Chapter 464: Chapter 273: Ignition of the Divine Fire_2
Everyone looked curiously at the small flame in Ange’s hand, their faces filled with shock.
“Is this... the Divine Fire?” Shamara squeezed her hands incessantly, feeling an uncontrollable urge to reach out, but something was stopping her.
“This is indeed the Divine Fire, but why is it here?” Negris asked irritably.
What a strange coincidence, the moment Ange ignited the Divine Fire, Shamara teleported here through the Teleportation Array. It must have been her Predictive Ability at play again.
Shamara, somewhat stunned, said, “I felt something good was going to happen here.”
Negris, both envious and jealous, said, “Your Divine Technique is really useful. Next time something good happens to me, remember to tell me.”
Shamara breathed out a sigh and quickly agreed, “Alright, alright.”
She had benefited too much from Ange and felt a bit ashamed. If she could help Ange and others with her Predictive Ability, she would be very happy.
After a few brief words, everyone’s attention turned back to Ange’s hand. The burning question was, why did Ange randomly ignite the Divine Fire?
Even Ange was clueless, “I don’t know. I was farming, and it ignited.”
Hands on her hips, Negris mulled, “This is the Torch of the God of Farming. You’ve mentioned before that it was growing. Why has it suddenly ignited now? Could it be because you’ve been sowing crops and that made it grow? Impossible, crops can’t generate Faith Elemental Force. Did you feel it grow when you were cultivating seaweed?”
Ange shook his head.
“Could it be because you’re so good at sowing seaweed that the Sea People started worshipping you? That’s not right. There are only a few Sea People, even if they have devout belief, it’s not enough to ignite the Divine Fire. Besides, the Torch was growing before those Sea People even met you.” Negris mused to herself.
After ruling out these possibilities, Negris suggested, “There’s only one possibility left. You sold the grains to Anthony, he distributed the grains, and the faith dedicated by those believers who received the help ignited the Torch of the God of Farming.”
“Is it really possible?” Lisa asked curiously. “The disaster victims may not know that you cultivated the grains. How could they dedicate their faith?”
To dedicate faith, one must at least know who they are worshipping – a God’s name for example. Only by sharing the common belief can the Faith Elemental Force tie the unconscious believers together to form a complete network.
When Anthony distributed the grains, he wouldn’t tell everyone that these were Ange’s crops. The disaster victims would only thank the Church of Light and worship the Light if they wanted to worship anything. How could any power possibly feedback to Ange?
Negris shrugged, she didn’t know either, but this was the most likely reason after ruling out all the impossible ones.
It was simple to find out. Keep selling the grains.
Alice’s tribe only had dozens of sea people. Judging from the situation, was the whole tribe seeking refuge?
Ange’s gaze passed over Alice and her people, and landed behind them.
As if sensing Ange’s gaze, a beautiful woman slowly emerged from the water, standing barefoot on the water surface.
Golden pupils, white skirts, blonde hair, bare feet, holding a hammer, sacred yet strange.
Seeing the one-handed hammer in her hand, Negris exclaimed, “Life-saving Hammer? Are you the Goddess of Redemption?”
Excitement appeared on Shamara’s face, and she couldn’t wait to yell, “Luna!”
Luna’s phantom floated up from her body, seriously saying, “I see her, be careful, the Goddess of Redemption is not easy to deal with.”
Having said that, the figure of Luna enveloped Shamara, engendering the Holy Spirit Armor, a pair of True Wings and two pairs of Light Wings.
While others had difficulty summoning a single Holy Spirit, the one fusing with Shamara was a Supreme Holy Spirit, a Six-winged Archangel, Wisdom Angel Luna.
Shamara excitedly said, “It’s her, it’s her, she’s the one who stole my faith.”
As she said this, she was about to rush forward.
Just then, a beam of light shot out, illuminating the Goddess of Redemption.
The little angel opened her light wings, pushed forward with her palms, and had a delighted expression, she could fight again.
As the light faded, half of the Goddess of Redemption’s body disappeared.
Negris was stunned, “Is she so weak? Is she really the Goddess of Redemption?”
Before the words were finished, a column of black light appeared, the little zombie hastily retaliated with a Breath of Death shockwave.
After the light beam disappeared, the Goddess of Redemption disappeared completely.
However, the aura of the Goddess of Redemption did not disappear, but was rapidly increasing. A projection gradually revealed where her body had disappeared.
Ange looked at the light figure, and suddenly said, “She seems to be transforming the damage into power.”
Ange’s words made Negris tremble, recalling a legend, “Redemption, it’s redemption, this is the divine technique of the Goddess of Redemption.”