Twin Stars Align, the Star God Revives
Ozero had already made up his mind in that instant.
How did we expose that charlatan in front of everyone?
Ozero mingled into the church with a group of believers.
"By the God of Pills!"
Please bless my child with good health throughout his life.
May my wealth prosper and my business flourish.
"Please bless me so that I may find a lover with whom I can spend my whole life."
Please bless my daughter with peace and good health.
"Please bless my son so that he may become a high-ranking official."
Inside the church, many believers sat in prayer.
At the very top of the church, a statue of a deity holding aloft a sphere stands tall.
Ozero was swept up by the surrounding believers.
Their faces showed urgency as they pushed and shoved their way into the church.
There were no parishioners maintaining order in the church, nor was there a bishop with a scepter leading the congregation in prayer.
The solemn atmosphere vanished under the presence of this noisy group of believers.
Ozero's lips twitched, and he felt his forehead begin to ache again.
These presumptuous and ignorant people!
Lacking manners and manners.
In this sacred church, at the feet of an idol that the Mother of Birth may watch over at any moment, or that may sometimes Divine Descent.
Why don't these believers understand the importance of maintaining damned quiet and order?
They were making a lot of noise, running around so rudely inside the church, it was crowded.
Ozero felt the blood rush to his head.
This made him particularly want to jump out and loudly berate the believers for their behavior.
Since they have come to believe in the Mother of Birth, they have become Mother of Birth devotees.
Therefore, they must respect, revere, and offer their devout faith.
You should give everything to the Mother of Birth.
After becoming a follower of the Mother of Birth, Ozero dedicated his entire fortune, including his wife and children, to Mother of Birth.
It was because of this action that he was able to become a believer, distinct from those other believers.
Only then could they follow the bishop and have the opportunity to climb higher and get closer to the Mother of Birth.
Unfortunately, there were too many people around him, and he was so crowded that he couldn't move at all.
I could only follow them through the entire worship process.
First, they would go to the bookshelf next to them and pick up a book on festivals.
Then, they took their seats in the church one after another.
Because seating was limited, believers who couldn't get seats had to stand in the aisles on either side.
Ozero didn't have the face to compete with those believers.
So he could only stand to the side.
Then he saw that on the tables of the believers who were sitting in their seats, there was a white bowl and a dagger.
They carefully pricked their fingers with daggers, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it into the bowl.
Then, something inexplicable seemed to happen in the bowl.
A small red tree, growing from the blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, broke through the height of the bowl.
It grew into a tree that was thirty centimeters tall.
The believers looked even more joyful.
They clasped their hands together and repeatedly expressed their gratitude.
Ozero then realized why the group was so frantically fighting for those seats—it was because of this ritual.
Those who couldn't get a seat and had to stand on either side couldn't participate in the ceremony.
Ozero clenched his fists.
Do Church of Birth have such rituals?
He instantly thought back and considered the many rituals within the Church of Birth.
Many rituals are based on establishing a connection with the Mother of Birth.
May the prayers of believers reach the ears of the Mother of Birth, and thus creation take place.
Many rituals do indeed involve blood and sacrifice.
Of course, the Mother of Birth is a very benevolent deity.
He does not require believers to give up their lives and souls for Him.
All He wants is for believers to give up their bodies.
It has become a breeding ground for monsters.
This "mother" does not specifically refer to women.
Women do indeed better fit the ideal of Mother of Birth, but some outstanding men are also chosen by the Mother of Birth.
Even many rituals were created temporarily by the Mother of Birth for these "mothers" whom She chose.
Ozero was momentarily surprised and uncertain.
The miraculous scene unfolding before our eyes was nothing short of a divine miracle.
Miracles are something only gods can create.
Ozero could only observe from the sidelines.
At that moment, the idol in his arms was burning hot, as if the Mother of Birth was revealing something to him.
Ozero quickly avoided people and carefully took out the idol.
The bishop contacted him at this time.
"Ozero, what's around here?"
"My lord is acting strangely, you... stay away..."
"Your Majesty Bishop? Your Majesty Bishop?"
"Strange, why can't I hear his voice all of a sudden?"
Ozero didn't hear the two somewhat vague instructions the bishop uttered.
Therefore, he remained there to observe the ceremony.
"Great Star God, please lead us back to our former glory."
Even if it falls apart, the stars will still shine.
"When the two stars align, it will be the time when the Star God is reborn."
Star God?
What Star God?
Don't they worship the Mother of Birth?
As their chanting ceased, the tree that had grown from their blood blossomed with flowers.
And those flowers withered quickly.
In the end, only one fruit remained, and it grew rapidly, from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a grape.
The believers devoutly and eagerly picked the fruit from the tree.
He eagerly ate it all.
After finishing the meal, one believer immediately touched himself, his face glowing, and exclaimed, "Great! My body is healed!"
My acne is gone.
My arm is better now.
"My back doesn't seem to hurt anymore."
My hair has grown back.
Ozero stared at the cheering believers with a livid face.
snort.
These are just small wishes, yet they dare to trouble the gods.
Those who pray for health and healing of illness will see immediate results.
People who pray for wealth, marriage, or other things are filled with joy when they see those around them achieve their wishes.
They are even more convinced that their wishes will be fulfilled.
After the group of believers had completed the ceremony.
The Son of God, whom they had been thanking, finally emerged, surrounded by the crowd.
The person was wearing a sacred robe.
Because of his young Years, his face appeared too childish, bound beneath layers of heavy and exquisite robes.
His expression was extremely indifferent, and his eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.
Looking at it this way, he really does seem like a high and mighty god, untouched by worldly affairs.
Surrounded by the crowd, he slowly walked to the foot of the statue.
The believers below immediately knelt down and worshipped him.
"Lord Son of God!"
"Son of God!"