Diary of Guarding Monster Girls-Chapter 510 - 312 I will kill you (4.2K! Extra )

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Chapter 510: 312 I will kill you (4.2K! Extra Chapter 108)

Radiant Holy City of Solantis.

As the faith center of Albertas in the Mortal Realm and the location of the Main Divine Hall of the Sun Church, this place is seen as a holy land by countless paladins, who yearn to visit the Holy City within their lifetime.

This is a land of eternal light, perpetually bathed in sunlight.

In the city’s center, a massive Sun Wheel, formed by the Holy Flame bestowed by the Sun God, floats and spins ceaselessly, remaining ever-bright, even at night.

Moreover, this is the place that reacts most to any abnormal phenomena concerning the Sun God.

To no exaggeration, the followers of the Sun God are nearly driven mad.

Our Lord has granted a miracle!

A miracle!!!

A miracle that could be witnessed by the entire world!

They enthusiastically emerged from their retreats, sharing the news, speculating together if this was a message the divine was trying to convey to them...

A new divine oracle?

A call to initiate a holy war against evil?

Has Our Lord become intolerant of evil?

Moreover, considering it coincided with the appearance of the blood moon, shouldn’t its significance be further contemplated?

In contrast to the fervent state of the followers, the Pope in the highest Sanctuary of the Holy City remained relatively calm.

The aged elder, with white hair and beard, looked kindly upon the excited children in the Holy City, shook his head, and let out a serene smile.

"Haha, such children..."

The Pope neither stopped nor scolded their excitement, nor did he encourage or incite it.

Let them be.

The old Pope was once one of them, an avid enthusiast of holy wars, ever-hopeful of sacrificing himself for the divine and for justice.

He yearned for a chance, an opportunity to prove his faith to the divine.

But now, he had grown old.

His faith had never wavered; his belief in Albertas grew stronger, firmly convinced that only the Sun God could save this world.

Over the millennia, he had witnessed too much.

A miracle?

It was nothing remarkable.

Not to mention mere miracles or divine manifestations... he had directly confronted even the true form of an Evil God countless times.

The experience of this generation’s "Sun Pope" was too profound, having endured countless trials and tribulations.

Now, he no longer needed to prove his devotion to anyone—not even the divine he had served all his life.

The Sun Pope withdrew his gaze, turned, and walked towards the deepest part of the Sanctuary, kneeling reverently before the statue of the Sun God, closing his eyes in prayer.

"My Lord, what has happened?"

The children might still be guessing, but he was different.

He could directly inquire.

No riddle can’t be clarified by straightforward questioning.

Although the Sun God hadn’t responded to his prayers for a long time for some reason, given the unusual occurrence, the deity should have awakened.

At first, the Sun Pope heard nothing in response; the divine still seemed to slumber.

Yet, he was not in a hurry, quietly waiting.

After a while, just as the Sun Pope began to doubt, he finally heard the divine’s response.

Within the Bishop’s heart, a voice filled with unsurpassed majesty resounded after hundreds of years: ["Someone attempted to steal My authority."]

The eyes of the Sun Bishop shot open, almost causing him to stand up abruptly.

What!!?

The answer from the Sun God was far more shocking than anything he had speculated.

Someone is attempting to steal Our Lord’s authority?

Are they mad?

Exactly which lunatic would dare to do such a doomed thing?

Moreover, judging by recent developments, it seems the other party succeeded? At least for a certain period!!?

"My Lord, should this matter... be conveyed to the believers?" the Sun Pope asked tentatively.

Should such a significant matter be made known to the followers?

He could barely imagine what could happen if this news were to spread... would it spark a new holy war, or would an Evil God directly initiate a war of gods?

This time, the Sun gave no further response, and the light on the statue gradually dimmed.

The sun had set.

Albertas fell silent again.

"..."

The Sun Pope slowly stood, deeply furrowing his brow, perplexed by the entire situation.

With limited information, he could only speculate.

"To steal divine authority, one either needs the strength to forcibly seize it or relies on their realm to cunningly steal it..."

Only a handful of deities could seize the Sun God’s divine position, and none of them would dare such a mad act.

Thus, the most likely scenario is someone using their own realm as a stepping stone to try to invoke divine authority.

The latter possibility involved more individuals.

The Sun Pope pondered for a while, recalling a figure in his mind with significant suspicion.

"Is it that traitor who fled?"

"That once most powerful and favored War Angel?"

Upon recalling that figure, the old Pope’s expression shifted slightly; he squinted his eyes and looked at the paintings in the Sanctuary.

He looked from the bottom of the artwork all the way to the empty space beneath the divine’s hand.

There had once been the position of that War Angel.

Supreme favor! Supreme glory!

But ultimately, it resulted in her betrayal.

Could it be her?

"Having disappeared for so many years, what is she trying to do now?"

"Could she have discovered Our Lord’s condition and intends to seize more while the opportunity arises?"

The old Pope’s eyes gradually deepened as he turned and walked towards the outside of the Sanctuary.