Chapter 2615: Meeting God
Chapter 2615: Meeting God
Upon seeing this coffin, everyone in the clergy stood up!Each person’s eyes were different.
The Red Bishop’s eyes were filled with excitement, but even more so with anticipation!
While the others, shocked, were full of envy!
Had they known the Archbishop would open Heaven’s path to slay Eric Jackson, they would have fought for this task.
Now it’s too late.
Besides jealousy, there’s nothing they can do except bless the Red Bishop.
Heaven’s path is the road to paradise!
Here, one can meet God, can see Jesus!
Can receive God’s guidance!
According to the rules, Heaven’s path opens once every fifty years, as a reward for those who contribute exceptionally to the church.
Though there are exceptions.
During the years of the church’s dormancy, Heaven’s path hadn’t opened for eight hundred full years!
In those eight hundred years, no one made significant contributions to the church, so the path remained closed.
The last person to enter Heaven’s path was the Black Bishop.
They can never forget how the black raven transformed into a golden crow!
Became the sun in the sky!
Heaven’s path is an opportunity, a chance they awaited day and night!
Now, Heaven’s path has opened once again...
"Our church is the servant of God, working to preach His word across this world. But people’s hearts are treacherous, and darkness begins to devour this realm."
The Archbishop spoke solemnly: "To ensure the purity of the world, we have no choice but to open Heaven’s path early, hoping God grants His servants power to save this wicked world!"
After speaking, he walked to the coffin and slowly opened it.
This coffin was very familiar to the clergy.
Since people cannot die, only the soul can ascend to heaven, the body cannot.
This coffin is what allows the soul to begin its departure, to traverse Heaven’s path, to meet God.
"Red River Aro, go meet God."
The Archbishop calmly said.
"As you command." The Red Bishop walked to the Archbishop, knelt on one knee.
The Archbishop retrieved a cross from his chest, gently marking the Red Bishop’s forehead.
A special symbol appeared on the Red Bishop’s forehead.
The Red Bishop no longer stood, entered the coffin, and lay down.
The coffin lid was closed.
The Red Bishop felt darkness envelop him.
His consciousness began to blur.
No one noticed that the coffin lid was carved with two dragons.
These two dragons were very similar to the ones on the double dragon-jade pendant, but upon closer inspection, there was a slight difference.
Tick-tock.
The sound of the pendulum slowly reached his ears.
The Red Bishop seemed to see a beam of light.
A golden light.
He opened his eyes, shielding the light with his hand.
The light blurred his vision of the surroundings, but he could still hear the sound of the wind.
"Red River Aro."
Suddenly, someone called his name.
The golden light dimmed slightly.
The Red Bishop opened his eyes, seeing a person standing before him.
This person was bathed entirely in golden light, smiling as he looked at him.
"I am Jehovah."
"God." The Red Bishop knelt on the ground, exclaimed incredulously: "My God! I’ve actually seen You!"
"All my people shall see Me, it’s no surprise." The man smiled, stepped forward, softly helping the Red Bishop up.
"Now, I’ll help you."
"I will give you strength to expel the world’s evils."
After speaking, the man gently placed his hand on the Red Bishop’s forehead.
A force slowly poured into it.
Red River Aro felt as if his head was about to explode!
"Holy light shall be with you."
The man raised his hand and slowly disappeared.
"Is it over?" The Red Bishop was very surprised.
Was it this simple?
He had many confusions and questions he wanted to ask God, but God had already vanished.
The golden light receded.
Darkness surged forth.
The Red Bishop opened his eyes, beginning to ponder the power he just received.
He gently tapped the coffin lid.
Swish!
The Archbishop pushed the coffin lid open, pulling him out.
"How was it?" The people around asked with eager concern.
"I... saw God, God gave me strength."
The Red Bishop fell into thought.
"Quick, demonstrate!" Everyone was a bit impatient.
Those who had entered Heaven’s path before all possessed their own power.
"Alright."
The Red Bishop slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms.
Boom!
A shower of maple leaves slowly descended.
Originally, those maple leaves were red.
But now, they’ve turned golden!
The flames engulfing the maple leaves were also golden fire.
Moreover, this power is far stronger than before!
Every eye was filled with envy!
Is this God’s power?
They merely saw God once!
"I feel filled with power." The Red Bishop said excitedly.
A journey through Heaven’s path not only made him aware of God’s existence but also understood how strong God truly is!
The church will undoubtedly unify the world!
"Alright, from now on, I will open Heaven’s path again for anyone who makes achievements for the church." The Archbishop finished speaking, waved his hand: "Go, kill Eric Jackson, let the world understand how powerful the church truly is!"
"But Julius Reed seems to be strong as well?"
Someone questioned from the side.
Eric Jackson brought elites and in one battle suffered great casualties.
Forcing the church’s plan to be canceled.
Will the Red Bishop really succeed now?
"My intelligence won’t be wrong, perhaps Eric Jackson is a fool. Don’t forget that Red River Aro’s current strength far surpasses Eric’s. Even if he can’t kill him, as long as he can probe Julius Reed’s reality, it’s worthwhile."
The Archbishop patted the Red Bishop’s shoulder: "Return alive."
"Yes." Red River Aro nodded, whipped his cloak, and strode toward the door.
Watching his departing figure, many began to imagine.
Will this battle be astonishing?
Beside Demarco Mount.
Qin Shan.
A very large stage had already been set up here.
With Demarco Mount’s mobilization capability, the venue Julius Reed requested was built in just a few hours.
This greatly surprised Eric Jackson.
It was his first time witnessing Demarco Mount’s cohesion and potential.
"In just a while, you’ll become the Archbishop." Iwan Martinez, holding a wine pot, stood beside him and said: "Don’t rush, according to my summary, just follow Julius Reed, and you’ll surely become a real Archbishop."
"It’s unimaginable." Eric Jackson replied with a bitter smile: "Surviving is enough, does anything else really matter?"
"Of course it matters, you now don’t trust Julius Reed, but once you securely sit in this position, you’ll have ambition." Iwan Martinez chuckled, raised the wine jar, and took a hearty drink.
He only loved drinking.
Had no ambition.
Iwan Martinez’s dream was to open a winery.
"I hope so." Eric Jackson took a deep breath, his eyelid kept twitching, which seemed ominous.
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