Chapter 212: The Wrath of the Gods and the Might of Heaven

The Pope stood up excitedly, looking at Michelle in shock.

Selena was somewhat surprised, admiring Michelle’s courage to publicly say such words during the sacrificial ceremony.

At that moment, she realized that Michelle had indeed grown significantly after becoming the Chosen Saintess, even daring to go against the world’s expectations while still insisting on doing what she believed was right.

Perhaps it was because of this that she was chosen by the heavens; Selena felt inferior.

Meanwhile, Vernia was somewhat distracted by the scene before her.

“Strange? It seems different from previous ceremonies.”

“I don’t know. The formal sacrificial ceremony for the Saintess used to end with a hasty oath; perhaps the ceremony for the Chosen Saintess has simply changed.”

The crowd was somewhat surprised but continued to watch quietly.

As the world changed, Michelle on the high platform remained unfazed, her voice continuing to resonate.

“Since ancient times, no one has changed the status quo; even the Church has been powerless, and over time, has tacitly accepted this situation.

However, if the situation remains unchanged, the people will not be saved, and the cycle of life will continue without progress.

I, Michelle, am aware of my limited abilities, but I wish to contribute my meager strength to the greater cause and save those I can save.

Even if it means confronting the bright moon with the light of a firefly, I will still go forth.

I do not seek understanding, but I seek to have no regrets!

I am the Chosen Saintess, and I will follow the will of heaven; I vow here:”

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap echoed in the sky, the gathered rays of light abruptly dissipated, and dark clouds appeared, blocking the sun.

The weather instantly changed from clear to overcast, casting shadows on the ground.

“What is happening? This has never occurred before.”

“Could it be related to what the Saintess said? Has the deity been angered?”

The crowd showed signs of panic, a deep unease growing in their hearts.

“Your Holiness, should we stop Michelle?” Selena asked anxiously, worried that things were heading in an irreversible direction.

The Pope hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, “It’s just an oath that has changed; the previous oaths were merely formalities, and no one cared. Now, the Chosen Saintess should have her own thoughts, and we should respect her will.”

The sky was warning them, but Michelle was unafraid.

“I am willing to uphold the will of heaven, to establish a heart of life for the world, and to guide the people towards a common path of prosperity.”

Boom!

The thunder roared again, the sky thoroughly enraged, dark clouds rolling and spreading, violent lightning wreaking havoc in the clouds, resembling a doomsday punishment.

A terrifying sea of thunder brewed in the heavens, roaring continuously, as if a dreadful creature was hiding within, waiting to devour the world.

The divine might poured down, causing all things to tremble.

The people below were filled with fear, trembling as they knelt on the ground, their hearts feeling as if gripped by a giant hand, nearly unable to breathe under the terrifying pressure, cold sweat dripping down.

Michelle’s silver eyes stared directly at the sea of thunder, her gaze unwavering, filled with strong determination.

If being the Chosen Saintess meant becoming a puppet of the gods, then she would rather not be one.

She continued her vow:

“I will inherit the will of heaven and earth, becoming a qualified Chosen Saintess, creating everlasting peace for the people, the world, and future generations!”

Boom!

Thick bolts of lightning fell, tearing apart the space, yet they did not strike the ground; the entire imperial capital was covered under the thunderstorm, the rooftops less than a meter from the raging lightning, windows shattering under the impact, glass scattering everywhere.

The air was filled with cracks torn by lightning, and Michelle bathed in the light of thunder, her eyes showing no sign of wavering.

“Protect the Saintess!”

The Radiant Knights immediately sprang into action, about to ascend the steps to bring Michelle down.

“Do not disturb her!” Vernia stood in front of the knights.

“Listen to her.”

At that moment, the Pope also arrived at the foot of the high platform, looking at Michelle with an inscrutable expression.

Beside him, Selena felt a lingering fear; this scene was different from her previous understanding. In her view, although Michelle’s oath had changed, it should still align with the Church’s teachings. Why would the deity be so enraged?

On the high platform, Michelle’s expression was solemn, “I also know that this is likely an unattainable great cause. I promise that as long as my life does not cease, I will continue to advance on this path, without complaint or regret!”

After completing her vow, another change occurred.

From the surging sea of thunder, a new, immense power was born; a thicker white lightning dragon suddenly erupted, shattering the dark clouds, and the previously arrogant thunder was like a panicked snake fleeing for its life, torn apart in an instant, the entire sea of thunder dissipating, and the sky calming down.

The sun reappeared, gentle sunlight shining down on the earth.

The people prostrated on the ground felt a warm power, their fear dissipating, and as they raised their heads, they were suddenly stunned to see the beautiful figure on the high platform enveloped in holy light.

A peaceful aura surged through the world, colorful rays of light painting the sky with vibrant colors.

The holy light shone, revitalizing the world, hope appearing in the eyes of the people, new vitality surging within them.

The elderly were filled with vigor, their lifespans extended, hidden ailments healed, young people awakening as Chosen Ones, and children’s talents being enhanced.

This scene was remarkably similar to when the Chosen Saintess was first born, and all present benefited extraordinarily.

“Wonderful! This must be the deity’s test for the Chosen Saintess!”

“Thank you, Saintess! Thank you, deity!”

The crowd smiled, once again kneeling devoutly on the ground.

At this moment, a more brilliant beam of light descended from the heavens, landing on Michelle.

Michelle slowly stood up, the holy power blossoming within her, reaching an ultimate sublimation.

[Name]: Michelle

[Profession]: Chosen Saintess

[Rank]: SSS-

[Class]: LV2

[Mentality]: SSS+

[Magic Power]: SSS+

[Physique]: SSS-

(Strength: SSS-, Speed: SSS-)

[Life]: SSS-

(Defense: SSS-, Recovery: SSS-)

[Talent]:

Divine Protection (sealed), Embodiment of Light

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[Skills]:

Holy Light Divine Power (Secret Divine Technique) (sealed)

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Blessing of Heaven (Chosen Technique): 1. After the Chosen Saintess loses the divine protection of the deity, she gains the Blessing of Heaven, allowing her to continue using various divine techniques and divine gifts, while the power of her light magic and divine techniques is doubled; favored by heaven and earth, evil cannot invade, extraordinary fortune, able to turn crises into safety in most situations.

2. Those favored by the Holy Light, as long as the Holy Light persists, their lives will not cease, and they can autonomously dispel all negative effects; even if they suffer severe life-threatening injuries, as long as the Holy Light does not extinguish, they can recover in an instant.

3. Can replace heaven and earth to grant various professions and skills to mortals, and can also allow ordinary people to awaken as Chosen Ones.

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Angel’s Descent (Chosen Technique), Heart of Purity (Chosen Technique), Shadow of Instant Light (Master Class), Divine Grace (Master Class) (sealed),

Light Divine Technique (Grandmaster Class), Healing Divine Technique (Grandmaster Class), Mastery of All Magic (Master Class), Mastery of Combination Magic (Master Class), Mastery of All Sword Techniques (Master Class), Mastery of Combination Sword Techniques (Master Class) …

…

At this moment, Michelle also ascended to the SSS class.

The increase in power did not bring her joy; instead, she felt a sense of melancholy as she approached the Holy Light Staff and the Holy Crown, reaching out to grasp them.

As expected, the Chosen Saintess’s exclusive holy artifact was repelling her.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning struck the holy artifact, causing it to undergo a transformation from within, the Holy Crown landing on Michelle’s head, and the Holy Light Staff firmly held in her hand.

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