Chapter 42: Prayer of the Sacred Words!
2015-08-02
Author: Floating Tower (诸生浮屠)
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the ruler of the Half-Elves!… You are the master of Modo!… You are the king of pirates!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the protector of the Half-Elves!… You are the pioneer in the shadows!… You are the maintainer of order!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“Your name will become sacred among the Half-Elves!… You lead us through crises!… You grant us a stable and orderly life!… You are the wise ruler!… Slaughter will make you even stronger!… The death of enemies spreads your radiance!… Your kingdom will protect our souls!… When death descends, your servants will gain rebirth in your kingdom!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You shall be exalted in your kingdom!… Transform into the stars in the sky!…”
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The organized prayers echoed over Modo, with tens of thousands of believers gathered around the temple. In the darkness, countless eyes peered in, and as long as one did not approach the core area of Modo, the guards hiding in the shadows would not drive them away. The sky was still dark, and dawn’s arrival was not far off. The timing chosen by Soren for the investiture surprised many; he did not choose the afternoon, evening, or dusk, nor did he prefer to act in the night like other evil gods.
He chose the investiture time to be—[Dawn]!
The last trace of darkness before dawn.
No one knew why Soren chose this time; perhaps only he had the answer in his heart.
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“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the ruler of the Half-Elves!… You are the master of Modo!… You are the king of pirates!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the protector of the Half-Elves!… You are the pioneer in the shadows!… You are the maintainer of order!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“Your name will become sacred among the Half-Elves!… You lead us through crises!… You grant us a stable and orderly life!… You are the wise ruler!… Slaughter will make you even stronger!… The death of enemies spreads your radiance!… Your kingdom will protect our souls!… When death descends, your servants will gain rebirth in your kingdom!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You shall be exalted in your kingdom!… Transform into the stars in the sky!…”
……
The second round of prayers began.
Accompanied by a faint divine glow, the priests knelt one by one in the temple, followed by countless believers kneeling down, an ocean of people bowed at his feet. The High Priest stood before Soren’s statue, looking down upon everything, a peculiar light appearing in his eyes. In an instant, a powerful Spiritual Energy Field enveloped the entire square, connecting the hearts of countless individuals.
Psychic Power Field!
Each prayer transformed into a torrent, connecting everyone’s hearts, and the fervent faith resonated with others’ hearts. In that moment, even some wavering believers were completely absorbed. The power of the mind converged; they felt the inner feelings of others. They felt a power of faith, a spiritual anchor, a sense of security after receiving protection.
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“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the ruler of the Half-Elves!… You are the master of Modo!… You are the king of pirates!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the protector of the Half-Elves!… You are the pioneer in the shadows!… You are the maintainer of order!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“Your name will become sacred among the Half-Elves!… You lead us through crises!… You grant us a stable and orderly life!… You are the wise ruler!… Slaughter will make you even stronger!… The death of enemies spreads your radiance!… Your kingdom will protect our souls!… When death descends, your servants will gain rebirth in your kingdom!…”
“My Lord Soren!”
“You shall be exalted in your kingdom!… Transform into the stars in the sky!…”
……
The third round of prayers began.
Subtly, the initially disjointed voices gradually blended into a whole. If the first round of prayers was a chaotic composition, then the second round became a melodic symphony. When the third round of prayers resonated, tens of thousands of voices became one. All sounds synchronized, and countless hearts merged through faith, religion, and spiritual energy, bursting forth with an immensely powerful Divine Power. Every word they spoke was imbued with strength, and this powerful [Sacred Word] reverberated across Modo Island. Even the nearby space trembled.
The last trace of darkness vanished, and the dawn’s light emerged on the horizon.
That was the light of dawn!
A dazzling and holy light appeared over Modo City, and in that moment, the entire temple erupted with powerful divine force, as a beam of light ascended from the statue, piercing through the space straight into the heavens!
Stars emerged.
In the final moments of darkness, a star that had once been dim suddenly burst forth with dazzling brilliance. Its light cascaded over Modo City, enveloping the entire city in radiance, bringing calmness to countless hearts as if they felt an eternal peaceful realm. Their spirits were enveloped by a force, and an unprecedented shock spread through everyone’s inner being.
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the ruler of the Half-Elves!… You are the master of Modo!… You are the king of pirates!…”
The same voices reverberated in the sky.
It was as if it was the echo of the tens of thousands of believers in Modo City, but it emanated from the radiant canopy above the city, as if it were from the clouds or another world.
“My Lord Soren!”
“You are the protector of the Half-Elves!… You are the pioneer in the shadows!… You are the maintainer of order!…”
Arendelle, Royal Palace.
The Princess’s figure suddenly appeared on the tower; she seemed to have just woken up, wearing a crystal blue nightgown. The Princess’s grave gaze turned towards the Overseas Islands. In the last moments of darkness before dawn, a far-off star suddenly became as bright as the moon, illuminating a corner of the sky, spilling brilliance upon a certain place.
“Investiture of the Gods?!…”
The Princess slowly closed her eyes; she could hear countless prayers, one after another, echoing in the sky, spreading throughout the entire Material Plane.
This was a symbol of a True God’s birth!
“My Lord Soren!”
“Your name will become sacred among the Half-Elves!… You lead us through crises!… You grant us a stable and orderly life!… You are the wise ruler!… Slaughter will make you even stronger!… The death of enemies spreads your radiance!… Your kingdom will protect our souls!… When death descends, your servants will gain rebirth in your kingdom!…”
The Northern Region, the Tower.
The legendary most powerful Witch, Eye of the North, had long stood on the astrological platform, gazing at the distant and dazzling star. Her pale pupils seemed to see everything, witnessing all that happened in Modo City.
A True God was about to be born.
Each utterance of prayer was accumulating power for Him, and when this power of faith became strong enough, it would be the moment He lifted the divine throne to the heavens!
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The prayers were still echoing.
Soren was undergoing intense transformations; endless powers of faith surged into him, and countless complex data appeared before his eyes.
The divine template was taking shape!
But his power was still insufficient; he needed more prayers, more faith, and more divine power!
As the moment of investiture approached.
His prayers spread across the entire world, reaching the ears of other deities. At that moment, in countless planes across the Multiverse, many exalted beings turned their gaze towards this place, towards an inconspicuous little island in the Material Plane.
A True God was about to be born!
From the heavenly realms of the gods to the Bottomless Abyss of Bartok, gods, demons, devils, evil gods, elemental titans, and demigod liches, countless powerful beings felt the emergence of a new god.
This was the power belonging to a True God!
No matter how one tried to conceal it, this was a True God acknowledged by the Multiverse.
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(PS: I will finish writing this section today.) (To be continued ~^~)