I alone have my own laws; I start by fabricating myths and legends of mountains and seas.

Chapter 124 Michael

Su Fan, who plays Attila the Hun, the Scourge of God, accepts the Pope's invitation and walks to St. Peter's Square, where he casually sits down on an ancient stone slab.

The movements were ancient yet exuded an undeniable authority.

"No." The bold Latin words crashed into the silent air, "I could not enter through the narrow gate of Christ, but that will led me here, in broad daylight, in the sight of all, to witness a miracle!"

"Wait here?" The Pope's voice remained calm. "St. Peter's Square is a place of prayer and pilgrimage for believers, not a place for lingering or waiting, much less—"

Su Fan, playing Attila the Hun, the Scourge of God, interrupted the Pope. His tone was not harsh; he simply stated the facts: "I have come here to bear witness, guided by a certain will. I do not enter through the narrow gate unless I am a believer!"

The Pope remained silent, and no one behind him dared to utter a sound. Thousands of beams of light above the square, like invisible pressure, converged upon the Pope, awaiting his decision.

"In that case," the Pope spoke slowly, his voice echoing across the silent square, "we should respect every soul that seeks the truth, and also revere God's unfathomable plans. You may wait here if you wish."

He paused, his tone turning solemn: "But this is a sacred place. I hope your waiting will not disturb the prayers of the believers or disrupt the peace of the square. The Swiss Guard and the Italian army need to maintain necessary order here."

Su Fan, who plays Attila, simply nodded slightly upon hearing this.

The real big work is about to begin.

Su Fan began his work, appearing calm on the surface, but secretly using his powerful mental energy to manipulate objects remotely.

Su Fan manipulated the dust on the ground to condense it into a clay angel with an extraordinary handsome appearance, wearing ancient Roman armor, holding a sword in one hand and scales in the other.

The dust particles that have been ground down by the footsteps of millions of people for hundreds of years, those dust particles that were originally lying silently in the cracks of the stone slabs, are now, as if summoned by an invisible hand of God, suddenly freed from the shackles of gravity!

They didn't rise violently, but rather gathered silently in an elegant and precise way that defied common sense.

A face emerged, a beauty that transcended gender, embodying supreme compassion and absolute judgment.

Judging from the appearance of this clay sculpture of a six-winged angel, believers and clergy know that this is Michael, the vice-ruler of Heaven and the Lord's most devout archangel.

This name, without needing to be uttered, has already resounded and exploded in countless violently beating hearts.

The vice-ruler of Heaven, the embodiment of divine justice, the commander of the angelic army, the one who wields the balance of the heavens to weigh souls at the final judgment, the radiant warrior who confronts the fallen angel Lucifer, the image depicted in countless scriptures, icons, and prayers.

The Pope swayed almost imperceptibly, then abruptly reached out and grabbed the cold stone door frame, his knuckles turning white from the force. All color drained from his face; this was the height of his elation.

His lips moved, but no sound came out. Perhaps even he himself didn't know whether he should pray or kneel down at this moment.

The devout old woman knelt directly on the ground, her forehead pressed against the cold stone slab, sobbing uncontrollably. The fanatical believers wept bitterly, pushing forward recklessly, stretching out their arms, trying to touch the majestic light, seemingly weightless, sprinkled by the dust angels, crying out, "Michael! Archangel!"

"A miracle! A true miracle!"

"The glory of the Lord has descended upon His kingdom!"

The old priest had already knelt down. He had witnessed the shroud transform into the holy cloak and the dust mold into the shape of Michael, both of which occurred through Attila.

A thought that chilled his soul and almost dared not contemplate became increasingly clear: was the flogging itself part of a divine plan? Perhaps even the harshest and most direct part? Lord, Your wisdom is higher than our ways.

Su Fan watched silently, and at the critical moment, Su Fan instructed the Heavenly Dao to control the mud angel Michael.

And so the angel made of dust moved!

With a thought, Su Fan conjured a magnified phantom of Michael above him. With another thought, a rain of light began to fall from the sky!

This was naturally one of Su Fan's little tricks, an enhanced and upgraded version of the Light Healing Technique that consumed a lot of faith power!

Soon people also discovered the magic of this rain, which had form and appearance but no substance. It was a miracle; those who were bathed in the rain of light had their hidden ailments healed and improved.

If it weren't for the majestic phantoms of angels still in the sky, and the Pope still being there, they would still be in this holy land of faith.

It's probably already in complete chaos.

"Thanks be to my Lord!"

"May our Heavenly Father walk on earth as He walks in His heavenly kingdom, and may His glory shine upon His people who believe in Him!"

"O believers! Thanks be to the merciful and great Lord, His messenger has come to His earthly kingdom. Welcome Him! Hallelujah!"

Gazing upon this miracle, the Pope piously proclaimed, "Lord! Have you finally heard the call of your servant? Begin to bestow this miracle!"

During this time, the pope spent his days in confusion, fear, anxiety, and apprehension. He would often be unable to sleep at midnight and would pray to God alone in his house.

The exodus of believers has continued for over a century. Although in theory, the Lord is still the faith of one-sixth of the people on this planet, the decline and shrinking of the church's power is a real fact.

Although he took many remedial measures in hopes of changing the situation and becoming a good shepherd of the Lord, it was all in vain.

Especially recently, the descent of an alien god from the Eastern Kingdom has made their lives even more difficult, but he is helpless and cannot change the situation.

He could only outwardly maintain the appearance that everything was under control, after all, he was essentially God's representative on earth, the shepherd who shepherded God's sheep.

If he were to appear insecure, it would be a devastating blow to countless believers; he must act this way.

Now everything has changed!

The Pope wanted to kneel down, even though according to the Vatican's records, his status as Pope was theoretically equal to that of the Holy Son, and therefore he did not need to kneel.

But everyone knows that if he doesn't kneel, he might be considered disrespectful by Michael, the vice-ruler of Heaven and God's most trusted angel, and beheaded with a single sword.

After all, their knowledge of Michael came from mythology, and the image and authority of this angel had been revised countless times. Just as the pope was about to kneel down, an invisible force stopped his body from kneeling.

"Shepherds of the Lord on earth! You are His representative among humankind. In this world, you need not kneel before any life other than the Lord!" Michael spoke, his voice bright and majestic. "Shepherds of the Lord! The world will undergo a great change; the age of mythology will arrive, and the Lord will awaken from His slumber. He will renew the Ten Commandments covenant with humanity!"

The pope felt he had gotten a great deal, wondering what he had done to deserve the same treatment as Saint Moses.

"I do! I am willing to renew the covenant with the Lord," the Pope exclaimed excitedly.

At the same time, Su Fan used his mental power to activate the Pope's Scepter of Light, Crown of Thorns, and Papal Robe using the [Divine Mask].

A covenant made of light appeared. The Pope straightened his clothes, trying to appear as solemn as possible, and quickly glanced through the contents, finding that they were very similar to the covenant Moses had made with God.

"In the name of the Pope of this generation, and on behalf of the Lamb of Christ, I hereby enter into this covenant, vowing to uphold the glory of the Church! To uphold the glory of the Lord!"

Michael, manipulated by the Heavenly Dao, also spoke up: "I, the Great Lord of Heaven, in my capacity as the Supreme Commander of the Holy Legion, agree to this decree on behalf of the Lord."

Su Fan, who plays Attila the Hun, the Scourge of God, also rose and declared, "I bear witness here!"

With this step, the castle of Ii-tei-oka radiated an infinitely gentle, sacred light.

This was naturally part of Su Fan's plan. Could it be that Su Fan came to the Europa region just for fun?

Of course not. Last time, when the Daoist sect held the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony to elevate Zhenwu's rank, Su Fan received countless benefits. Could it really be that—

Is Su Fan only good at showing off?

"Heavenly Dao! Begin! Graft the system of faith and divine arts onto this world!" Su Fan commanded the Heavenly Dao in his mind.

With Su Fan's order, the Heavenly Dao manipulated things, and countless people in this world were drawn into the system of faith and divine arts.

Su Fan wants to borrow the help of the world's most devout believers to deduce the development of the faith-based divine arts system. This is also because the useless Heavenly Dao couldn't create a reliable and complete extraordinary system, so this is the only option he can choose.

Of course, most people who can awaken the divine arts of faith are clergy. Su Fan has no doubt that if people who can awaken the divine arts of faith were in a perfect divine world, they would definitely be fanatics.

Devout believers who practice what they preach, priests, parish priests, bishops, cardinals, and popes.

These are the people who awakened the faith-based divine magic system, which can be considered Su Fan's reward, allowing the church to monetize the faith power that had little value in its hands!

In St. Peter's Square, the afterglow of the miracle faded. The rain of light ceased, and although the phantom of Michael in the sky and the suspended angel of dust had restrained their most dazzling brilliance and were now merely inanimate objects outside the control of the heavenly order, their very existence was like an eternal mark imprinted in the air and etched into the hearts of everyone.

The believers' fervent praise, emotional weeping, and devout prayers merged into a deep and continuous wave of sound, rising and falling like the tides.

The voice of Su Fan, playing Attila the Hun, the Scourge of God, rang out. It was still his stiff, ancient Latin, but strangely, it carried a clarity and power that could penetrate the noise and reach the heart: "The miracle has been performed, the covenant has been made, and the new path has been opened. However, if the recipient does not understand its meaning or know how to use it, it is like a child holding a sword, bringing misfortune rather than fortune."

Su Fan naturally did not leave, after all, the Holy See would be the main force in helping to deduce the faith and divine magic system in the future!

"I am not here to preach or to spread my religion," Su Fan, playing Attila the Hun, the Scourge of God, continued, his tone as calm as recounting the changing seasons on the grasslands. "I have come here guided by that will and entrusted by it to give some guidance and clarify the path for those who have just acquired this power after witnessing it here. This is the continuation of the witness and the beginning of the fulfillment of the covenant."

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