Pope couldn't bear to listen any longer.
— — -comparing himself to a circus, this is the worst form of blasphemy!
The Pope chanted an incantation and shouted: "O Lord, grant me the power to flatten this town"
Flatten an entire town, as well as every living being in it. This was a powerful spell, not something a single person could accomplish alone.
All of his cardinals, Archbishops, Saintesses, and Holy Knights chanted their prayers in unison to help the Pope complete this incredibly difficult spell.
A few moments later.
Divine Retribution, Great Earthquake!
Boom boom boom boom boom — — -
The ground began to tremble.
The townspeople's expressions changed, a bit tense, but quickly calmed down.
"Dad, so it's an earthquake spell of this level!" a young boy called out.
"That's right, are you ready?" his father smiled and asked.
"I'm ready" the young boy replied.
Next to the boy — —
"I admire them" the circus clown clenched his fist and spoke excitedly.
"That's right, I also admire them" a man in an elephant costume next to him couldn't help but clap his hands.
"Let our circus do our part as well" the sturdy man in the teddy bear costume said.
"Then — — -"
The people of the circus exchanged glances.
The sturdy man in the teddy bear costume shouted: "I'll control the earthquake"
He silently chanted an incantation as his feet quickly danced on the ground.
Miraculously, as he danced, the tremors of the earth gradually formed a rhythm, a rhythmic beating.
Boom boom boom.
Boom boom boom, boom boom!
Rumble rumble rumble ~
The clown said: "Captain, I'll play Disco"
He took out several dozen instruments, tossed them in the air, and chanted an incantation.
Instantly, the instruments began to play a wild tune in accordance with the rhythm of the earthquake.
The man in the elephant costume had already jumped out and stood on the empty ground, waving at the townspeople.
"Come, everyone, come and dance!"
The man shouted.
Following the music and the earthquake, he began to perform a ghostly dance.
The children couldn't hold it in any longer and cheered as they rushed forward.
Followed by the adults.
And the elderly.
Dong dong dong ~ dong dong dong ~
Dong dong dong dong dong, extremely awkward — —
The atmosphere at the scene reached its climax!
On another side.
The Holy See's army.
The Pope: "…"
The Archbishop: "…"
The Holy Knight: "…"
No — —
The Pope shouted: "Divine Retribution — — Meteor from the sky!"
The Holy See's followers cheered with all their might and chanted the incantation together with the Pope.
Success!
A giant meteor came crashing down from the sky.
The Pope sighed in relief and held onto his scepter to prevent his exhausted body from collapsing.
This is the Meteor technique!
— — -all of you are going to die this time!
The Pope gritted his teeth in thought.
Sure enough, some people among the reveling crowd had already reacted.
"Big sis, look, meteors!" a young boy exclaimed.
"Ahaha, I just learned that in class yesterday, I'll also try one" the girl next to him smiled.
She formed a seal with her hand and chanted the incantation.
A giant meteor shower appeared in the sky.
"Big sis, you're amazing" the young boy cheered.
The girl was also a bit surprised and muttered: "A few days ago, the Holy Wizard sent a message to the entire world saying that everyone's strength would increase by leaps and bounds, no wonder I summoned 30 more …"
Under the sky full of meteors, everyone danced and played along with the Cospre Troupe's performance, enjoying an extremely joyous day.
The Pope was stunned.
He also saw that the meteor shower just now came from a little girl.
In the end, all the meteors were blown away by a stalwart man wearing a teddy bear jacket, turning into sparks of fireworks that floated in the sky like countless glowing balls of light.
The Holy See's army no longer dared to act recklessly.
Blowing away meteors was something they had never even imagined before, they had no idea how to achieve such a feat.
What the fuck — —
What the fuck kind of world is this?
Everyone was thinking the same thing.
While the Pope was stunned, the old man from before suddenly stood in front of him.
The old man had a serious expression on his face.
"What an excellent performance! On behalf of everyone in our town, I thank you for your passionate performance "the old man sincerely said.
The Pope opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.
The old man took out a bag of money from his chest and shoved it into the Pope's hand while he was trying to avoid it.
"Take it, a small token of our country folk"
Token …
The Pope looked down at the bag of money and couldn't help it anymore.
"Mayor sir, I have a question" the Pope said.
"Speak" the old man grinned.
"Who is … the strongest person in your town?" the Pope carefully asked.
"Ahahaha, I'm sorry to ask, but our town only has a single Deity, look — — that teddy bear over there" the old man pointed at the dance floor.
"— — -he's a Deity of Holy Light, recently unemployed, he returned to town and started a circus"
The Pope also looked at the teddy bear.
Only to see the teddy bear dancing, controlling the [Great Earthquake] technique.
— — -in truth, the earthquake should have ended a long time ago, but under the teddy bear's precise control, the ground turned into a dance floor.
What kind of power is this!
This requires an unreasonably deep understanding of the Laws.
"Unemployed?" the Pope muttered in shock.
"That's right, there are Deities everywhere right now, it's hard for low-level Deities to find a job"
The old man appeared worried and patted the Pope's shoulder:
"Your Cospre Union came from a big city, so you should have a common language with him — — after the harvest party is over, we can talk to him and console him a bit"
The Pope fell into a long silence.
For some reason — —
He felt something deep inside his heart crumbling.
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