When Lu Heng opened his eyes, he saw a man kneeling on the ground and dressed in fancy clothes. On the man's broad back, a griffin embroidered with gold threads was lifelike. He bowed his head and put his right hand on the left side of his heart, posing a pious gesture.
From Lu Heng's point of view, he could only see the man's thick brown hair, but he had probably guessed who this man was. His Majesty Surrey of the Vega Empire. Combined with the state of holding the crown in his hand, Lu Heng knew that this was the coronation scene in Surrey, even if he hadn't completely sorted out his memory.
"God bestows you glory." Lu Heng put the crown on Sarri's head, took the scepter held by the Cardinal, and tapped Sarri's left shoulder.
"The Holy Light is with the Vega Empire." Sarri lowered his upper body and kissed the Pope's vamp in front of him.
Lu Heng had a gentle but high-pitched face, but he felt a little uncomfortable. In this world of theocracy, kissing the Pope's shoes or something is regarded as an incomparable honor by everyone.
Could it be that Sarri felt humiliated when he thought about it later, so he killed the Pope? Lu Heng thought a little in his heart. The next procedure is long and boring. The seven cardinals began to recite the eulogy of tens of thousands of syllables in unison. And Lu Heng, as the noble Pope, just needs to sit on the exquisite and gorgeous high chair and watch it. It also gave him time to sort out his memory.
It was unexpectedly early this time. Surrey has just ascended the throne, and at this moment, there are still twenty years before the pope is accused of being publicly executed. The lifespan of people in this world is extended as the level of practicing Dou Qi magic increases. The life expectancy of an ordinary person is generally around seventy years old, and when they reach the level of Martial Sage or Dharma Sage, their life expectancy can reach thousands of years.
The same is true of practicing divine arts. His Majesty the Pope, who looks like a young man in his early twenties, is actually more than two hundred years old. Of course, this thousand-year lifespan is nothing compared to the elves with thousands of years of life, or the giant dragons with tens of thousands of years of life.
The long coronation ceremony finally came to an end, and Lu Heng got up and prepared to return to the place in the temple. Behind him, the cardinal carefully held up Lu Heng's long pope's cloak. Just as he was about to take a step, he heard Sarri say from behind: "His Holiness, please stay."
Lu Heng turned around, and this was the first time he saw Sarri's appearance. His Majesty Surrey is a warrior who cultivates vindictiveness and is said to have reached the level of a great swordsman. The whole person stood there imposingly like a mountain, with a strong body and a handsome face.
Seeing Lu Heng nodded slightly, Sarri continued: "There will be a banquet in the palace tonight, and His Majesty the Pope is invited to visit."
The coronation ceremony was held in the temple of Thunder City, the capital of the empire. In fact, the Pope does not spend much time in the Holy See every year. Most of the time he cruises the mainland, spreading the meaning of holy light. When Surrey ascended the throne this time, it happened that the Pope was giving a lecture at the temple in the capital of the empire.
Where is His Majesty the Pope, the coronation ceremony takes place in the temple. So the Pope issued a hand letter and called the other five cardinals except the two cardinals with him to Thunder City to perform the coronation ceremony for Surrey.
The relationship between Pope Guangming and the Empire and the Republic is relatively harmonious on the surface. After all, he still needs the support of the emperor or the prime minister when he is preaching in other countries and building temples. Although Lu Heng felt that attending the banquet was better than going back to hard work, this face still had to be given to the Emperor of the Empire.
"After the evening class, I will attend." Lu Heng said.
"His Majesty the Pope, I look forward to your arrival." Surrey took a step forward and bowed slightly, "Listen to His Excellency Randall, you are in a high position, and you never miss your morning and evening classes every day. You have such a spirit of asceticism. , a role model for all of us."
After you came to me and sang a lot of praise, Lu Heng finally got rid of His Majesty Surrey and returned to the apse of the temple. After bathing and changing into his uniform, Lu Heng went to the temple to pray.
The two cardinals were waiting outside the gate of the shrine. It had become a practice that the Pope never asked anyone to accompany him during evening classes.
In front of him is a tall statue of the God of Light. He is holding a scepter, his eyes are half-closed, his long curly hair is draped over his shoulders, and his face is full of compassion.
Evening class is a must for the fanatical Illuminati believers to do every day. When the last ray of light is about to disappear in this world every day, the believers crawl on the ground with the most devout attitude, thanking the gods for the light on the mainland on this day, and praying for the light to come the next day.
As the servant of the God of Light and the master of the disciples, Lu Heng should have been prostrate at the feet of the God of Light and kissed the feet of the God of Light with the most humble gesture. Then he pressed his forehead against it, sang a long hymn with a gorgeous fancy pronunciation, and began the evening lesson of the day.
But at this moment, Lu Heng just wrapped his hands in the wide sleeves of the sacrificial robe and looked up at the statue of the God of Light. The moment he saw the statue of the God of Light, a lot of information poured into his mind.
Probably the instinct of this body, Lu Heng murmured.
"My lord."
This is not so much the Pope's daily communication with the statue of the God of Light, but rather he is questioning himself.
"What is the meaning of light? At the beginning of the world, light and shadow are intertwined. If you have mercy on all living beings, why do people in the world have countless disputes and all kinds of evil. If the light is forever, why will my lord fall!"
This is the biggest lie of the Pope of Light. As early as hundreds of years ago, the gods have fallen.
The realm of the gods has long since collapsed.
Hundreds of years ago, a plague swept across the continent. Whether it is the human race, the elves or the evil heretical orcs, they all suddenly declined for no reason, and there is no cure. After the plague, the number of creatures on the continent was cut by half.
The Pope of the Pope of Light at that time learned the truth in an oracle sent by the God of Light. The battle of the gods, the strange plague, was caused by the gods extracting the life force of the believers to supplement the divine power. The final result of the war was the fall of the gods and the collapse of the world of gods.
Lu Heng closed his eyes and pulled out from the huge amount of information. After turning to the idol, he imprinted the ring on the middle finger in a dent. The seemingly seamless statue opened a one-foot-square opening. Lu Heng reached in and touched it, then took out an item.
What Lu Heng was holding in his hand turned out to be a statue. The soft facial contour and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes were clearly the statue of himself or the Pope.
On the continent, behind the statue of the God of Light in every temple, there is such a mechanism. This is a secret that only the Pope and the cardinals who are very close to him have known for nearly a thousand years.
The God of Light has fallen. Without the holy light bestowed by the God of Light, where did the divine power of the Pope and his disciples come from? This is the Pope who received the last oracle before the fall of the God of Light, and is also the godfather of Lu Heng, who made a decision to maintain the Pope of Light.
In the statue of light, put the statue carved by the Pope with divine power. In this way, the power of faith can be collected when the believers pray. The Pope converts the power of faith into the power of holy light, and then spreads it among the believers through the statue.
This was also one of the crimes for which Joseph Bergoglio VI was finally executed: misrepresenting the name of God and deceiving the power of the world's faith.
After Lu Heng took out the statue, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and transformed the power of faith collected by various temples into holy light.
In the inner city of Thunder City, in the palace.
Today is the new emperor's enthronement, and all the famous nobles of the Vega Empire are gathered in this banquet hall. To be able to participate in this banquet is the highest honor of all nobles. It is said that His Majesty the Pope will also attend this banquet.
In a hidden corner of the hall, a beautiful girl with blond hair frequently looked towards the main entrance of the hall. This girl looks like a teenager, but her breath is quiet and soft.
"His Royal Highness, His Majesty said that he would invite the Pope to come over, and he would definitely do it. When did His Majesty lie to you?"
"Although my brother said so, I'm still very nervous. That is the Pope I admire the most. It would be great if I could have a few words with him this time."
This girl is the sister of the Emperor Surrey, Princess Windsor. Princess Windsor has a pure mind, and has been cultivating the power of light since she was a child, and is a fanatical believer of the Pope of Light. The thing she yearns most is to see His Majesty the Pope. It would be better if she could get a few words from him. However, she was only a trainee priest, and it was impossible to meet the Pope.
The banquet hall suddenly fell silent. The crowd gave way to the middle one after another, and when Princess Windsor saw it, she knew that it was the Pope who came down. She finally showed some of the appearance of a young girl, raised her skirt and ran over happily.
"Your Highness, be careful, don't fall." The maid chased after him and shouted. Although Princess Windsor is only practicing the magic of light, her physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and this maid can't catch up with her at all.
Lu Heng was chatting with Sarri when he suddenly heard a movement behind him. He looked back and saw a girl in a fancy dress trotting over.
The girl stopped in front of Lu Heng, half raised her head, and looked at Lu Heng with a pious look.
"Windsor." Sarri coughed softly when he saw his sister seemed stunned.
"Ah, sorry." Princess Windsor, who responded, hurriedly saluted, "Holy Father."
What Princess Windsor did to Lu Heng was the gift of discipleship.
"The Holy Light is with you." Lu Heng stretched out his hand and gently placed it on top of her head, which was the Pope's holy father's blessing gesture to the disciples.
Princess Windsor was blessed by the Pope, and her pale face flushed with excitement.
"This is my sister, Windsor. She is a faithful believer of Pope Bright. She was baptized when she was eight years old and is now a trainee priest." Sarri introduced Lu Heng just right.
The girl in front of her was covered with the power of gentle holy light, and at first glance she was a devout believer with a pure mind.
Lu Heng nodded, and was about to give a few words to the girl with an admiring look, when he saw the crowd suddenly panic.
The captain of the guard rushed over in a panic: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Dragon, it's a giant dragon!"