"I'm really sorry that I have to meet with the messenger of God in such a place."
The blonde … long haired young lady walks in front of me. Then, she forms the textbook standard Cross Church etiquette in front of her chest and speaks with a respectful tone.
If any uninformed Cross Church believer were to see this scene and recognize the identity of the young lady, they would probably immediately choose to believe in Allah. The highest spiritual leader of the English Puritanism, Archbishop Laura actually shows such a respectful attitude towards a metahuman from a school city. This is even more unacceptable than Jesus Christ being a woman.
However, I am currently thinking about another matter.
"That, if it's possible, can you speak English?"
Even with a series of language translation mechanisms and a massive amount of memory, I still managed to barely understand what Rolla was saying. However, speaking a single sentence in this situation was even more difficult than learning a foreign language again — should I say that this Archbishop who had unexpectedly gone off the rails really did have various hidden powers that he didn't seem to be showing?
Yep, strength in all aspects.
I observe the young lady in front of me without batting an eyelid. All kinds of data are swiftly gathered in my head and I upload it to a Schilling computer that happens to be free.
Her true age is probably several times older than me. Although it might be a little rude to say it, but this' young lady 'who seems to be only 17 or 18 years old is really an' old woman 'as I had guessed previously. However, I don't know what method she used, but she actually erased this part of her age and even extended her lifespan to more than 10 times that of an ordinary human. Furthermore, all of her physiological aging processes have almost stopped … I don't dare to think about whether she can achieve immortality or not, but before the arrival of the next millennium, this Archbishop will definitely continue to be young. But why do I suddenly feel all kinds of subtle feelings in my heart? Aresta is an old monster who uses science and technology to extend his lifespan to a theoretical thousands of years. The Laura in front of me isn't inferior to him in any way. Are all the rulers of this world transmigrated from Qin Shi Huang?
However, Laura doesn't pay attention to my gaze. She is concerned about another matter. "Ah, Lord Angel, what you mean … I don't really understand."
Although she said that, the sudden blush on her face and her slightly bewildered demeanor showed that the most powerful bishop known as the vixen seemed to have thought of something.
Steele's expression tensed up subtly, as if he was trying his best to hold back something. Then, he coughed and said, "Your Excellency, I think what the Angel means is that it's best for you to change to a language that both of us can understand. At least, don't use this kind of … thing that seems to be Japanese."
"Eh?!" Laura exclaimed in a low voice. She then covered her mouth awkwardly and said in a panic, "My Japanese … My Japanese should be completely fine! Lord Angel must mean something else! "
"Rolla, right?" I finally felt helpless against the unconscious side of the young girl in front of me. "There is one thing that might not be easy for you to accept, but it is news from heaven …"
"Yes!"
No matter how panicked he was, after hearing the words "news from the Kingdom of Heaven", Rolla immediately became serious. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and closed his eyes slightly. With a solemn expression, he welcomed the upcoming "admonishment". Even Steele, who had always been acting like a ruffian, immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand and did the same action.
"In fact … Rolla, your Japanese problem … has already been thrown to the heavens. Even God knows about it …"
This is the truth. According to Bubble, Jingle has also started to read magic recently.
"So, let's still talk in English."
"Pfft!!"
An earth-shattering sound was heard. Steele finally couldn't control himself and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. On the other hand, Laura suddenly widened her eyes and a face of despair appeared on her face. "Is this true?"
Yup, this time she finally switched to English.
"Speaking of which, as a high-ranking leader of the Cross Religion, it really surprised me that you would personally go deep into a scientific stronghold like the campus city." Looking at the 'young girl' who had completely fallen into a state of despair because of the language problem, I awkwardly changed the topic. "What's the matter? Or is it just a pilgrimage? "
No matter how black-bellied she was, Laura was still an extremely devout believer of the Cross Religion. After knowing that a 'God' had personally arrived at the campus city, it was possible for her to specially rush over for a pilgrimage. As long as she was a fanatical believer, it was normal for her to do such an irrational thing.
"As a servant of the Lord, after hearing that an Angel has descended upon the earth, no matter how dangerous the place is, I should come and listen to her orders. Isn't this a very normal thing?"
When Laura said these words, her expression was extremely serious. However, how much of the truth in her words was questionable. Just based on the words of Steele and the others, it was still unknown how much Laura would believe in the identity of our 'God's Envoy'. Furthermore, it was a group of 'Angel Tour Group' that was completely out of touch with the legends and could even be described as smearing the reputation of Heaven. As a devout believer of the Pope level, would she really believe in such nonsense?
However … it seemed that in this world where the forces were intertwined with each other, it would be much easier to find a group of subordinates that were pleasing to the eye and relatively obedient. At the very least, I was quite interested in the 'Angel' that Lin Xue prophesied would cause a world-scale disaster.
Compared to the cunning Aresta who didn't think normally, I still felt that the fox woman in front of me, who was equally cunning but could at least be tamed with faith, was much better.
"You should have heard from Old Smoker." Stroking my chin, I said slowly, "Although we have a good relationship with God, the real God and the God that you believe in are two completely different concepts. We don't really care about your beliefs, and the God and Angels that you worship aren't us."
"Such things are meaningless," Laura said with a smile. "Faith lies in our hearts. Believing in God, worshipping the Angels, and spreading the glory of the Lord. These are all wishes that come from our hearts. Even if the Lord — Ah, please forgive my sins — Even if the Lord doesn't exist, what does it matter?"
"As the Archbishop, your point of view is really unique …" I listened to the words that came out of Laura's mouth, dumbfounded. I sighed from the bottom of my heart, "You can't be a spy, right?"
Actually, I was more curious about how Laura, who had such an unconventional way of thinking, managed to mix into the Cross Church and swindle until now.
"The Lord exists, and because we believe in him, he exists in our hearts," Laura explained. "Then, as long as you are the Lord's Envoy, you are the lord that I should worship. But before that, I wonder if I am qualified to feel the glory of the Lord?"
As expected … Do I need a letter of introduction from God?
This woman didn't seem to be that simple. From a certain perspective, she should be one of those "rational fanatics". Unconditional faith, unquestioning worship. Even if she knew that the God she believed in was an idol created by humans, she would still offer all of her devotion. Even if she knew that no one would listen to her prayers, she would still be willing to preach tirelessly. What she believed in wasn't the Yahweh in the scriptures, but the God in her heart. In psychology, we call this phenomenon … In any case, it was a very strange psychological phenomenon.
Laura looked at me with curiosity in her eyes. It seemed that she didn't completely doubt the news that Steele brought back. After all, he was her trusted aide. She still had this bit of trust in him. Right now, she wanted to see the so-called "glory of the Lord" with her own eyes.
"Alaya, prepare a Shadow Space."
The patented technology of the Shiring Apostles, Shadow Space. Even though it was fake, it was a world creation technique that had reached the level of creating something out of nothing. The principle behind it seemed to be to copy existing information from the existing world to achieve the effect of creating matter in a parallel universe. To the people of Earth, this was a miracle that they wouldn't be able to come into contact with in ten thousand years. However, to the Schilling Apostles, it was something akin to a "tent" that was essential for their home and travel. The Shadow Space that Pandora created replicated the entire K City, while Alaya's Shadow Space recreated a portion of her own residence on her mother planet. It shouldn't be a problem to use it to fool the Archbishop, right?
"Don't move around recklessly later. If you damage public property, you will be fined twice the original price." After saying so, I spread out both of my hands in a dignified manner.
"Eh?" Laura and Steele were astonished at the same time. Presumably, their original intention was to make the Angel appear so that they could go on a "pilgrimage". They didn't even think of my intentions.
In my opinion, even though I didn't doubt Rolla's magical attainments, Aresta wasn't a fool after all. It was hard to say if he had any other methods to monitor the movements here. Rather than bearing such a risk, it would be better to move to a safer location.
At this moment, the surrounding space finally began to change.
Everything near and far seemed to have been disturbed, shaking slightly. Apart from the few of us standing here, it was as if everything had become an illusory projection. The information from the material plane unwillingly chose to retreat under the influence of Alaya's will, and the connection between us and this world was rapidly weakening.
"What — is — going — on — here —"
Steele opened his mouth in astonishment. However, due to the delay caused by the turbulence of space, or rather, the delay caused by the laws of the world not being able to deal with it in time, his voice sounded laughably like the drawn-out sound of a tape recorder running out of power.
Then, everything in the surroundings shattered like glass, and a pure white halo suddenly descended, enveloping everything.
After the halo dissipated, we appeared in a dark garden.
Dark, please allow me to use such a word to describe the garden, because there didn't seem to be a sky here. Above our heads was a dark, chaotic space without any source of light. However, this space didn't seem to require light in order for us to see our surroundings. Beneath our feet was a ground made of some kind of pure white jade, and beside it was a fan-shaped parterre. There were all sorts of unknown flowers and plants planted in the parterre, presumably plants unique to Schilling's home planet. A little further away, white Roman-styled stone pillars formed three arcs, surrounding the garden which had a diameter of about a hundred meters. Beyond the walls of the stone pillars was a vast expanse of boundless chaotic clouds that kept surging, as if blocking something from coming from the other side. According to Alaya's introduction, that place was a lawless zone that was connected to the void. Because it was a parallel space that was formed in an instant, the area of this accelerated version of the shadow space was rather limited, and it seemed that Dumbo didn't have the time to create a reasonable sky for it.
Golden light gradually appeared in the surrounding air and gathered into the form of a young girl. Alaya made an extravagant entrance as usual, flapping her three-meter-wide wings slightly. Immediately, the dark garden was filled with a holy white light. It was obvious that the white jade stones had a strong affinity with the holy light, and under the influence of Alaya's power, they all emanated a milky white halo, giving this gray space the feeling of heaven.
Using yourself as a source of light, huh … Alaya, you're really good at this.
"This … This place is …"
Steele wasn't an idiot. He, who was well-versed in magic, had long since discovered that he had entered a completely unfamiliar space. In fact, even the air was filled with energy that was different from that of Earth. Correspondingly, under the influence of the Holy Light which had a strong affinity with them, part of the spiritual power in his and Zola's bodies, which was generated by their faith, was unprecedentedly restless. It was even more active than when they were baptized in the Holy Cathedral — no matter what form of magic they used, as long as the idol they worshiped was in the form of an angel, they were destined to be unable to escape the influence of the power of the Holy Light. This was a universal law that was forcefully injected into every world due to the "existence" of the Gods of the Star Domain. I was truly fascinated by those perverts who could define the attributes of the world just by their "existence" …
"Welcome to heaven. Yep, even if it's just a small garden beside the guard office — you should know that mortals are basically unable to withstand even a single strand of the light of heaven. Only this place can temporarily receive humans like you."
Since no one was going to expose me, I might as well make it up.
"If it's possible, even if I have to sacrifice my life to receive that light …"
Zola was no longer as calm as a mountain at the start. At this moment, she was clasping her hands in front of her chest. Her eyes were filled with an obvious fanaticism. As a devout believer, to actually have such an experience of entering "heaven", it was obvious that her adrenaline was overflowing.
"Even if you sacrifice your life, you won't be able to withstand it." How could I possibly have the light of heaven to give to her? Instead, a large amount of Void Radiation could be seen everywhere. "That is the truth of the world, something that you can't understand and don't need to understand. Also, that old smoker over there — The Bible says that smoking is strictly forbidden within a hundred meters of heaven, don't you know that?"
"Cough cough …" Steele coughed violently a few times. Then, he threw his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it to extinguish it. "Is this written in the Bible?"
"From now on, it is." Zola frowned in dissatisfaction. The seriousness in her tone made me doubt that this Archbishop would really add this rule into the Bible.
I suddenly felt that this was very interesting … Why don't we play a little more?
"I say," With a helpless gaze, I shook my head and looked at the bewildered Steele. Then, I pointed at the ground with my chin. "You better take this thing back before the Town Security comes."
Steele was stunned. "There are Town Security in heaven?"
On the other hand, Zola seemed to be going crazy as she shouted at Steele, "You idiot! Pick up the cigarette butt!!! "
To be able to make the calm Dili Zola go crazy, it seems that I have succeeded in tricking her.
"Alright, let's get down to business."
I sat down on a stone chair at the side. Alaya immediately moved closer to me and placed his wings on my lap. Before I took out the comb, a thought suddenly popped into my mind. If I were to spread a tablecloth on his wings to make tea, I wonder how this stupid angel would react?
"First of all, the purpose of your visit. Yup, even though the descent of an angel is a rather important matter for the Cross Church, I don't think that you are so fanatical that you would even put aside the cautiousness of the Archbishop."
After confirming our 'identities', Zola was obviously much more respectful. Even though the Archbishop was also the spokesperson of Jehovah, compared to an angel who truly stood by God's side, she was still a level lower. Thus, she immediately lowered her head and replied, "The main reason is to verify whether your arrival is real or not. Furthermore, I heard from Steele that you hope that the English Puritans can help the Kingdom of Heaven to search for the lost angel. As the Archbishop of the English Puritans, I think that it would be better for me to listen to this command personally."
It sounded nice — — This way, a casual command of mine was directly elevated to the level of an oracle from the Kingdom of Heaven. Then, it would be equivalent to worshipping the English Puritans as the orthodox religion. The meaning was obvious: Even the Roman Orthodox Church was unable to obtain God's approval. Thus, God passed down his will to the English Puritans. This vixen really knew how to scheme.
Making use of each other, at least in my opinion, that was the case.
"We are also clear about what happened. An angel was separated from everyone. I will state in advance that I can't tell you about this angel's rank, name, or ability because it isn't something that I can say," I casually made up a story. Then, Zola's face immediately showed a disappointed expression, "Your mission is to find her as soon as possible. However, due to the fact that the other party is rather special, do not rashly come into contact with her after discovering her tracks. Instead, you should inform me as soon as possible. Do you understand this point?"
Zola nodded, "Although I don't really understand, if it is an order from the Kingdom of Heaven, I will definitely obey it."
Seriously, every single word she said was an order from the Kingdom of Heaven. She had completely placed the English Puritans on the position of God's trusted followers!
"Yup, that would be for the best. This way, there shouldn't be a need to look for the Roman Orthodox Church."
I nodded solemnly. Then, Zola immediately showed a regretful expression, "Ah, that is really a pity. The Roman Orthodox Church will lose the glory of serving the Lord because of this."
Do you believe that I won't change my mind!?
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