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
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Sister Mirda lit a candle flame, sprinkled holy water, and served wine in a silver cup. Then she knelt down on both knees under the cross in the sanctuary. She recited words of the Bible and then drank the win in the silver cup in one go.
Wine was the blood of God, and the cup was a sacred vessel of Christian Mass. During the solemn ceremony, Sister Mirda felt her spirit rise up, but in a sense as if she was crossing a different dimension.
She had seen golden trees and silver flowers, countless angels flying in the sky, rivers flowing of milk and honey, and beautiful colored jewels growing from flowers on both sides of the road. This place was like heaven, filled with holiness and peace. If human souls were to come here, then they would forget all their troubles and be with god.
In this sacred realm, Sister Mirda once again beheld the Christ, Louie, who had descended to the mortal realm. He lay in the heights of the heavens, gazing down at Mirda with a gentle and benevolent smile. The Lord parted His lips slightly, and divine words flowed from His mouth. Though Mirda could not comprehend the words spoken by the Lord, her mind miraculously interpreted His message.
After that instance, Mirda felt as if she was in a trance. In the next moment, she realized that she was already back in her body. She felt a little uncomfortable as if she had fallen from a great height.
When Mirda opened her eyes, the huge cross entered her gaze causing tears to spill from her eyes.
She bowed her head deeply in prayer, grateful for the Lord’s blessing.
Soon, Mirda rose from the ground and turned around.
“Sister Mirda?”
Francis I asked carefully as he stepped forward, wondering why Sister Mirda would burst into tears.
“I have seen the Lord.”
Sister Mirda’s words caused the Pope and the priest beside him to be shocked. Then they both revealed looks of envy and sighed, “Sister Mirda is truly favored by the Lord. We have not been blessed by the Lord, it must mean that there is still impiety in our faith.”
“I wonder what the Lord
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