CHAPTER 584: CHAPTER 394: THE DARKEST HOUR OF THE DARK MOON SWORD

Has the Holy Light God manifested?

The first ones to hear this news could only find it baffling.

It wasn’t just the Holy Light God; other deities of the church have been silent for many years, so how could a divine manifestation suddenly emerge?

There hasn’t been anything special lately, is there any necessary reason for the Holy Light God’s manifestation? And as for this so-called manifestation... what exactly has He done?

If you have to say there’s something special recently, it would be the news of Gwendolin’s death breaking out, and then the Holy Light God manifests immediately after, which is too suspicious.

Out of curiosity, crowds flocked to the Holy Light Church, wanting to see what new and good things this mainstream church in the Kingdom could offer.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Holy Light Church, people finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that a devout Holy Light believer, who was on the brink of death due to a severe illness, was suddenly enveloped by Holy Light piercing through the clouds. Under the gaze of many, not only did he recover, but he also transformed from a skinny rod to a towering man, his height exceeding 1.8 meters, with arms broad enough for a horse to run on.

In the minds of the believers, this is a blessing from the God!

"Isn’t the person who received the blessing Lica? He lives right next to me!" Someone recognized the believer’s identity and shouted:

"He was afflicted with an illness that doctors couldn’t treat, and his family came to the church daily to pray, staying for the whole day every time!"

Hearing this, the crowd chimed in: "I remember, I’ve seen his family; they are the most devout believers of all!"

"Yes, his family donated almost all their income to the church, always the first to pray and the last to leave! It was their actions that moved the God!"

The believer named Lica stared in disbelief at his body, his face showing ecstatic joy as he cried and knelt on the ground, kowtowing non-stop to the divine statue of the Holy Light God, overwhelmed with excitement.

The Holy Light that had pierced the clouds and enveloped him was slowly withdrawing, a sight that amazed onlookers.

At this moment, someone in the crowd seemed to have seen something, nodded, and suddenly shouted: "Wait, how do we know the Holy Light God healed him? What if it was just some powerful Magician passing by who offered assistance?"

The Holy Light believers glared angrily at him, and then he continued unhurriedly: "Is there any evidence to prove he was personally healed by the God?"

"There is."

An aged voice sounded, and when people looked up, it was the bishop!

The bishop helped Lica, who was kneeling, stand up, showing a kindly smile and encouraging him: "Try to use it, show the power that the God has bestowed upon you."

Lica showed a bewildered expression, but under the bishop’s guidance, he raised his palm to the sky. Suddenly, a gentle Holy Light showered upon the crowd, and all who believed in the Holy Light felt endless warmth, their spirits elevated, and even the elders regained black hair.

"This, this is Divine Arts!" someone exclaimed in shock.

The crowd buzzed, Divine Arts, a special type of magic that only those blessed by the God can use, had not been seen for many years!

There’s no longer any need to doubt, this Lica was indeed bestowed with blessing by the Holy Light God!

The Holy Light God has manifested!

The bishop smiled at the crowd, waved a gold staff symbolizing authority, and tiny specks of light like golden dust scattered into the crowd.

He proudly and loudly announced:

"The Holy Light God has brought back blessings!"

Within the Church.

Albud sat inside a secret chamber, listening to the chorus of hymns from outside, his expression unchanged, as wooden as a plank.

A mocking laughter came from beside him.

"Hehe, believers are really a simple bunch, just give them some ambiguous hope, and they turn out this joyful, unable to distinguish the true from the false deity."

"Watch your words," Albud said with a sullen face, delivering a line befitting his character.

"What’s the issue? The church runs on business, after all."

The speaker was Hade, the young Holy Light Knight, now the Holy Light Knight Captain of Bed City, having replaced Albud.

He caressed the uniquely shaped hand armor placed next to the altar and said with a smile:

"As soon as I learned about the Shadow Sun, I had some of my men play the role of ignorant believers to spread the news, and when they aroused public anger, I disciplined them harshly, not only showing the church’s strictness and responsibility but also successfully spreading the intel; not claiming credit is already showing humility."

Albud’s face was full of black lines; given his persona as a fanatic, should he go over and punch the other person? But he couldn’t do so.

Because...

"Who would have thought, the church-prepared weapons for so many years would first be used in Bed City, and by me, it’s truly an honor beyond measure."

Hade adjusted the hand armor on the altar and asked: "Is there any believer in this city devout enough to receive blessing, make me a list, I want to perform a ’miracle’ for each."

That hand armor is a weapon, named [Light God’s Right Arm].

This is the weapon left behind by a Hero of the Holy Light Knight lineage after his death, and its current effect is: