Chapter 431 Wow, So Exciting

Without any warning, the huge, high-definition images filled with the most historical collisions were directly in front of everyone's eyes.

At that moment, the singing hymn disappeared, and Prince Philip's impassioned voice stopped abruptly. Like a rooster whose throat was pinched, he opened his mouth and eyes wide, looking at the familiar face in the sky.

It was silent.

For a moment, the entire city seemed to have lost its voice.

This feeling is like watching the evening news attentively, and suddenly some unsuitable pictures popped up on the screen.

In this case, ordinary people will subconsciously rub their eyes.

"Could it be that I've been doing too much handiwork recently, making my eyes dazzled?"

In the square, everyone including Prince Philip subconsciously raised their hands.

Once or twice, rubbed his eyes, and opened them again.

The hideous murder weapon appeared in front of them, and everyone looked around blankly, and then saw expressions similar to themselves in the crowd.

"you……"

"You saw it too." Similar voices came and went.

"That's..." Swallowing the words that rushed to his lips, obviously, no devout believer would think that the appearance of such a scene is a test for everyone by the church.

But what happened?

In the midst of confusion and confusion, someone suddenly frowned, pointed at the face in the sky that didn't know whether to suffer or enjoy, and asked with some doubts:

"This woman looks familiar."

"It's Bishop Yvonne, that's right, Bishop Yvonne!"

More and more people recognized the figure of the heroine. From the rising of the sun to the arrival of Prince Philip's carriage in front of the glorious cathedral, through one miracle after another, the prestige of the church reached its limit.

But in just a few breaths, the collision in the sky brought everyone back to reality. Flowers pave the way, and the holy light lingered. The silence at this moment seemed absurd despite the grandeur of the scene just now.

Prince Philip still kept pointing the direction with his hand. Coincidentally, when he raised his hand, an unsightly picture appeared in the sky.

It felt like some kind of action by Prince Philip had flipped a weird switch, leading to something absurd.

The glorious Pope, who was floating in mid-air, turned his head. Because he was too close, he couldn't see the whole picture, and could only vaguely recognize a certain part of it.

Just like a blind man feeling an elephant, even the seventh-rank Pope did not expect such a thing to happen at this critical moment. They prepared several plans for the entire canonization ceremony.

Almost all kinds of emergencies are involved.

But the one in front of him was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

"Your Majesty, please block the light curtain behind you!" The voice of Bishop Norius suddenly came from next to his ear.

"What's going on? Why are the people below..."

"Block it, hurry up!" Norius interrupted the Pope's words unceremoniously. In front of the gate of the Glory Cathedral, his face was ashen. Yvonne, who was standing beside him, trembled wildly, and the blood faded from her face.

"Look at what you've done!" Bishop Norius growled.

Yvonne raised her head, she felt that she seemed to have experienced the things in the picture, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be very different from her memory.

I was in a coma back then, so I didn't take the initiative, and besides...there were not as many people in the picture.

No, now is not the time to think about this question at all. Does it make any difference whether it is 5 people or 15 people?

Such a thing happened on such an important day, and it was not only her who was hit, but the entire Oracle Church.

With such absurd and farce-like things happening, the reputation of the Oracle Church in Abetus over the past 20 years may collapse.

And she, Yvonne, would be a... sinner to the entire Church.

"Sigmund is such a genius!" On the other side of the city, Marek, who quietly returned to Abetus, looked at the sky from the top of the building with a glass of wine.

With such a precious material, with a learning attitude, Marek has watched it many times, and has a very good understanding of every plot deduced above.

But obviously, there are some scenes in the picture that don't belong to that night.

clip.

Naturally, this era does not have this concept, and this is the result of Sigmund's secondary processing.

In fact, this kind of images recorded by supernatural objects cannot be edited as accurately as movies, but Sigmund still used some techniques to make the number of people participating in sports appear a little more in the screen, and the expression of the heroine changed. Livelied a little.

And the final result...

"I'm such a genius!" Sigmund standing on the tower also said with emotion.

boom!

At this time, the glorious Pope floating in mid-air finally understood what the picture behind him meant. He opened his hands, and a terrifying power radiated from his body, destroying the invisible spiritual power distribution. I closed my eyes.

I don't know how long it took, when the light dissipated, the scene just now was no longer above the clear sky.

At this time, the hymn was sung again, and Prince Philip seemed to have received some kind of revelation. He put down his raised hand and jumped out of the carriage in a panic.

Because of the hasty movement, the large white robe was left unattended, and his feet staggered, and he fell directly on the ground in front of the Guanghui Cathedral.

Snapped!

Prince Philip fell on the face, but the voice resounded in everyone's heart. Bishop Norius clenched his fists in pain.

It's over, it's over.

What fell was not only the face of Prince Philip, but also the glorious image that the church has always established.

The nobles standing beside him perfectly explained what it means to turn a blind eye, but at this moment, even the most seasoned politicians couldn't force a smile.

Prince Philip, who fell down, wanted to get up, but his white robe was wrapped into a ball. At this time, a clergyman rushed up to help, and in the panic, someone stepped on the hem of Prince Philip's clothes.

Stab it!

The thin white robe was torn, exposing the skin under the prince's robe.

"My Goddess..." Bishop Norius' lips trembled.

Prince Philip's forehead was swollen, and blood was still oozing from his nose. A few footprints were stepped on the hem of his clothes, and the breeze was blowing, revealing his thin body.

"Receive the Holy Spirit!"

A majestic and holy voice came from the Glorious Cathedral.

But at this moment, with Prince Philip's embarrassed appearance, the canonization ceremony has become like a farce.

"Go in, go in quickly!"

The church here originally prepared a grand link, with the baptism of holy water and the singing of believers. Bishop Yvonne will also be there to lead Prince Philip into the church.

Then let the prince kneel before the statue of the goddess, and finally accept the canonization of the Radiant Pope in the eyes of everyone.

But at this moment, Bishop Norius only hoped that the embarrassed young man would quickly roll into the Glory Cathedral, so that he could close the door and cut off the discussion from the crowd outside.

"It's really Bishop Yvonne..."

"Is there still a fake?"

"I can't tell through the clothes!!"

"The sound is really nice..."