Chapter 2386: Divine Art Blooms, the Helpless Truth Church

Author: Mr. Tai Su

Chapter 2386: Divine Art Blooms, the Helpless Truth Church

The prophet Begna looked at the closed door to the starry sky. Ivan Vincent had already entered the starry sky. There was no point in their staying here, so he said.

"We go back to Allinge to observe the starry sky. We cannot miss this historic moment. In about three to five minutes, His Excellency Ivan Vincent will arrive at the predetermined orbit."

Ivan Vincent arrived at the predetermined orbit. This sentence seems a bit wrong, but it is not a strange thing in the magical world. From this, we can deeply understand the inhuman nature of the Grand Arcanist.

Hathaway and others returned to Arlinge together, standing on the 33rd floor of the headquarters and looking up at the stars.

Time passed minute by minute, but there was no change in the night sky. The stars twinkled like countless eyes. They moved according to their orbits forever, as quiet as most nights in the past.

Astrologer Samantha observed the star trails on her observatory to improve a fate-interference magic. During a short break, she still looked at the starry sky with pure appreciation.

"The starry sky is the most beautiful scenery in the world, full of vast and profound feelings, which makes people awe from the heart!"

Samantha murmured to herself as if reciting poetry.

Suddenly, Samantha's beautiful eyes opened wide, so ferocious that they seemed to pop out of their sockets, because in the starry sky, a star lit up without warning, a star that had never appeared before.

So close, so dazzling, and the trajectory is so special!

"A new star is born?"

Samantha was so horrified that she couldn't close her mouth at all.

Holy city of Reims.

Pope Benedict III was reading the classics. Suddenly, he looked out the window with emotion and saw the unprecedented bright star, which lit up half of the sky and competed with the setting sun!

With a bang, the book in Pope Benedict II's hand fell to the ground, and he blurted out in a daze.

"New stars?"

"Who is it?!"

In the Aringe Magic Tower, when the stars lit up, everyone suddenly let out a low roar, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration and anger in their hearts.

"It can really work. There is nothing wrong with the gravity theory system! With the arcane power, we are correct!"

Ivan Vincent embedded a magic circle on the artificial planet in order to make the artificial planet shine with scorching light like the sun. Otherwise, he was worried that the church would not be able to see it.

In Rentat, in Antiphore, in Tria, in Alto, in countless cities, no matter day or night, many strong men and many ordinary humans stared at the sky with their mouths open.

, they have never seen the birth of stars!

The stars are all covered by the bright and dazzling light, and a brand new sun seems to have appeared in the night sky. The artificial planet exudes its own brilliance wantonly and moves in the sky along the established trajectory without any care.

"This is not the real birth of a star..."

"Its orbit is too close. If it is really a star, it will collide with the world and destroy everything..."

"What on earth is this?"

"There is such an unimaginable and shocking power?"

In the Kingdom of Buriana, a magic tower reaches into the sky.

A certain high-level astrologer was originally making a prediction about something based on the fate of the stars reflected in the crystal ball, but at this time, he opened his mouth slightly and looked at the starry sky with a dull expression. He had never seen it so bright.

Such exaggerated stars appeared so suddenly without any warning!

This is even more incredible than the Crimson Moon some time ago!

"What kind of star is this?"

After a while, he muttered to himself. Then, he suddenly woke up, looked down at the crystal ball in his hand, and looked at the trajectory of fate that had changed without him paying attention. He said with some annoyance and frustration:

"We have to start over again. The birth of a star will definitely bring about great changes in the destiny of the galaxy..."

After several dozen minutes, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the air in astonishment:

"Why is there no reflection of fate?"

"Is this a star?"

At the edge of the dark mountains, there is an adventurer camp. Stannis, the Nightmare King, who likes to mingle with the crowd, observe changes in people's hearts, and collect various dreams, is enjoying a leisurely afternoon tea in the cabin. Suddenly, the white glazed porcelain tea cup in his hand lost control,

It made a wonderful trajectory and fell to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound and turning into countless pieces of porcelain. But Stannis didn't care about it at all. He arrived at the window in a flash, raised his head and looked towards the east.

In the distant sky, a round of bright and dazzling stars suddenly emerged from nothingness, illuminating half of the sky and shining with the sun. It was extremely exaggerated.

"There is a problem with my cognitive world. Is it affected by my own dreams or illusions?"

Stannis looked at the setting sun, and then looked back at the brand new stars without fear of the dazzling light, watching them naturally move along their orbits.

"If it's a dream, what kind of psychological reflection does this newly-born star, such a terrifying star that can compete with the sun, represent for me?"

"If it's not a dream, then who did it? Such a great feat cannot be accomplished by ordinary people!"

Rentat, on the street without arc street lights, it was dark and cold, with only a few stars illuminating the road.

Due to the increase in alchemy workshops and the improvement of textile machinery by alchemists, more and more ordinary citizens of Rentat were working overtime. At this time, scattered night returnees hurriedly came forward wearing stars.

As they walked, the howling cold wind made them want to return to their warm home as soon as possible after a tiring day.

As they walked, they inexplicably found that the road ahead was bright without any darkness, just like when they passed by during the day. In astonishment, they subconsciously looked up at the sky, and were suddenly speechless in surprise. When did the sky become so full?

The dazzling stars are completely different from the silver moon. The man-made planet stands scorchingly conspicuous in the night sky and rotates slowly with passion. Is this a miracle?

"The great God of truth!"

"Only the truth lasts forever!"

After being stunned for a long time, these ordinary citizens thought it was the God of Truth performing a miracle, and they knelt down to pray excitedly and devoutly, completely ignoring the mud caused by the melting snowflakes.

On the roof of the Nexor Palace, Natasha was wearing a white knight's uniform, looking up at the stars, looking shocked, and murmuring to herself.

"Is this the planet Ivan created? It actually took off and moved in the starry sky. It's incredible!"

In the holy city of Reims, Pope Benedict III stood at the window holding his scepter and looked carefully at the new stars.

"It's not hidden! The track is wrong!"

"Judging from the location, is it the action of the Magic Council?"

After a brief trance, Pope Benedict III had regained his composure and calmly observed the movement of the newly born star. When he felt that he had understood and memorized the data of the star, he raised his scepter and moved his body slightly.

He leaned back, half-closed his eyes, looked at the starry sky and whispered to himself.

"O great God of truth, you are one and ten thousand."

"It's an instant, but it's also eternity."

"He is the creator and the master."

As Benedict III prayed, his whole body suddenly lit up with a layer of milky hazy light, conveying a solemn and holy meaning that could not be looked directly at. A majestic, sacred, transcendent, and condescending power slowly emerged, emerging from an inexplicable height.

, the holy city of Reims and surrounding areas

Domain shrouded. Feeling this power, cardinals, holy knights, cardinals and other clergy as well as ordinary believers in the holy city of Reims broke free from the shock brought by the stars, and their expressions became gentle and peaceful, with an indescribable emotion.

This is the breath and power of the Lord!

"You are one and ten thousand."

"It's an instant, but it's also eternity."

Hundreds of thousands of people followed Benedict III in prayer. Under the influence of that inexplicable power, they all became uniform, creating an exaggerated and terrifying resonance. It was ethereal, vast, and spectacular. When the prayers gathered into a torrent, the Pope

Benedict III Shiran pointed at the scepter in his hand, and a sudden change occurred in mid-air!

In the center of the sky, a bit of milky-white holy light lit up inexplicably. It grew bigger and bigger, and quickly developed into a light group that could rival the sun and artificial planets. Waves of melodious and beautiful chants that cleansed the soul came from the light group.

Let the surrounding sky become holy and pure. The dark starry sky is completely illuminated by this light group, and the sound of ethereal and moving chants can be vaguely heard in the ears.

Ivan Vincent had long expected that the Church would definitely shoot down this man-made planet. Otherwise, if magicians could create planets, then what is the God of Truth who created the world in the propaganda? He is just a little more powerful than the Grand Arcanist.

Magician?

The light group became clearer and clearer, and it seemed to be divided into seven layers. The first layer was a pair of beautiful angels with wings and countless white souls playing pianos, harps, recorders, French horns, and singing hymns in praise of the true God.

The second floor to the fifth floor are all similar scenes of joy, without any trace of distress or sorrow. The types of angels have changed, and their wings gradually

The number of angels increased, and angels of power, angels of power, angels of wisdom, etc. appeared. On the sixth floor, there were six six-winged seraphs with flickering light and shadow. They each occupied a side, showing a posture of clustering around the seventh floor. On the seventh floor, in addition to infinity,

Beyond the endless, incomprehensible light, there is only a Seraph holding a book, prostrate under the light, as if serving at the feet of the God of Truth.

In the light group, all the angels lit up with holy light. They gathered together and expanded rapidly together with the immeasurable light from the seventh layer, submerging the entire sky like a sea!

Ivan Vincent watched helplessly as the divine art shot down the artificial planet, and he didn't feel any distress at all. This artificial planet was just a test product. This time the artificial planet plan had been successful. He could just return to Aline.

Artificial planets are being manufactured in batches. At that time, he will launch several artificial planets every day until a satellite network can cover the entire continent.

It is impossible for the Church of Truth to use divine descent to knock down man-made planets every time. Benedict III simply cannot consume Ivan Vincent, and Viken does not dare to use divine descent unscrupulously, lest his soul consciousness be swallowed up by Heavenly Mountain.

We can only watch helplessly as the Magic Council builds a satellite network.

Ivan Vincent watched the holy light dissipate, and once again took out an artificial planet from the space storage bag. This time he made two, and put the artificial satellite into orbit again. The bright light shone in the darkness.

The stars are shining in the sky, like a small sun, dazzling and gorgeous, once again attracting the attention and wonder of countless people.
To be continued...