The scar is moving.
That ugly crack on the land is inching closer to the sacred Paradise, and the entire Northern District is already shrouded in the shadow of demons!
When it was detected that the Sky City was massing troops, the Border Prison dropped all pretense.
The speed of movent skyrocketed instantly!
At a pace of several kiloters per hour, it began to 'dash' straight towards the Northern District!
The previous trains and plundering, even the bizarre regions causing disturbances outside, were all re diversions by the enemies of God. The real weapon aid at the church was the crack at the edge directly overlapping with the Illusion Dream!
I gave my house to you!
Surprised? Unexpected?
The scar moves silently forward, under the observation of Sky City, unabashedly heading towards the Central City of the Northern District.
Although the speed is so slow, incomparable to any vehicle, barely more than walking, when that massive fissure begins to inch towards the city, it stirs a chaotic torrent.
Nurous chaoses repelled from the city are drawn once again, gathering around the scar. Those bizarre transformations of reality ceaselessly revolve like thick armor, blocking the descending fierce lights from the sky.
On the ground, the rails grow like living creatures, constantly extending, with trains patrolling around, occasionally revealing armored iron dragons soaring from the fissure.
Hell, in the most literal sense, is coming.
Even before arrival, the Central City of the Northern District has already plunged into chaos, with fearful believers abandoning the city in droves. Amidst the chaos, there are even fanatic believers organizing themselves to launch an attack on the scar and the fissure...
Let's just say the idea was good, but it would be better not to think about it.
Anyway, all those little snacks delivered to the doorstep are gladly accepted by Ji Jue, who even opened a new production line to entertain them, catering to different tastes and needs from sheet tal to welding.
Our Border Prison is indeed too humane!
Facing the relentlessly advancing Border Prison, at this mont, the Central Sanctuary of Sky City is plunged into silence. Staring at stacks of bad news being delivered in batches, no sound can be made; only the dutiful scribe, sweating profusely, forced himself to report:
"The scar has officially entered the Northern District."
"The Divine Light strikes have continued for more than two days, with no effect achieved."
"The first line of defense on the ground has been torn apart, the Evangelical Army has scattered, and the legion commander is missing."
"The second line of remote strikes has been deployed."
"Border Prison's dragon has risen, alarming, the Devotion Army took severe damage, asking for aid..."
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"Alright, stop reading."
The Pope waved dismissively, looking at the Cardinal Council before him: "Let's discuss, gentlen. Why the silence? Weren't you all bold talkers, gesturing grandly in the past? Now is precisely when Sky City needs people. Surely you won't remain silent?"
After a brief silence, many eyes interlocked, yet no one spoke until finally, under the stern gaze of the Pope, soone was forcibly chosen.
The selected elder wiped the sweat from his head and hesitated for a mont before finally speaking: "Now that the Border Prison has fallen, and the demon flas are rampant, the conspiracy must be massive, and the situation is precarious, a challenge not encountered in decades. I think the top priority should be to stop the scar's movent and spread.
However, as long as we unite and respond cautiously, we will surely be able to clear the demon flas and restore peace to the Divine Country."
"..."
Silence, a prolonged silence, everyone stared, looking at him.
Their expressions looked as if they had eaten feces.
Is that it? Is that all you have to say? You might as well have said nothing!
When asked for an opinion, you're not supposed to just summarize the situation!
After going on for a long ti, he just repeated what everyone already knew, with no effective action at all, it was all nonsense!
For a mont, everyone instinctively looked at the Pope, who remained outwardly calm, showing no emotion, simply turning to another person.
"Continue."
With soone already stumbling before them, the others were suddenly emboldened to speak. After all, no matter what they said, it couldn't be worse than that old fool, could it?
Mobilize all forces to encircle the scar, urgently evacuate the Central City believers, activate Sky City's doomsday weapons and so on. Under collective brainstorming, it seed they were starting to co up with a tumultuous plan.
Until soone courageously spoke softly from the crowd: "Faced with adversity, why not report to the Holy God and completely uproot the Border Prison..."
In an instant, silence fell again.
At the top, the Pope's cold gaze fixed on him, with an aura of harshness and darkness, scrutinizing him as if trying to discern his true intentions.
After a long ti, he slowly asked: "If for such a trivial matter, there's a need for the Holy God to personally handle it, then what do we need you for?"
"The Pope speaks extrely well, extrely well indeed!"
"A re demonic scourge, just a minor affliction, how could it possibly be worthy of bothering the Holy God?"
"Indeed, indeed!"
For a mont, the room was filled with voices nodding in agreent, until the Pope finally lost interest in continuing to waste ti.
"Enough, the foolishness should be sufficient. I shall not deal with the sin of testing the gods for now. Keeping you all in the Sky City is to help the Holy God in critical tis.
There's no need for repetitive old talk; it's ti for you to contribute so effort."
He slowly said, "I propose to activate the Divine Radiance, illuminating the Divine Country. What are your thoughts?"
In an instant, the once-silent eting room boiled over, everyone's expressions beca tense as they stood up to speak. But then the roaring sound echoed as angels filed in, pinning each Cardinal to their seats.
"The situation has co to this, with the infernal flas of the Border Prison rampant, if we desire to strike swiftly and completely eradicate the root, sacrifices may be inevitable.
The Sky City has taken care of you for so long, it's ti for you to be of so use."
The Pope ignored the pleas and curses, slowly rising: "At most, it's rely to be used as sacrificial offerings. After enjoying such long-lasting wealth and luxury, what's there to regret?
Take them away, blend them into the Divine Radiance, make them all into vessels—wait, not this person."
He paused, selecting the old person who spoke first, yet didn't wait for their tearful gratitude before coldly waving his hand: "To offend so greatly, making a vessel would also sully the holy light, burn him, make it quick."
With that, he waved his sleeve and left the eting room.
The heavy doors closed, silencing all curses and pleas.
Amidst the dead silence, a trembling scribe prostrated on the ground, hearing the Pope's words: "Convey my orders, the day of destruction for the heretical sinners has arrived. Mobilize the defenses on all sides, deploy the Heavenly City's legion and knights.
The mont the Divine Radiance descends will be the ti for the holy war to comnce!
At any cost, without regard for losses, annihilate all heresies!"
A mont later, the majestic, vast bell tolled from the top of the Sky City, the call to war spreading from the heights of the Divine Country, reaching all directions.
In each Sacred Place, the descending angels brought forth divine decrees. Soon after, in the central cities of all regions, every Main Priest of the Sacred Places conveyed the Pope's order. Within a day, gather all the believers to conduct major prayer ceremonies for the departing legions, invoking the protection and blessing of the Holy God!
Soon, within a few short hours, countless dense crowds gathered at the sound of the bells, and under the guidance of the sacrificial priests, the sounds of prayers and hymns resounded across the heavens and earth.
Even in the storm-ridden Northern District, the believers forgot the imminent scars, each one forgetting their worries and fears. With unprecedented devotion, they wept in prayer, yearning for the descent of the gods to annihilate them!
At that mont, beams of fierce light descended from the sky.
After the great gates of the Sky City opened, pure white radiance instantly illuminated the entire world!
Divine Power!
Divine Power descended among humanity!
The modifications from the Church began once again, dispersing the rampant dream chaos, forcibly driving them to the corners and edges of the Divine Country.
Under the illumination and cleansing of the Divine Radiance, all living things outside the central cities turned to ash, mountains collapsed, and rivers evaporated.
In the end, countless ashes gathered, forming a stark, shocking pallor.
And amidst this endless pallor, the slowly extending scar...so unsightly!
As endless faith rose up, the howling Cardinals on the altar burned in the magnificent, dazzling torrent of divine power, dissolved, and ultimately beca relics as if cast in gold. Thus, they truly beca holy objects imbued with boundless divine power!
Imdiately, heedless of the risk of being entirely consud, soone retrieved the holy objects and reverently placed them on a tray.
The holy objects too radiated the light of the Divine Radiance.
Wherever the light passed, the angels kneeling to receive orders trembled violently, and Rebirth began.
The wings of flesh and blood were swiftly ignited by invisible flas, burned away, replaced by wings of light composed of radiant glows.
The shackles of the past were released, unimaginable power injected into the bodies of every fervently chanting angel, transforming them instantly into giants several ters tall, with their magnificent, sacred armor shining, the spears in their hands igniting in flas.
As if countless armies from Heaven descended, bathed in endless radiant light, delivering judgnt and destruction to all!
Not just that...
In the central city, each kneeling believer raised their head, gazing at the holy objects descending from the heavens, with their eyes filled with fanaticism!
They forgot their nas, forgot their past, forgot everything, leaving only pure faith.
Under the blessing of the Divine Radiance, pairs of light wings unfolded from their backs, and one angel after another tore apart their old shells, ascending from their once-mundane forms. Countless believers were temporarily transford into angels in an instant!
At this mont, everyone within the Illusion Dream had beco weapons of the gods!
"The sacred day to eradicate heresy has arrived! The mont to annihilate the demon hordes and restore the glory of the Divine Country is near!"
The raspy voice of the Pope resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "Today, the wrath of the gods will also descend, until all heretics and sinners are burned to ashes!"
As the words fell, the gates of the Sky City reopened once more.
[Heavenly Punishnt] initiated!
Then, a new sun ford from beyond the infinite radiant gates, exhaling boundless flas, hanging high above the scar crevice.
Locked onto the existence of the Border Prison, it crashed down with a thunderous roar!
From this mont forth, unless one side was completely exterminated, the holy war that would never cease finally comnced!
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