BXBX NOVEL Chapter 104: Crimson
Chapter 104: Crimson
In the eyes of many believers, this king of angels is even closer to the image of the Creator than the descendant of the Creator, and is the embodiment of the glory and hope of the world.
"King!" A priest knelt down outside the church, closed his eyes, buried his head, and prayed devoutly.
"What's the matter?" A gentle and mellow voice came from the church. The priest looked up and saw the pure white angel kneeling under the huge cross.
Oseikus opened his pale golden eyes, stood up slowly, turned around, and looked at the priest gently.
He was wearing a pure white robe, with layers of white angel wings hanging down behind him.
His overall image is indeed very similar to that of the Creator.
"King, we found believers worshiping the Crimson Moon in the north of the diocese!" The priest lowered his head to the dust and reported in a serious voice.
"Crimson Moon..." Oseikus seemed to have thought of something.
"Is it night?" Osykus made the most reasonable guess.
The honorable name of the Night Goddess has been spread in many places, including the symbol of "Crimson Lord".
"Why did the Lord allow such an evil god to preach?!" The pure white angel narrowed his eyes.
This is the most confusing point not only for Him, but also for many angel kings and other angels.
The radiance of the Creator shines in every corner of the world. What a dark night, what a Mother Earth. Such a church should not exist!
Taking the Church of the God of War, which is hidden in the dark and mainly consists of giants, as an example, the Church of the Creator can even easily suppress such a church with a real god behind it.
Even the Church of the Night and the Mother Earth cannot resist this power.
"Is it possible that it really involves some secret transactions from ancient times..." Oseikus fell silent.
Allowing the Church of the Night and the Mother Earth to preach is not normal in any way. There have been various conspiracy theories over the past few hundred years - most of which come from the Church of the God of War.
"Sasril, Dream..." Oseikus naturally had his own guess.
Among them, Sasriel is an avatar of the Creator, which is already an open secret, and Mew also enjoys extremely special treatment among the King of Angels.
It's hard not to make some people make some bad guesses.
"I will go and investigate in person." Oseikus had many thoughts flashing through his mind, but his expression did not change at all. He just nodded slightly, and his body seemed to turn into sunlight and disappeared into the church.
His speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to arrive at the north of the diocese under his jurisdiction. This place is adjacent to the diocese where Wind Angel is located. Both sides have some neglect of management here, and it is most suitable for some secret organizations or other churches to preach.
"Crimson Moon?" A little golden light lit up in Oseikus's eyes, like a gradually resurrecting sun, with strands of pure white light blooming.
For Him, light is the meaning of everything and the beginning of everything.
Oseikus got enough information in the sunshine, including the behavior of everyone at this moment and even some dark emotions.
At this level, the power of light has begun to abstract, and the ability to "purify" can even directly perceive and eliminate people's emotions.
"Crimson..." Okuses frowned slightly. He suddenly raised his head, looked up in the sunshine, and saw a crimson moon in the symbol of spirituality.
"There are many vampires hidden here." Okuses also learned this fact.
After the "fall" of Lilith, the Vampires first took refuge in the elves. However, within a few hundred years, the Elf Kingdom also fell, and the 'Beautiful God' Ornia could only hide around with the Vampires.
"The Church of the Mother Earth has also made great efforts to gather the remaining power of the Vampire Clan."
"Huh! There are so many heretics in my parish?!" Okuses was really angry.
There can be no darkness under the sun!
"Night, Mother Earth!" These are two gods, but as proud as Oseicus, he will naturally not be afraid. A pure white light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
His entire body seemed to have turned into a small sun, emitting intense light and heat.
No pagan can survive under the "purification" of the King of Angels!
Buzz!
But this ray of light could not really explode here. A chaotic illusory aura emerged from Okuses' body and trembled slightly.
That was the shelter given to them by the Creator in the early years, and now it is also a symbol of the true King of Angels.
"Lord..." Okuses closed his eyes subconsciously. In the spiritual induction, a chaotic ocean appeared in his eyes, and an infinitely high light and shadow walked on the pale water.
This is an oracle from the Creator.
"All the kings of angels gathered in the Creator's Heaven?" Oseikus got the corresponding picture from it.
It was the image of Saslier praying under the huge cross.
"...calling all the angel kings..."
Why this time? ! Okuses frowned and could only suppress his anger.
It happened to be at this time, which may represent a certain attitude of the Creator.
His attempt to clear out that crimson moon was not allowed.
The appearance of the picture at this time may be some kind of warning to him.
Everything He has done cannot be hidden before the Creator who has the authority of "omniscience and omnipotence".
"...Yes!" Okuses lowered his proud head.
"It's not time to report yet, why are all the angel kings summoned at this time?"
Oseikus rushed to the Creator's Heaven as quickly as possible and came to the temple of Sasril.
"Tsk, little crow? Why are you like this bird now? It's not as fun as before."
Oseikus focused his gaze and looked deep into the temple, where besides Medici there were two figures that he had not seen for hundreds of years.
Angel of Time, Amon and Angel of Dreams, Truman.
They came back from the stars... Oseicus realized this, but he just nodded lightly to these two "colleagues" and waited for Medici to test.
"What? You left your mind in the starry sky and don't recognize me anymore?" Medici looked at Amon and clicked his tongue.
After experiencing the starry sky for hundreds of years, Amon looked exactly like Truman remembered him.
Not only that, his temper has been tempered to a certain extent by Truman, and he will no longer be easily stirred up by Medici.
"Tsk, I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, why are you still using this method? You're not making any progress." Amon pushed his monocle gently and looked at Medici with slight disgust.
"Hey! You've made some progress. It would be great to have the King of Angels as your teacher! I don't even have this kind of treatment."
"..." Both Amon and Adam felt offended!
Sure enough, Medici has not been killed yet, and mastering the legion is definitely one of the most important reasons.