Blind Date in Time and Space

The first city, the church of light.

Before the evil god came to the Divine Grace Continent, it was just a small church. The Church of Light was located in the original city to symbolize that the goddess stood on the side of the beginning.

The same is true for the other three Orthodox churches.

After the arrival of the evil god, the Church of Light sent a large number of people and materials here, gradually forming the size of a cathedral. Later, Pope Xialu personally took charge, becoming the center of the Church of Light in the Divine Grace Continent.

But after.

The Divine Saint Astana was contaminated by the evil god and took the initiative to enter the underground of the church. She locked herself in a cage, used the divine chain Rael's Punishment, and sealed her in the underground of the church with a large magic circle of confinement.

However, the evil god is still too powerful.

As Astana became more and more contaminated, the evil aura exuding from her gradually invaded the entire cathedral, and the Church of Light was forced to move to another place in the city and build another church.

If it weren't for the fact that Astana had not lost her mind and was still fighting against evil from her words, this cathedral would have been purified by everyone.

At this moment, eight people stood in front of the church door.

Imory, the king of elves, held a long blade in his hand and carried one on his back. His handsome face was solemn and solemn, and he carefully looked at the church in front of him, where white and black, holiness and evil, order and madness were intertwined.

Several high knights of the kingdom were holding huge shields. They stood in front of the church with their burly bodies. Facing the evil aura, they were as vulnerable as rabbits.

There was an uneasy look on their faces.

"I saw Astana, she is waiting for us."

Xia Lu said slowly.

"Maybe the evil god is waiting for us!"

Wilford, who believed in the Mother of All Things, was strongly hostile to the cathedral in front of him.

He could feel that this place had been deeply invaded by evil. Even if there was some holy power left, it could not cover up the evil nature inside.

"Let's go in and have a look."

The high priest of the sky god who symbolizes poetry and freedom, Rossetti has beautiful long golden hair, slightly wrinkled eyebrows, and a gentle smile:

"Astana is a strong child. She has been fighting evil alone for a long time under the church. No matter how she becomes now, we should go and see her."

Everyone looked at her.

Rossetti summoned a harp that exuded soft light, and gently plucked the strings with his fingers. The beautiful sound rippled out, temporarily driving away the evil around him, and also blessing everyone with the blessing of poetry, allowing them to be in confusion. Guidance can be found in .

"Rossetti, your hair!"

The silent Elf King Imory was finally moved at this time.

Everyone looked at Rossetti's long blond hair. At some point, the ends of the beautiful blond hair were dyed pale gray.

It is a color of withering and decay, symbolizing death and decay.

She is tainted with evil.

And it's already very deep.

"Don't tell anyone else about this yet."

Rossetti chuckled softly.

There has been no good news from the First City for a long time, and there is too much bad news.

"Let's go in."

Rossetti was the first to enter the cathedral. "One of the reasons I came here is to hear how Astana fought against evil, and whether that great being can accept converts."

Several kingdom knights chased after them and wanted to go ahead, but Rossetti blocked them.

"...let's go."

Imory tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand.

The eight people entered the church together, found the entrance to the cage, and walked down the steps step by step.

The further down they go, the stronger the evil they feel.

The great knight of the kingdom is very powerful and can compete with the orc royal family one on one.

But under the shroud of this evil atmosphere, they became trembling with fear, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and the shields in their hands seemed to be nothing, unable to stop the omnipresent evil at all.

"The goddess said that we live under light and hope, and spiritual wisdom guides us forward."

The scepter in Xialu's hand bloomed with light, once again dispelling the chaotic evil aura that was coming.

"Speed ​​up your pace and get closer to Astana!"

Imory felt the pure power ahead, and the faint hope in his heart was ignited again.

Maybe, Astana really...

The eight people quickly went down the steps. Before they saw Astana, they saw the pure holy light emanating from the bottom of the cage, and heard the soft, ethereal, melodious prayer poem:

"Great Lord, you created the vast starry sky. Beautiful stars surround your kingdom of God. The stars are eternal and immortal. They bloom hundreds of millions of light years away. They are a symbol of your majestic power..."

Astana, praying in a church cage.

She is the only person in the Divine Grace Continent who is still praying.

Even though she was strongly invaded by the power of the evil god and became twisted and weird, unable to leave under the church, she still prayed and asked God to respond.

only.

Everyone who should have been moved by her persistence suddenly changed their expressions after hearing her prayer.

Even Pope Xialu, who cared about Astana the most and watched her grow up, was so frightened that he lost his balance and stepped on the ground. After being supported by Wilford in time, he shouted down in grief:

"Astana, stop your prayers!!"

What Astana sang was the prayer of the evil god.

It is full of evil temptation and can distort people's cognition.

She actually praised the stars for their eternity? !

"Astana, stop!!"

The newly ignited hope of Elf King Imory was once again extinguished. He quickly went down, pulled out the Elf Blade in his hand, and landed at the bottom of the church cage with a light body.

The melodious prayers stopped.

When Imory saw Astana, her strong body seemed to be frozen by something, and she looked at the scene in front of her in shock.

"Lord, please allow me to temporarily stop praying to you. Guests have arrived."

Rossetti and others looked at each other on the stairs.

At least Astana still has a shred of sanity and has not been completely eroded by the evil god.

But what did Imory see?

Pope Xialu, holding the scepter, jumped up, fell to the bottom of the cage, and saw Astana.

Like Imory, he was stunned.

"What's going on? What happened?"

Wilford frowned and slowly landed.

The few kingdom knights were the slowest, running down quickly and slowly.

Then, there was silence too.

The scene before them challenged their perceptions.

The slender Astana sits on a pile of chains made of divine locks, her slender legs close together, like a girl in a skirt sitting on the river bank, admiring the blooming flowers, noble and dignified.

Even the smiles looking at them had a holy charm.

"Xiaru, Imory, Rossetti, Wilford, and several knights, welcome you."

She smiled and spoke.

Under her body, sitting was the Lock of the Gods.

This is a chain that the Mother Goddess of All Things instructed the Craftsman God to create that can bind the gods.

The purpose is to tie Rael, the god of disaster, to a high mountain so that he can endure the punishment of wind, rain, ice, snow, thunder and lightning for a long time.

It wasn't until one day that the irritable Rael used his body to shield the flowers under his feet from the wind and rain, and the Mother Goddess of All Things unlocked the divine lock and allowed him to return to the Kingdom of God.

Therefore, this divine chain that can bind gods is also called Rael's bondage, or Rael's punishment.

but now.

Astana not only broke free from the God's Chain, but also sat it under her. Even though the God's Chain had lost part of its power due to the return of the Mother Goddess of All Things to its original state, Astana's power still moved them. .

The reason for her strength probably comes from the large number of light balls floating around her, constantly rotating, and constantly rotating around her.

The movement of these light balls is extremely weird.

The smaller one revolves around the larger one, the larger one revolves around the larger one, and together they revolve around Astana.

Like a circus trick.

But these weird light balls reveal...the power of divine magic!

"Astana, what is this?"

Xia Lu couldn't help but ask.

Astana is a descendant of the gods, and she should be the only person in the Divine Grace Continent who can also cast divine magic.

But she hasn't used magic for a long time, leaving others unsure whether she can still use magic.

Now it's certain.

Astana can use the power of the gods.

God may still exist.

"This is the beautiful starry sky created by the Lord I believe in."

Astana answered with a smile, raised her fingertips, and tapped the light balls under the watchful eyes of the eight people opposite.

A large number of light balls dimmed and flew away.

The largest ball of light was left, constantly rotating around Astana. The light shone on her face with black lines. The ball of light was rotating, and the light and dark on her face were constantly changing.

"This is day and night. The sun created by the Lord shines on His people in this way. Deep in the starry sky, there are many suns, and they form the starry sky..."

Astana patiently explained to them. Finally, she clasped her hands in front of her chest and praised piously:

"The Lord is a great being outside the void. He is identical with the beginning and can create all things. The starry sky of his divine kingdom, the earth, is thousands of times vaster than ours."

Imory, Wilford, Xia Lu and others were so shocked that they lost their words.

They instinctively feel that there is no existence equivalent to the original.

But the pure power surrounding Astana was completely different from the evil god.

She is not tainted by evil.

It's just that the world described is beyond their knowledge.

"Your Majesty Astana."

Rossetti reached out and stroked her long hair in front of her body. Her fingertips rubbed the gray at the ends of her hair, and asked her with a chuckle: "Can the great Creator you believe in accept believers other than yourself?"

The high priest of the sky god wants to convert to the creator outside the void?

Although it is said that before the gods return to their original state, they will leave oracles for them to follow other gods.

but.

If the Creator was an evil god in disguise, the consequences would be disastrous.

Wilford was one of the people who had the strongest doubts about Astana, but at this moment, he did not speak out against it.

because.

After seeing Astana with my own eyes.

He also saw a faint and small glimmer of hope.

Wilford chose to remain silent.

"The Lord is merciful." Astana winked slightly playfully, "But even if the Lord is merciful, I have to ask the Lord for his opinion."

"Too dangerous."

The oldest elf, Imory, said: "There are many polluted people outside the city. They can no longer be saved and are not allowed to enter the city again."

"what do you mean?"

"I come forward to make a guarantee and let the polluted elves outside the city come in, come here, and believe in the Creator outside the void!"

Imory's eyes glowed with hope: "If the polluted elves regain their former lightness and vigor, all the elves in the Divine Grace Continent will always follow you, Astana."

Astana has become the agent of the Creator in the Divine Grace Continent. Without her permission, others can only follow her.

There are more than one million people in the city, and outside the city, in addition to many evil believers, there are far more people than in the city who are tortured by evil forces.

If they can get rid of evil, the Divine Grace Continent will...

Everyone looked at Astana.

"good."

Astana nodded slightly, "The Lord is merciful, I pray to the Lord now, you guys don't talk."

Imory and the other eight people stepped back and stood respectfully and solemnly by the wall, waiting and looking at her.

They had not prayed for many years and had somewhat forgotten how to pray to the gods.

But Astana's first words sent them into a strong shock.

"Lord, are you there?"

this……

How did prayer become like this? !