Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

In the first year of the Holy Light Cross Calendar, Karen Lothar, the famous commander of the old alliance and the son of Sir Anduin Lothar, the human military commander, was indebted to the great grace of God Yahweh, the defender of the cross faith, and the dependent of Seraph Mir's forehead. .

In the third month after the end of the initial epic battle - the "Battle of the Dark Portal", in the Holy Cross Cathedral, the capital of the King of Storm, one of the seven kingdoms of the old humanity, amid the cheers of thousands of Yahweh believers, the first The first Cross Church Pope St. Paul personally crowned him, announced the establishment of the Holy Arathor Empire, and ascended the throne as the first Holy Arathor Emperor.

This is the first country in recorded history that takes the Holy Yahweh as its only faith and follows the Church of the Holy Light Cross as its state religion since the creation of the world by the Supreme God.

It inherited the bloodline of its monarch thousands of years ago, and later split into the seven old human kingdoms, namely the Kingdom of Stormgard, the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Dalaran Autonomous City-State Alliance, the Kingdom of Gilneas, and the Kingdom of Alterac Mountains. , the Dominion of Kutilas Island, the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the annihilation of the 1,200-year-old legal system of the ancient Arathor Empire...

——"Holy Cross: History of the Empire"

Light Cross Year 127 by Thomas Van Lan

The victory of the Battle of the Dark Portal allowed the human believers of Yahweh to once again return to the fertile and wealthy land where their ancestors had lived.

Through this grand war, Messiah succeeded in uniting these people who had been abandoned by the powerful people of the Kingdom of Stormwind under the banner of Yahweh's sacred faith.

No one will miss the long thousand-year reign of the Wrynn royal family in the past.

Therefore, after settling for a period of time, the current form was analyzed from the messages transmitted by clergymen in various places in the faith network.

The white-robed priest who had returned to the Holy City of Messiah and continued to stay at home knew that the time was ripe to launch the next step of his divine plan!

In the blink of an eye, the time has come two months later.

The western wilderness coast, the holy city of Mercia, in the Cathedral of Holy Yahweh.

Bright sunlight shines through the glazed windows with holy angel patterns into this huge and empty chapel, illuminating the huge cross in the center with all its glory!

Nearly 2,725 people from the entire Holy Light Cross Church region, including the backbone of the clergy as well as civil affairs officials from large gatherings of humans and murloc groups, gathered here.

“Praise Yahweh!”

"My name is Rawls Shell, my friend, how is the reconstruction progress of your Arathor City now?"

A senior civil affairs official from a giant fish-people town in the shallow sea opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and asked the human civil affairs official on his left with a somewhat curious expression.

Because of their common beliefs, the two major groups of fish and humans have now entered an unprecedented stage of intimacy.

From the previous chatting around him, the murlocs already knew that this colleague was one of the leaders of the largest city on human land, the former Stormwind City, now renamed Arathor City.

“Praise Yahweh!”

After retaking the human territory after winning the Battle of the Dark Portal, this human administrative officer has met many murloc merchants who came to Arathor City, the largest gathering place of humans, to look for business opportunities.

As long as shallow-sea murlocs become professionals, they can act as they please on land like normal humans.

But ordinary humans, except for the Judgment Holy Light Priests who are extremely adaptable and concealed, even other senior professionals at the Silver level, still cannot move under the sea for a long time.

However, current cheap underwater breathing props have not yet been invented and popularized, and the life of fishmen is still extremely mysterious to most humans.

But this was the first time in his history that the fish-man actually communicated and talked with him in person, which made him a little nervous.

"I'm George Dennis, nice to meet you."

"We have completed most of the work, and at the beginning of this month, the church once again approved a group of orc coolies for us."

"With the help of those orc coolies, we will be able to complete the restoration of Arathor City by the end of this month."

The human administrative officer said to his fellow fishmen with a standard etiquette smile.

"Really? Congratulations!"

The fishman administrative officer smiled and then chatted casually.

"I will take my family to Arazor City for a trip next month."

"I heard about the name of your xxx delicacies in Arathor City from the merchants in Rokos City last time."

travel?

The human administrative officer's eyes lit up. Unlike the humans who were waiting for something to happen, in most of his social circles, what were the names of the murloc tourists who had entered the civilized era?

Those are all synonymous with rich people!

Especially in the past period of time, he had heard about the murloc tourists in many rebuilt human cities.

Which one appears in front of mankind without a pocket full of pearls and gems?

Which one has not brought a lot of tax revenue to the local area and brought a lot of promotion scores to the political officers there?

In an instant, the smile on his face became even more sincere. He quickly took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the big-headed murloc in front of him.

"Sir Rawls, Stormwind City, bah!"

"Arathor City welcomes you and your family."

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Under the leadership of this group of secular political officials, the atmosphere in the entire chapel was relaxed and leisurely.

The human and murloc administrative officers were all happily communicating in low voices about the different management experiences in their respective regions and the interesting local stories they encountered.

On the other side of them, a circle composed of nearly 600 cardinals, paladin leaders, and key Yahweh priests under the High-level Judgment Church in the Yahweh Church were also talking to each other in low voices.

With.

Because priests can communicate with each other regardless of distance through the faith network, using their own priesthood numbers, just like the instant messaging software in the modern social network of the Marvel Earth Federation.

And the Glory Priest professionals, who have strong spiritual power, are the best among them. They can maintain a state of spiritual communication for a long time.

Therefore, for them, the distance between races cannot hinder the exchange of ideas among them. Almost every high-ranking cleric has one or two like-minded friends from foreign races.

"Do these people really think the war is over?"

An old human priest with a full head of white hair and the highest official rank glanced at the secular government officials opposite who were chatting happily, and said helplessly in a low voice to the fishman priest next to him.

"Have you seen the piece of information from the colleagues of the Judgment Temple?"

The fishman priest nodded and said in a low voice to his human friend.

"Colleague Scoriel, that message was posted on the Faith Network by Lord Paul two hours ago!"

"Of course I saw it!"

"That damn tribal chief enslaved a group of red dragons from somewhere."

Officially because the fishmen tribe had been down and out, the priest of the fishmen was very concerned about anything that might destroy their current good life. He suppressed his anger and responded in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"Using these red dragons, they have defeated the interception fleet led by Admiral Daelin Proudmoore, the leader of the Northern Continent Alliance of the Eastern Kingdom, the lord of the Kul Tiras Island Autonomous Territory, from the Hillsbrad Hills.

Logged in!"

"The town closest to that battlefield has sent people to obtain some wreckage of the Alliance ships in that naval battle, and is submitting it to the Church's Supreme Judgment Church for a damage assessment report."

"Hey! Yahweh God bless you!"

Meet your friends and learn more.

The old human priest nodded, let out a long sigh, and said to his friend next to him in a serious and sad tone.

"As Lord Paul said in the Faith Network."

"All this has just begun..."

Before the old priest could finish his sigh, the shouts of the patron saint warriors suddenly came from outside the largest chapel after the expansion of the Holy Yahweh Cathedral.

"The Holy See of the Great Prophet, Honorable Cardinals, Chief of Paladins, and the High Order of Judgment."

"And all the senior commanders of the Holy Legion."

"arrive!"

All the political officials and clergymen immediately stopped talking and stood up in unison.

After experiencing the confrontation between the real messenger of heaven and the inhuman existence of the Lord of the Abyss, their faith in God Yahweh and their respect for the Messiah deepened.

"Brush!" "Brush!" "Brush!"

He looked respectfully at the figure of the white-robed priest who came slowly from the door, leading the church and the Holy Legion's senior officials.

They took off their hats, bowed and saluted, and shouted in unison.

"God in heaven!"

"Faithful believer of Yahweh, xxx (name)."

"Meet His Majesty the Great Holy See."

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