He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 131 131. Those who believe in the dawn can be resurrected even after death!
Until old Birka turned into a bloody man, with only the eerie white bones left in his lower body, still lying on the ground wailing and struggling.

Only the believers and members of the Hundred Races Alliance who were watching understood what it meant to be cut into pieces.

He cut it one by one like cutting slices of meat, but there were still strong elves who kept him alive and prevented him from dying immediately.

This kind of punishment makes many people feel cold in their hearts.

But considering what old Birka did, it seems not excessive at all.

Such extreme punishment is the best gift prepared for betrayers.

Until old Birka had endured more than three thousand blows, he had basically become a skeleton like an undead warrior.

His physique from the demon clan and the blessing from the elves were exhausted, and he finally died.

"Drag him away and leave his body exposed in the wilderness!"

Lecia waved her hand expressionlessly, and an elven wizard stepped forward and waved his staff, taking away old Birka, who could be described as a beach.

"The trial ends here!"

Lecia slammed the ladder down with the end of her staff and said loudly:

"From now on, Judgment Day will be a fixed festival of the Dawn Cult! Every year on this day, heretics will be tried by the Black Book Pillar of the Dawn Cult!"

"Believers of Dawn, remember, killing and judgment are not the goal, but a warning!"

"The dawn is merciful, but it should also be filled with hatred for evil!"

"I hope everyone will stand firm in their faith and do the right thing! The Dawn Cult will always be at war with the demons!"

These words made Neptune and others excited.

The Alliance of Hundred Races should have this kind of attitude towards resisting demons!

The Rodri Continent clearly belongs to them, so why would they want to execute the Spark Plan and escape?

It is the demons who should be running away!

After exchanging a glance with Hesto, Neptune's thoughts became more determined.

They were all chosen ones who were unwilling to accept the Spark Plan. They had never seen hope and could only accept the order to continue the tribe reluctantly and ignorantly.

But now...

There is still a chance to fight back against the demons!
Neptune stared at Ian.

We must go and meet His Holiness the Pope as soon as possible!

The trial ended here, but the people present had not yet dispersed.

Because Ian and the others are still sitting high on the ladder.

It seems there's something else going on.

After all the bodies on the judgment platform were taken away, Liliaise took action.

Bringing endless water to irrigate the judgment seat, wiping away all the blood.

It wasn't until a long time later that the Dawn Knight appeared again.

But this time, it was more solemn than before, and there was even a hint of sadness in the atmosphere.

Four knights carried a huge coffin onto the judgment seat, put it down and stood solemnly beside the coffin.

Looking at the name and the Dawn Flag carved on the coffin, the people of Shenlin City understood.

These are the warriors of the Silver Pillar who sacrificed their lives in the holy war.

The people couldn't help but feel sad.

These warriors of the Silver Armor Pillar are different. They are not just an army, but also children of the Dawn like them.

In order to give all the children of Dawn what they rightfully deserve, these young warriors were murdered by the demons.

There was a faint sobbing sound in the field for a while.

Especially the people who came from the starting point to watch.

Those who fell here were basically their relatives and friends. They were the first troops to pledge their faith to the Dawn Cult.

Even old Matthew was staring at one of the coffins in a trance.

Lying there was a young man who was not particularly strong, with his hands folded on his chest and a peaceful look on his face.

You can vaguely see a line of blood on his neck.

That was the knight who had guided him out of the maze when he first became a priest at the starting point.

Jello.

At that time they were still called the Vatican Army.

Perhaps it was because they looked alike. Matthew had no children and Jello had no family, so Matthew treated Jello as his own child.

Jello never let him down.

Energetic, hardworking, and loyal in faith.

He watched Jello walk towards him step by step with admiration for the dawn.

From being hungry and skinny, to joining the Vatican Army and practicing hard to kill the enemy and become a reliable soldier.

Finally, he overcame all obstacles and joined the Dawn Knights Legion, becoming a heroic Dawn Heavy Cavalry.

He was even promoted to captain of a squad of 100 soldiers not long ago.

Matthew always said that Jello would have a brighter future.

As long as he continues to hold on to his firm belief as he does now, he will one day become an outstanding Dawn Warrior famous throughout the Rodri continent.

Now, the promising young knight has laid to rest.

According to Markov, Jeroben had a chance to survive.

But in order to buy time for his comrades, he bravely charged at the mind flayer warriors who were more powerful than him.

Finally, he was killed by a swarm of mind flayers.

Speaking of sadness, Matthew was indeed sadder than anyone else about Jello's sacrifice, but he was also prouder of Jello.

He never forgot his duty as a child of the dawn and as the Silver Armor Pillar, the Heavy Knight of the Dawn.

Matthew firmly believed that such a Jello would surely be able to move Dawn with his devout faith, so that Dawn would open its arms to welcome him into heaven and always be by Dawn's side.

Closing his eyes, Markov tried his best to maintain the dignity of the bishop of the Dawn Realm Diocese.

It would be a disgrace to His Holiness the Pope if he cried in front of so many people.

After all, the judgment seat was not very big, and at most it could hold ten Knights of the Dawn and ten Night Watchmen.

After the coffin was placed, Ian slowly stood up with a compassionate look on his face.

"Nine hundred and eighty-seven Dawn Knights and one hundred and twenty-three Night Watch Warriors!"

"Adhere to the faith of the dawn and practice the kindness of the dawn."

"In order to make those who deserve happiness happy, young lives have become cold and piercing numbers."

Ian looked around at his silent people.

"Just as you who are loyal should enjoy happiness, they who are pious should not die here!"

"They should embrace the kindness of the dawn with their young lives! Continue to practice the will of the dawn until the long night dawns!"

"And now... because of a despicable traitor! Because of a lowly demon!"

"They're lying here!"

"Children of Dawn, answer me! Can we retreat to the demons? Can the Rodri Continent be shared with the demons?"

After a long silence, a uniform roar echoed between heaven and earth.

"cannot!!!"

Ian swung the Holy Land Guardian Staff in his hand down fiercely.

"As long as the demons survive, the Dawn Holy War will not end!" "We will annihilate the demons! Make them pay the price for their aggression!"

"This day will definitely come!"

Ian stood straight in front of the throne on the top of the cloud, pointing his hand at the claws of the devil outside the city.

"The demons are powerful!"

"They have countless legions! They have invincible warriors! They have seven demon kings who oppress the world!"

"But dear children, we have light!"

Ian finally moved, walking step by step towards the judgment seat under the ladder.

Walk towards the twenty coffins.

"The miracle of Dawn has proven that the demons are not invincible!"

"We wiped out the 300,000-strong main force of the Pride Realm with tens of thousands of troops!"

"We, the powerful warriors united under the blessing of the dawn, killed the Four Riders of Disaster!"

"With the power of faith, we severed the Demon King's right arm!"

"The demons are powerful, but not scary!"

"Under the miracle of dawn, we will eventually dispel the demons' eternal night and bring dawn to the continent of Rodri!"

"And now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ian had already stood in front of the coffin, holding high the Holy Land Guardian Staff in his hand.

Markov and the others have realized that an incredible miracle is about to appear before everyone.

They immediately stood up and stared at Ian expectantly.

The latter closed his eyes and his tone became calm and peaceful.

"Listen to the dawn's praises to the noble ones!"

“When the Lamb dies for righteousness, he becomes the immortal shepherd.”

"Under the favor of the Dawn, his most loyal children will turn death into a choice!"

“Then He said: Heroes are immortal!”

The Holy Land Guardian Staff began to flicker, emitting a soft, milky white, holy light.

A ball of light enveloped Ian and gradually expanded.

It was like a soft sun setting on the spot.

The ball of light continued to expand, and in an instant, it just covered the entire judgment seat and the bodies of the twenty Silver Armor Pillar warriors.

In the dark, everyone held their breath and widened their eyes.

They seemed to have felt that the dawn of light in heaven was now here.

Right under the ball of light, under the throne of the Pope!

Hundreds of thousands of souls sent out signals of joy and desire at this moment, and gradually, the first person fell to his knees.

Then it was like harvesting wheat, one crop after another falling down.

Even the guests from the Hundred Races Alliance couldn't help but kneel down with a look of piety on their faces.

“The Lord has promised…”

Suddenly, a majestic and grand chant came from the ball of light.

"He who believes in me will live, even though he dies."

"The pure soul will be visited by me, like the morning sun shining on the dewdrops, like the spring breeze awakening the earth, like the flowing rivers, washing away all suffering."

"The soul of the righteous will be lifted up from the kingdom of death by the light and sit with me in my kingdom, where they will enjoy eternal joy and peace."

"Come back, come back!"

"Carrying my glory on to the dawn!"

The light grew purer and brighter, until finally, the beating of hearts echoed in the silent land.

The holy light also dissipated.

After everyone rubbed their eyes that were tearful from the flash of holy light, they forced themselves to open their eyes.

Ian has returned to the throne at Genting and seems to have never moved.

This scene made everyone a little confused.

until……

The heartbeat followed the regular breathing rhythm.

Now, even Layal and the others were stunned, their eyes fixed on the location where the breathing sound came from.

That was the voice from the twenty coffins on the judgment seat!

In the dead silence, a hand reached out from the coffin and grabbed the edge of the coffin.

The next second, Liliais, Rock, and Roscoe, who were used to the storms...

Countless people and guests from the Hundred Races Alliance below swayed and fell to the ground.

The being in the coffin jumped up. It was Jello, who was proven to be dead and even had his head sewn on.

He touched his intact neck with a confused look on his face and looked around.

And from the surrounding coffins, more dead Silver Armor Pillar warriors also stood up.

Heartbeat, breathing...

The vitality of the blood coursing through the body instantly appeared in the perception of Lilias and others.

That is an existence that is completely different from the undead.

That's life!

A life exactly like theirs!

When Jero and others stepped out of the coffin, knelt on one knee in front of Ian intactly, and touched their chests and shouted "The dawn will last forever" like other knights.

Lilia's eyes went dark and she fell backwards.

Lily Ess, who fell into Fishley's arms, looked up at Ian who was sitting on the top of the cloud.

After a long moment, Liliais murmured in a dry, hoarse voice.

"Resurrected……"

"They've all been resurrected..."

"Those who died...really...all came back to life!"

Fishley couldn't hear what was said next.

She knelt on the ground with a dazed look on her face, holding Lilias, who was so shocked by the scene that her mage heart was almost broken.

But there is an endless sound of prayer in my ears.

"Eternal Lord, your power is above all, and your promises are unchanging."

“In your presence, despair becomes hope and death becomes life.”

“Because you live, whoever trusts in you will have eternal life and share eternal glory with you!”

"The dawn will last forever!"

Ian, sitting on the throne at Genting, smiled and listened quietly to the waves of prayers below.

Today, Ian gave Rodriguez a little MC shock again...

From today on, the Alliance of Hundred Races will understand what it means to believe in the dawn and gain eternal life!
(End of this chapter)