in the name of the queen

Chapter 159 The holy water overflowed

Chapter 159 The holy water overflowed
"What are they doing?"

Seeing the two saints communicating softly, Sif, who couldn't hear the sound, asked Roland curiously.

Roland knows a lot, he must know.

Sif's trusting gaze made Roland raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and said casually: "It's probably a transaction."

"trade?"

Sif's eyes widened.

In the sacred spring resurrection ceremony, in front of the goddess statue, two saints serving the goddess conducted transactions in broad daylight? !

This outrageous behavior was beyond her comprehension.

Roland said disapprovingly: "What's so strange about this? The amount of water coming out of this holy spring is quite amazing. Christine can't hold it in at all, so another saint appears."

"It's better to share half of the credit than to have the backlash. This deal will definitely go through."

As if to confirm Roland's words, the two candidate saints lined up on the left and right sides, pressing their hands on the statue, their faces as holy as angels.

Roland shrugged and explained softly: "Ants are social animals. The ant game is to observe the behavior of these little cuties and occasionally intervene."

But now she won't.

If Roland had dared to say this when they first met, she would have drawn her gun without hesitation.

She could accept this contrast, but it was contrary to the education she had received since childhood.

"The goddess is angry because a deal was made in front of her statue?"

If Roland disappeared now, she would be completely lost.

In the face of the huge gap between gods and mortals, she is indeed an ant.

There was still half a sentence he didn't say.

Of course, the great goddess will not be angry because of two ants muttering something.

She wanted to refute, but Christine and Erin's deal was right in front of her.

If someone asked her now who is more important, the goddess or Roland?
She would not hesitate to shoot this talkative bastard to death.

All suffering is due to lack of piety.

The theatergoers expected blood to flow into a river, but they didn't expect it to turn into a river of water. They were disappointed and a little disinterested.

"Wait, that's not what I'm asking. Of course I know they have a basis for the transaction. I mean, isn't the goddess angry?"

Then I won’t answer.

Her faith is still devout, but she shares a common interest with Roland, who is not devout.

Xif was silent for a long time and said slowly: "I have only seen ants in natural history books."

The theological education she listened to since she was a child told her that God is loving, just, and merciful to the world. The great goddess shares her glory with believers so that everyone can have enough to eat and clothing to wear.

Just as Sif was about to say something, a terrible thought flashed through her mind.

Roland smiled slightly and said calmly: "The goddess is more concerned about whether the holy spring is revived. As for which believer completes the ritual, she probably doesn't care."

Everyone is, including the goddess.

Sif's eyes were empty and blank.

Her hands were shaking slightly.

The goddess doesn't blame them.

Only Sif grabbed Roland and asked excitedly.

However, Roland mercilessly took off this layer of tenderness and told her clearly that the great god was just a powerful being watching the little ants fight.

I don't know since when, she has been unable to leave Roland.

"They are ants." Roland said calmly.

In Roland's eyes, religious rituals are not sacred, but transactions of equal value are.

In the eyes of the goddess of fertility, are she and Roland also two little ants?

This is probably the damn thick barrier.

"The observer dropped a few bread crumbs and wanted to see how they would move back to the cave. At this time, two little ants discussed and cooperated on the condition of dividing the bread crumbs equally. Do you think he would be angry?"

"No, he will only find it interesting." Sif replied instantly.

The holy water is like a spring, gushing out from the bottom of the holy spring, and the water flow is getting bigger and bigger.

The resuscitation ritual finally begins.

"Did you ever see ants fight when you were a kid?"

Sif was stunned for a few seconds and understood what Roland meant.

Fortunately no one asked.

The sacred spring water is filled with mist, and the coolness hits your face.

If the resurrection of the holy spring is a game where the goddess watches the world, Christine and Irene are the ants.

Just when Sif was at a loss and the other spectators had mixed feelings, Hettingson, who had already been so nervous that he stood up in a cold sweat, realized that something was wrong.

After all, Christine and Irene are young and have limited mental strength, and they seem to be unable to hold on.

He was originally a little dissatisfied with Irene's troubles, but now he is grateful that Irene is there.

If there was only Christine, this resurrection ceremony would most likely fail.

He is Christine's teacher, and the failure will make them face the trial of the tribunal together.

He will commit suicide in fear of guilt before the arrival of the Arbitrator.

Before committing suicide, he would pour poison into Christine's mouth.

You can't go to the court even if you die.

Fortunately, Irene is here, which is great.

Hettingson took out a handkerchief with trembling hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathing a little heavily.

He already had high blood pressure, and now his eyes were slightly dark.

After shaking, he took out a few pills and swallowed them hard. He was finally able to stand up straight.

His right eyelid twitched again.

"Go away! I don't believe this, I only believe in goddesses!"

He roared madly in his heart.

Just as Heitingson's temples were beating wildly, another strange phenomenon occurred at the holy spring.

The amount of water in the holy spring is gradually decreasing.

Hettingson's knees weakened and he fell to his knees.

He almost fainted.

Typically, the decrease in water volume signifies the end of the sacred spring's reviving ritual.

This would be true if the mist-transformed goddess did not appear above the holy spring.

But the mist-transformed goddess is there, with a dreamlike face, neither joy nor sorrow.

The reduced holy water turned into mist, and the mist transformed the goddess.

This is a miracle.

Heitingson's vision turned dark and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Gifts from the Goddess are good things.

But having too many gifts is not the case.

The two girls couldn't catch this gift from heaven.

They're going to be backlashed.

The goddess's face gradually became clearer.

When the goddess opens her eyes, that's when the miracle comes.

According to classic records, when a miracle comes, everyone present will receive a divine gift, and the miracle will also give birth to a new super country.

The body of the god could not come to Theia, but the favor of the god could.

The overflowing gifts instantly filled the two saints and continued to overflow.

Everyone present was stunned.

If the miracle fails, this place will become a place abandoned by God. As long as the plane of Theia still exists, it will be permanently barren and barren.

Hettingson didn't care so much, he rushed over and sent his mental power to Christine.

Although Erin also needed support, he couldn't care about that much.

He has great strength, and his mental power is even more majestic, but he is an outsider.

As soon as he put his palm on Christine's back, he was bounced away.

Hettingson struggled to get up, but his body was weak and several ribs were broken.

"puff!"

A mouthful of old blood spurted out. Heitingson gasped for air and couldn't move. He could only shout at the top of his lungs to the surroundings, "Quick, help them!"

"No one can afford it if this becomes a place abandoned by gods!"

[Crow] The sage appeared behind Christine and Erin like lightning and began to sing.

His mind was clearer than that of Hettingson, who was confused by concern.

It is definitely not possible to directly transfer mental power.

Obviously, Christine and Irene have been locked in as the candidates to carry the miracle, and anyone else who interferes will be excluded by the holy spring.

But he didn't interfere, he just used natural magic to activate the two girls' own potential.

Every ounce of mental energy they regain comes from themselves.

This was originally their power, but it was activated by the [Crow] Sage through special means.

What Hettingson did was like a coach pushing a long-distance runner while he was running. This was a foul.

[Crow]’s approach is to shout cheers from the side. If the athletes run fast, it’s because they are good. The cheerleaders are just assists, no fouls.

[Crow]'s natural spell was very effective. Christine and Irene, who were already on the verge of collapse, became energetic again and the ceremony continued. The mist became thicker and thicker, and the goddess's appearance became clearer and clearer.

Her body is perfectly formed.

Her limbs are perfectly formed.

Her head and facial features also took shape.

The two girls were mentally exhausted, but they still accomplished this feat.

The goddess transformed by the mist seemed to be her true form, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

As long as the goddess opens her eyes, a miracle will come.

The glory of God will come from beyond the sky to this place, making this a place of grace.

However, it's still close.

The goddess's eyes never opened.

Erin and Christine's expressions changed.

Their strength has been drained out, their spirits are so exhausted that not a drop of it is left.

Although they were still standing, they were completely relying on their breath.

Exhausted physically and mentally, they were already dry wells.

Any kid could knock them over.

"Help"

Erin's voice was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Enya quickly appeared next to the teacher and tried to activate their spirits, but it was in vain.

In a short period of time, the human spirit cannot be lifted again.

Sister Natasha was also present at the venue.

She tried to help them regain their spirits, but was ruthlessly ejected by the mysterious power.

The strong and slender body flew more than ten meters like a piece of paper and hit the corner.

She couldn't even get up on her own.

Sif also stood up, her face turning slightly pale.

Vaal Lake is just south of the three overseas provinces. The spread of the God-Forsaken Land will directly affect the three overseas provinces.

How could she return to the imperial capital if the three provinces turned into a barren, barren land abandoned by the gods?
The empire had sacrificed so many people, spent so much financial resources, and the land that had taken generations of efforts to expand was permanently barren in her hands. Her status in the history books must be stinky.

She may even be placed under house arrest and imprisoned until her death.

Thinking of this, how could Sif dare to neglect her? She didn't even care that doing so would expose the hidden attributes of the [Elf Princess], and came to the two girls.

She opened her arms and chanted silently.

The elves' exclusive method of casting spells, silent chanting.

Just recite the spell in your mind and it will take effect immediately.

This is a chanting method that is slightly inferior to instant spells, and is the highest level that non-elves can use.

Since Sif doesn't hide, Roland can't hide either.

He stood next to Sif and held Sif's right hand.

Sif's profession is [Elf Princess], and he is [Inheritor], and their powers can be perfectly borrowed from each other.

In the third era dominated by the elves, the emperor, inheritors, and high priests respectively held power, knowledge, and faith, and had equal status.

The power of power, knowledge and belief can transform into each other under certain conditions.

The simplest way is to connect through the inheritors.

With Roland's help, Sif finished chanting the magic silently, and light green light enveloped Christine and Irene.

Their spirits recovered a little.

As a price, Roland and Sif were ejected at the same time.

The elves are not a race favored by the gods, but transgressors who are rejected by the gods.

The elves who tried to create gods were even destroyed by divine punishment.

The resurrection of the holy spring will certainly not look good on the trespassers.

Sif was seriously injured. She wiped the blood from the corners of her lips by lowering her head and stood up tenaciously.

She didn't want Roland to be distracted.

She looked at Roland with concern. As a bond, he must have been hurt more seriously.

However, Sif's calculation was wrong, and Roland was not injured.

He was thrown away just because he was holding Sif's hand.

Christine and Irene, who had regained their mental strength a little, tried their best to finally get the goddess to open her eyes.

The right eye of survival.

Seeing the eyes of God open, everyone present, whether they believed in the light or not, couldn't help but kneel down.

The only exceptions were Roland and Sif.

The moment she was ejected, countless memories awakened in Sif's mind.

She remembered some past events.

Choosing [Elf Princess] as an extraordinary profession means that she will be an elf from now on.

Even if she is a real human being.

Her devout faith ended.

From now on, she will always be the transgressor.

Either successful override or annihilation, there is no third possibility.

Roland was the same as her.

Since kneeling is useless, then just stop kneeling.

The reason why Roland didn't kneel was also very simple. His knees were hard and he couldn't kneel down.

The goddess is amazing, right? Come down if you have the guts.

The opened eyes of the goddess represent survival, and are as gentle as water, allowing all injured to heal instantly.

Hettingson stood up and was surprised to find that his ribs had healed.

Natasha also stood up, and was surprised to find that her arms and legs were intact.

Others, regardless of faith, knelt on the ground and prayed silently.

The goddess's phantom only opened one eye, while the other remained closed.

Christine and Irene looked at each other silently, the regrets in their hearts unspeakable.

They want to cry.

Just a little bit.

If they were stronger, maybe a complete miracle would befall them. What has come now is only a very incomplete miracle.

This minor miracle can only nourish Lake Vaal and the surrounding land.

Even though they have touched the biggest trophy, they can only take away the encouragement award. No one is willing to accept it.

The mist is gradually thinning, and the goddess's phantom is slowly dissipating.

Just when everyone thought this incomplete miracle was over, Roland rushed forward and pressed his big hand hard on the lower end of the goddess statue.

Above the jade feet.

He touched the feet of the goddess statue with both hands, and his spiritual power surged out.

He's not a pervert, he's just unwilling.

After working hard for a long time, the benefits were all taken by the city-state of Vaal. Why?
Either the rain and dew will catch it, or no one will take it.

Since he wasn't backlashed just now, he won't be now either.

Maybe his mental power can also participate in the recovery.

He vaguely felt that he could win the bet. After all, he was a time traveler and a visitor from outside the territory. The rules of this plane may not apply to him.

He won the bet.

Thick fog was rising, and the dissipating goddess's phantom quickly intensified and became extremely clear.

Everyone can clearly see the details of the goddess's transformation.

Lifelike, as if the goddess is here.

The left eye is open.

Dark as a prison, this is the eye of death.

Roland was locked, as if he were naked in an abyss.

He raised his head to look at the phantom goddess, smiling and looking at her.

His lips parted, muttering something silently.

"the same as you."

No one heard it, but he believed the goddess could.

The holy water poured out like a torrential rain.