The gap between mortals and gods is beyond imagination.
And Saint Marshall was also under tremendous psychological pressure, looking up at the sky with bloodshot eyes.
He was waiting, waiting for the goddess' final judgment.
Today's desperate struggle is his last trump card, but it is also a suicide with no way back.
Only by committing blasphemy can one be redeemed.
This has been the case throughout history.
The sky was still gloomy, but there was no thunder or heavy rain.
This made all the clergy present feel flustered and confused, and most of them kept confessing madly to the goddess in their hearts.
Their mood was as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky.
However, the believers at the bottom were looking at the sky with eager eyes.
Because anyone who is a little bit normal can guess that after today, regardless of whether Bishop Saint Marshall can be redeemed, the church will undergo drastic changes!
The best outcome would be that Bishop St. Marshall is truly forgiven and fulfills everything as promised.
The worst that could happen was the death of St. Marshall and a major restructuring of the Church.
No matter which one, the grassroots people are the beneficiaries.
This was also a plan by Saint Marshall. In this way, no matter whether he could be forgiven or pardoned in the end, he could at least keep a good reputation among the people.
There aren't many people who can still be moved and work hard after reaching his level.
Posthumous fame is one of them.
After all, being famous for generations is much better than being infamous for generations. If you have the opportunity, you must work hard.
However, what made Saint Marshall most ecstatic was that the dark clouds in the sky miraculously parted ways after a brief gathering.
And from this, a ray of light descended!
The ray of light fell only two or three meters in front of Saint Marshall, and was still slowly shooting towards Saint Marshall!
This is redemption! This is forgiveness! This is permission! This is absolution! This is sublimation!
All the believers began to clamor in low voices. A new saint was about to be born!
All the clergymen lowered their heads in despair, and the shameful traitors died stepping on their corpses, which were not yet corpses!
Saint Marshall also looked at the glow in front of him with ecstasy, and then he kowtowed and worshiped the glow from the bottom of his heart.
He succeeded!
He bet right!
The goddess who had lost her king cared more about the king's reputation and glory than punishing these lowly insects!
Although he might never be able to live the corrupt and extravagant life he had before, it doesn't matter!
He was absolved! He was exalted!
From now on, he will be the first Pope of the Church of the Goddess of the Sea!
After his death, he will transform from a humble and shameful parasite into a great saint!
He lost his luxurious life, but he stood at the pinnacle of power!
And it is the pinnacle of survival after risking one's life!
From now on, all emperors, all grand dukes, and all nobles must kneel down respectfully and fearfully when they see him and call him "Your Majesty the Great Pope"!
What an honor, what a joy!
As for those colleagues, haha, I can only say sorry. It makes sense that all the great and successful people in history did not step on the corpses of others.
Closer. Closer. The glow was right in front of him. He only needed to stretch out his hand and he could touch it!
But it’s not enough, we still need to wait. This is the pardon bestowed by the goddess, and what is given cannot be taken away by man!
So Saint Marshall just kowtowed and worshipped the light more quickly and devoutly.
Even though his head was broken, he didn't care about this small wound at all.
He even hoped that it could be broken a little more and bleed more.
In this way, perhaps in the future this place will become a holy place to witness and record his great deeds!
But just when the light was about to shine completely on Saint Marshall.
A colorful crack suddenly appeared in front of the square, appearing in everyone's sight.
This abrupt scene even caused the progress of the glow to come to a halt.
Before everyone could figure out what was going on.
Something even more shocking happened to them!
The scarlet angel, Ophelia, walked out of the colorful crack!
The moment Ophelia appeared, all the people and believers couldn't help but stand up.
The king's guard, the goddess' angel, no one in the sea would fail to recognize Ophelia, even though she was generally believed to have died long ago!
Because of her story, her presence always exists in every aspect of the Sea City. Her presence is naturally not comparable to that of the king and the gods.
But it definitely cannot be ignored!
So when she appeared, everyone was shocked.
This even includes the gods in heaven.
The glow representing salvation disappeared in an instant, and instead, endless light pierced through the clouds.
One, two, three... countless dazzling beams of light suddenly fell on the earth.
Those are the angels and holy spirits of the Goddess.
Such a shocking scene would definitely make the entire Sea City excited in the past, but now all the believers just looked at Ophelia who emerged from the colorful crack with curiosity and uneasiness.
Rumor has it that the Scarlet Angel was lost along with the Storm King in the final battle of the Ancient Dragon War.
That was the final battle that established the authority of the Ocean Goddess, and it was also the beginning of the Goddess losing her heart.
And now that Ophelia has appeared, does that mean that the king is also coming back
There may be more than one person who holds this idea.
Saint Marshall, who also realized this, collapsed to the ground.
He blasphemed the king, and the goddess might forgive him because of the king, but that was based on the premise that the king was no longer there, and now the king is coming back.
As a blasphemer, he will probably die more miserably than anyone else.
What St. Marshall could think of, the other cardinals could naturally think of as well.
The appearance of the Scarlet Angel is the biggest irony for St. Marshall, but for them it is the only light in despair!
They may not be able to escape, but Saint Marshall, the shameful traitor, will only be worse off than them!
The cardinals and clergy who realized this all looked with great sarcasm at the clown who was just one step away from becoming the Pope.
The other party actually wanted to step on them to reach the top and gain redemption
After laughing, a cardinal took out a knife and cut his neck, looking at Saint Marshall with great pleasure. He whispered to him:
"I'll wait for you in hell!"
Then he died with great satisfaction, but before he died he did not forget to offer his final praise to the king and God.
He died in a gesture of saluting the Scarlet Angel.
Such a gap and behavior almost made St. Marshall collapse, but today's events are far from over!
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Standing in the Privy Council, Cotley looked at everything here in admiration from the High Court.
"So this is it, is this what I am supposed to witness?! I passed, I must have passed!"
The old knight beside him was also staring at everything over there in a daze. Then a treacherous smile appeared on his kind face.
Is it finally here!
Greed is the wine that leads directly to death, but it can also be the straw that brings salvation.
(St. Marshall's Clown Tour)
The reappearance of the past is a return to the past.
(The Return of Stormspear)
Why don't you, the long-dead king, rest in peace in your mausoleum
Ah, but you are the Lord of Storms, Lord of the Seas, and my Savior.
Now that you are coming back, praise the King! Praise God!
We bless you, we praise you, we welcome you!
Come back! Our king!
Build it! Our dynasty!
Tremble, my enemies!
Remember, heaven and hell can change overnight!
(The Storm King Returns!)
Countless prophecies echoed madly in his ears.
Each character seemed to have become the carnival and prayers of countless believers, stimulating his long-silent heart.
An uncontrollable crazy smile began to appear at the corners of his mouth.
Finally, when many holy spirits and angels were about to land and the great goddess was looking at that place completely.
It should have been the old knight's presence that moved.
He first looked at the green-masked Kurt beside him with regret, and then with a casual move, Kurt completely lost control of his body.
He said sarcastically in the other's ear:
"Thank your knight. The contract between him and me requires me to guarantee your safety!"
After saying that, he gently pushed Kurt, who was in disbelief, and made him fall off the high court.
Fell towards the road leading back home!
The moment Kurt fell, gravity made him look back and see the figure of the old knight.
It was also with this glance that he understood the situation of the strange old knight. This made him feel infinite regret!
The old knight was a native of Lorraine, but he said he had been to the Sea City.
The old knight is a respectable elder who may be exhausted at any time, but he has never felt decadent... .
The old knight is no longer his own knight.
But, when did this happen
Before Kurt could continue to think, he felt his head touching the soft grass. What he saw before him was no longer the Privy Council Court of the Sea City. Instead, it was the hazy fog that never dissipated in the Fog City.
After seeing Kurt off and completing the last contract, He laughed wildly, took out a golden rune and threw it towards the square!
The golden rune exploded immediately, and a void reaching into nothingness appeared.
At this moment, an indescribable great power rushed madly towards His old and weak body.
The body of Sequence Five is completely unable to withstand such terrifying power, even though this power is trying its best to maintain His existence and integrity.
However, it still inevitably led to its collapse.
Even from the moment he appeared, the goddess of the sky went crazy and threw an unmatched and unavoidable fatal spear at him.
But it doesn't matter.
His purpose has been achieved!
He briefly regained his own power and stretched out his hands towards the square, grinning at Ophelia. Before the bullet that was sure to hit him could hit him, he laughed crazily: