"Holy Light?"

The old Pope Samur felt carefully. From the light on Olina, he could feel a pure warmth, nourishing everything like the sun's rays, but it was more pure than the sun's rays. It was rare that his soon withered body gradually showed signs of recovery under the nourishment of this light, as if he was several years younger at once.

"Yes, that's what the Lord said." Olina looked as if she was taken for granted, but unfortunately the holy light was too dazzling and no one could see it clearly.

The old pope nodded, then his body suddenly froze. He looked up incrediblely, widening his eyes to see through the holy light and Olina. Unfortunately, he only saw the blurred figure in the holy light, and said with a trembling lips: "You said... Lord?"

Olina nodded: "Yes, I prayed under the Lord's image for three days, and the first God responded to me. Unfortunately, it was intermittent, and I did not have a complete communication with the Lord until today."

Her voice was unique to a girl, and her ignorant appearance showed that she was not old and didn't seem to know what this meant. Instead, she looked proud. Of course, no one could see her proud expression clearly.

After hearing this result, the clergy around him looked incredible, subconsciously widened his red eyes, and then screamed again.

"Hey eyes..."

"I'm blind, my eyes are going to be blind."

Amid the sound of a group of breathing, the old pope's reaction was the strongest. Not only was his lips trembling, but his body seemed to be squinting. His old body was a little uncontrollable, and he tried hard to suppress his excitement and said hurriedly: "Lord, what did the Lord say?"

Olina tilted her head and thought for a while, and said happily: "The Lord has promised to save our world."

A simple sentence is like a bomb that detonated among the crowd. Someone hurriedly said, "Saint Olina, you can't joke about this kind of thing."

Olina was not at all suspicious and said proudly: "I was not kidding. All I said is true. If you don't believe me, go in and take a look. The Lord has left some things."

Now, no one could sit still. The old pope rushed into the church at a speed that was not in line with his age. When he entered the broad hall, he looked up and saw the statue. Then his body became stiff and verdant, because the statue had a string of strange and mysterious characters.

The statue is a rock with a hazy face on it, which seems to be formed naturally. The lines can be distinguished from the outlines that it is a man, an old man.

Usually at this time, the statue is gray, no different from ordinary rocks, but now the statue is filled with streaming light, flashing like a heartbeat.

And in the air above the holy statue, there was a string of strange characters, which were similar to the words in their civilization, but were much simplified.

"Holy text, this is holy text, no, this is a hasty!" a clergyman rushing in said ecstatically.

boom!

Everyone was in agitation again.

"The Lord has finally responded to us. This is definitely the Hadith brought down by the Lord. Hurry up and record it quickly. We must first find a way to interpret the meaning of the Hadith."

"Yes, we will declare it to the whole continent that we have received the Lord's response, and the Lord still has mercy on us."

"Yes, we can't delay it. The first and second lines of defense have been broken. Now the third lines of defense are in danger. We need to use this news to boost the morale of the kingdoms."

“Hahaha, wuwuwu…”

Some of the people looked excited, some covered their faces and cried. The appearance of all beings was different. They had been waiting for this day for too long.

Only the old pope looked solemn after he came to his senses. He paused the dead wooden stick in his hand and made a thud of noise around him.

The old pope was focused on the string of characters, as if he was about to engrave it in his mind. His frowning made his old face wrinkled and his old man spots even more obvious.

"Recordor, record the Hadith." The old pope said hoarsely.

"Yes, the Pope's crown."

A middle-aged man hurriedly took out the book he carried with him, and quickly wrote down the characters in the air with his quill quickly - i,t,e,m,t,a,o,b,a,o,c,o,m...

That's right, this is a C-store, the kind that has a diamond.

call……

After the recorder finished recording, the old pope breathed, as if he was about to exhale all the boredom in the past, and said in a deep voice: "You all retreat."

The others hurriedly stepped back when they heard this, only Olina was still standing in front of them. This girl was not as nervous or uneasy as others, and now she looked completely curious.

"...You retreated a little, it was so dazzling."

"oh oh."

Olina also hurriedly stepped back a little.

Then the old pope raised the dead wooden stick in his hand, and a ray of light shot out from the top of the stick, hitting the string of strange characters above the statue.

Buzz...

Ripples were created in the air, and the light seemed to hit everyone's heart, making everyone hold their breath, fearing that they would disturb the old pope and affect his movements.

Click!

A very subtle sound gives people the feeling of breaking the cookies in half. Then the string of characters is moved upwards and reduced, replaced by a huge rectangular box. What's more magical is that the picture actually appears in the box.

Wow...

At this moment, the others could no longer bear it and started to make a noise.

Bang!

"quiet!"

The old pope frowned.

When everyone calmed down again, the old pope was staring at the things in the picture and the strange new words.

"This is... to make a word different from any word we are familiar with."

As soon as someone finished speaking, he was interrupted by Olina's scream: "Oh my God, I understand the meaning of these words."

"What?!"

Everyone looked at Orina in shock.

"Ah, my eyes!"

"It hurts..."

The old pope endured the discomfort and squinted his eyes and said, "My child, tell me the meaning of those words."

"Ah? Oh."

Olina, who was slow to react, looked at her concentrate and subconsciously said: "Blizzard figure Starcraft Gods Barracks Portal..."

Everyone had nothing to say for a while, and the old pope pondered: "Olina, what is the Blizzard figure?"

"ah?"

Olina was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know."

"Then how could you recognize those words?" someone asked.

Olina said without thinking: "Yes, how do I know?"

This was justified and almost made people angry.

The old pope stopped the other people's urge to ask, squinted at the light source, as if thinking of something: "The Lord talks to you, then, is the Lord speaking the language we are familiar with?"

Olina thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, the Lord's words are strange, not any language we are familiar with, but strangely, I can understand the Lord's words. Am I a chosen person from God? Ahha, is this possible? Hehehe."

At the end, she laughed at herself, causing the others to look at each other. If the previous generation of saints had not been killed on the second line of defense with the Glorious Expeditionary Force, these people would not have agreed to such a silly girl becoming the new saint.

"What is that red box?" the old pope asked again.

Olina glanced at it and said, "3,000 yuan."

Someone subconsciously said, "3000? This is a count, right? What is that yuan? Is it a special unit of some kind?"

"It means that if we want to obtain the holy things given by the Lord, we have to pay a price, right?" Someone asked about the essence of the matter.

"It should be so. Article 7 of the Doctrine has shown that everything or things in the world is not gained without effort, except the Lord. His glory spreads throughout the earth, and the earth gave birth to life through His thoughts. The beginning of all things is the Lord, only because the Lord is the source of all things."

“That is, is this our transaction with the Lord?”

"Nonsense, how could the Lord trade with us? You are mocking the Lord."

"What do you mean, are you doubting the piety of my faith?"

"Isn't it?"

The old pope suddenly slapped the dead wooden stick in his hand and thudded again, "Enough, this is not a place for you to argue!"

The old pope got angry, and the others stopped the quarrel and were silent.

"Olina, what should I do next?" the old pope asked again.

Olina was obviously a little confused: "I, I don't know, why don't you touch the picture with the light energy like you did just now?"

The old pope thought about it and decided to give it a try. Then he raised his cane again. The light at the top flashed, and a ray of light shot out, hitting the red box in the picture.

Click!

There was another crisp sound, and then the picture changed. Olina said happily: "It has changed, it is...hey? Please fill in the delivery address?"

"What?" The old pope obviously didn't react.

"The text above shows that we are asking us to fill in the address," Olina said.

"Are you sure that's the case?" asked the old pope. Orina nodded quickly, and then the light ball swayed, flashing like a marquee.

The old pope turned his face, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and finally decided to give it a try. Then he used his glorious energy to write the address in the blank space - the Horome Church in the Central Street of San Nostaya. After doing this, the old pope turned his attention to Olina.

"Sir Pope, you need to confirm."

“What should I do?”
To be continued...