NovelsAlex Chapter 1561 The Holy City of Glory has been punished by God! (Strong Sea Monster Leader Gagen 6)
Chapter 1561 The Holy City of Glory has been punished by God! (Strong Sea Monster Leader Gagen 6)
Chapter 1561 The Holy City of Glory has been punished by God! (Strong Sea Monster Leader Gagen 6)
The pope knelt before the icon in the small prayer room, praying silently.It wasn't until the vibration of the great magic circle finally stopped, and the warning signs in his mind became much weaker, that he let out a sigh of relief and pushed the door out:
"Come on!"
This time, people came much slower than before.Especially those few extremely diligent and pious subordinates, their faces were pale and wobbly, as if their whole bodies had been drained——
The pope also knows what's going on.He was praying, and others were also praying. A large amount of holy power poured into the great magic circle to keep this glorious cathedral.
He activated the magic, relying on the power stored in the triple crown. When these subordinates prayed, they really used their own holy power reserves.Such a high-intensity draw can't drain people dry!
"Go and see what's going on outside." He ordered seriously.A group of subordinates approached the door cautiously with pale faces, and then exclaimed one after another:
"what!"
"God..."
"How is this..."
The Pope closed his eyes slightly.It was miserable outside, he knew, but how miserable it was, how many people died, how many people were injured, and how many houses collapsed, still needs to be further investigated.
And, the backbone of the Holy See, various dioceses, paladins, referees, ascetics, those legends and half-step legends, as well as high-level priests and high-level paladins...
How many died?
How much did it hurt?
How much strength can be assembled?
All these need to be found out quickly, and then the subsequent steps can be carried out step by step.Ordinarily, the various institutions of Glorious Holy City should come to report at this time, why are they so slow?
Could it be that the losses they suffered were far beyond his expectations?
With a heavy face, he tapped seven points on his chest, then returned to the small prayer room and prayed silently.It was not until the evening of that day that news came back one after another:
The Great Elder of the Order of the Ascetics was missing, almost presumably dead.Ascetic monks, more than half of the part in the Holy City of Glory was wiped out——
Almost all the ascetic monks who walked the streets and alleys to appease the people and heal the people died on the spot;
Those ascetic monks who sealed themselves underground, in grottoes, or in various inexplicable places, according to the location and height of their residence, some escaped by chance, some turned into fly ash, and some almost only left a mark on the stone wall.
The team of the Holy Knights stationed in the holy city was training at the time of the incident, and almost all of them were wiped out.When the people from the cathedral passed by, only the head of the group was lying on the ground, vomiting blood, trying to heal himself, but he couldn't even call out the holy light.
The people from the Glorious Cathedral helped him to a slightly cleaner broken wall, and removed his armor. The skin inside was basically scorched black.Tentatively lowering the healing technique, as soon as the light fell, the head of the group immediately vomited another mouthful of blood...
The best situation is the people of various parishes and referees.
The cardinals, bishops, and junior monks of the diocese are basically in churches, large and small. Some churches withstood the first wave of shock, and the loss was only about 40%.
In the northern part of Glorious Holy City, houses collapsed and churches were damaged. Half of the clergy inside were dead, and half were seriously injured or slightly injured;
The southern part of the Radiant Holy City relied on the protection of the Radiant Cathedral. The church was not damaged much, and the death rate of the clergy did not exceed 10%.
And the people of the referee basically stayed in strong houses, or even in dungeons.Except for the complete destruction of the research institute at the center of the explosion, which was literally wiped out, the casualties of the others did not exceed 30%...
"Where are the people?" The Pope closed his eyes and let out a long breath, feeling heavy in his heart.The high-ranking clergy are all in the strong fortress, and the casualties are so heavy, let alone the casualties of the people——
As for the entire Glorious Holy City, although the name is to worship and glorify the Lord of Radiance, those devout believers are still indispensable.
To carry food, to carry springs, they are needed; to clean streets, to make utensils, they are needed; to render all services to the clergy, they are needed;
More importantly, without the prayers of devout believers, how can the strong holy power accumulated in the Holy City of Radiance come from, and how can it show the unique status of the Holy City of Radiance as the holy place of the Lord?
"The people... suffered heavy casualties." The young bishop who gathered all the news and came to report lowered his head in grief:
"Current statistics show that about 4 people died on the spot, and the number of people injured in the explosion was several times that number. The houses were basically destroyed and the people were left homeless..."
"May the Lord bless the dead and let them enter the kingdom of heaven directly." The Pope knelt in front of the icon and prayed in a low voice.Then, he turned around and stood up, straightening the triple crown on his head, with a deep expression on his face:
"Let's go, children. To the bleeding people, to the suffering lambs. The Lord is watching us, and now is the time for us to take care of His lamb for the Lord of heaven!"
Leaning on his scepter, he strode out.Leaving the small prayer room and turning to the meeting hall on the left side of the Glory Cathedral, the chief referee and the surviving high-ranking clergymen have all arrived.
The Pope was the last to be seated, glanced at the conference room that was at least [-]% empty, sighed secretly, and got straight to the point:
"Everyone has seen the situation today. The Holy City has encountered an unprecedented catastrophe, and we have come to the most dangerous moment. Now, let's vote: Do we want to launch [Sacred Radiance] to help the Holy City tide over the difficulties?"
The priests looked at each other.The Divine Art of Holy Radiance is not something that can be activated casually, and its consumption is astonishingly large:
It needs the leadership of the Pope, the full assistance of at least two legends, and the clergy of the entire Glorious Holy City to join in the prayer wholeheartedly.For three days and three nights, without drinking or eating, and absorbing the power of the Kingdom of Radiance, the effect can be achieved.
In the last plague pandemic, the former pope activated [Holy Radiance] once, and he vomited a lot of blood afterwards, and went to the Kingdom of God after not living long.But this time, in the entire Holy City, high-ranking priests suffered heavy casualties...
"We can't hold on... there are only so few people left..."
"Yeah, and there are too many injured people..."
"However, what will happen to so many wounded people in the city if we don't activate a large magic spell? Do you want to see them die?"
"Cough, cough..." The grand master of the Holy Knights was also brought up, lying on the ground, angry like a thread:
"Still, those who want to use divine spells... there is no way... If you don't even save the people in the Holy City...we...we..."
"I agree to launch the magic spell." The chief referee's face was so dark that ink dripped, and the short staff in his hand was creaked by him.
This explosion, no matter what the reason, always exploded from the research institute under the jurisdiction of the Inquisition. The colleagues also questioned that the Grand Inquisition did not do a good job, allowing foreign enemies to sneak in and cause such great damage.
In this case, the referee must make a big effort in the great magic to smooth out the previous mistakes.Besides, if something happens to the current pope and the next pope takes over, wouldn't he have to seek help from the tribunal?
The three big brothers agreed, and the matter was settled like this.That night, the holy bell in the bell tower of the Radiant Cathedral rang out one after another, and the spire of the church blazed brightly, illuminating the entire holy city as bright as day——
"My lord!"
"My lord!"
"My Lord has come to save us!"
People who were injured, fractured, skinned, and bleeding all over the ground in the explosion were crying, shouting, crawling to the streets, trying to expose themselves to the night sky so that they could better bathe in the holy light.
Even the blind man, who looked directly at the bright light at the moment of the explosion, heard the cries of the people around him, full of hope, and raised his head to bear the night breeze with his face:
"My lord..."
The clean, magnificent, and intense holy light shot out from the golden disc in the Pope's hand, from the big book in the hand of the chief judge, and from the long sword in the hand of another high-ranking priest.
Sacred, majestic, meeting each other, and shooting down.For those wounded who were illuminated by the light, the wounds healed, the fractures continued, and the bleeding stopped.The breath of the wounded began to stabilize, the pain subsided, and even started to support each other to get up:
"Regiment leader—regiment leader—Lord..."
At this moment, a shrill cry tore through the neat and devout prayers.Lying at the entrance of the Glorious Cathedral, next to the dying head of the Holy Knights, a young knight was kneeling, his face full of panic.
His hands were bloody, and he tried desperately to block the wound on the leader's body, but he couldn't —
The holy light was everywhere, and the scorched flesh on the Grand Leader's body quickly fell off, then grew, healed, and then quickly blistered, festered, scorched black, healed, and festered again...
At the beginning, the skin was still festering, and gradually, the muscles were rotting away, and they fell off piece by piece after a slight touch.
The young man stretched out his hand to hold it, and went to play it back, but he couldn't help the big group leader. He watched his flesh and blood rotten and his blood gushing like a fountain...
"Oh God--"
More screams, sporadically, resounded from all over the Glorious Holy City.The skin is festered, the muscles are rotting, the internal organs are on fire, and the blood is vomiting profusely...
All kinds of problems came up one after another.The Pope hangs high in the sky, overlooking the sights of the Holy City, his cheeks twitching uncontrollably:
What's happening here?
what is happening!
Not only can so many people not be cured, but the more they are cured, the worse they become... What happened?The attack during the day, could it be that the devil came, and they were all contaminated with the breath of the devil, so they were not tolerated by the holy light?
If the Pope can read Gretel's thesis, he will probably be mentally prepared for this "everything gets worse" situation.
But it's a pity that Gretel's thesis was strictly sealed by the Magic Council. Except for a very small number of magicians who are qualified to study radioactive materials, others don't even know that there is such a thesis.
But even so, it did not prevent the spies lurking around the holy city, triumphantly, and sent back the message:
"The sun fell on the Holy City of Glory! This city has been punished by their gods!"
(End of this chapter)