I Created Mythic Revival Chapter 60

Western Regions.

As the religion with the widest coverage and the most astonishing spreading efficiency in the entire West, the Holy Light Religion operates very efficiently.

Coupled with the full cooperation of the Iron and Steel Alliance, in just a few days, the knowledge brought by Angel Raphael has almost covered most of the corners of this vast field.

At this time, in a small remote town, the sun had just risen, wrapping the entire town in the warm morning light, and the chimes of the church bells also spread to every household, which means new start of the day.

"Jack, get up."

In the haze, Jack felt his body being pushed gently, and at the same time, an old and loving voice sounded in his ears.

Opening his eyes, he saw a wrinkled, half-hunched old man in front of him, with pale silver hair, meticulously groomed, and a smile on his face that made people feel warm.

"Ha~ good morning, grandma, you get up really early every day."

Jack sat up from the bed, yawned loudly, rubbed his eyes, and said good morning to his grandma.

"When you're old, you're going to sleep less. Get up quickly. Missionary Kes is definitely waiting for you. I've prepared breakfast for you to eat on the road."

"Um."

Thinking of the serious face of Missionary Kes, he looked at the alarm clock that had gone off ten minutes ago. Jack stopped rubbing, and his small body jumped up from the bed, and he was put on in two or three times. clothing.

After going out the door, there was a sandwich on the table outside. Although it was just an ordinary food, it still made Jack look hungry.

No way, since he received the blessing from the Lord, his body has been very hungry.

And this little sandwich can only fill his stomach, but fortunately, missionary Kes, he deliberately left a lot of food for him every day, enough for him to barely eat.

Thinking of the delicious meal, Jackton felt itchy, grabbed the sandwich on the table, left the house, and ran towards the church.

Of course, before he left, he did not forget to say goodbye to his grandmother.

"Grandma, I'm leaving!"

"Slower."

Behind him, there is the old echo of grandma's worry, with a hint of twilight...

The church is at the head of the village, and Jack's house is not far from there, but it is definitely not close.

Estimating the time, at a normal speed, I'm afraid it's too late at this time. If you are late, you will definitely be scolded.

In this town, no one wants to face the angry missionaries, including Jack.

However, he was not flustered, only to see that he was running, a faint light lit up on his body, and at the same time, he heard a whisper:

"May the shining of light bless me and bring forth the power of swiftness."

In the next second, a miraculous thing happened. The speed of that small body more than doubled suddenly, and in just a few minutes, it rushed to the door of the church.

However, because the speed was too fast, Jack, who did not stop the car for a while, collided with a tall and thin middle-aged man.

It stands to reason that with his current strength and the blessing of speed, even a strong man would have to be knocked over twice by him, let alone the middle-aged man in front of him.

But at the moment when the two collided, there seemed to be a ray of light on the other side, and the whole person seemed to be turned into a stone wall in an instant. After being hit, there was no movement at all, not even a step back.

But this made Jack suffer. The huge anti-shock force directly made him sit on the ground, but before he could scream in pain, a stern voice came from above his head.

"Jack, how many times have I told you, you are not allowed to use magic to be lazy, can't you even get up on time in the morning! Besides, do you know how dangerous it was just now! If you didn't hit me, someone else should How to do!?"

Hearing this familiar tone, Jack hurriedly got up from the ground and bowed his head to apologize:

"Missionary Kes, I'm sorry, I... I'm actually doing it for practice, yes, for practice."

Jack's explanation, even with an innocent smile, Kes obviously still didn't want to let him go:

"Practice? When you are asked to practice on weekdays, you dare to be lazy. Do you think I will believe such a bad lie!?"

"sorry……"

Seeing that he couldn't get over it, Jack was able to bend and stretch, so he immediately made a pitiful appearance and apologized again.

And Kes frowned at Jack, and finally shook his head helplessly:

"Forget it, come with me in!"

Walking into the cathedral, there are already many people sitting in it, men, women and children, all of them, but these people all have one thing in common, they are all believers who have been blessed by divine power.

Kes walked directly to the top podium, but just as Jack was about to find a place to sit down, a young boy suddenly called out in his ear.

"Hey, Jack, this way!"

Looking around, Jack discovered that it was none other than his childhood friend, Del.

Jack immediately walked to Del's side and asked in surprise:

"Why are you here, have you received the blessing of the Lord!?"

"No, I don't understand, I believe in him from the bottom of my heart~www.mtlnovel.com~ But I have never felt that blessing, seeing that you can easily move the town. Big stone, you don't know how envious I am.

I really didn't have a chance, so I came to the church to see, maybe after listening to Missionary Kes's lectures twice, I could get that blessing. "

Del's answer was full of loss, and the completely different fate from his partner made him feel a little bit of a gap in his heart.

"You can't do it like this. Believing in the Lord is not just about believing in the existence of the Lord. You must believe in sincerity without purpose. If you believe with purpose, how can you possibly obtain the blessing of the Lord? !"

Jack shook his head and quietly corrected his companion's mistakes.

At this moment, the voice of missionary Kes rang from the podium, and the two quickly shut their mouths.

And Jack, who likes deserting as soon as he listens to class, can't help but think of his past.

In this township, his fate can be said to be tragic.

At a very young age, his parents were killed by flying bullets in a gang scuffle in a tavern.

Since then, he has depended on his grandmother for life, and until now, his life has always been difficult.

As for the origin of the Holy Light Cult...

He still remembered that in the autumn of one of these years, it rained heavily and grandma fell ill.

At that time, Jack didn't have the ability to do anything for his grandmother, so he could only sit by the bed, watching his only close relative, his health getting worse and worse.

In desperation, the only way he could think of was to kneel in the church and pray.

Later, naturally, there is no need to say, grandma's illness miraculously healed, and he also became a staunch believer.

Chapter end