I Became the God of Light

Sadness filled the whole world, and everyone looked at the Son and prayed.

"Our heavenly Father, may your name be glorified, may your kingdom come, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven..."

The pious chanting echoed on the top of the mountain and drifted away with the mountain wind.

After chanting the prayer for a long time, people stopped and began to think about what should be done next. What should be done with the Holy Body of the Son?

At this moment, as everyone's voices were heard, everyone on the top of the mountain suddenly heard a groan of pain.

"Um?"

What is this sound?

They were very puzzled because everyone's illnesses had obviously disappeared due to the previous miracle.

Confused, they looked in that direction.

Everyone saw that the painful groan was made by a strong man.

If you look carefully, someone will recognize you immediately.

"It's Captain Simon!"

The soldiers who were also in the escort were surprised and didn't know what happened to him.

"Simon, you..."

Pope St. Joseph walked up to Simon, who was covering his face, and asked what was going on.

"I'm fine."

Feeling the gradually weakening pain, Captain Simon let go of his hand, revealing a handsome and tough face with some whiskers.

As he let go of his hand and looked around clearly, he noticed something strange.

Pope St. Joseph was about to say something when his eyes were caught.

"Why did the color of your eyes change?" he asked in surprise.

Simon's eyes were originally supposed to be brown, but now they actually showed a hint of gold.

"Has the color changed?" Simon wiped the corners of his eyes in confusion.

When Pope St. Joseph told him about the color change, Simon was stunned on the spot.

"I was touched by the blood of the Holy Son..." He quickly explained.

Listening to Simon's words, Pope St. Joseph was astonished, and envy welled up deep in his heart.

Although I don’t know exactly what happened, it’s good to know.

Simon also felt that he had changed a little, and he saw things more clearly. As for whether there were other changes, he didn't know.

Hundreds of people around listened quietly, with envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Pope St. Joseph glanced at them and suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter.

The body of the Son must be kept safe, otherwise something blasphemous might happen!

He has never doubted this. As a pope, he knows a lot about the darkness.

Maybe people now don't dare to do anything to the Holy Son of the Holy Son, but as time goes by, there will always be some people who can't help but be tempted and do some crazy things.

The eternal blood of the Holy Son impressed him deeply. If other effects were added...

Those lunatics are irrational!

Just when Pope St. Joseph was thinking about hiding it, his heart skipped a beat.

Because he discovered that although those gray men died, their equipment remained and is still being broadcast around the world, which means...

What happened to them now was seen and heard by people all over the world!

Suffer!

He screamed silently.

The facts were similar to what he thought. Although most people didn't think anything, among the huge number of people, there were always some people who were crazy.

Those people looked at the blood on the ground with fiery eyes.

They dare not desecrate the body of the Holy Son, but they might be able to get the blood on the ground!

Simon next to him also noticed it and asked softly, "Pope, the Holy Body of the Son?"

"Put down the Holy Son first and then talk." Saint Joseph said.

Simon nodded.

He greeted Norman and Mazhi, and the three of them worked together to put the Holy Son down.

A few hours later, a crystal coffin was transported to the top of the mountain, and Simon held the body of the Son and placed it inside.

Simon kissed the Son's finger devoutly and said, "My Lord and my God."

While muttering, he closed the crystal coffin.

After placing the Holy Body, the pope had the white cross stained with the holy blood, the three white nails, the crown of thorns, and even the stones on the ground collected.

It can be said to be digging three feet into the ground, making the onlookers' faces twitch.

Then, escorted by a huge crowd, the Holy Host and holy relics were delivered to St. Peter's Church, and a large number of soldiers were sent to protect them at all times.

At this time, high-level officials from various countries contacted the Pope one after another. In addition to saying hello, they also kept asking vaguely if they could walk a stone or two.

Unfortunately, it was directly rejected by Pope St. Joseph.

He would never give anything belonging to the Holy Son to anyone else!

Even though it was an ordinary stone before, to him now, it was a holy stone, a holy stone stained with holy blood!

"Really can not?"

On the other side of the phone, an elderly man's voice rang.

"No!" Pope St. Joseph flatly refused.

Even when facing the top management of the United States, his tone was tough, and he didn't seem to be afraid of this guy at all.

And this is also true. The person opposite is not surprised at all, not even a little angry.

Now the Vatican is different. Although it is still a small and pitiful country, its influence and deterrence are no less than any other big country, and no country dares to commit such a robbery.

At least I don't dare to do it openly, but I don't know secretly.

"Okay." The person on the other end hung up the phone regretfully.

After that, there were a lot of phone calls, and Pope St. Joseph simply refused them all with the confidence in his heart.

However, he still had reasons to refuse the things from the Holy Son, and those people did not dare to force them, but he could not refuse those things from the Gray Men.

It's not that it can't be kept by force, but the Vatican simply doesn't have the strength to study those things.

In addition, the Holy Son's things are already eye-catching enough, and if he leaves behind those high-tech items, he still has the emotional intelligence to know that he cannot do such a thing that would offend everyone.

When all kinds of things happen or chaos occurs in the world because of the coming of God, the God in the hearts of the world is undergoing a crucial advancement.

The far side of the moon.

Su Yun silently felt the rapidly increasing thread of faith in his body.

This worldwide miracle made him a lot of money, and the effect was unexpectedly good.

The originally expected 500 million faith threads actually exceeded the number by a lot, reaching 1.4 billion!

In other words, he has now reached the standard for promotion!

Now that he had the ability to advance, he had no intention of delaying and started to advance immediately.

Su Yun let go of the restrictions in his body.

The white color that occupies 99% of the godhead and characters has swallowed up the last bit of black.

In an instant, a holy godhead appeared.

"Buzz~"

The godhead let out a soft cry, a white flame burst out, and the godhead melted into a ball of white liquid.