My little country

"Quiet! Quiet!"

"The archbishops have come out of the Saints Cathedral!"

"All silence!"

As the archbishops gathered around the cardinal, they walked to the front desk of the main square.

The church personnel yelled loudly, causing the city of the Holy Lord and the millions of believers in the periphery to quiet down in a short time.

Everyone is waiting for the grace of God.

Chairman Li Jianxi couldn't help but grabbed the handguard on the wheelchair.

He also ordered the bodyguards on both sides to protect him and rush out once it started to rain outside.

Don't be afraid of hurting many people along the way, he is responsible for it!

The cardinal archbishop walked to the forefront, looking at the darkened look of the believers' expectations below.

He suddenly became a little timid, worried that something might happen, he raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky at this time, the vision has gradually weakened.

The glimmer was still there, but the five-color brilliant light gradually faded out.

"Holy Lord, please listen to the prayers of your humble believers, and respond to their requests."

The red archbishop prayed silently, blinked, and confirmed that God had not responded.

He took a deep breath and said to the believers in front of him:

"Believers of the Holy Lord!"

"I am grateful for your concern for the Holy Bishop, and thank you for coming here tonight to be with us and with the Holy Lord."

"Be with the Holy Lord!"

The believers all around heard the words and agreed, and then continued to stare at the cardinal.

Looking forward to what he can find out, and then there will be a nectar from heaven.

The cardinal bishop naturally saw what these people expected, but he really didn't have the slightest power to decide what?

After silently chanting the Holy Lord in his heart again, the archbishop in red opened his arms and said:

"The vision of the City of the Holy Lord is to welcome the birth of the benefactor."

"Yes, after a two-hundred-year gap in our Holy Lord's City, a charity was born again."

"The divine light that appeared this time was created to celebrate its birth."

The archbishop in red said that his tone was increased at this time, and he hoped that these believers here would understand.

The vision of the City of the Lord is for the benefactor.

There is no such thing as mortal people like them.

Then, the believers and church staff were all in an uproar, and then fell silent again.

The crowd did not disperse.

Everyone still stared at the archbishops, staring at the cardinals.

Chairman Li Jianxi's heart was tense, he heard the voice of the archbishop in red, and could not accept this result.

The vision of the city of the holy lord that finally waited.

It turned out to be related to some kind of ghost and grace!

Has nothing to do with him?

This is unbearable!

"We need grace!"

Li Jianxi clenched his fist and knocked on the guard, and shouted unwillingly.

At the same time, there were also believers in the square who were terminally ill waiting for their lives and shouted for help.

"Holy Lord is here!"

"Master Archbishop, please grant me the grace!"

"O Almighty Lord, please save us!"

Someone screamed, uttering the voice of most people, and immediately caused a commotion.

Especially among them, there are many wealthy people who are medically regarded as hopeless and waiting to die.

They have money, so they can come to the city of the Holy Lord at this time and wait for miracles to appear.

Because of this, they became more reconciled, and in the eyes of this knot, they vented out.

The crowd is raging.

The noise even resounded over the city of the Holy Lord.

Those who live in the capital of Italy can vaguely hear the movement here.

The head of the Italian region was sweating profusely, and in a panic, he called the local garrison and asked them to dispatch troops quickly.

In order to avoid riots in the city of the Holy Lord, and then out of control.

These noises naturally attracted Xiao Yu's attention.

As the culprit.

Xiao Yu was looking at Princess Alice who had turned into a Valkyrie.

At this time, Princess Alice, with silver hair hanging from her waist, was wearing a set of gorgeous silver women's armor.

Holding a silver shield in his left hand and a short silver spear in his right hand, it looks full of heroic spirit, and is a bit more spiritual than the war goddess Morrigan.

Had it not been only sixty centimeters tall.

Xiao Yu couldn't wait to want her to run out and show up.

Now, it's too small, I can only talk about it later.

"Hehe, the city of the Holy Lord is in trouble."

"However, if there is any big news that burns the city of the Holy Lord, it comes out."

"Isn't it slapped on the face of the extraordinary in the city of the Holy Lord represented by Father Alexander?"

"Although, the transcendent forces in the city of the Holy Lord have always shown their disdain for the current mortal management institutions."

"But it's about the city of the Holy Lord itself, it means it must have it!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu waved his hand to open the portable secret realm, letting the newly become god Valkyrie Princess Alice return to the secret realm to consolidate her god body.

He stepped out of the secret basement.

The city of the Holy Lord.

Protests, angry shouts, mixed with prayers to the Holy Lord, mixed together to resound through every inch of the city.

In the square, although people were still afraid to do anything, some terminally ill wealthy people squeezed to the forefront, staring at the cardinals with piercing eyes, constantly narrowing the distance between them.

The church personnel hurriedly came to block, the meager human wall formed, but it seemed that it might rush at any time.

The archbishops all retreated, wanting to go back to hide in the Saints Cathedral.

"Holy Lord, how can these believers be like this!"

The archbishop in red looked at these believers with anger and sadness in his heart.

Is this still claiming to only pay and not ask for harvest?

Why are you so cheap?

Damn it, isn't the promise they promised to go to heaven after death is not as good as a grace?

No, if this continues, the reputation of the bishop will definitely be greatly affected!

Especially now that Zhengshen is constantly playing and people have more choices, such a blow will be even more deadly!

The cardinal bishop couldn't help picking up the microphone and shouted with full aura:

"enough!"

"When will it start!"

"The people of the Holy Lord, dare to threaten the Holy Lord to ask for God's grace?"

"Have you all been invaded by demons?"

After the cardinal yelled at these words, he suddenly found that the square was quiet.

He couldn't help but raise his brows slightly, secretly saying that he was so authoritative in the hearts of believers?

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Can't help turning his head slowly, raising the corner of his eyes.

I saw it.

Halfway in front of the Saints Cathedral behind him and the archbishops.

The four-winged archangel's light and shadow composed of four white lights appeared there at some unknown time, as if, just because of the few words just now!

The archbishop in red looked at these archangels without facial features, as if they were just composed of flames.

I could not help but ask myself secretly:

Hiss... Could it be that I am really the spokesperson of the extraordinary forces in the mortal world?