This was the Holy Church's first time holding a festival for the Day of God's Birth, so its scale and grandeur were especially immense.
But it could not exactly be called extravagant.
The sun had just risen when priests carried the statue of the God of Radiance through the streets, followed by the Poetry Class chanting sacred hymns.
Though the sunlight was not yet strong, those rays happened to conceal the statue's features.
The faceless statue appeared especially sacred beneath the radiance.
Wherever the statue passed, believers prayed on both sides of the road.
Influenced by the atmosphere, former casual believers became true believers.
Believers became devout believers.
Devout believers became fanatical believers.
Yet not a single zealot was born.
And the even more immense faith stirred the statue.
It was as though a sacred voice whispered, while Purple Qi spread across thirty thousand miles of sky.
"First hymn, banish all suffering from the world."
"Second hymn, praise the courage of all living beings."
"Third hymn..."
As the whispers arose, sweet dew fell from the heavens.
Under this dew, diseases, viruses, and contamination were driven away. Uncontrollable magic power was expelled from the body, and lifespans were extended.
Every step the priest took seemed small, yet each one crossed ten thousand meters.
Even so, it took several hours for him to carry the statue from the church to the center of the city, town, or village.
Whenever a statue reached its destination, a pillar of light reaching into the heavens appeared.
Once all the pillars were in place, they fused together and became a colossal phantom of light a hundred thousand zhang tall.
As always, the God of Radiance spread His arms as though welcoming all His believers.
Then Adele Rosello appeared at the feet of the enormous phantom with