Chapter 95: Power of Faith

Chapter 95: Power of Faith



As their gazes landed on the holy gold light, their eyes started burning with an intensity that they had never felt before.

"Ah!"

Loya and others screamed in pain that pierced through their very souls.

Adam immediately looked away and tried covering his eyes with his hand, but the piercing light went between his fingers and continued to sear his retinas.

"Drop your crosses, fools!" He shouted painfully.

"N-no!" Tim shouted while his eyes were literally lit in flames. "This is God's warmth. I have dreamed of this day!"

"We'll die!" Adam screamed. "If you don't quit the ceremony, right now!"

"W-we have dreamed of this for so long!" Loya screamed. "If we die, we'll be embraced by the warm glow of divinity."

"This God is not real!" Adam screamed. "You'll just wake back up from darkness and respawn!"

"H-how could you say that?" Loya asked with bloodied eyes. "You have been touched by God. Yet, you don't seem to believe in His godly powers."

"Aren't you part of the church?" Tim asked. "Why does your faith seem... so weak?"

"I am not part of the church!" Adam shouted while backing away from the light. "You guys

just assumed so. I don't know why I have the power of holiness. I don't remember ever praying or being touched by so-called God!"

"W-what?" Loya seemed shocked.

"No wonder..." Tim whispered. "I was wondering why you're so young-looking. That explains a lot..."

The light seemed to intensify, and it was already impossible to open the eyes.

"Tch, just stop the ceremony!" Adam screamed.

"Our faith is not this weak." Tim said and forcefully opened his eyes, looking straight at the blinding light.

Loya and others slowly opened their eyes and spread their arms around, as if they were trying to hug the warm light.

"These... fools." Adam looked annoyed. "It's not real..."

...

Several years ago.

"O', God of the Old and the New..."

Chants reverberated throughout a cathedral, echoing off the ancient and golden walls.

Thousands of white-robed figures knelt in perfect unison, their voices rising in a melodious chorus.

It was the annual sacrifice day, a solemn event that had been passed down through generations.

It was a day to honor the gods and ensure a bountiful harvest for the year ahead.

On the top balcony of the cathedral, six figures watched the ceremony, all already dressed in their armor, as if they were preparing to leave for a battle at a moments notice.

A gentle-looking woman had her hands in prayer. She was gently swaying her head back and forth, whispering silent words to herself.

"Sigh..."

Leaning against the railing, a man with muscular build, with a back-sized shield on the back and a long-hilted sword in the belt, was staring off towards the altar.

"Adam, are you not interested in the ceremony?" A beautiful woman with a rosy tint on her cheeks walked next to him, looking at him with a smile.

"Not really, Sapphira." Adam shrugged as he turned to face her. "They're praying for a person with a God complex, nothing more."

Sapphira giggled and shook her head. "You still have that theory of yours?"

"I mean, who else could it be?" Adam asked. "Someone created this world. It would make somewhat sense that they think of themselves as God. However, acting as one is just too far, in my opinion."

have the technology to create this.

"Not even now, after twenty years of Mortal Online's creation. No one has been able to

replicate this. Don't you find it strange?"

Sapphira asked.

"I think it is strange, sure." Adam said and laughed. "However, a God's creation? Quite far-

fetched, I would say."

"Didn't God create your world as well?" Lady Yu asked. "So, I've heard."

Adam shrugged his shoulders. It was something he didn't have any answers to.

"By the way, when is your marriage-" Fleur asked teasingly. "Come on, Adam, put a ring on

her finger."

Lady Yu's cheeks turned pink, and she said teasingly. "That's right, Adam~"

"Alright, time to go." Adam said, changing the subject. "Sapphira, isn't it time?"

Sapphira quickly checked her timepiece and nodded solemnly. "That's right."

This changed the mood of the balcony completely.

"Aish, war, we come." Dean stood up with a laugh. "We're going to be late if we don't hurry!"

"Be careful." Lady Yu said worryingly towards Adam.

"Mm." Adam nodded, and then the six figures left the cathedral.

It was the year 2160, and it was time for the Second Guild War between the Star Faction and

the Death Faction.

A war that would change the course of history forever.

...

"Ngh..." Adam shook his head and quickly ran up the stairs.

He rushed out of the basement and then out of the house, his eyes still burning with the gold

light.

"Argh!" Adam screamed in pain, crouched on the dirty cobblestone ground, and took out some water from the canteen to wash his eyes.

The pain slowly subsided, but he couldn't really see anything yet, except bright light dots

dancing in his vision.

"Whoo..." Adam put his hand over his face and slowly slid it down, feeling the touch of his

skin and the coolness of the water.

Crackle...

"Hmm?" Adam turned around and saw that the entire house was in flames. "What the..."

As the flames turned tall and danced wildly, the gold light suddenly broke through the floor

and exploded into a blinding white light.

Adam quickly covered himself behind his shield as the house completely exploded.

The explosion sent him flying, and he flew through a window, then through a wall. His vision

went black as he lost consciousness.

The house was razed to the ground. The gold light slowly dissipated. The worshippers were nowhere to be seen, as they had only turned into ash and dust.