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Chapter 297 A Twisted World

"?!"

Sister Olivia was slightly taken aback.

She slowly opened her mouth wide, her expression first one of shock, then turning into increasing joy.

thump!
Ignoring the dust, Olivia rushed to the grave mound and frantically dug at the mud and sand with her hands.

Hua Hua Hua...

As the mud and sand were dug away, a black-haired young man gradually came into view of the nun—he was handsome, but his face was pale, and he was currently sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Xiwen? Is it really you...?"

Olivia looked bewildered, and reached out to gently and carefully brush the dirt from the young man's face.

Shivn Milerco.

He was the owner of this tomb.

He was originally an ordinary citizen of the nearby Black Sand Territory. He was an orphan, very introverted and not good at speaking, but kind-hearted and a devout Catholic. He often came to this monastery of Our Lady to worship.

Unfortunately, this young life was ultimately afflicted by the plague and taken away by death... and was buried by Olivia herself.

Now, the nun has witnessed a miracle.

This young man has actually come back to life!
"Excuse me...where am I?"

Suddenly, Olivia heard a male voice, instantly pulling her back to reality.

Before she knew it, the young man had opened his eyes and was looking at her with a calm and profound gaze.

"Ah... Shwin, this is the cemetery of the Our Lady of the Monastery."

Olivia quickly answered.

Her voice was soft, as if it had the power to soothe people.

“I’m sorry, you…you contracted the plague and died here. Well, I know you must have many questions now, but please wait a moment while I pull you out of the ground.”

As she spoke, Olivia began digging in the dirt again.

"..."

Wang Xi remained silent, simply gazing at the strangely-looking nun in black robes before him.

White hair, gaunt, half her face beautiful, half ugly. Above her head, corresponding keywords appeared:

"Sister Olivia of the Celestial Church (Friendly/High-Rank 5-Star/Hero)"

Olivia...

It was the young woman that Caius had seen in his illusion when he captured the Miracle Realm Anchor.

'Indeed, her identity is very special; she seems to be the key intermediary between me and this world.'

Wang Xi thought to himself.

At the same time, he tried to activate the magic and mana within his body, but was surprised to find that there was no response.

this world……

There is absolutely no spiritual energy or magic!
In other words, whether it's a fairy tale series deck or a mystery series deck, it's just a decoration here and can't be used at all.

But after a brief moment of shock, Wang Xi quickly calmed down.

In the past, this would have been equivalent to starting from scratch.

He must rely on the power system of the Miracle Realm to slowly increase his strength. But right now, he has the gold card "Philosopher's Stone" that he obtained from Mark Van.

It doesn't matter that there is no spiritual energy or magic in the Miracle Realm; the pure energy within the "Philosopher's Stone" can be transformed and can serve as Wang Xi's "external mana bar."

His original strength remains unaffected.

Not long after.

Olivia dug open the grave with her bare hands and pulled Wang Xi out of the ground.

Wang Xi said thank you.

The white-haired nun shook her head and tentatively asked, "Xiwen, how are you feeling now?"

Why do you keep calling me 'Xiwen'?

Wang Xi feigned ignorance.

"Hmm?" Olivia was slightly taken aback.

She carefully observed Wang Xi's expression; it didn't seem fake. She couldn't help but wonder if a miracle had caused this young man to lose his memories of his past life.

"Because that is your name, Sherwin Milerco."

The white-haired nun said softly.

"Sorry, I... I don't remember." Wang Xi's acting was superb; he maintained his blank expression.

Olivia sighed softly and murmured:
"Perhaps this is what the Bible means by 'being born again means being reborn, and all the past will be cast aside'."

Immediately, she took Wang Xi's wrist and started walking out of the church: "Come on, let me help you clean your body first, and then I'll explain it to you slowly."

...

...

The Abbey of Our Lady is in a state of disrepair, with various ruins visible along the way.

After leaving the cemetery and walking along the path, Olivia led Wang Xi to an open space surrounded by broken walls.

Many years ago, this place seemed to be a courtyard, with a few dilapidated houses and a well in the center.

Wow.

The white-haired nun filled a wooden bucket with water and guided Wang Xi to sit down on a stone stool. She then used a linen cloth dampened with water to gently wipe the mud and sand off Wang Xi's body.

The movements were extremely careful, as if they were polishing a sacred object, not daring to desecrate it in the slightest.

"...You were a resident of the Black Sand Territory of the Kingdom of Atreus, under the lord Baron Graham. Your parents died of illness nine years ago, leaving you all alone."

Olivia began to tell Wang Xi about his background.

Wang Xi listened quietly, occasionally asking questions.

The nun was very patient and answered all my questions.

Soon, Wang Xi gained a basic understanding of his own projection identity and the environment he was in.

This land is called "Sariye".

The setting is somewhat similar to the Western Middle Ages, quite backward, still in the era of cold weapons.

Sariel's kingdoms were numerous, constantly embroiled in war, and the people suffered greatly.

The more difficult life is, the more faith people tend to have. Sariel had many beliefs, but three were the main ones.

Holy Father, Holy Mother, and the Supreme Will.

Among them, the Catholic Church, to which Olivia belongs, serves the Holy Father and the Holy Mother. It was originally the church with the most believers, but the church has long since declined.

Instead, it was replaced by the "Church of the Holy Blood".

The Church of the Holy Blood believes in the Supreme Will, which created the world and that the more devout a person is, the more attention they will attract, thus bringing miracles.

The Father and the Mother were the first and second people in the world to perform miracles and were favored by the Supreme Will.

These are all explanations given by the Holy Blood Church.

This is also a universally acknowledged truth in this day and age.

the reason is simple……

No one has ever witnessed the miracles of the Father and the Blessed Virgin Mary, yet the Church of the Holy Blood often performs miracles.

Over time, the Church of the Holy Blood gradually became the mainstream faith of Sariel.

Furthermore, the Holy Blood Church, situated atop the Holy Mountain and possessing a Holy Army, is the undisputed overlord of Sariel, with all nations bowing down to it.

'Miracle……'

Wang Xi pondered this in his heart.

Unlike the world of fairy tales and the world of mysticism, the extraordinary power in this world relies entirely on "miracles," and there is no specific system for it; it is all very general.

From the ruler of a country to a common child, regardless of gender, age, wealth, or poverty, anyone can trigger a "miracle."

Miracles can be big or small. Some are big enough to move mountains and fill seas, or even change the rules of the game. Others are small enough to make a seed sprout or a mosquito break its wings.

"Olivia, so according to you, my resurrection is also a miracle?"

Wang Xi sat on the stone stool, his body already wiped clean, and asked the nun a question in a low voice.

“Yes.” Olivia wrung out the linen and nodded solemnly. “I’m not sure if I caused this miracle… but it is definitely a great miracle. The Supreme Will made you born with a great mission.”

What is... a miracle?

Wang Xi asked again.

He developed a strong interest in the extraordinary powers of this world.

Unlike the cardholders of the Miracle System in the main world, Wang Xi directly entered the source of the power, exploring its essence. "Miracle..."

Olivia fell into deep thought.

"I'm afraid no one can explain it. But according to the Holy Blood Church, it is a gift from the Supreme Will to mankind."

"The stronger the faith, emotion, and vision, the easier it is to trigger miracles... and thus change one's destiny."

"It is said that Holy Father Orlando was the first person to trigger a miracle. He was originally a warrior of the Kingdom of Atreus. After being captured by the enemy, he was tortured and tormented. In the end, he triggered a great miracle with his strong faith, which caused the earth to tremble and eventually caused the enemy kingdom of Saatu to collapse and be buried underground."

"The Virgin Mary Jane was originally a nun in the Kingdom of Sopi. She often healed the poor and grieved for their suffering. She wept all day long, and eventually her tears turned into golden tears, saving countless patients and making the poor rich."

As Wang Xi listened to Olivia's story, he felt increasingly uneasy.

Whether it's the Father or the Mother, their deeds are far too outrageous. And they subtly reveal a... inexplicable sense of strangeness.

Olivia quickly hesitated:
"Of course, not all miracles are good... some miracles are terrifying."

"why?"

"Three years ago, a miracle occurred in a small town called Acosta in the south of the Kingdom of Atlantis."

Olivia recalled.

"Because of the years of war, almost all the men of Acosta have died, leaving behind many women, so much so that there is a lack of newborns... The women pray every day, asking the High Will to send down a miracle so that they can give birth to children."

"And then, a miracle really happened."

"but……"

Olivia paused briefly, then sighed:

"Overnight, all the boys in Acosta became pregnant. And, after only a week of gestation, they gave birth to newborns."

"Huh?" Wang Xi was taken aback.

What kind of miracle is this?

The boy became pregnant and gave birth after one week.

But Olivia's story wasn't over yet; she continued, "However, the children born to the boys were all elderly people with white hair."

"?!"

Wang Xi was taken aback.

It's completely upside down...

A boy gives birth to an old man.

'If there truly is such a thing as a "supreme will" in this world, then it is definitely not normal!'

Wang Xi pondered to himself.

"Olivia, are you all alone in this Notre Dame Monastery?"

he asked curiously.

The white-haired nun nodded silently.

Wang Xi asked knowingly, "There are no guards here. What if we encounter bad people?"

“Don’t worry.” Olivia shook her head. “I am a ‘Holy Monk’, capable of triggering minor miracles to protect myself.”

Seeing this, Wang Xi took the opportunity to ask, "A Saintly cultivator?"

He wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the world's power system.

“Yes,” Olivia explained. “Those who have moved the Supreme Will and bestowed miracles are the ‘favored ones of the gods.’ They are incredibly powerful, and their bodies radiate holy light.”

"At the same time, 'divine favor' can also bestow holy light upon others, giving them 'stigmata' and thus granting them some of the power of miracles."

These people are called 'the recipients'.

After Olivia's explanation, Wang Xi gradually understood.

The "stigmata" originally originated from "divine favor".

All recipients are merely "subordinates" developed by them, and through the practice of the corresponding prayers, they can increase their own "stigmata".

Once the number of stigmata reaches a certain level, the individual will also radiate holy light, ascending from a "gifted one" to an acquired "divine favor."

They are called "Holy Monks".

'It seems that those favored by the gods, those who cultivate themselves holyly, and those who receive the gifts are the extraordinary beings of this world.'

Wang Xi said secretly.

According to Olivia, the Holy Monk can also develop "subordinates" and bestow "stigmata" upon others.

So he asked, "Olivia, can I also have 'Stigmata'?"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired nun was surprised: "Xiwen, you want to become my recipient?"

“Hmm.” Wang Xi nodded. “Since my resurrection is a miracle sent down by the supreme will, then I must have some kind of mission… If I can possess power, I can better survive in this chaotic world and fulfill my mission.”

“Alright.” Olivia stood up, her expression turning solemn as she looked at Wang Xi. “My divine favor was Sister Brenda of the Catholic Church, but unfortunately, she returned to the Lord’s embrace several years ago.”

"Her miracle was a 'mourning miracle,' and her ascetic practice involved burying the deceased and praying to gain more 'stigmata.'"

"If I bestow upon you 'stigmata,' then you will be a clergy member of the Catholic Church from now on, and you must not betray your faith. Can you do that?"

Wang Xi nodded.

Seeing this, Olivia clenched her fists, held them to her chest, and bowed her head in prayer.

call--

Her white hair moved on its own even without wind.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xi saw irregular golden holy marks light up on her neck, collarbone, and chest.

Like a hideous scar.

Olivia stepped forward, gently cupped Wang Xi's head, and embraced him.

Golden holy light shone forth.

Wang Xi felt as if he had disappeared into a mountain range, and could hear the dull thumping of a heartbeat.

"You have received instruction from 'Olivia,' do you accept her abilities?"

'Yes. '

Wang Xi said secretly.

Soon, a purple light emerged from Olivia and flew straight into his brow.

At the same time, Wang Xi felt a burning pain on the back of his hand.

Looking down, I saw a bright golden scar on the back of my hand.

He received a gift from Olivia, acquired a stigmata, and officially became a "gifted one".

"All right."

Olivia loosened her embrace and spoke wearily.

"Give it a try, it will guide you to unleash small miracles."

"it is good."

Wang Xi raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Holy light suddenly emanated from the stigmata on the back of his hand.

He suddenly felt inspired and raised his hand to the empty space beside him, making a grasping motion.

hum-

A flash of holy light.

Wow!

A clay cross, as tall as a person, rose from the ground.

Wang Xi covered it with his hand.

boom! !

The cross collapsed, creating a crater several meters in diameter in the ground.

"This miracle can create earthen crosses to strike and bury the enemy."

Olivia explained softly.

“There are other, even stronger ‘Miracle of Mourning’ that require more Stigmata to trigger…”

Wang Xi stopped, finding it strange.

Because he released this small miracle, which resembled "earth magic," without expending any energy.

'However, it's so weak...'

He muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)