PDLP Chapter 240 Angels and Gods
Chapter 240 Angels and Gods
While Qingfeng Temple was enjoying peace and tranquility, the outside world was undergoing earth-shattering changes.
Europa, headquarters of the Church of Holy Light.
The golden clouds in the sky suddenly began to churn violently.
Those angels with two or four wings appeared from the cloud of light.
Their wings were as white as snow, and they were surrounded by a holy light.
Their faces were blurred, but their sacred aura made people want to kneel down and worship.
The Pope stood in the square, looking up at the angels, his whole body trembling.
Behind him, tens of thousands of believers knelt on the ground, praying frantically.
"An angel! It's an angel!"
"The Lord's messenger has arrived!"
"May the Holy Light protect you!"
Cries, prayers, and cheers mingled together, echoing through the night sky.
The angels looked down at the frenzied crowd below with indifferent eyes.
The leader was a four-winged angel.
His figure was much taller than the other angels, and the light emanating from him was much more dazzling.
He looked down, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling crowd before settling on the Pope.
"Are you the pastor of the church?"
He spoke, his voice ethereal yet majestic, echoing across the heavens.
The Pope knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold earth.
"Yes...yes, Your Excellency."
The four-winged angel remained silent for a few seconds.
Then, He slowly spoke.
"By the command of the Lord, we have come to this place."
"The glory of the Lord needs to shine on more lands."
"Are you willing to serve the Lord?"
The Pope's body jolted violently.
He raised his head and looked at the four-winged angel with fervent eyes.
"I do!"
His voice was unwavering.
"I am willing to dedicate everything to the Lord!"
The four-winged angel nodded.
Then, He turned and looked eastward.
That's the direction of the Great Xia Dynasty.
"The East...the Divine Land..."
He murmured.
"Abandoned land..."
He didn't finish speaking, but turned to look at the Pope.
"Now, tell me about the situation in the mortal realm."
The Pope dared not delay and quickly recounted all the recent events in detail.
Strange phenomena in the Great Xia Dynasty, oases in the desert, the fall of the divine kingdom of the Cherry Blossom Country, and the descent of gods from various countries...
One by one, case by case.
The four-winged angel listened quietly, his face expressionless.
He did not speak until the Pope had finished speaking.
"Great Xia..."
"There's actually such a powerful being on that land?"
The Pope nodded.
"Your Excellency, we have detected energy fluctuations that resemble those of that person, and their intensity... far exceeds our monitoring limits."
The four-winged angel remained silent for a few seconds.
Then, He smiled.
That smile was cold.
"Is this beyond your monitoring limits?"
"That's because your monitoring equipment is too rudimentary."
The Pope was stunned.
The four-winged angel looked at him and said, word by word:
"Even the strongest mortals have their limits."
"And the Lord's messengers have no limits."
He paused.
"Anyone who dares to hinder the spread of the Lord's glory..."
"They will all suffer divine punishment!"
The Pope was both surprised and delighted upon hearing this.
Surprisingly, this angel seemed to look down on Great Xia.
The good news is that the angel is willing to help.
"Your Excellency is wise!"
The Pope bowed deeply.
The four-winged angel said nothing more, but simply turned and continued to look at the eastern sky.
His eyes were calm and profound.
No one knows what He is thinking.
……
at the same time.
Varanasi, the land of the white elephant.
Along the banks of the Ganges, above the ancient temple, a shower of petals continues to fall.
Those petals, formed from pure energy, shimmered with iridescent light in the sunlight, falling to the ground, into the river, and onto people, before dissipating and transforming into starlight.
Amidst the rain of petals, the illusory figures grew clearer and clearer.
Some have four arms, like cola novels, your portable library with more than ten thousand volumes. Some have eight arms, some ride on divine oxen, and some sit cross-legged on lotus platforms.
Those are the deities of Brahma.
Although it was just a phantom, the oppressive aura it exuded caused the entire city of Varanasi to tremble.
Among these phantoms, one four-armed phantom has almost solidified into a physical form.
He ignored the worshippers below and kept his eyes fixed on the direction of Bactria.
Those eyes held...
indifferent.
High above.
There's still a sliver...
Greed that is deeply hidden.
……
Southeast Asia.
On an unnamed island, a man dressed in ancient armor, holding a spear, with a resolute face, hovered in mid-air, looking down at the sea below.
On the sea, countless extraordinary individuals from Southeast Asia knelt on the deck, kowtowing frantically.
"God bless you!"
"God bless you!"
The man looked at the crowd of worshippers and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
He raised his head and looked north.
That's the direction of the Great Xia Dynasty.
A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
Then, He withdrew His gaze and looked back at the worshipping crowd.
"From this day forward, I will protect this land."
He spoke, and his voice was like thunder, echoing across the sea.
"But I need offerings."
"Sufficient offerings are needed."
Those extraordinary individuals from Southeast Asia were taken aback upon hearing this.
Then they nodded frantically.
"Yes! Yes! Don't worry, sir, we will definitely make you satisfied!"
The man nodded in satisfaction.
He turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and disappeared into the depths of the island.
On the sea, those extraordinary beings from Southeast Asia were still kneeling there, kowtowing frantically.
A pillar of light shot into the sky above the ruins of Babylon.
Within the pillar of light, the ancient runes flowed, radiating a mysterious and powerful force.
Amidst these pillars of light, a colossal figure was slowly coalescing.
It was a woman.
He was dressed in a magnificent robe, wore a golden crown, and had a face so beautiful it seemed otherworldly.
His eyes were golden, and deep within his pupils, it seemed as if two flames were dancing.
He stood in the pillar of light, looking down at the earth below.
Below, members of the Extraordinary Organization of the Two Rivers region knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically.
"Ishtar, the great goddess!"
"The goddess of war and love!"
"You have finally arrived!"
Ishtar looked at the crowd of worshippers and a smile crept onto her lips.
He raised his head and looked eastward.
A hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes.
Then, He withdrew His gaze and looked back at the worshipping crowd.
"I need a temple."
He spoke, his voice clear and melodious, and everyone present could hear him clearly.
"A temple worthy of my status, and... enough servants."
The members of those extraordinary organizations nodded quickly.
"Yes! Yes! We will definitely make you satisfied!"
Ishtar nodded in satisfaction.
……
Similar scenes are playing out all over the world.
However, it is different from the hustle and bustle of Europe, the land of white elephants, the land of the two rivers, and the banks of the Nile.
The New World is currently shrouded in a deathly silence.
Deep in the rainforest.
An ancient pyramid covered in vines is trembling slightly.
Vines have broken off from the surface of the pyramid, revealing the stone walls below covered with reliefs.
Those reliefs depict the image of the feathered serpent god.
Long feathers, serpentine body, majestic and mysterious.
At the top of the pyramid, a giant sphere of light slowly coalesced.
The sphere of light was emerald green, making it particularly conspicuous in the night.
Within the sphere of light, a gigantic figure could be vaguely seen.
It was a snake.
He is descending at this moment.
But unlike other places, His arrival caused the entire rainforest to tremble.
Birds took flight from the forest, beasts fled in panic, and insects burrowed into the ground.
All living beings are in fear.
Because they sensed it...
The descending deity was currently in a state of extreme rage.
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