Dawn Holy Mountain.
The Supreme Cathedral finally opened its doors, and the weakened clergy emerged, even Solarian's face pale at that moment. The Pope looked at the indignant clergy and said loudly:
"Devout servants of the Lord, the Lord's glory tells us once again that blasphemers shall face judgment."
"The emperor of the Florian Empire was not acknowledged by the great Lord. He suffered the judgment of the Eternal Kingdom!"
Solarian's words made the summit of the holy mountain fall instantly silent. Pairs of eyes looked at the Pope, fervent and excited. They had never doubted whether the Pope would lie.
Since the Pope had said it, then it had to be true.
"My Lord's glory is eternal!"
One clergyman after another began to pray, while those who had walked out of the Supreme Cathedral gradually returned inside.
Their expressions were not relaxed. On the contrary, they were very grave.
"The Lord is still asleep."
As believers of the Dawn, and among those believers who held the greatest power of faith, they had spent several sleepless days and nights praying, praying for the Lord of Dawn to judge the emperor of the Florian Empire, and... to crown the emperor of the empire.
If the Lord of Dawn possessed consciousness, then no matter what they did, it would be meaningless, because a great god would not respond to prayers like these.
But if He was still asleep, then the origin of the Eternal Kingdom would follow the instincts of divinity.
Under such circumstances, it was possible for the foundation the Church of Dawn had accumulated over a thousand years to call upon the sun of that Eternal Kingdom. They used their own faith to draw down the glory of the Lord of Dawn.
They had done it. The emperor of the