I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 672

Chapter 53: The Miracle

Alice’s votes kept climbing, surpassing Visalia, Oloya, and Jay, reaching an astonishing figure of four hundred thousand, second only to the Child of Light, Sang.

Every Holy Light believer in White Harbor who hadn’t voted yet began to waver.

The believers outside the parish had a blind worship of the East, but that admiration was shattered by Alice.

If Alice was just as good as the candidates from the Eastern continent, then why couldn’t they choose their own saint candidate from the Western continent?!

Even in the East, some people started getting a bit shaken upon seeing Alice’s votes exceed others, realizing for the first time that the saint candidates they looked up to weren’t as untouchable as they thought.

“No, there must be some mistake!” Unable to believe she was losing to a mere maid, Oloya couldn’t hold back and shouted.

She quickly regained her composure, covering her mouth, but that hysterical moment had already been exposed to all the onlookers in the world.

“Dear priest, I cannot understand why the vote count of a maid would suddenly surpass! They must have done something underhanded…”

In a cold sweat, Jay tried to shift the blame, attempting to pin some unfounded accusation on Alice.

Before the priest could respond, a whisper from Archbishop Simon, the Intellect Angel, came from the crowd.

“There’s no need for doubt.”

“The mechanism of the voting is an extraordinary technique that has remained unchanged for thousands of years; there’s no room for forgery.”

How embarrassing.

Doubting others’ victories only shows one’s own incompetence.

Simon shook his head inwardly and said kindly, “Priest, please continue with the pre-election.”

With the archbishop’s assurance, even saint candidates couldn’t question it.

The pre-election continued.

The priest announced loudly, “Next, we enter the final stage of the pre-election.”

“You have already witnessed the glorious deeds of several saint candidates, but glory is in the past. Now, let us continue to witness their destiny, witness their proofs of being favored by the goddess, and witness… the miracles!”

As the priest’s words fell, a massive Holy Light magic array appeared beneath the entire church.

The air became sacred and solemn, spreading a pure aura that seemed capable of healing hearts.

At this moment, the bloodlines of all Holy Light Extraordinary Beings were exceptionally activated.

In the final stage, the saint candidates would fully activate their bloodlines within a special magic array, materializing their powers.

For mortals, the manifestation of the Holy Light was a true miracle.

For Extraordinary Beings, the form itself indicated the level of their bloodlines, symbolizing the potential of an Extraordinary Being.

If past deeds could be fabricated, the potential of bloodlines shown under the public gaze would never lie!

Levi still didn’t look in Roy and Alice’s direction, muttering softly, “No matter what tricks you’ve pulled behind the scenes, it’s all over now!”

“Everyone, let these two lowly peasants witness your noble Holy Light!”

Oloya was the first to strike, gathering the Holy Light.

The pupils in the girl’s eyes turned into a blinding white, like a pure white tsunami, rising in a wave of dazzling starlight.

Silver-level bloodline: White Eyes.

Jay followed closely behind, drawing a cross on his chest and praying.

Countless pure white flowers blossomed from beneath his feet, forming a stunning garden that resembled a paradise, even wafting a dreamy fragrance.

Silver-level bloodline: Floral Bloom.

Visalia shouted boldly, and behind her, the clang of steel rang out as a tall pure white knight holding a lance materialized in thin air.

Wherever the knight pointed, the hearts of the people surged with hot blood, as if witnessing the glory of battle, willing to charge alongside the knight.

Silver-level bloodline: Holy Knight.

The manifestation formed by the Holy Light symbolized the potential of the saint candidates’ bloodlines.

With the church magic array in play, the solidity of these manifestations far exceeded the norm, even possessing the power to influence reality.

Activating the bloodline’s primal energy was something even an ordinary mid-tier Extraordinary Being might never be able to achieve in their lifetime!

Those bathed in the brilliant waves felt like they were in a grand castle, controlling everything they desired.

Those enchanted by pure white flowers were immersed in a world alone with their dream lover, embracing their perfect partner.

Those stunned by the towering knight willingly submitted to battlefield passion, eager to follow them to the ends of the earth.

In the White Harbor church, unless someone had a high enough bloodline or a golden-level bloodline, many low-tier Extraordinary Beings found it hard to resist this strange extraordinary wave, uncontrollably casting their votes.

Even if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, just witnessing the images shown projected affected the people profoundly.

“Hahahaha! I’m the king; I’ve become the king!”

“Julie? Is that you, Julie? You didn’t abandon me after all!”

“My lord, I’m willing to follow you to the ends of the earth, no matter the cost!”

Similar scenes were not only happening in the White Harbor church but erupted all over the world, causing waves of chaos.

No matter what they thought previously, in either frenzy or inspiration, they had already lost themselves and cast their precious votes.

The votes of the three saint candidates surged again, one after another breaking through the five hundred thousand mark, putting Alice behind once more.

Only then did Levi calmly lift his head, finally looking at Roy.

“See that? This is the gap between us; you and your candidate have no chance at all! We are the ones chosen by the Holy Light!”

Alice frowned slightly, seemingly unconvinced, but Roy just casually replied, “You’re speaking too soon.”

“Aren’t you the one who hasn’t made a move yet?”

Levi squinted his eyes, disdainfully saying: “Then I’ll do as you wish and finish you off.”

Levi advanced with Sang.

Levi gripped the sword handle, drawing it with a swift motion, pointing it to the sky.

The sword rang out, and the Holy Light roared.

White lightning struck down from the heavens, casting a somber shroud across the world.

At the same time, Sang silently knelt halfway down and assumed a prayer position.

In the next moment, a vast surge of Holy Light rose, gathering into a flawless circle, like a golden sun illuminating a dim sky!

Rumored to be one of the few sacred implements of the Holy Light Church, humanity’s top-tier extraordinary weapon, Holy Sword: Dusk.

And the miraculous child, the Child of Light, Sang, who invoked celestial phenomena since birth, turning night into day, blessed and loved by the Holy Light.

The white thunder and golden sun shone together, intertwining their manifestations in this moment, shaking the souls of everyone present.

“This is… a miracle…”

The priest on the altar had unknowingly knelt to the ground, murmuring.

Not just him.

Everyone there who wasn’t a mid-tier or golden-level bloodline, regardless of whether they were Holy Light believers or not, bathed in the sacred aura, couldn’t help but moisten their eyes, faces full of devotion.