As the church's nearest strategic center, the Kingdom of Holm has gathered four legends and seven or eight golden knights, which is much stronger than the traditional diocese of the Duchy of Vaurit that fights against the Church in the North, so even if it rotates to guard the retreat, there are three cardinals.
Hearing a night watchman knocking on the door with the prescribed code, the three cardinals looked up at the same time, but one of them had already gotten up and walked towards the door when he looked up.
"Is it information from within the Magic Council?" There was no trace of excess fat on the cardinal's face, and his blue eyes seemed pure, but they were deep and bottomless.
The night watchman took out a letter and saluted respectfully: "Yes, Lord Andrade."
After taking the sealed letter, Andrade drew a cross on his chest: "The Lord will bless you."
"Only the truth endures!" The night watchman replied solemnly and turned around and left.
"Andrade, what level of intelligence is it about, do you need to report to His Excellency the Cardinal?" Another cardinal asked with concern.
After several previous events, the church had asked spies to briefly write the keywords of the intelligence on the back of the envelope when transmitting intelligence.
"Holy Spirit level, new particles, shaken, atomism."
Four keywords reflected Andrade's deep eyes.
The first is the level of intelligence, indicating that it is the third level of important intelligence after the archangel and angelic level, and cannot be viewed privately, and must be submitted to the cardinal immediately.
Andrade's deep blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied calmly: "Pious believer, regular intelligence of the Magic Council."
"You read it and make a record, and then distribute it to the bishops." The other cardinal had no doubt that Andrade would lie about such a thing.
If a cardinal is no longer religious and has taken refuge in the Magic Council, then all that awaits him is the devouring of the Light, and there is no other way.
In the retreat room, the three desks were facing each other in a triangle, so after Andrade sat down in his seat, he was not worried about the prying eyes of other cardinals, and looked at the letter in his hand as if he were reading ordinary information, and then wrote in the reading record: "Within the Magic Council, due to the contradiction between the laws of the elemental cycle and atomism, many high-ranking arcanists began to reflect and discuss atomism, but no valuable results have appeared for the time being. It is intelligence that needs to track subsequent developments."
After a period of time, information came in from time to time, and the three cardinals each read a part, put it in categories and recorded the general content of the information.
Near ten o'clock, a bishop who was in charge of distributing information knocked on the door and took away several stacks of rubbings placed in the upper left corner of each cardinal's desk, which would be conveyed to bishops, night watchmen, pastors, and trainee priests according to different levels.
The bishop with a thick stack of information came to the Divine Circle room specializing in rubbing documents, and began rubbing according to the number of people of different levels.
Due to the large amount of information, he did not read it carefully as usual, planning to wait until it was distributed before looking at his own.
At 10:30, information was passed on to different places by different people.
In the relatively calm retreat room, the three cardinals exchanged "reading records" with each other to obtain information, and began to summarize them, preparing to submit them to Cardinal Philip Bell, the magnate of the Inquisition, Bahá'u'lláh, and other Excellencies.
"The Magic Council is starting to doubt atomism? Does His Majesty have to seize the time to revise the content of theology again?" A cardinal laughed slightly sarcastically.
Andrade narrowed his eyes, his eyes were deep, and he smiled without saying a word.
The "Holy Scriptures" are doctrines, the truths spoken by the gods, and the gospels that teach the believers, while theology is the study and doctrine of the "Holy Scriptures", including the improvement of divine techniques, in-depth interpretations of doctrines, and discussions of various inexplicable issues.
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Abidar was the bishop in charge of the monastery and had a bowing attitude towards the Pope's improved theology, because he knew very well that without these improvements, with his own talent and understanding of doctrine, it would be difficult to become a fifth-level bishop in his thirties, in charge of the largest monastery in the entire diocese.
"This is the gift of the Lord to us devout believers, the truth expounded by the spokesperson of the gods under the Crown." Abidar said a prayer similar to Thanksgiving every day, "Greed and weakness can blind our hearts and make us forget to give thanks for the gifts of the Lord...... Gratitude is the most beautiful morality of human beings, and I hope that your way will walk on earth, as if walking in your country......"
At the end of the prayer, Abidar drew a cross on his chest and whispered, "Only the truth endures."
Opening his eyes, Abidar saw that the priest who served him was already waiting at the door with several pieces of information, so he nodded and motioned for him to come in.
"What important information is there today?" Abidar took the document and asked casually.
The young pastor replied respectfully: "Your Excellency, it's all some regular information."
"Yes." Abidal nodded lightly and began to read, this is the normal world, how can important information often appear.
Since it was regular intelligence, Abidal read very quickly, and it didn't take long to see the penultimate copy.
He usually taught theology seriously and had a stern attitude, often frightening the trainee pastor into anxiety, secretly calling him a "devil angel", but now, his face that could make the trainee pastor suddenly quiet showed an indescribable expression of horror, as if he had fallen into hell and found himself the most evil and terrifying devil.
"About one in two thousand......" Abidal seemed to make a hoarse and low voice from his chest.
"The Holiness of the Atom...... Theological foundations...... Has it been destroyed by the Lord's own hand?"
The young priest did not dare to leave after delivering the information, because he had to wait for Bishop Abidar to read the information and give him instructions.
After waiting quietly for a while, he suddenly felt the whole room become hot and solemn, and heard an inaudible voice coming from Bishop Abidal's mouth.
The panicked young priest no longer cared about etiquette and dignity, and looked directly at Abidal's face.
Then, he saw a shocking scene that he would never forget:
Bishop Abidar's iron blue face remained with great fear, anger and confusion, and immediately afterwards, a pure and holy light burst out from within his body uncontrollably, swallowing up the frozen strange expression.
A little light splashed, and the young pastor was completely stunned.
Under the fierce sunlight near noon, this pure holy light seemed to be dyed a little bit of golden red.
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In the Diocese of Holm, several bishops who were convinced of theology were swallowed up by the light under the violent onslaught - this is the information distributed by the Church, and they subconsciously did not doubt the authenticity of the experiment.
In addition, although more than 20 bishops saved their lives, they had a strong sense of distrust of theology and doctrine, and it was difficult to be promoted to cardinal in the future.
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At noon, inside the Shining Cathedral.
As Philippe was about to perform a prayer according to his habit, the sound of the cardinal's messy and panicked footsteps came from outside the door.
"What happened?" Philip Bell, a Holy Spirit priest, had a strong premonition of danger and bad conditions, and asked directly before the cardinal could speak.
The cardinal who came to report was still in a trance, and replied in a slightly dazed voice: "Your Excellency Philipbel, six bishops have been swallowed by the light, twenty-three bishops have been severely damaged in their faith, and one cardinal, Villi, has also been severely damaged in their faith."
"Holy light devouring? Faith severely damaged? What did they see? Isn't there a clergy guarding the newspaper?" Philippe Bell asked in a stern tone.
"It's not a newspaper, it's the information that is publicly conveyed to bishops and above clergy, and there is information about experiments on the discovery of new particles, which is the internal structure of atoms." The cardinal seemed to be shocked as well, and his speech was a little slurred.
"Will such information be conveyed directly to the bishop-level clergy?" Philip Bell was about to get angry.
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It didn't take long for the tribunal giant Bahá'u'lláh to lock Andrade and take him to the court interrogation room with no intention of escaping at all.
Legends such as Philippe Bell and Valenhill watched the interrogation outside.
"When did you take refuge in the Magic Council?" Bahá'u'lláh struggled to suppress his anger, but at the same time he was very curious, why could he still use magic if he took refuge in the Magic Council?
Andrade looked at the cardinal's robe on his body, his smile was flat and pure: "I have nothing to do with the Magic Council, the Pope who borrows the arcane theory of the Magic Council to transform theology is the biggest heretic, blasphemer!"
"His transformation tarnished the holiness of divine arts, desecrated the majesty of the Lord, and allowed the clergy to be toyed with by the Council of Magic again and again! Such a theology must be abandoned!"
Outside the interrogation room, Valenhill squinted his eyes and said to Philippe: "When did this radical conservative retro school appear in the Diocese of Holm?"
"Facing the Magic Council and accepting the shock again and again, there will always be people who begin to doubt the necessity of theological transformation." Philippe Bell looked back at Valenhill calmly.
In the interrogation room, Bahá'u'lláh roared: "What does that have to do with other bishops? You want to kill your brothers and sisters in this way? This is your piety?!"
"Anyone who has been hit hard by this experiment is a heresy who has firmly believed in blasphemy, and it is the greatest piety to hit them hard and kill them!" Andras said without fear, "Burn me, Your Excellency Bahá'u'lláh, and I will ascend to the Mount of Heaven in the flames!"
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Parliamentary headquarters.
"Cursed Eye" Atlanta Forman smiled at Douglas: "It's true that we can't control the clergy from doing things that go against their beliefs and fundamental ideas, but what if it's a seed that has sprouted in their hearts?"
"Finding their psychic loopholes, and then giving them reinforcement and hints, this is the deepest application of illusion." Atlanta opened his eyes, and there seemed to be countless figures in his black pupils, which was extremely strange.
"As long as you can think, you will be affected by illusion!"
It's the last ten minutes, don't waste it if you have a monthly pass, just ask for a guaranteed monthly pass in September.
(End of this chapter)