webnovelfull Chapter 509 God descends
Chapter 509 God descends
She, what did she say...? Kneel down? Who did she ask to kneel down?
——King George closed and opened his eyes repeatedly, suspecting that he was hallucinating. Should he take medicine?
Not only him, but the people on the scene were also shocked by the strange sight before them. However, when Lilith stole a glance at them, they just stared at her with their mouths wide open, as if they were stunned and had lost the ability to act when talking to her.
Ahem, how can this be? These people are really rude. Luckily she has prepared an atmosphere group——
"God is coming, it's God is coming!"
A blue-haired young man took advantage of the guards' distraction and slipped through the human wall like a fish, rushing to the execution platform and shouting. Then he fell to his knees with a thud and began to kneel down to the girl in the sky.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice high and clear, reaching the ears of everyone present. Suddenly, an uproar broke out! Bishop Quincy took a few steps forward, his eyes blazing with anger—this is ridiculous! What kind of divine revelation!
Bishop Quincy believed that he had been fighting against these cunning pagans all his life, so how could he be fooled by such a trick? He did not forget that this girl was from Goletia, an independent city-state that had been in long-term conflict with the church. Perhaps this was the conspiracy brewing there!
"Someone! Someone!"
His voice startled the dazed Knights of Light around him. Everyone saw Bishop Quincy's face filled with rage. He waved his hand and pointed at the girl in the air: "Get rid of this deceiving person—"
"Light!"
But before they could act, a white shadow suddenly rushed to the now empty duel stage, looked eagerly at the girl floating in the air in the distance, and knelt down in front of her.
Bishop Quincy's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, filled with both anger and disbelief.
"Bishop Aldington?!"
It was his reclusive colleague!
Since his elevation to bishop, Oldington has kept a low profile. Even Bishop Quincy rarely encounters him. When did he show up here? And why did he believe such a scam?! Bishop Quincy feels betrayed!
“God is coming…it’s God! It’s God the Father who has come! Praise the Lord! Praise the light!”
Oldington had no idea of the turmoil in Quincy's heart. He just crawled forward on his knees, his face full of ecstasy, and even tears of excitement!
A cardinal in white, prostrating himself before an unknown being in heaven, claiming to be a deity descended to earth?! — Bishop Quincy's brain instantly shut down. Before he could order the guards to pull the mad Oldington up, the people around him, observing the scene, had already followed the white-robed cardinal in awe and knelt.
This, this was not part of Lilith's plan. She looked at Lord Oldington who was kneeling on the duel stage with some surprise. He seemed to have high expectations of her because he had trained her since she was a child, so he didn't even doubt his deception at all.
As if a huge domino had been toppled, a wave of kneeling spread from Lord Oldington to the surrounding areas. It was unknown whether they truly sensed the majesty and divinity, or were just following the crowd, but all they saw throughout the central square was countless figures dwindling down and bowing to the girl floating in the air.
Bishop Quincy stumbled backward, stepping on the robe of the person behind him. He turned around to see His Majesty the King, who also looked bewildered. They were shocked to realize that apart from the royal family and nobles in the stands, there were not many people standing on the field anymore—what was going on?! Were they all crazy?!
Bishop Quincy looked off into the distance with a fierce look. The girl still had the magic-suppressing ring he had put on her around her neck. How had she done that?!
The girl in the golden light seemed to be looking directly at them. She leaned down and stretched out her hands, making the same gesture as the statue in the temple! Just like...
...God of Light.
Who could still question this? The crowd went completely wild. Some ripped their shirts to expose their chests, others slashed their wrists with rocks. Amidst the resounding cries of "sacrifice," blood flowed like winding streams across the square. Even some Knights of Light plunged their swords into the ground and knelt.
Bishop Quincy was filled with great panic, but he still fought back. He desperately tried to pull the people around him up one by one, shouting, "Stand up! This is a scam! It's a magician's illusion!"
Enveloped in the light, Lily rolled her eyes without hesitation. The kneeling people below didn't dare look up at her anyway. As for those who didn't believe, well, it didn't matter; they weren't the target audience in the first place. Since you don't educate the people and just keep fooling them with those supernatural things, don't blame her for doing the same. It's too late to despise the people's ignorance now, isn't it?
"Lost lambs..." Lilith stretched out her hand, but she saw her hands were covered with mud mixed with dust and blood. She choked, and blood dripped down her armor to the ground below. She and Lucas, who looked up, looked at her, looking at each other in the eyes, and they were both a little embarrassed for a moment.
Alas, this was completely different from what they had imagined at the beginning. Her original plan was to defeat Vientele on the duel stage, take off his head, and then rise into the sky in style to spread the oracle.
Then, a drug-addled god of war, Metternich, showed up and taught her a lesson. Something seemed to have happened to Lyrael, too. Although she was still floating in the air as planned, she was bruised and battered, looking completely awful. Where was the holy, radiant image of a god? No wonder the people below didn't react at first. Lilith sighed. Sure enough, plans can never keep up with changes.
She was silent for a moment, it didn't matter. A good actor must make timely adjustments according to the changes in the stage. Since the glorious and majestic divine costume didn't work, then... then change the style!
"My brothers and sisters..."
A broken sigh echoed from the heavens, and the floating figure of the blonde girl began to move. She moved away from the execution platform and landed above the kneeling people. The golden light in the sky actually moved with her, and the shifting light and shadow revealed her blood-stained silver armor. It was not just Metternich's, but her own, and it was still dripping.
"——I am in pain all the time." The sweat on her face mixed with blood and fell, leaving scarlet blood marks on her face, like tears of blood!
Tsk, why did she change her lines again! — Lucas below smacked his lips, but still went on with her performance.
"Oracle! It's an oracle!" People heard the crazy shouts and dared to look up. The blue-haired boy crawled on his knees towards the person in the sky. His loose robes were very shabby, like those ascetics in front of the temple. He shouted and cut his palms -
"Father God! I am willing to sacrifice my blood. Please stay within your divine body for a moment and show your children the way!"
He raised his bleeding palm high. The dark red blood beads should have fallen, but they condensed into beads in mid-air and floated towards Lilith.
This was one of the sacrificial activities during Hanukkah, and the purpose was to pray for a glimpse of God, to pray for blessings and health for the family, and to pray for peace of mind for oneself. Everyone present was familiar with it, so they did not notice that there seemed to be a faint glow under the boy's overly loose robe - it was a miniature magic circle they had carved in advance to help Lucas complete the performance.
The person in the sky was no longer the noble girl from the arena, but a vessel for the gods to descend, a divine body! This must be the case, her body couldn't withstand the divine power and was covered in blood! Everything made sense!
Now even some of the nobles on the viewing platform crowded forward, trying to get closer to the miracle.
Bishop Quincy was jostled by the fanatical crowd. He protected the weak king beside him and watched helplessly as those ignorant people actually knelt down to worship that man. He was so angry that he almost fainted. While angrily scolding the knights of light around him, he searched for the gods who accompanied them.
Those people were instigated by Bishop Quincy to tamper with the duel stage. Now, seeing that their previous victim had become a vessel for God's descent, they were so scared that they knelt on the ground and prayed desperately for atonement. Bishop Quincy was so angry that he rushed over and grabbed one of them and slapped him in the face.
"Your Excellency the Bishop?" The God-favored One covered his face with his hands in panic.
"As a servant of God on earth, how could you be fooled by these little devils like those foolish civilians?!" Bishop Quincy scolded harshly! "Knock her down!"
The God-Favored One's face showed a struggle, "But Bishop Oldington has already confirmed it..."
"Foolish thing! Bishop Oldington has been bewitched! That girl is Goletia's magician!" Bishop Quincy's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. "She must have accomplices! Go find them! Find where the magic fluctuations are!"