On the dock, dozens of human-shaped torches were burning in the crowded crowd.

The divine flame was beating, and in the burning human body, dark, green and blue lights rushed up. These divine lights turned into distorted faces of all sizes, making a scream of screaming at the top of their lungs, and then quickly disappeared in the golden divine flame.

The citizens of Tulun Port near these human-shaped torches were screaming and fleeing in panic, fearing that the divine flame would spread to them.

Too many people and too crowded.

When a large group of people was in chaos, many people fell to the ground and then trampled on them with their feet.

Seeing a terrible stampede accident about to break out, Saint Attila's voice enveloped the entire dock. His voice was clear and ethereal, full of an inexplicable sense of down-to-earth power, which immediately sootheed the chaotic mood of everyone on the dock.

"The glory of our Lord punishes sinners only and does not harm the believers."

The citizens who were clamoring around to escape were shocked to find that the divine flame emitted from the burning human bodies were indeed not warm at all - their bodies had already touched the golden divine flame, but their limbs and their clothes were not damaged at all.

Immediately, the citizens fell to the ground.

Soon, almost all the citizens on the dock fell to their knees.

The ghost place of Tulun Port is filled with gold and silver, and the crimes are overwhelming. Whether it is the rich and wealthy businessmen, citizens, sailors and workers who are hiding at the bottom of society... they have done illegal activities more or less.

It even said that the Weitu family smuggled so much goods... If they really want to pursue it according to the imperial laws, the Weitu family, from top to bottom, was exiled to mining in the northern ice sea desert islands!

If you do too much bad things and earn too much money, you will inevitably feel empty and lack faith.

The reason why the Golden Oak Church in Tulum Port and the two cathedrals of the Silver Oak Church receives more donations every year than the two cathedrals in the imperial capital is that in addition to the more nouveau riche in Tulum Port... more, the people here are guilty!

I feel guilty and seek peace of mind, so I am more willing to donate generously to the "ghosts and gods".

I feel guilty and seek peace of mind, so when the real "miracle" appears in front of me, almost everyone on the dock kneeled down.

The only clergy who still stood on the dock were Duke Ross, Hessen, and a group of generals under Duke Ross, the other six heads of the Seven-member Committee family around Hessen, and a group of large family members who were vassals around the Ritu family.

Duke Ross does not kneel, and no generals under her command will kneel.

Hesen does not kneel, but Hesen and the Weitu family belong to the big family, and they will not kneel.

The bosses of the seven-member committee did not kneel down. The members, officials, and officials of all sizes in Tulum Port were also trembling, gritting their teeth and trembling legs, and their hearts were so scared that they straightened their waists.

However, looking at the strange scenes standing straight in the crowd, many people standing there were extremely difficult to see.

"This is the Deron Empire, and sinners should be punished by the imperial laws." Duke Ross stopped making a tantrum and warned Saint Attila with a serious face.

"When the worldly laws cannot punish sinners, God's punishment will come." St. Attila lowered his voice and smiled slightly at Duke Ross: "Well, be grateful, and be in awe, and be humble from now on."

Duke Ross pursed his red lips vigorously, and his delicate and charming lips turned into a thin red line, like a blade, becoming extremely dangerous and extremely sharp.

Hesen coughed, and he stepped forward and bowed to Saint Attila, "As you said, the great Mu's grace is like a sea, the divine power is like a prison, and sinners heresy are not qualified to bathe in Mu's glory. If they dare to appear under Mu's light, what awaits them will definitely be complete destruction."

"His Excellency Saint Attila, I am from the seven-member Commission of Tulum Port..."

St. Attila interrupted Hesen, and he shook his head softly: "Hesen Rong Weitu? I know you, you appear to be a devout believer on the surface, and your annual donation to St. Heard's Cathedral is among the best... However, your young son seems to my Lord..."

Hesen frowned, this bald man is eyeing Joe?

Of course, in the previous Zhongqiu bloody investigation, Joe taught the charlatans of St. Heard Cathedral... But that was not a very fierce conflict. Haven't all the problems been resolved afterwards?

"Joe..."

Hesen's words were interrupted again with great politeness: "Let him come and confess to me in person, and I will identify his belief."

Hesen coughed: "He followed his mother, Muteste..."

Hesen's words were still not finished.

St. Attila said calmly: "Only faith in Mu is orthodox... I will preside over a transgression ceremony for him to leave Muteste and become a believer of my Lord. Things will be settled. I look forward to meeting him."

Hessen's two eyebrows were frowning together, and the two big beards, as thick and bright as scimitars, were jumping up and down dangerously.

St. Attila completely ignored him, almost as he pleased, and made his decision unscrupulously.

This feeling is very bad.

Even when the Wells family, the overlord of Tulum Port in the past, was still at its peak, they were not as rude or as domineering as such.

And St. Attila...

Hessen grinned: "Joe's piety towards Muteste is unshakable."

He finally said a complete sentence in front of so many people, and he unceremoniously rejected St. Attila's previous suggestions.

St. Attila looked at Hesen deeply: "Before the glory of my Lord, his attitude is irrelevant... so is your attitude. You are all mortals, only my Lord is supreme, and only my Lord's servants are superior to all living beings."

The voice of Saint Attila echoed through the sky: "You are sheep, and my Lord's servant is a shepherd dog... Therefore, you should be humble and obedient, and you will be blessed in this way... Or you will be punished by our Lord's most severely."

The crowds kneeling all over the docks echoed loudly at the same time. They recited the chapters about Mu's divine grace and divine punishment in the divine scriptures compiled by the Golden Oak Church. The rolling sounds gathered into one. Against the backdrop of the chanting of hundreds of thousands of citizens, Saint Attila, whose bald head reflected the sunlight, was as majestic as a true god at this moment.

Hessen clenched his fists hard.

If it weren't for so many people here...

If not...

Hesen pursed his lips vigorously, and a little crazy fierce light flashed in his dark eyes. At this moment, he was even more ferocious than the most vicious bandits in the mountainous area west of Tulun Port.

He even did not hide his hostility to St. Attila.

St. Attila smiled slightly, he glanced at Hesen deeply, then turned around, raised his hands, and began an impromptu sermon ceremony to the citizens kneeling on the dock.

A choir composed of boys and children about ten years old walked down from the giant ship. They stood lined up behind Saint Attila, singing a hymn to Mu in a crisp and tender voice.

The choir of the Hundred People became the background, and the sacred tune set off the sermon of St. Attila's sermon, solemn, and full of divine majesty. The sky seemed to have golden light shining, illuminating the Pier of Tulun Port, shining the earth with golden light, for a moment, as if in the legendary cloud kingdom of God.

A faint golden light appeared on many citizens kneeling on the ground.

The old injuries in their bodies, chronic diseases that have accumulated over the years, especially those old sailors who have accumulated rheumatism, arthritis and other problems that have accumulated over the years of life at sea, have disappeared from the golden light.

These citizens only felt warm all over, and their energy was growing. Some people's gray hair even returned to their original hair color in an instant. Everyone seemed to be in their teens and twenties younger.

Some people started to cry and shouted Mu's holy name loudly.

Hessen and Duke Ross looked at each other helplessly, and they lost a big loss in this game!

Archbishop Luolun has no such means at all. It is impossible to launch such a large-scale "divine art". Archbishop Luolun can use divine art, spending divine power, for three or five people, or thirty or fifty people, or even gritting his teeth and spending his money. He can preside over a preaching ceremony of thousands of people and alleviate the illnesses of thousands of people.

But like Saint Attila, the magical range covers the entire dock area and affects hundreds of thousands of people...

The horrifying method, this guy's personal strength is simply...

The peak of the sixth level?

Or even, the legendary seventh level?

Duke Ross, who has always been fearless and enjoyed the reputation of "female madman", "female devil", "female butcher" in the Southern Special Zone of the Delun Empire, couldn't help but feel a little powerless in his heart at this moment.

Hesen's face twitched violently, and he looked in a direction in the old pier No. 1.

His lips squirmed for a moment, then he mumbled and swallowed it hard into his belly, not spitting it out.

Half an hour later, St. Attila, whose face was slightly red, ended the sermon.

Amid the tsunami of hundreds of thousands of citizens, Duke Ross smiled and invited Saint Attila to attend the official hosting of Tulum Port, where major figures from all walks of life and households were basically attended.

In the banquet hall of Tulum Port City Hall, the banquet was ready, just waiting for St. Attila to attend.

Saint Attila took out a string of white rosary beads from the sleeves of his wide robe. He slowly fiddled with the rosary that had been rubbed so smoothly that he had been rubbing. At least ten years later, he shook his head gently.

"As everyone knows, I came from the Dabokan Monastery."

"To me, worldly extravagance and all enjoyment are original sin."

"A cup of clear water, a leaf, and a piece of bread are enough for me."

"I will receive the banquet with great affection and my private secretary will take over."

"Lambs, remember that the glory of our Lord has given you life... humble, pious, and devote all your strength to worship, so that you can receive infinite blessings..."

"Or, you will be burned by the divine flame forever, tormented forever, endlessly."

St. Attila looked at Duke Ross, then looked at Hessen, then sneered and left with his squad.

He was even too lazy to say even more to Archbishop Loren.

Archbishop Luolun was so angry that his face turned pale. He finally stamped his feet and whispered: "It's so domineering... it's simply... unreasonable."
Chapter completed!