Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1153- Plant Master
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 8
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 610: Since Time Immemorial, the World Doesn't Change
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 313: Neighbourhood Committee
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 235: Deep Water
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1152- Final thing
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1151- Name your price
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 317 - Poison Star Ring Is Sometimes Scarier Than Corpse Explosion
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3824: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Assistance
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 7
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 609: Buddhist Teachings Is Everywhere
In the great hall of the Archbasilica of Saint John Lateran, many devotees were kneeling on the ground in prayer and worship. They wept and cried as they awaited Christ’s awakening and return to heaven.
In the coffin, Christ, who had once made a great show of power in Kenya and Somalia, stood up with a kind and peaceful smile. His ordinary features possessed a divine flavor that could not be described in words.
His tranquil gaze was on the nun and pope before him, and he said, “Reach out your fingers and touch my hand. Reach out your hands and probe my ribs. Do not doubt, always believe.”
Sister Mirda and Francis I both came forward and knelt down. They reached out their trembling hands and touched the flesh and blood of Christ and felt a vibrant life force enter them.
Christ had risen just as he said he would.
“Your soul believes in me, your spirit reaches heaven. I will give you holiness so that you may use it in righteousness. If not, you will lose the favor of the Father.”
Christ Louie’s hand caressed Sister Mirda’s head as if he were baptizing her.
Immediately, under the frenzy and excitement of many devotees, a pair of illusory wings grew on Sister Mirda’s back.
Louie bestowed a part of his divine power upon the pious nun. A true god could not just randomly bestow power on people. Only true believers that were close to and favored by the Gods could receive them.
Sister Mirda was a devout believer who could be described to have a sacred soul. Although her faith was in Christ, Louie had completely replaced Christ’s position and was recognized by more than two billion believers around the world. Mirda’s faith was also sent to him.
Although Louie was not prepared to bestow any power to the people of Earth, there was no problem if it was his own saint. This was because once the faith reached the level of sainthood, then the believer was already with their God. Even if a god turned from good to evil, the saint would follow them with all their heart.
It could be said that a saint was already a part of the
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