Chapter 530： Magic

Boom!

The grand bell suddenly rang in her ears, and the stone statue in front of her became agile. In a trance, Vera only felt as if she had seen the incarnation of the Supreme Lord at this moment.

The platinum holy light filled the entire prayer hall at some unknown time, dispelling all the darkness, and even the sunlight coming in from the glazed dome became eclipsed.

Vera's pupils also gradually turned dark gold, and then the golden streamer turned into a plume of smoke, covering all of Vera's exquisite body.

In Vera’s consciousness, she found that she seemed to be in an independent space, unable to hear outside sounds and feel the presence of outsiders, even time seemed to stagnate, and only the sun was left in her eyes. The dazzling image of the Lord of Radiance.

The huge and vast light can make Vera feel as small as an ant.

Is this really the coming of the Supreme Lord?

"Villa Saint Hild."

A magnificent and ethereal voice rang in Vera's ear, which made her soul tremble.

"My lord!"

Vera immediately fell to her knees, and said respectfully.

"The believers of the devil are hiding by your side, bewitching your people and ruining your territory, but you don't know anything."

The expression on Vera's face suddenly stagnated, but then the color of struggling appeared again, and she said after a long while:

"My lord, please clarify, who is the believer of the devil?"

The voice fell silent for a moment, and it seemed that Vera would dare to ask such a question.

But then, the grand voice sounded again, and said a name:

"Colin Angele!"

Vera suddenly raised her head, and the image of the Lord of Radiance in front of her was exuding the dazzling light of the sun, which made her burst into tears, but she still clenched her teeth and insisted:

"Just and wise Supreme Lord! How can you recognize a pious knight as a believer of the devil?"

In the prayer hall, Turnance looked at Vera, who was kneeling in front of him, and frowned. Obviously, he did not expect that Vera was still defending her husband under such circumstances.

Could it be that in her heart, Colin's status is still above the Lord of Radiance?

Or is her will so strong that even the magical arts performed by the pope himself cannot affect her mentality?

Turnance hesitated for a moment, and finally took a little helplessly from his arms the sheepskin scroll that the Pope gave him before leaving, and slowly unfolded it in front of Vera.

For a time, the sky over Winter City changed color.

boom!

The dense clouds suddenly exploded, and a clearly visible vast holy light poured straight down from the sky, covering the church in the center of Winter City.

Melodious and holy singing resounded throughout the city, as if it were a voice from heaven.

Such a vision of heaven and earth immediately attracted the attention of the whole city.

"miracle!"

"Praise my lord!"

"My lord has pity!"

…

Countless devout believers immediately squatted on the ground and worshipped the holy light beam that descended from the sky.

But there were also a few people who looked at this holy light beam, their eyes full of surprise.

In the prayer hall of the central church, the statue of the Lord of Radiance on the altar of the Holy Light began to slowly melt, turning into golden streamers, and merged onto the scroll in the hands of Turnans.

"Villa Saint Hild!"

That magnificent voice sounded again, but this time, it seemed to originate from the depths of Vera's soul.

The struggle on her face disappeared completely, replaced by unparalleled piety and obedience.

…

It seems that a moment has passed, and it seems that a century has passed.

The vision in the sky finally gradually dissipated, but the believers in Winter City were still squatting on the ground, praying constantly.

Outside the prayer hall of the central church, Archbishop Adjani slowly got up, looking uncertainly at the direction of the hall.

Behind her, a group of pastors were discussing the "miracles" with each other excitedly, and some even burst into tears with excitement.

But of course Ajani knew that it was not a miracle at all.

The Lord of Radiance has long ceased to pay attention to the human race, and even the power of faith is no longer absorbed, how can it be possible to send miracles?

A bad premonition gradually emerged in Ajani's heart.

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the church.

Not long after, I saw a waiter hurriedly report to Adjani Hui:

"Archbishop, the guards of the St. Hild family outside surrounded the church!"

"I'll take a look." Just after taking a few steps, Ajani saw a team of guards rushing in and quickly enclosing the prayer hall.

Afterwards, Ajani saw a thin figure emerging from the guards.

"Marquis Garcia, what are you doing?" Ajani asked with a solemn expression.

Although this Marquis who once smashed the northern border is no longer in charge of the military, and even his body is not as good as before, he walked and limped, and his posture was slightly rickety, but everyone present could still feel the rushing on the face. huge stress.

The Marquis of Garcia walked slowly to Adjani, and said blankly: "I'll pick up the Duke of St. Hild."

Ajani smiled slightly and said: "Marquis Garcia, the Lord Duke is talking with Lord Cardinal Turnans in the prayer hall. Please wait patiently. UU reading "

"Turnance?" Marquis Garcia sneered coldly, as if he had some bad memories of his name, he hummed, and walked around the Archbishop Ajani in front of him and walked to the prayer hall.

Ajani hesitated for a moment, and did not step forward to stop her.

The bishop emeritus on the side stepped forward and stood in front of the Marquis Garcia, and said in a deep voice:

"Master Marquis, please wait outside the hall!"

The Marquis of Garcia didn't seem to see the bishop of Winterfell, and he kept walking and ran into it directly.

Even if he was seriously injured in the battle of Shadow Canyon, the root cause of the disease fell, but the Marquis of Garcia could not be stopped by a priest.

The bishop emeritus was knocked back a few steps and fell to the ground.

When the rest of the pastors saw this, of course they did not dare to step forward. The staring gazes of the guards of the Saint Hilde family had already made them look back.

But just as the Marquis Garcia was about to step into the prayer hall, a figure walked out of it.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Vera looked at the oncoming Marquis Garcia and asked with a puzzled look.

The Marquis Garcia looked at Vera with the usual expression, the frost on his face finally disappeared, and he smiled and said: "Let's go, let's go home."

"Yeah." Vera stepped forward and took the arm of Marquis Garcia, and strode out.

When the priests saw such a scene, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Archbishop Adjani stared at Vera's eyes and observed it carefully for a long while, but did not see anything abnormal.

But she knew that things would definitely not be that simple.

After thinking about it, Vera asked the Marquis Garcia: "Uncle, when will Colin arrive in Winterfell?"

"According to the marching speed, it is estimated that there are still two or three days."

"OK!"