Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 757- Gamble part 1
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 897 - Another Mortal God?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 756- Trapped
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 776: Astral Winds
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 205 - I'm In A Hurry
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.06 - Northern District's Haze
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Book 08 Chapter 073: The Immortal’s Rage
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Chapter 161: Bizarre Death
My Iyashikei Game
Chapter 929: Sleepy Time
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 413.2: The Sound of Pouring Rain Doesn't Stop - Part 2
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 249.1: Surrender, I'll Take You to the Orgy Tonight (1)
Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?
Book 07 Chapter 001.2: Memories Finally Awakened, Part 2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 755- Arena
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 896 - Make Them Choose Peace
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 754.5- Another way of control part 2
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 775: Reformation (2)
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 04.05 - Northern District's Haze
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 204 - Raid The Dungeon A Few More Times; I Will Give You A Discount
TLN: Please forgive the author if he says some blasphemous stuff. I am also not all too familiar with this. P.S. this is a work of fiction.
Sister Mirda opened her dazed eyes. When she sat up, she saw the extinguished burning straws and felt a surging life force in her body.
Raising her palms she noticed that the old and withered hands she was so familiar with had been remade anew with the tautness and strength of her youth. What were once withering branches had become sprightly saplings.
Miranda was entranced. Her decades of life flashed before her eyes as though it was all a dream.
But when she saw the nuns weeping with joy at her feet and the soldiers on their knees, she knew that she was in reality. It was a miracle that happened in this godless modern age.
Then Sister Mirda looked at the man standing in front of her. When she looked at his pupils that seemed to contain the universe, Mirda realized everything.
She no longer needed any help and quickly turned her body and knelt in front of the man. With an excited and devout face, she kissed his feet and uttered in a happy murmur, “You are Christ. You are the Messiah. You are our savior!”
Mirda was an extremely devout believer, and it was with her immense faith that she was able to carry out her charitable work for decades. Never tiring. Never yielding. This kind of passion was one of mankind’s greatest powers.
“I am Christ. I am the Messiah. I am your Savior, but I am not the Christ of the past. Rather, I am the Christ of the present.”
The man’s words carried some Buddhist wit, but the believers understood them instantly.
Christ was the Greek word that meant ‘the anointed one’ in Greek. And its Hebrew equivalent was ‘Messiah’. Both of them referred to a person chosen by God who was given special powers. It was a title within Christianity, and only Jesus was ever called Christ the Messiah.
And now this Christ meant that the Christ of the past was Jesus, and the Christ of the present was him who was not Jesus, but the both of them were Christ.
When Mirda realized this, she c
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