In the rain gifted by God, people jumped for joy, cheered, looked excited, vented their emotions wantonly, and even couldn't help crying.

"A miracle! This is a miracle!"

"The human race can be saved, Daxia can be saved, the Death Realm virus cannot defeat us, and the gods have not abandoned mankind!"

"Thank you God for the rain tomorrow. All your thoughts come from God, and all your wishes come true!"

People loudly cheered the holy words of the church, thanking this hard-won miracle for saving people from the sea of ​​suffering.

This is not false, but the rain from heaven really has an effect. Otherwise, why would the infected be so excited?

On this day...they really saw the hope of life.

However, this heaven-sent rain only lasted for about three minutes and then dissipated invisible.

When everything returned to calm, everyone's eyes turned towards the sacrificial platform.

I saw a small golden hole opening in the void above the altar.

The golden divine blood as thick as an arm continued to flow out along the crack, trickling like a stream, and gathered into a golden divine pool below the altar, and the pool was full of divinity.

But at this moment, Yan Lu became extremely weak, his face was pale, his eyes rolled, and he fell down on the altar.

Nian Chu rushed over with anxious eyes.

"Your Majesty the Pope, wake up! Wake up!"

The saint-clothed bishops were so nervous that they quickly released their divine power and poured it crazily into Yan Lu's body.

His face looked a little better now, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he slowly opened his eyes and said weakly:

"How's the Zhaoshen ceremony... going?"

Nian Chu was extremely excited: "It has taken effect, the divine spring has come to the world, and the human race...can be saved!"

Yan Lu stared blankly at the sacred spring, gritted his teeth, struggled to get up, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Look, everyone, this divine spring is a miracle sent by the gods!"

"After the rain, all things come to life. This divine spring will definitely be able to restrain the death virus, help everyone defeat the disease, and get everything back on track!"

As soon as these words came out, people's eyes burst out with endless light of hope, that... was the desire for life!

The whole holy city was cheering and boiling inside and outside.

Yan Lu waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, everyone, the church will definitely distribute the water from the divine spring to everyone as soon as possible!"

"Let everyone have medicine available, and...cough cough cough~ Pah wow!"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lu coughed up a mouthful of blood and turned pale.

Nian Chu said anxiously: "Your Majesty the Pope, please stop talking and go back to rest."

"This divine spring came to the world with your body as a divine bridge."

"The divine spring is flowing all the time, and your life force is also passing away all the time. With such a flow, and so many people need the divine spring to save their lives, how long can you last? Even a god cannot withstand such a loss of life force?"

But Yan Lu took a deep breath, pushed Nian Chu away, and said angrily: "Confused! So what?"

"As long as the divine spring can continue to flow, even if I, Yan Lu, have to bleed the last drop of blood and use up all my life force, if I can save the people from suffering, it is still worth it!"

"Are the lives of more than 400 million human beings not worth the life of Yan Lu?"

"What are you still waiting for? Go and do it quickly!"

Nian Chu's eyes were complicated: "Yes! Your Majesty the Pope!"

At this moment, the people inside and outside the Holy City were so moved that they even started to sob with sore noses.

Yan Lu...is a good pope for the people?

What flows out of the divine spring is the magical medicine, and it is also Yan Lu's hard work.

Give up yourself for everyone!

How many people in this world can do this?

He, like Lu Qianfan, is the backbone of the human race!

It's not like that scumbag Ren, who risked the safety of Daxia for the purpose of engraving a demon inscription, just a petty Ren.

At this moment, Ye Weiyang, who participated in the Zhaoshen ceremony, stared blankly at the trickling divine spring.

It actually...really appeared?

Do they...really exist?

Ye Weiyang's eyes dimmed as she looked at Yan Lu, who looked pale, was losing vitality, and even looked much older.

He...actually was really doing good for Daxia.

Maybe... he usually has his own little thoughts, and the church also has its own Xiao Jiujiu, but when it comes to the life and death of the human race, the church is still on the side of the human race.

The experiences of these days and everything she witnessed with her own eyes allowed Ye Weiyang to see the nature of the church and understand some things.

If there really are gods in this world, and they can help mankind overcome this difficulty.

Then...I am willing to live under God and walk in the world in the name of God.

It's a pity that Ye Weiyang doesn't know the existence of the Apostle Plan at all.

Little did I know that all this was just part of the plan...

How can you get a full picture when you are already in the middle of the game?

Among the boiling crowd, a young man covered in pustules, with dark eyes and cold eyes, looked at this scene and sneered:

"Haha~ You really have realistic acting skills. Is this old magician really willing to play a book?"

While speaking, the young man closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the darkness in his eyes had disappeared.

The people on the side looked at the young man in astonishment.

"What did you say just now? I didn't hear clearly..."

The young man scratched his head in confusion: "Huh? I...I just spoke? Are you hallucinating?"

"Hi~ Why am I here?"

Obviously...he had no idea what just happened...

…

A God-given miracle brought hope of life to the human race. After testing, it was found that the divine fluid flowing from the divine spring really had a miraculous effect on the Death Realm virus.

After an infected person drinks it, various symptoms will be relieved, pain will disappear, and basic mobility can be restored.

But...that's all. The reason why it's not completely cured may be because the intake is not enough, right?

As long as you drink a sufficient dose of the god-given holy medicine, you will be able to cure the death virus, defeat the disease, and restore health.

People think so...

After all, this is the only existing medicine that can be effective against the death realm virus.

Tianmen Church started filling the bottles day and night, working overtime and not wasting a drop of the divine medicine.

But... the flow of the divine spring is limited, and the amount that can flow out every day is fixed.

There are more than 400 million mouths in the human race, waiting for food. Some people are seriously ill, and one drink is simply not enough.

With so many people waiting for the medicine, even a lake could be drained, let alone a divine spring as big as this one.

The church has no other choice but to provide limited supplies at regular times every day and distribute them free of charge.

And a series of tests by the church have proven that this divine elixir has a significant effect on believers who believe in the gods.

The divine power in the holy medicine can play a greater role in echoing the sincerity and devout faith of believers.

But for atheists, people who have no faith, and even those who hate and hate the existence of gods, it has almost no effect.
Chapter completed!