Tears slid from the corners of the eyes of some pious people.

They knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes, praying devoutly and weeping,

Praise the mysterious angel located in the sky.

They believed that it was the messenger sent by the gods to guide them and save them.

The Catholic faith in this world covers almost the entire world.

Every city has a considerable church.

Every week, they go to church to pray at a fixed time.

For them, they can understand the form of existence in front of them with almost no explanation.

"Dad, that's Brother Xia."

Qian Qian, who was holding Lin Youcheng's arm in front of the TV, shouted excitedly to Lin Youcheng beside him after seeing the scene broadcast on the TV.

Lin Youcheng raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at the existence in the sky.

The originally unclear appearance gradually overlapped with the young man who had just left here not long ago.

His eyes widened slightly.

At this moment, all the doubts he had just obtained from Xia Ya had figured out.

Who is he and why is there an unknown huge starship?

Why do he look like humans and speak their language?

Because angels have no fixed form.

The so-called language is something that God can learn easily.
Chapter completed!