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They tried to intercept this "Jesus," to kidnap him, or to exploit him.

They used the law to declare Jesus and his followers illegal, a fraud, and a cult.

however--

The police officers who went to intercept him wept bitterly before the presence of Jesus, repenting for their blasphemy and sins. Those who tried to use force, however, discovered that Jesus was not someone to be trifled with!

They may have been "Romans," but Jesus was not the Jesus who would surrender and be betrayed by Judas. His fist was as powerful as his mercy.

After directly attacking and massacring dozens of powerful figures with ulterior motives and the forces behind them, Jesus made all of Japan tremble, and they truly began to submit to this holy Son. But ironically, they submitted not to his mercy, but to his supreme power.

However, news about Jesus was frantically intercepted and eliminated.

Because the magicians made their move.

They believed that this "Jesus" was nothing more than a magician pretending to be a god, and that his actions were merely exposing the world of magic.

So they intercepted all the messages they could and prepared to eliminate the threat.

And then? Their fate would be no different from that of the ordinary people who tried to threaten Jesus.

Even if they are magicians, what difference does it make in the face of the Lord?

One wave of magicians after another died by Jesus's fist, and yet another wave of magicians were "converted" by Jesus and naturally became his followers...

Those magicians who attempted to use underhanded methods against Jesus' followers all met tragic ends and achieved nothing.

Because it seems that no amount of curses or underhanded tactics have any effect on Jesus and his followers.

All the "mystery" they relied on was worthless in the face of Jesus, and their insidious and filthy thoughts would only invite Jesus' cruel punches!

After traveling throughout Japan for half a month, Jesus descended from the sea and set off towards Europe, riding the waves.

He walked on the ocean as in the biblical story... but only a small number of his followers followed closely behind, while the rest were afraid of the waves.

However, those who followed Jesus were able to ride the waves, fervently pursuing their Lord...

Those who were not devout and retreated found themselves unable to follow the wave and wept bitterly in regret.

And so, Jesus returned to Europe.

21. The Church denies the existence of the Son of God.

In this grand event of Jesus' coming, the reactions of various countries and forces were different, but surprisingly consistent.

Whether in a country that believes in Christ or a country without faith... whether idealistic or materialistic, regardless of national power, the attitude of their leaders towards Jesus is the same—

It's a fake! It must be a fake!!

They vehemently proclaim that no matter how many miracles Jesus performed, they are constantly telling others and themselves that without Jesus, it was all just a hoax.

Why? Because they are afraid, because they are terrified, because they fear that a "god" might actually appear.

They overthrew the monarchy, or rather, they transformed power into another form, transferring it from individuals to a different group... But divine right, without a doubt, is a more absolute and dictatorial manifestation than royal power.

Absolute power, absolute supremacy, divine authority means that there is almost no possibility of it being questioned or diluted!

So how could these people who hold power allow it to slip away from them? They are creatures of power, everything they have depends on the power in their hands—for them, it is as important as life itself.

Even if this Jesus Christ did not show any desire for power... and not only was he uninterested in power, but he also did everything he could to do "good" to stay away from it—

Then it's even more necessary to reject him.

Because he does not crave power, because he does not need power, this also means that all their bargaining chips are worthless to this god.

He doesn't care about their status, their family background, or their lineage. This supreme "holy son" treats them and ordinary people as equals.

This is not only a humiliation, but also something that leaves them bewildered and terrified!

It goes without saying that humans are capable of the most blasphemous and insane acts in their pursuit of power.

Historical examples have repeatedly demonstrated the extent to which the alienation of power can lead to human depravity.

If mortals and magicians fear Jesus, what about the church that serves him?

Of course—they would only grow even more terrified! They would be like the most hysterical madmen, terrified of this so-called holy son!

In Rome, in the Vatican, and in every Catholic church across Europe, Pope Pius X, the son of an Italian shoemaker, solemnly announced, waving his sacred bell…

"He's a heretic! He's a fraud! He's the devil!"

"Do not believe in him, do not follow him; all the so-called miracles he has created are filthy illusions!!"

He and his parishioners, priests, and bishops, all acted like hysterical madmen, doing everything in their power to prove that their Holy Son did not exist—

At the very least, this proves that this man is definitely not the child of Mary Magdalene, nor is he the Messiah who sent down the divine revelation!

Not only that, they also tried to unite the Church of England, the Orthodox Church, and even Judaism to deny this "miracle".

It is precisely because they are the people closest to God in this world that they understand the reason for turning away from God.

However, within the Church of England, not many responded to the Pope's call, or rather, many were selectively observing.

Perhaps it is because the Catholic Church in this world is not a monolithic organization, but rather a grand council that brings together various denominations (there were as many as 45,000 registered Christian denominations in 2014 alone). This gives them power throughout all lands with Catholic teachings, while internally they are extremely divided.

But regardless, as the Pope, who stands supreme above the 128 cardinals, his commands still carry immense authority. And now, the assassination squad from the Lord's shepherd dogs has arrived.

Over the Pacific Ocean

A pristine white Gulfstream G550 private jet was flying above the clouds, but the aircraft was already packed with people.

A nun carrying a giant cannon, a knight in heavy armor, a one-armed boy, and a group of fully armed monks.

They were all assassins from the Burial Agency, the Heretical Knights, and the Thirteenth Division. They were the armed force of the Holy Church, the earthly agents of divine punishment, and the sharp blade of the gods.

However, this group of people is now going to assassinate the "Holy Son," even if the other party may not be the real one. Such an act still makes them completely unhappy.

As a member of the burial agency, the young nun Hier looked out at the sea of ​​clouds outside the plane window and let out a long breath, but it did nothing to ease the depression in her heart.

She wasn't a particularly devout believer, at least not to those around her. But even so, this mission left her completely drained of energy.

Despite Pope Pius X's repeated admonitions, and despite the bishops and priests around her emphasizing time and again that it was a false god, a deception—

But she still felt that overwhelming sense of absurdity.

What if we are dealing with the real Holy Son?

If we are truly facing a "Lord" who has descended, then what exactly are their actions?

Is it a betrayal even more serious than Judas's?

Is it a blasphemy even more severe than that of the Romans? Or perhaps...?

"Hiel, calm your mind and focus on this mission."

The voice sounded like that of a teenager, or rather, a child, and the speaker was indeed a young boy. With long, black, ear-length hair, wearing a white monk's robe, he was a handsome and adorable one-armed boy—Melian Solomon, the senior whom Hield disliked most.

"Doesn't Senior Solomon have any concerns?" Hier asked, frowning.

"I think everyone here feels the same way, right?"

Grand Master Lizbeth Stolindobali of the Inquisition and his elite knights, Father Alexander Andersen of the Thirteenth Division with his disciples, members of the Burial Agency...

Each of them is the Church's sharpest sword and trump card, and as devout believers, how many of them wouldn't feel uneasy about such an absurd mission?

Because if he's just a clueless clown who calls himself a saint...

There's no need to send them; a few agents can handle it.

The dispatch of so many powerful warriors, and the deployment of heavy forces from various knightly orders in Mansh province where the enemy might land, can only be explained by one thing—

The church is afraid—afraid of the other party's power, and more likely afraid that he is real…

To wield a sword against God would be a nightmare for any devout believer. Even Hier would feel that it was a great blasphemy and betrayal of God, a betrayal of faith and self.

"Worried? Afraid he's really the Holy Son?" Solomon asked with a playful smile.

“Of course I’m not afraid. He might really be the ‘Child of God’… but I think he can’t possibly be the son of Mary Magdalene.”

He certainly had the right to say that, because Merlin Solomon himself was a divine child. In his childhood, he was a divine child who could communicate with animals and grant the wishes of others. In order to prevent him from leaving, the villagers dismembered him and enshrined him in the village, relying on him to continuously grant their "wishes".

If it weren't for Zhu Yue, who happened to be passing by, finding it amusing and planning to kill the entire village, causing the villagers to try to resist Zhu Yue with countless wishes but ultimately failing, he, Meilian Solomon, would not be alive today—as a dead apostle.

Of course, Merlin Solomon's ability to grant wishes is essentially just a very high-level form of psychic magic, just like King Solomon who summoned seventy-two demons.

Using human imagination, a ritual of spiritual communication is initiated, and finally, magic is used to construct the product of the wish.

Because he knew the truth about the so-called Son of God so well, Solomon did not believe from the bottom of his heart that the other party was the real Jesus Christ.

If the children born from Earth can be called divine children, then the offspring of God are beings far beyond that concept—after all, Gaia is far inferior to God.

Hiel shook her head speechlessly, the gaze shining through those bright eyes from the side making her extremely uncomfortable—

The agents of the Thirteen Departments, who called themselves "Judas" and were determined to atone for their sins, could not stand the "blasphemous" monsters and demons of the Burial Agency.

If it weren't for this mission, that priest with the musket would probably have already summoned his musket to kill them.

"Approaching the mission objective."

As the awkward silence continued to build, a deep voice came over the airplane's intercom...

"The hatch will open in five seconds. Prepare yourselves. Amen!"

The moment the broadcast ended, the plane's cabin door was suddenly blown open, and without hesitation, all the crew members rushed out of the plane with the airflow.

Hiel did the same; she leaped from the cockpit and plummeted above the endless sea of ​​clouds. And it was from there that she could already "see" the mission's objective!

In the middle of the Pacific Ocean, on the azure sea, a group of people are wading through the waves.

The one leading the group was the man who claimed to be Jesus Christ... and his physical characteristics were undoubtedly completely different from those described in the Bible.

He was not black-haired, not Jewish, did not wear a crown of thorns, and was unusually robust.

From a cosplay perspective, dressing up like this and claiming to be Jesus Christ would probably be ridiculed for lacking any sense of acting spirit.

but……

Looking at him, Hier felt a strong unease, a sense of danger that her instincts told her, and a deep unease of facing a kind man while brandishing a weapon.

“AAAAAAAMEN!”

With a strong voice of prayer, Father Andersen was the first to rush down. Amidst countless golden scriptures fluttering around him, he wielded two gunswords and launched a downward slash!

The glory of a paladin shone upon him, and the Bible blessed him with the power to break through all magic.

The zealots of the Thirteenth Division possess a baptismal chanting ability comparable to that of a magician at the Color Rank.

The Eighth Mystery brings a "relic"—a fragment of the cloth that once bound the feet of the Holy Son—that empowers them, allowing them to walk on the sea beneath their feet.

Although the church would never admit it, baptismal chanting can be considered a form of "magic".

The reason why the Church of Christ is so prosperous and powerful is because it possesses the world's largest magical foundation: "doctrine".

Wherever the Lord's teachings exist, they can unleash the magic of baptismal chanting without any reservations!

The invincible light that vanquished evil shattered just meters from the top of Jesus Christ's head.

The radiance emanating from the fanatical Father Anderson vanished in an instant... and he, completely disregarding everything, continued to relentlessly kill his way through using his enhanced and powerful physique!

However, the sharp musket shattered mid-air before it even made contact with its target.

And Anderson himself was directly repelled by an invisible force.

Jesus Christ stopped in his tracks, and behind him, all his followers also stopped moving along with their Lord.

They gazed at these people who shared the same faith... but their eyes held more pity than anger.

Pity for those who have gone astray.

22. Heresy and True Faith

"Aieeeeeeeee! False faith!! Heretic!! Blasphemer!!"

The target was easily thrown aside, and Father Andersen, after regaining his balance in an instant, let out an angry roar at Jesus Christ…

"Father Andersen, please stop!"

A compassionate voice rang out, and immediately afterward, the weathered and ragged Kotomine Riki stepped forward, looking at the priest he knew and his fellow comrades, and spoke loudly…

"This is our Holy Son, our Messiah! Stop your terrible deeds, you are wielding the sword against the Lord!"

"Lord? How can such a thing be my Lord! Father Kotomine, you have been corrupted by terrible heresy!" Andersen roared, pointing his gun at Jesus Christ...

“He is a counterfeit idol, proof of blasphemy. How could the Lord we believe in be such a person?”