Great Lord Cultivation System

Chapter 170 The Son of God

At this time, in the capital of the Mass Empire, in the Temple of the Harvest Goddess, a major event is happening. The Goddess has issued an oracle!
This is a big deal, the Goddess of Harvest, who hasn't given an oracle for a long time, actually gave an oracle today!All the priests of the Harvest Temple were shocked, and everyone hurried to the main hall.

Under the clear sky, the Temple of Harvest was filled with densely packed priests and nuns in white robes. On several spacious main roads in the temple, they gathered into a white crowd, and there were several archbishops in red who followed suit, and even some The sharp-eyed priest spotted the presence of the Judgment in the crowd!

"Hey! Did you see that? That's the adjudicator!" The white-robed priest touched his companion with his elbow while walking.

"Master Judge? Where is it? Where is it?" The partner tiptoed to look at the crowd, trying to find the figure of Judge.

That is the judge!The cutting-edge force of Harvest Temple, they are a group of the most fanatical priests!She is the most staunch guardian of the goddess!
The white-robed priest secretly pointed to the adjudicators who had just walked into the main hall. The partner turned his gaze away and could only see the backs of a few adjudicators. I can be one of them too."

The white-robed priest rolled his eyes and said, "Come on, you don't know how cruel the selection requirements of the adjudicator are! The adjudicator not only must have the strongest belief and strong strength, I heard that every time they try , will be in danger of life!"

The little friend was full of determination: "Then I also want to be the adjudicator, and I want to protect the goddess!"

At this moment, a young nun in front of the two turned her head, glared at them and said, "Be quiet, you will be entering the main hall soon, His Excellency is still there!"

The white-robed priest and his little friends agreed submissively, and it was obvious that they were very afraid of the young nun in front of them.

A group of people walked into the main hall silently like this. The position of the three white-robed priests was at the back of the crowd. From the position of the white-robed priests, the entire main hall seemed very wide, and the pointed ceiling was a foot away from the ground. There are more than ten meters high.

A huge white fluffy carpet was spread under the feet of everyone. Every priest had to take off his shoes and socks when he entered the main hall, and stepped on the white carpet with bare feet. A sense of comfort and ease could not help but flow through his body.

If someone looks carefully, they will find a slight milky white light shining on this carpet. It is said that this carpet has been blessed by the goddess of harvest. You can deeply feel the deep warmth from the Harvest Goddess.

The priests stood up in batches, lined up one-on-one, neat and orderly, and there were huge candles on both sides of the main hall. The flames were actively beating, extending all the way to the end. A red-clothed archbishop respectfully saluted an old man in white robes. This old man was His Majesty the Pope of the Harvest Temple.

Several red-clothed archbishops were talking to the white-robed old man. The white-robed old man nodded, and then the red-clothed archbishops stepped back and stood aside with their hands tied. The rest of the priests saw this scene, as if they knew what was coming next. What was about to happen, his expression suddenly became solemn.

The Pope turned around. He was wearing a milky white robe, with a snow-white beard and a kind face. It seemed that people couldn't help but feel an indescribable trust in him.

His Excellency the Pope coughed lightly, and his old voice kept echoing in the spacious main hall: "The main purpose of calling everyone here today is to announce an important matter."

His Excellency the Pope paused at this point, glanced at the people in the hall with kind eyes, and continued: "Everyone knows that just last night, Her Majesty the Goddess issued an oracle, and it has been a few days since Her Majesty the Goddess gave an oracle last time." It's been a hundred years."

The Pope may be old, so he paused for a while, adjusted his breath evenly, and continued: "Everyone knows that most of the many temples in the Senye Continent have their own sons of gods, saints, etc. These sons of heaven are hailed as the children of gods, and they are as important as parents and children! At the same time, these sons of gods are also of great help to the temple!"

When the Pope said this, he coughed violently, his pale face flushed, and the Pope's short stature was wobbly, as if he was about to fall down in a second.

The archbishop in red at the side hurried forward, trying to support the Pope, but the Pope waved his hand to signal him to step back.

The priests in white robes below all looked at the kind old man on the stage with concern. The heavy church affairs had drained all the energy of the old man. His whole life was dedicated to Her Majesty the Harvest Goddess. An old man worthy of everyone's respect.

The Pope paused and continued: "Although our Temple of Harvest is powerful, we have never had a Son of God who belongs to us alone. Everyone knows the importance of a Son of God to the temple. It’s not that everyone present is not outstanding, but that a great god like the Son of God needs to be hand-picked by Her Majesty the Goddess!”

"That's right, everyone has guessed what I'm going to say next! I'm getting old, and I'm getting a little rambunctious. That's what the Goddess gave the oracle last night." The Pope shook his head with a wry smile, mocking himself slightly, and then The old man's eyes became solemn, he looked around, and said word by word.

"Our first Son of God has appeared!" The pope's words seemed to drop a heavy bomb.

"Wow!"

The white-robed priest below seemed to have exploded, and everyone couldn't help whispering to each other, expressing their surprise at this matter.

"Son of God! Our Son of God has appeared?!"

"The Son of God appointed by His Highness the Harvest Goddess, is it false? You didn't listen to the Pope, this is the content of the oracle!"

"Do you think the Son of God will be those adjudicators?"

"It's really hard to say. The adjudicators are all very powerful existences, but they are a bit old. I think they may be the few favored ones in the church."

"I think it may also be those few favored sons of heaven!"

Everyone was discussing endlessly. The white-robed priest was also answering to his little friend before, and now he was full of surprise: "Aha, what did I say yesterday! I said that sooner or later we will have a god in the Harvest Temple." Son of God! Now I finally don’t have to look at the faces of those people, hmph! How amazing it is to think that there is a Son of God in our temple! We also have it!”

The little friend of the white-robed priest heard his friend's words, nodded with deep emotion, and sighed: "Yes! The Lord Son of God has finally appeared! Our generation of the Harvest Temple finally doesn't have to lose face in front of other temples! God The influence of the Son of God on the younger generation is too great! Whether there is a temple of the Son of God is completely different!"

The young nun who was in front of the two turned her head again, and lightly scolded the two: "Be quiet, His Holiness the Pope hasn't finished yet!"

"Oh." The two nodded their heads submissively, closed their mouths tightly, and stood still with their hands tied.

(End of this chapter)