Language had its limits, and even the High Priest found it difficult to imagine the magnificence of the stars.
So Michel simply invited him. "High Priest, would you be interested in roaming the stars with me and seeing humanity's ultimate destination?"
The Archangel Mech was like a living person, even displaying facial expressions with vivid flexibility.
Manhab raised his head, a surge of heroic spirit rising within him.
His restored vitality had changed his state of mind as well.
"It would be my honor, Your Highness."
He did not fear the starry sky. A man like him no longer feared death.
Thus, before everyone's eyes, a landing craft descended from the sky. At the Angel's invitation, High Priest Manhab entered the metallic construct with them.
Clearly, today marked an important turning point for this native civilization.
After experiencing shock, terror, and excitement, the priests present were now eagerly depicting this moment in words and drawings.
"In the 771st year of the Priest Era, God's emissary descended upon the mortal world. High Priest Manhab received divine grace and walked together toward the abode of the gods..."
Other priests used simple drawings to portray this thrilling scene: above the sacrificial grounds floated a metallic construct; Angels with wings on their backs; mortals prostrating themselves on the ground...
For this civilization, this was absolutely an important chapter in their mythic epic.
Of course, for Manhab at this moment, it was equally a mythic experience.
He boarded the landing craft and entered space for the first time.
The enormous warship stationed in planetary orbit was like a palace of the gods.
Behind it lay the pitch-black starry sky, gleaming stars, and an enchanting, unfathomable unknown.
"Is this God's palace?"
Manhab could not help asking. With his knowledge, this was the only guess he could