I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

A week later, the atmosphere in the solemn Catholic council hall was heavy and dignified.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Vatican urgently needs a dedicated agency to handle the affairs of the underworld."

"As you have all probably noticed, there have been frequent demonic incidents around the world recently, and many believers are gradually losing their faith because they are not receiving any response. We can no longer sit idly by."

The Pope sat high above, his gaze sweeping over each of the cardinals below.

When faith can no longer protect believers through disasters, that is when faith collapses.

The notion that God is dead has even emerged in various parts of the world, which is a heavy blow to the prestige of the Vatican.

Those present were all core members of the Catholic Church, and their loyalty to their faith was beyond question. However, the practical problems made them look troubled.

"I am not against the establishment of such an institution."

"But in the absence of our Lord's miracles, does the Holy See truly have the ability to deal with those extraordinary events? The demons from hell are something even the Sanctuary of the Supreme Beings must be wary of; and the dark creatures roaming the world are countless. I fear we will be willing but unable, and ultimately our good intentions will backfire."

A senior cardinal spoke, his voice filled with deep concern.

The other bishops nodded in agreement. They were well aware of the predicament facing the Catholic Church.

But with miracles absent for a long time, holy water is useless in the face of supernatural beings, the Bible can only be read, and the cross loses its deterrent power.

How can they break out of this predicament? Faith alone will not save the devil from his wrath.

"But my lord has already sent down a divine messenger."

"I have personally received the divine message from my Lord."

The Pope's voice suddenly rang out, his eyes flashing with an undeniable light.

"A divine messenger?" The entire council hall erupted in uproar.

"Your Holiness, is this true?"

"Has our Lord truly sent a divine messenger?"

Another bishop stood up excitedly.

"How could I speak presumptuously on such a matter?" the Pope replied calmly but firmly.

"The divine messenger is already in the Holy See; he will be responsible for establishing and leading this extraordinary organization, and at the same time..."

The Pope paused, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

"He will also be the successor to the next pope."

This news was like a bombshell, leaving all the cardinals speechless for a moment.

Reason told them it was unbelievable, but faith rekindled a flame of hope in their hearts.

What if the divine messenger really does descend?

Moreover, this concerns the succession to the papacy. In the thousand-year tradition of Catholicism, the change of the pope is a lifelong event, and it does not happen easily unless the pope voluntarily abdicates or dies of old age. Every cardinal must treat it with utmost care.

"Your Holiness, I wonder if we could..."

A bishop hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The Pope understood their concerns and nodded slightly: "Of course. Your Excellency, please appear before us so that our Lord's followers may witness your glory."

As the Pope finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth in the hall. Ye Feng, clad in a white robe embroidered with intricate golden patterns, appeared in the holy light, his figure gradually deepening in intensity.

Although he was of Chinese descent, with black hair and black eyes, he appeared incredibly holy under the golden light. His unique aura made everything seem perfectly natural, and his magnificent entrance successfully overwhelmed the cardinals present.

"The messenger of God... has truly descended..." a bishop murmured to himself, and some were even moved to tears.

After a week of rest and elemental cleansing, Ye Feng has fully recovered. Nourished by the power of the elements, his face is as handsome as jade, and his whole being seems to radiate a faint glow.

"God said, 'Let there be light...'" Ye Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it resounded like thunder in the ears of every bishop.

Holy light filled the entire council hall, and everyone present felt a miraculous change in their bodies.

Long-lost vitality surged within me, sweeping away years of fatigue, as if I had undergone a sacred baptism.

"Welcome, Divine Envoy!" Bathed in golden light, all doubts vanished. Even if Ye Feng wasn't a Divine Envoy, he had to be at this moment!

With the Pope's endorsement and the miraculous powers he displayed, this was undoubtedly a golden opportunity for Catholicism to return to its divine status. The bishops present all understood what this meant.

"Since none of you have any objections."

"Therefore, the Star Saints Legion is officially established today. The Holy See will issue an official document to announce this matter, and its functions will not be elaborated further."

The Pope surveyed the entire room and nodded in satisfaction.

This decision also marked Ye Feng's formal entry into the core power structure of the Holy See.

"The Divine Messenger will not be appearing in public for the time being," the Pope added.

"However, he will select those with unwavering faith from within the church to become Star Saints. The specific candidates will be determined by the Divine Envoy, and we hope everyone will cooperate fully."

The Pope smiled; everything was going exceptionally well today. He seemed to already see the beginnings of the perfect divine kingdom of his dreams.

After everyone had left, only the Pope and Ye Feng remained in the empty council hall.

How is your recovery going?

"Is the plan we discussed before really feasible?"

The Pope asked with concern.

The two had several in-depth exchanges over the past week.

The Pope was aware that Ye Feng possessed the ability to grant others extraordinary powers, but this was temporarily put on hold because Ye Feng's body had not yet fully recovered.

With the elemental power that Ye Feng has mastered, it is enough to replicate some of the sacred artifacts from myths and legends.

Holy water with genuine exorcising power, the life-giving water that heals wounds, crosses imbued with divine power, and so on. The appearance of these sacred objects will undoubtedly propel the prestige of the Vatican to unprecedented heights.

When the time is right, the Pope will officially announce Ye Feng's identity and publicly designate him as the Pope's successor.

"He's almost fully recovered."

"At the latest, within a year, I will be able to grant others extraordinary powers. The selection can be conducted in advance, but entering the realm of the extraordinary requires qualifications, especially reaching the pinnacle of human physique. Such candidates are rare."

Ye Feng replied.

He paused for a moment, then continued to explain, "The Star Saints Legion can have a maximum of eighty-eight members."

As a Gold Saint in his previous life, Ye Feng possessed terrifying power; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to directly enter the Heavenly Realm.

Perhaps due to his time travel, his learning ability was exceptionally extraordinary. In the Star Gazing Tower of the Sanctuary, he found the ultimate techniques recorded by the Gold Saints of all time, and learned and mastered them one by one.

Aside from a few battle techniques that have special prerequisites and are used less frequently, he can almost perfectly replicate the battle techniques of the other constellations, and even make them more powerful, making him a walking encyclopedia of Saint Seiya.

Unfortunately, in the war in the heavens, he was ultimately defeated by Apollo. As the ruler of the heavens after Zeus, Apollo's power had already reached the pinnacle of the gods.

Even the greatest talent takes time to realize.