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Chapter 94. Angel's Tears, A Cup Overflowing with Blessings

Kroa chose the bottom of the lake as the place to create the Holy Water of Light, the Wings of Light, and the Scroll of Light Connection.

One reason was to test the mushroom's reaction, and the other was... he really needed to absorb the mushroom's divine power, otherwise, if he ran out of power during the production process, it would be troublesome.

Of these three alchemical creations, the easiest to make is the Holy Water of Light.

The Baron provided the basic holy water; what Kroa needed was to summon "Light-Bearing Fireflies," a special life form located in the elemental plane, through a Light Summoning spell circle.

After receiving help from the Fireflies, he still needs to fuse the Fireflies' fire of prayer into the holy water, turning it into a semi-elemental creation.

Only then can it be considered an initial success.

Finally, Baron Kemoye must personally merge his consciousness into the Holy Water of Prayer for it to be completely completed.

According to the description in the book "Miracle of Light", the Fire of Light is a flame that can carry consciousness, so it can obey people's commands and instructions.

"Hmm, isn't this just controlling fireflies?"

After muttering something, he reviewed the light magic circle in "Miracle of Light" again, then stretched out his finger and began to draw on the soil in front of him—this soil was something he had gone to great lengths to find; it was "pure" soil, and according to legend, God first passed on the first divine oracle to the Papacy on this soil.

It can be considered a material for casting spells.

At the same time, he was loudly chanting a solemn-sounding hymn.

"A sacred firefly from the realm of flawlessness..."

"I beg you, descend from the flawless world to this defiled one."

"All suffering, all sorrow, all pain will vanish with your arrival..."

"Your body will return to the light, and your spirit will be with me, guiding you on the path to light!"

This kind of hymn is actually a kind of incantation, just in a different form of expression, but to be honest... it's much better to watch than the rambling, incoherent chants of a sorcerer.

As he chanted, the magic circle in front of him gradually took shape, accompanied by the melody of the hymn.

As the last sentence was uttered, the magic circle was fully formed.

A crack slowly unfolded at the center of the magic circle.

An extremely sacred light began to shimmer within, as if white clouds, feathers, and a gentle breeze were slowly blowing out.

A sacred aura lingered all around.

To be honest, the visual effects and magical expression of holy magic are indeed much better than those of pure magic.

If an ordinary person were to see this rift shimmering with a divine light, they would surely kneel down and shout that a god has descended.

Even he found the holy light quite warm.

After the magic circle was formed, he kept an eye on the mushrooms and angels not far away.

Sure enough, they reacted to the magic array.

The angel who had been sleeping slowly spread its wings and stood up from the mushroom, a look of confusion flashing across its androgynous face.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched the magic circle.

A majestic voice rang out: "The road to heaven is wide..."

Then the crack in the center of the magic circle suddenly widened dozens of times, from a maximum of three or four centimeters to a width of three meters, and the magic circle itself expanded.

The divine power surging forth, along with the breeze, feathers, and clouds, suddenly multiplied, and the vast power swept over everything around it.

Fortunately, the nature of divine power is relatively gentle.

It did not cause any harm.

At most, it would just be... bestowing blessings or something upon all the plants and magical beasts present.

"..."

"Did you turn the rift into a teleportation portal?"

Kroa quickly took two steps back.

Just kidding, he didn't want to fall in there. Behind it was the so-called "Mount Ciguang," which was a world of light elements relatively close to the realm of the gods.

If he falls in... he'll probably have to consider transforming his physical body into an elemental being.

But it's not over.

The angel spoke again: "Holy fireflies, depart from this false paradise!"

The magic circle trembled slightly.

Kroa sensed something was wrong and retreated to the edge of Coral, also calling over all the Kabamon.

After he had settled the Kaba Beasts and looked at the magic circle again, countless shimmering fireflies suddenly sprang out from it.

It flowed out from within like a river of light.

Then they gathered towards the angel, humbly dancing around it, their scattering fireflies covering the ground in a thick layer.

Their power seemed to be flowing towards the angel, and their own lives gradually weakened as their power disappeared, until they finally fell to the ground and died completely.

As elemental beings, elemental power is equivalent to their life force. If their power is drained in this way, they will naturally die very quickly.

"This...it looks more like a sacrifice." Chloe immediately sensed something was wrong.

In his mind, the angel and the mushroom were completely selfless beings, giving him whatever he wanted. They would even unleash all their power to dispel the dark clouds and floods.

As a result, He is now drawing power from fireflies.

"No, this shouldn't be the case."

After a brief moment of speculation, he shook his head, waiting for the possible changes.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed second by second.

The number of fireflies emerging from the magic circle gradually decreased, and the magic circle itself began to slowly close due to the immense pressure it had endured.

Clearly, this hastily completed summoning circle had reached its limit.

At this moment, a thick layer of fireflies had accumulated beneath the angel. The lifeless fireflies had taken on a transparent form, like fragile crystals.

He watched with pity as the fireflies went one after another... until the last one lost its light and fell to the ground.

He finally spoke the third sentence.

"Your blood nourished me, stripped away the light of falsehood before me, and I gave you new life in my tears."

As He said these words, tears began to flow from His eyes; they were extremely clear, sparkling with holy light and vitality.

As His cheek fell, the surrounding space trembled slightly, forming visible divine ripples.

One drop, two drops...

"Tick-tock~~~"

It dripped onto the dead firefly.

Then the fireflies actually started to slowly flap their wings and took flight again. The light on their bodies seemed unchanged, but there seemed to be some subtle changes.

After being resurrected, the fireflies did not continue to fly around the angel, but instead stayed quietly to one side.

Kroya, who was watching all this from the side, swallowed hard.

That... that couldn't be the legendary resurrection spell, Angel's Tears, could it? It's said that only angels close to God can bestow it, capable of resurrecting lives that have been dead for no more than three days.

Legend has it that the current pope died in a holy war, was resurrected by an archangel sent by God, and finally wore the papal crown.

Kroya was really getting restless.

Whether or not those are real angel tears, they are still very precious materials!

I kind of want to have it.

Perhaps his gaze was too intense, for the angel turned his head and glanced at him before speaking for the fourth time:

"You have guided a little life polluted by the defiled light, my friend, may your cup overflow with blessings."

He flew over slowly and placed a kiss on Kroa's forehead. From the spot of the kiss, a strange spring of water flowed out.

After landing on the ground, a very peculiar magical plant slowly grew out of it. Its flower looked like a cup, with colorful petals that resembled different colored decorations on the cup, and it was filled with clear spring water.

The spring water really overflowed, gushing outwards, dripping and dripping, and soon formed a small stream.

Upon seeing the stream, the fireflies immediately flew over excitedly, tumbling and dancing in it before circling around Kroya.

There is clearly a mysterious connection between them and Kroya—they have become Kroya's magical pets.

Kroa: "..."

Something feels weird. This looks like water flowing out of my brain. And what's this? I was kissed by an angel?

Are you male or female?

His doubts were destined to remain unanswered, because after accomplishing all of this, the angel flew back to the mushroom and continued to curl up and fall into a deep sleep.

The only difference is that... His light is much brighter.

Through the Astral Imprint Technique, one can also see a faint phantom representing the Prayer Firefly on the platinum ring.

Only then was it truly over.

"This is really... strange."

Scratching his head, Kroya thought about everything that had just happened and noticed a few important points.

First, the angel said that these fireflies came from "false heaven" and that their bodies were "filthy light," which was a clear expression of disdain.

Within the Vatican, this is generally spoken to non-believers.

Furthermore, when He was fed the power of the Earth Mother Goddess, He showed such obvious disgust... Could it be that He represents a former deity?

Or perhaps it was a special creation made by those gods in the past.

It's related to the Ark, absolutely related to the Ark.

Kroya thought it was very likely, which is why He reacted to the Holy White Iron given by the previous papacy and sent by Baron Camoyer.

"In other words, if I want to get more treasures from Him, I need to collect things from the former Vatican that contain divine power."

Then it would also be useful to summon beings currently in the Light Elemental Plane.

He made this conjecture and thought it was worth a try; if it succeeded, he should be able to reap even greater benefits.

Unfortunately, the notes didn't contain much description of the so-called Sky Ark, and it didn't seem to mention who it belonged to.

"What a pity. If I had some Void Crystals, I could have given it a try too."

He decided to wait until the fishing season ended to see if he could spend money to buy a few pieces of Empty Crystals to try his luck.

Now he needs to finish the Holy Water of Prayer as soon as possible, and he doesn't know if the Fireflies of Prayer will change after being resurrected by the angels.

And what exactly are these flowers formed from the clear spring water dripping from his forehead? Will these fireflies that pray for light live here from now on?

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(End of this chapter)