C31 Yulan Festival

Time passed like sand on the fingertips. In the blink of an eye, four months had passed quietly.

Today was December 30th of the Yulan calendar year 99987.

At night, at dormitory 1987.

"Third brother, tomorrow is the Yulan Festival. The Fenlai City will definitely be very lively. We brothers will go and join in the fun." Ye Lu said to Lin Feng, who had just returned from the back of the mountain.

Every year on the first day of January, it was known as the "Yulan Festival." The Yulan Festival was the biggest festival in the entire Yulan continent. And the day of the Holy See would also hold the grandest Misa.

As the Holy Capital of the Holy See, the headquarters of the Holy See was located in the West City. Naturally, the Misa of the Fenlai City was the largest Misa in the entire Yulan continent. At that time, the Pope of the Holy See would personally preside over it. This was a grand ceremony, and there would be a lot of people who would go and watch.

On the first day of January.

Fenlai City, the Holy Capital of the Holy See, the Holy Temple of Light, was a huge building that was nearly a hundred meters tall. It could be clearly seen from other places in the Fenlai City.

In front of the Holy Temple of Light was a huge square that was thousands of meters long and wide. The ground of the square was paved with white rocks. At this moment, the square was filled with people, and the four brothers of dormitory 1987 were among them.

The Knights of the Holy See were in an orderly manner controlling the order of the square. The people who were gathered here were also very disciplined.

"This Holy See's style is quite big." Lin Feng was a little shocked when he saw that these knights were all at the fifth level of strength. Although the fifth level of strength was not in his eyes, it was still extraordinary.

Time passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was already eight o'clock.

Suddenly, the top of the Holy Temple lit up, and white light radiated down from it. The huge angel statue in the center of the plaza also faintly circulated with a halo. At the same time, the beautiful divine song that seemed to have come from the God Realm resounded throughout the entire plaza.

At this time, a group of people walked out from the side hall of the Holy See. At the front of this group of people was a row of rows of holy knights in white armor, with red feathers on their helmets. Each of these holy knights had the unique aura of a master, especially this row of hundreds of knights walking in unison. The oppressive feeling caused the entire plaza to become silent.

"I didn't expect the strength of the Holy See to be so strong. The weakest among the hundreds of knights is probably at the seventh level of strength." De Linkewote appeared beside Lin Feng and carefully observed the group of people. "There are actually Saint realm experts appearing today. Forget it, let's enter the Coiling Dragon Ring."

After saying that, De Linkewote disappeared.

"Saint realm experts?" Lin Feng couldn't help but look at the group of people carefully.

After the hundreds of holy knights in white armor, there were a dozen or so priests in white robes. Behind the white-robed priests were a few red-robed archbishops.

"Pope!"

This bald, silver-robed old man was obviously the center of this group. Lin Feng couldn't help but focus his attention on this person. The Pope of Light was tall, and his height was estimated to be close to two meters. The Pope of Light was holding a scepter that was as tall as the Pope's.

Behind the Pope of Light and the Arch-Cardinal, there were four black-robed old men and over a hundred warriors in purple robes. This large group of people walked in an orderly manner in the middle of the road, and no one dared to make a noise in the plaza that was filled with hundreds of thousands of people.

"Grandpa Doehring, who do you think is the Saint-level expert?" Lin Feng asked in his heart.

"I can tell at a glance. The Pope of Light and the four black-robed old men behind him are all Saint-level experts. They are also confident that they don't want to restrain their aura. After more than five thousand years, the small Holy Church that had been hiding in the Putang Empire has actually developed to such an extent." De Linkewote sighed endlessly.

After the Pope and the group of people walked past, the people in the plaza began to whisper.

"Third brother, look, the people from the six great royal families are here. The one at the front is the king of the Fenlai Kingdom. That golden-haired man is the king, and he is also the strongest warrior of the Fenlai Kingdom, a level nine expert." Ye Lu whispered in Lin Feng's ear.

"The king?" Lin Feng looked over.

The golden armor-clad, burly middle-aged man with a golden hair that looked like a lion was actually the king of the Kingdom of Fenlai.

Seeing Ke Laide, Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. Ke Laide was the direct murderer of his mother, Lina. At the same time, he was also his future target for revenge.

However, Lin Feng did not rush to kill Ke Laide now. Although with his current strength, if he were to launch a sneak attack, he might be able to kill Ke Laide, but after killing Ke Laide, he would definitely be captured by the Holy Region experts of the Holy See, and even killed.

In the square in front of the Holy Church of Light, hundreds of thousands of people were standing in an orderly manner. In front of the angel statue, the Holy Church of Light's Pope, the Arch-Cardinal, the white-robed priest, the Temple Knights, and other people were standing quietly. The Holy Church of Light's Pope, who was surrounded by people, was undoubtedly the most dazzling.

The six great Royal Families of the Holy Alliance, as well as the Dukes of the various Dukedoms, were all quietly standing.

Suddenly, with the Holy Church of Light's Pope as the center, a clear milky-white ripple spread out. The square that was filled with hundreds of thousands of people instantly became silent. Almost everyone's face revealed a peaceful smile, and their hearts were unprecedentedly calm.

"To be able to release Holy Light that covers hundreds of thousands of people so easily, it's really too terrifying." As a Magician, Lin Feng was able to see how powerful the Holy Church of Light's Pope was.

The entire square was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

"In the name of the Lord!" The Holy Church of Light's Pope said calmly, but his voice resounded through the heavens and earth, shaking the soul.

Everyone on the field felt a pressure emitting from the Pope of Light. Lin Feng also bowed respectfully without any resistance. This pressure was even more terrifying than the pressure he felt from the two Saints and the demonic beast, Black Dragon.

This kind of pressure did not need to oppress people, but it made people worship it from the depths of their soul.

The pressure of God!

Apart from the Pope of Light, the hundreds of thousands of people, from the Arch-Cardinal to the kings of the six great kingdoms, and the commoners, all bowed respectfully and listened to his instructions.

"I am willing to be with you, my Lord."

The Pope of Light's voice was not loud, but it resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the soul.

Waves of holy light spread out from the top of the Holy Temple of Light, covering everyone. Almost everyone on the field felt their hearts calm down, and their bodies reached an unprecedented state. Everyone was extremely respectful.

"I am willing to be with you, Lord."

At the same time, the Pope of Light emitted a peaceful glow, "My people, let us confess our sins and repent for our thoughts, actions, and words. I am willing to be merciful to us and forgive our sins, so that we can live forever."

Immediately, the holy chant echoed throughout the world. All the believers of the Holy Temple of Light chanted piously. The chants of the believers and the chants of the heaven and earth resonated with each other. Everyone was pious and respectful.

The process of the Funeral was very complicated. From repentance, to pity, to praise, to prayer, and then gratitude. Finally, there was still singing.

Most of the people in the square were believers of the Holy See, and most of them were immersed in the glory of the Holy Temple of Light. Even those who did not believe in the Holy See were also affected by the atmosphere. After the singing ended, everyone was completely awake, and it was already noon.

After the Funeral ended, the people on the stage left in an orderly manner.

Seeing the Pope and Ke Laide's departing backs, Lin Feng's strong belief in his heart became even stronger.

This Funeral Ceremony hosted by the Holy See did not have much effect on Lin Feng. He only got to know his enemies through this ceremony.