"Where is this...?"

Zarahag opened his eyes in confusion, but found himself in mid-air, with St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican underneath.

And under your feet is a ladder that keeps going upward, straight into the sky, not knowing where to go...

Zarahag widened his eyes, and he looked above the sky, his breath gradually became disordered, and he subconsciously stepped on the stairs and walked upwards.

The stairs are very long, but the Pope, who is nearly a hundred years old, cannot feel any fatigue. He takes one step at a time, and every step he takes is like a bell ringing, spreading outward.

Finally, he walked through the clouds and saw something hidden behind the clouds...

The dazzling golden divine light illuminates the clouds, and the thick angel harmony shakes the world. Above the nine clouds, there is a luxurious and sacred temple...

Zarahag's pace was faster. He put all his strength into the temple. This was the first time in more than 40 years that he was so urgent and excited, just like a child of seven or eight years old running towards his father's arms.

I don’t know how long he had run, but he was exhausted and finally arrived on a lawn. There was a green grass on the ground, surrounded by divine light and clouds, but there was no one there. The temple was in the higher clouds.

Zarahag wanted to go up, but was attracted by the holy sound coming from somewhere. It was a song as beautiful as the choir's singing. It was a sacred and ethereal. He looked for the holy sound and continued to walk into the depths of the lawn...

"Please ask God and Father to come, help me praise the name of the Lord and give my heart!

Only the Lord is supreme and honorable, but only the Lord is completely victorious. Please guide us, the God of Eternal Ones!

I beg the Holy Son to come, show his majesty and power, and listen to the voices! Save the noble descendants in the world.

Give kindness to the people, revitalize the Lord’s God’s Way, establish good righteousness and fairness, and save the Lord’s good friends!

Beg for the Holy Spirit to come, show the divine witness, and influence all!”

Not far away, a pink-haired girl duck sat on the grass and raised her head to sing the hymn, which was pleasant to hear. The shining shines on the girl with strange brilliance, like a sacred angel...

Zarahag stared at the sacred scene with wide eyes, not daring to continue to move forward, nor dared to speak, for fear of breaking the atmosphere at this moment.

“But the Lord Almighty Supreme, begging to rule the hearts of all people and never leave us, the powerful Holy Spirit!

The Father, the Holy Son, the Holy Spirit, shall be blessed by all nations, and will be endless for generations!

I hope that all of us will come to pay tribute to the saints and wisely, and will respect them dearly forever.

Amen!”

O~

After the girl finished singing, she heard a sound, and a pair of wings suddenly rushed out of the smooth back behind the girl. They were not light wings or wings, but a pair of wings made of crystals, shining with colorful light under the illumination of the divine light.

Zarahag opened his mouth slightly, his throat joints moved, but he could not make any sound. He felt that tears were filled with his eyes. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just crawled on the ground and kept praying in a low voice.

"Raise your head, my sermon in the world."

The sudden sound from his ears shocked the pope's heart. It was neither like a woman nor a man, nor an old man nor a child, nor a young man. It was an indescribable and indescribable sound, but it was like spring rain that moistened the heart and lungs.

Zarahag raised his head with tears on his face and saw a man in white robe standing in front of him at some time. The white hair behind his head condensed like a holy light, but he couldn't see his face clearly. However, Zarahag could feel the compassion and compassion in his eyes.

Zarahag burst into tears, and the ninety-year-old man cried like a child of seven or eight, his voice trembled.

"Lord! Please give guidance to the confused believers on the earth! Let the light of God shine on the earth again!"

"My glory has spread."

Zarahag's face was confused: "Lord, I don't understand."

He had a gentle smile on his face, "Ask your heart when you are confused. You already have an answer and a direction in your heart, right?"

"My...heart?" Zarahag touched his chest, and the confusion on his face became stronger, but then he asked another question.

"Lord, those knights who protect the glory of the Lord, they..."

"Stand up and look around you."

Zarahag was stunned for a moment, he stood up and looked around, but found that he was no longer on the grass, but on a golden grass, perhaps it was grass...

It looks like wheat, but it is as soft and gentle as cotton. When it is inside, it is like lying on a silk quilt.

Not far away, there is a small village, with some familiar faces he had passed and the faces of those dead soldiers. They were running happily on the golden grass, and the joy on their faces was heartfelt.

What Charia obtained from that angel divine system is not as simple as a god...

"They will get everything they want here, and all their sins will disappear..."

The strange voice continued to ring in Zarahag's ears.

Zarahag wiped the tears from his face and knelt humbly at His feet.

"Lord! The Lord is given all wisdom and majesty! Thank you for your kindness! Thank you for your great kindness!"

"You deserve it, aren't you?"

Zarahag didn't answer, he raised his head and looked at the village.

"Is this my final destination?"

“Yes, but not now.”

Zarahag looked at Him in confusion.

"You have a more important mission, my agent."

With a wave of his right hand, the pictures around him changed again. Huge monsters appeared in the prosperous city in the past, destroying everywhere. The interweaving of fire and blood was mixed with screams and despair. The end of the world is coming...

In contrast, what happened in the Vatican was simply a small fuss.

Zarahag's eyes widened, feeling his heart trembling...

"This...this is..."

"This is the future, and the invasion of the God of Alien will bring despair and killing.

I will send a saint to give you guidance, and you, Zarahag, my perpetrator in the world! You need to protect the saint and spread my blessings to the earth! How many people can be saved depends on your waiting for you."

Zarahag put his head on the ground, "We will obey God's orders!"

He smiled and dispersed the surrounding scenery.

"Your disaster today is the cause of the past and the result of the future. This is the test you have before the future disasters, and it is also the final trial of mankind. Go... Heaven is not a place for living people..."

It was already evening when Zarahag woke up again, and was woken up by someone.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Yuqi's innocent eyes. She was kneeling beside her, looking at him quietly...
Chapter completed!