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Chapter 109 Divine Magic
“Dear Holy Son, you are the source of light and the embodiment of love, bringing us warmth and hope in the endless darkness.

We praise you because you are willing to come to this world, endure the sufferings of the world with your humble body, and interpret the true meaning of love with your life. "

Tony led a large group of priests who had temporarily converted to Christianity from SHIELD and pieced together a prayer for the Son of God, Hong Xiuqing.

Afterwards, a prayer ceremony for the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing was held in front of the New York citizens.

"To be honest, Tony is quite good at being a charlatan."

Xia Ling looked at Tony, who was leading everyone in devout prayer on the stage, and almost failed to recognize him. Such a serious expression was completely different from his usual self.

"Director, after all, Tony is the boss of a large group. Although he always entrusts management to others, it does not mean that he is incompetent."

Natasha's gaze remained unchanged, and she didn't seem surprised.

"Director, can Tony really make the Son of God protect New York by doing this? Does the Son of God really have the ability to protect New York?"

Although the Son of God drove away the two evil gods in one breath, in this era when the gods are about to awaken, the future is bound to be full of disasters. Is the Son of God really willing to protect New York, which is coveted by the gods?

Natasha naturally believed in the power of Yahweh, but she could not guarantee the power of the Son of God Hong Xiuqing, after all, he had never heard of it. Although the Pope did not make any statement on this, except for the commander-in-chief with brain palsy, no one directly called them heretics.

But the inexplicable appearance of this Son of God inevitably caused doubts.

"Don't you think that the Holy Son Hong Xiuqing will protect New York?"

Xia Ling asked back with a smile.

"Director, no one knows how important New York is in the eyes of His Highness the Son of God. If there are more evil gods next time, I don't know if the Son of God is willing to protect New York."

"Then we'll have to see if Tony and the others' prayer ceremony will receive a response from the Son of God."

As the words fell, Tony and the priests of S.H.I.E.L.D. brought the ceremony to its climax.

Just as everyone was holding their breath, their hearts full of doubts and expectations, a strange light suddenly appeared in the sky, as if even the sky was touched by some divine power.

The light gradually gathered and eventually turned into a warm and dazzling beam of light, falling squarely on the center of New York City, exactly where Tony and the priests were holding a prayer ceremony.

"Look! What is that?!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the crowd, and everyone's attention was attracted by this sudden spectacle.

Tony was also stunned. He never thought that his prayer would elicit such a shocking response.

He looked up at the beam of light, with unspeakable doubts in his heart. He was just pretending to pray, but how could it cause such a big commotion?

At this moment, a gentle and solemn voice came from the light column. The voice seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and resounded directly in everyone's heart: "I am Hong Xiuqing, the eldest son of Yahweh, the embodiment of light. I am deeply comforted by your sincere prayers."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole of New York seemed to tremble, and people's faces were filled with disbelief and awe.

Tony's body was trembling a little, he knew his own business well and he was only a shallow believer in the God of All Machines.

Hong Xiuqing had the least knowledge of Yahweh and even the Son of God, and yet here he was, wearing bishop's robes, leading the priests, and presiding over this prayer ceremony in front of a large number of believers.

Although he was dragged onto the shelf by the king appointed by the Son of God, it was inevitable that the Son of God would be angry when seeing this.

When the time comes, if a lightning strikes and kills you, you will have no place to complain!

"I am aware of your worries. Although the city of New York is coveted by the gods, it is also where my heart is. I will grant you divine arts to help you resist future dangers." As the Son of God finished speaking, a warm and powerful force surged out from the column of light, enveloping the entire New York City.

Under the influence of this force, Tony and the priests of S.H.I.E.L.D. suddenly felt unprecedented energy surging in their bodies, and they found that they were able to use some extraordinary abilities.

Heal wounds, protect barriers, and even sense hidden threats.

The appearance of these divine arts shocked all the priests present.

Tony was the first to be affected. As a bishop, he mastered two more than other priests.

One is Holy Light Judgment, which can directly cause damage from light to the enemy.

The other is to rebuke the undead, which can directly disperse a certain amount of undead.

The first one was easy enough, but the second one was a bit confusing to Tony.

Does the fact that the Son of God gave him this divine power mean that in the future there will be necromancers who lead the undead to attack cities?

If that's the case, it can be solved with guns and cannons, so why use magic?

"Thank you for the gift, His Majesty the Holy Son!"

That being said, as a bishop, Tony still had to lead everyone in kneeling on the ground to thank the Son of God for his gift.

Tony suppressed all the doubts and confusion in his heart, took a deep breath, straightened his back, faced the beam of light, and led everyone to shout loudly with the most pious attitude: "Thank you for the gift of Your Highness the Son of Heaven! May your glory shine on New York forever and protect us from all disasters!"

As his voice fell, the believers in the crowd followed suit, and their devout prayers gathered into a powerful spiritual force, echoing the warm light in the sky.

The voice in the beam of light sounded again: "I have sensed your hearts."

After saying this, the beam of light slowly dissipated and the sky returned to calm.

"Everyone, today's prayer ends here. Please go back."

After hearing what the bishop said, the citizens of New York dispersed, but their faces were filled with unprecedented hope.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the crowd gradually disperse. Then he looked at the group of priests.

"Okay, priests." Tony's voice rang out among the crowd.

"The Son of God has given us power. Next, let us use this power to protect New York and this world!"

Everyone heard the words and responded one after another.

The priests were surprised to feel the power surging in their bodies, and their eyes shone with unprecedented light. They looked at each other, and no words were needed.

Originally, I was only taking on this part-time job because of the director's order, but now it seems like I can hold the position permanently?

"Chief, it looks like our prayers have really been answered."

Natasha's voice sounded in her ears, with a hint of subtle surprise and excitement.

"Well, New York is safe today, but it's hard to say about other places."

(End of this chapter)