At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier.

Chapter 28 The First Signs of Monsters in Britain

Sister Zoe stared blankly at the priest holding the holy light before her.

Under the holy light, it felt like returning to a mother's embrace, and the body, which was in constant pain from the torment of cancer, was enveloped in warmth.

The body no longer hurts, and the soul, which was already scarred but still full of kindness, seems to be healed by the warmth coming from the body.

“Lord…” Sister Zoe looked at the young priest before her, who was full of divinity, and couldn’t help but speak.

The soul, which had been curled up in the darkness and covered in wounds, was pulled out by a hand radiating warm holy light.

In the holy light, she saw an angel flying in the vast blue sky, its pure white wings gently fluttering behind her, with rainbows and white clouds following closely behind.

The angel's face was full of love as he clasped hands with another angel whose face was full of tenderness, and finally they flew together towards the distant horizon.

Sister Zoe looked at the holy and loving angel and tears streamed down her face.

Because the angel in the holy light was herself in her youth, and Sister Hind was flying with her.

"I have been saved, my Lord." Sister Zoe reached out and gently grasped the hand that radiated holy light. The tears in her eyes disappeared, leaving only tenderness and love. Finally, her breathing calmed, and she drifted off to sleep.

"I hope this dream can truly bring you salvation," Luo Sheng said gently, looking at the old nun who was holding his hand as she drifted off to sleep.

All the cancer cells in her body were cleared. Although the water element relieved her pain, the cell division put a lot of burden on her body, especially on her nerves, so she fell into a deep sleep.

Luo Sheng has the deepest respect for such a kind and selfless elderly person.

If he hadn't appeared, the future would have been a tragedy for both the elderly and the children in the church.

The old man will die alone in a place where no one can find him, Eleanor will be left to wander the streets, and the children will be sent to other churches.

In a country where selfless dedication is highly self-serving and profit-driven, people are considered outcasts. Even if they are not noticed because of their weakness, such an environment is enough to bring them to ruin.

Joan of Arc and Artoria quickly stepped forward to support Sister Zoe, who was lost in a sweet dream.

Jeanne said gently, "Master, Artoria and I have escorted Sister Zoe back to her room."

Artoria said respectfully, "She is a respectable person. Even a king would set aside the majesty of his crown for such a selfless person."

"Hmm." Los Saint nodded. He was wondering whether to give Sister Zoe a God's Eye. Such a kind person would surely gain healing-related abilities.

His healing abilities would undoubtedly be considered one of the miracles of Jesus in the three major Christian religions, and he would be immediately canonized as a saint by the Pope and a host of bishops.

"However, she seems to regard me as God... I must say, the holy light I just conjured did indeed resemble it." Luo Sheng smiled.

In Catholicism, the Son, the Holy Spirit, and the Father are the Trinity; they are all different identities of the same God.

The miracles that Jesus, the Son of God, performed in his mind, he was able to perform without missing a single one. If he really performed them in front of people, even if he said that he was not Jesus, no one would believe him.

Instead, they would think that this must be God's second coming to earth, and that God is no longer a Trinity, but a Quadruple.

Haha, don't think the Vatican is incapable of doing this; they're very familiar with it.

The prototypes of the seventy-two demons of Hell are gods from various popular mythologies. Baal, the Mediterranean god-king, was demoted to the four supreme demons of the seventy-two demons.

Those who hold power in the church are less likely to have faith, because faith only arises from suffering. Only those who yearn for something to rely on and desire salvation truly believe in God.

If he appears dressed as a Christian bishop, he could perform several more miracles of Jesus Christ.

Popes would immediately reinterpret the Bible and then proclaim to the world’s two billion believers that God had descended to earth in human form.

At that time, two billion believers worldwide will worship him. Imagine, two billion believers worldwide are praying and having faith; even if he has no connection to Christ, everyone will firmly believe they do.

"If the heroes I choose are truly venerated as saints, then the Church's power will no longer be solely determined by the popes, hehe." Los Saint chuckled.

When humans think, God laughs. No matter how clever you are, you can't stop the extraordinary power that can crush you.

……

Time passed little by little.

Exeter, Cardiff’s most bustling neighborhood, is famous for being home to the world-renowned University of Exeter, which recruits hundreds of international students every year.

These international students will generate substantial revenue for businesses in this city of only 300,000 people.

Not far from the university is a cake shop that is frequently visited by international students.

Mrs. Sally's Cake Shop, as the name suggests, is a shop run by an owner named Sally. Because it caters to international students, it is doing very well.

"Irene, hurry up and deliver the freshly baked cake to the butter shop. What's wrong with you today? You've been spacing out the whole time," a young woman in a white apron urged.

"I'm sorry, Sister Anriel, I'm coming right away," Irene quickly said, her delicate expression showing a hint of confusion.

She didn't know if the priest would kick her out of the church after get off work; according to church rules, she should have left five months ago.

She didn't want to leave the church; she knew it was despicable to linger there.

But she didn't know where else to go besides the church.

"Something must have happened today, that's why you rushed out in such a panic," Anriel said with a sigh.

"Um...something happened to my brother in the church." Irene lowered her head sadly.

"Don't worry, I didn't tell Mrs. Sally that you left the store halfway through."

"Thank you, Sister Anriel."

"No need to thank me, you've helped me a lot... To be honest, Eleanor, you shouldn't always think about others. If you run into bad people, I'm really worried that you'll be taken advantage of."

“I won’t be fooled. I can tell the difference between good and bad people,” Eleanor said. She doesn’t help just anyone; she only helps good people. If she encounters a bad person, she will run far away.

"Hopefully."

"By the way, Eleanor, have you heard? Something happened at Krika Farm a couple of days ago," Anriel said softly, glancing around.

"I heard that all the cows on the farm died overnight, and even many of the milkers and herders died."

"The last survivors all went mad, shouting to everyone they met that they were demons who crawled out of hell and killed everyone."

“Even the Royal Marines came and took all the survivors away.”

"Later, someone secretly went to the farm and found that the entire farm area had been burned with gasoline by the Royal Marines."

"Do you think there might really be some kind of monster?"

"It's not just the farm. Last week, a homeless man shouted at the university gate that he had encountered a monster centipede that burrows into people's bodies. Many people died in the homeless camp. In the end, the homeless man was also taken away by the Royal Marines."

(End of this chapter)