Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
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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