Qin Chuming quietly waited for the beginning of the ceremony, which was a very boring process.

I think if there is an omniscient and omnipotent God in this world, he will definitely be extremely bored to see this scene.

In the City of the Prophets, the four cardinals walked to all sides of the square.

A simple cross was formed with the Pope standing in the center of the square, and then forty priestly preachers stepped forward to make up for the empty space between the few people and formed a complete cross.

A chant with extremely soothing rhythm came from the forty-five missionaries.

"Praise the great Lord who is omniscient and omnipotent, praise the wonderful heaven, and pray here by your devout believers, asking to listen to your teachings..."

Obviously, the voice of each missionary was very small, but it clearly spread throughout the entire Prophet City.

Reverberating between heaven and earth in some unspeakable way.

“So you’re going to start?”

At this moment, whether it is a believer or not, he looks at the ceremony in front of him.

They may have various purposes, some are spies from various countries, and some are watching the fun.

But at this moment, they all looked seriously at the center of the square.

miracle!

What exactly will it look like?

A little bit of light rays slowly overflowed from the missionaries, like small fireflies, which began to rise slowly and continued to surge towards the sky.

“…The darkness in the world needs your light to drive away…”

“…The lost lamb needs your guidance…”

As time passed, the preachers' chanting became louder and louder.

The chanting of only forty-five people shook the entire Prophet City.

Countless believers sat down to pray when they saw this scene.

But for a while, the whole city was filled with sounds of singing and prayer mixed together.

I can't hear exactly what it is.

All there is is an inexplicable sacredness and grandeur.

Qin Chuming, thousands of miles away, gently tapped his fingers. There was already miracles in the East, and the West he needed now also had a grand miracle to show the world.

On the one hand, it is to balance the myths of the East and the West, and on the other hand, it is to balance everyone's attention and risks.

The moment Qin Chuming raised his hand, the faces of the missionaries in the entire Prophet City changed instantly.

They looked up at the sky.

The ceremony began to break out of their control.

And this situation means that the ceremony has basically succeeded.

God, He took over the ceremony.

At the moment of the ritual time and space, the grand and sacred voice began to scatter from the City of the Prophets.

Soon it surpassed the borders of the Pope, but it still had no intention of stopping.

Starting from the center of the Mediterranean, it scatters everywhere.

A grand sound rang throughout the Mediterranean coast.

Countless people looked in the direction of the Prophet City.

And a little bit of gold slowly spread over the city of Prophets.

In the spreading golden light, a glorious door gradually emerged that was difficult to express in words.

"Miracle! This is a miracle! The omnipotent Lord is coming!"

"Lord! Please forgive me for your fault."

...

Endless people praying in the square.

Outside the square, countless people wanted to enter the square, they looked at the sky and tried their best to move forward.

But no one has made a move that transcends or violently.

These should not exist before God.

In the middle of the square, the Pope looked at the gates in the sky while singing constantly.

He was extremely nervous.

It's too long since no one has ever talked to God.

No one knows what that situation is. Although he is the spokesperson of God on earth, he is excited and afraid in his heart at this moment.

Lord, is he really as kind and compassionate as the legendary one?

If not, then he will be a sinner.

In the air, as the overflowing golden light dissipated, a gate appeared in the air.

Without any support, I just stood there out of thin air.

Even the most amazing magic trick in the world can't do this.

Countless people looked up at the door in front of them, and they were all waiting for the moment when the door opened.

And everyone in front of the live broadcast was also looking at the gate in the sky.

In the distance, Qin Chuming moved his neck.

“It’s time to start.”

It was accompanied by a snap of fingers.

"Bang!"

Thousands of miles away, the door in the sky opened, and endless light gushed out from it.

In an instant, there seemed to be another sun in the sky.

But the light is so soft.

In the soft light, a step with golden brilliance descended from the air along the edge of the grand gate.

The bottom of the stairs fell on the square.

Everyone looked along the stairs, but there seemed to be an endless sea of ​​golden colors in the gate, and nothing could be seen except gold.

"This must be the gate to heaven!"

After a believer shouted, he forcibly broke through the guards' blockade and rushed in.

The guards rushed forward. He was stunned just now and didn't pay attention to the people around him.

This is his malfeasance, and I hope God will not blame him.

But the man moved faster, he ran towards the stairs quickly

Seeing the believer rushing towards the stairs, he quickly shouted:

"Stop him!"

More than a dozen guards stepped forward, but they were all a little slower.

The man had already rushed to the stairs and he jumped up hard.

But when he jumped up the stairs, he suddenly stepped on the air.

He walked through the stairs and fell to the ground.

Turning over and reaching out to touch the stairs, the man who fell to the ground realized that he could not touch the stairs in front of him no matter what.

"Fake?"

He murmured as he watched his arms crossing the stairs.

"The great God will not deceive the world with fake things. This path can only be set out on true piety, kind and innocent wise."

In the endless golden door, a beautiful figure stepped out from it.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

"That's... an angel?"

When he stepped out of the door, he had a beauty that ordinary people could not imagine and reach. It was like a perfect face and body, but he was not a human, and had a pair of white wings behind him.

This creature has a name in the Holy See myth: Angel.

"My name is Cass, and I am the messenger of God. Who is the Pope? Do believers nowadays do not understand piety and kindness?"

The angel turned his head and looked at the forty-five missionaries standing in the square.

"Praise the great Lord, respected Angel of Cas, I am the Pope Joseph Mario Bergario here."

The pope walked out of the crowd, glanced at the crazy believer who was lying on the ground, and bowed to the angel and said.
Chapter completed!