GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

"...In the distant prophecy, dusk will come after the endless winter.

By then, the flood will be overwhelming and the Hongqiao Bridge will be broken.

The tree will also burn up along with the world

Sun and Moon hidden

Everything returns to nothingness

Until the two "holy sons" arrived with the dawn

Fire on the mountain

The sky sprinkles rain

The dawn of civilization is rising again."

The calm and gentle female voice stopped talking.

Only a few faint breathing sounds echoed in this old church.

Sister Sophie closed the book in her hand. Although the paper had turned yellow, one could still see the traces of her cherishment.

She looked lovingly at the little ones sitting around her, and her rough but warm hands fell on the head of a freckled girl.

The girl tilted her head back, looking curiously at the statue in front of the stained glass, the most out-of-place thing in the church.

"Mother Sophie, the Holy Son you are talking about, is he the Lord God of Light?"

Her childish voice seemed to flip a switch.

The children chattered like little birds.

"Mom, why is there dawn after dusk?"

"What is a tree? How can it be together with the world..."

Sophie smiled and picked up the hairband to tie it on the girl. Her hair was like grass in the pasture, light yellow in color, with a dry luster without nutrition.

"Nicole is right, but the Son of God is more than just the Lord God of Light."

She didn't answer the children's questions, but just carefully braided two braids for Nicole.

The girl's originally messy hair was combed out one by one, revealing her smooth forehead and blue eyes.

The color of her eyes was exactly the same as that of the Goddess of Light.

Sophie thought silently in her heart that this child must be talented.

"May the light protect you, my child."

After saying that prayer, she stood up, faced the statue, and closed her eyes.

The children followed her example and clasped their hands together in front of their chests.

The silent wind blew through the church, bringing a hint of coolness in early autumn.

Sunlight shines through the cracks in the stained glass and shines on the mottled wall.

The dust particles floated in the air, dancing slowly like elves of light.

The statue of the God of Light in the center half-closed its eyes and looked down with compassion at the devout people below.

I wonder if he can really hear that tiny voice among millions of believers.

But for believers, God is everything to them.

People believe in a god of light named Elio.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, gods fought with giants, and the heaven and earth trembled.

Volcanoes melted glaciers, and floods submerged the land.

In the end, the gods fell, the giants died in battle, and the world returned to silence.

All species disappeared in that war, and darkness that lasted for ten thousand years enveloped everything.

However, the laws of the world did not abandon this land.

The flame of civilization has continued quietly for nearly a thousand years.

The first humans were born.

The twins representing light opened up a new world for them.

Thus, a new era begins.

After finishing her daily prayers, Sophie opened her eyes and looked at the children who were learning in an orderly manner, and a soft ripple appeared in her heart.

"Everyone, go back and pack up. There will be distinguished guests coming soon. Don't offend them."

……

On this continent that believes in light, the human kingdom is called Fut Yinon.

In addition, there are the elves and dwarves who once lived in seclusion, the dragons of the deep sea, and the undead in the underworld.

They are all now sleeping in the twilight land and have not yet been awakened.

There are only two gods left in the world, light and darkness, occupying the two sides of the sky.

The town of Akyi, located on the border of Futyinon, is the village closest to hell.

The village is sparsely populated, and most of them make a living by hunting demons.

Although hell was sealed ten thousand years ago, cracks will always appear over time.

The human world, as the boundary between heaven and hell, is where the rift was born.

And some monsters will run out from the cracks.

Those low-level monsters are like wild beasts, and they only follow their instincts to attack humans to fill their stomachs.

The remaining medium or high-level monsters are cunning and cruel. They use tricks to deceive and kill humans. They are also called demons.

They have escaped the beastly instincts of lower-level monsters and feel that human flesh and blood are filthy.

So the demons invented new ways to eat.

It feeds on human fear, and even the human soul under extreme fear is considered a delicacy.

Because of these reasons, the relationship between humans and monsters can be described as incompatible.

The human world also has professions that specialize in fighting monsters, called: sacred professions.

Holy professionals are a type of people blessed by the God of Light and can use the power of light to destroy monsters.

They are also the main force in the fight between the human world and monsters.

But the rewards for hunting monsters are so generous, so even if people don't have this talent, most of them still choose to take the risk.

Every year the town's church takes in orphans whose parents died while hunting demons.

Sister Sophie took over the church at the age of 18, and it has been 30 years now.

When those children grew up, some chose to become witchers, some took their money and left to live in more prosperous towns, and a few were willing to stay in the church and continue living with her.

But this year is a little different.

This remote, neglected town welcomed a distinguished guest who could change everyone's destiny.

Sophie lowered her head and swept the area in front of the church with a broom.

The sun was getting brighter near noon, and sweat dripped down her forehead before being gently wiped away.

Suddenly, she put down what she was holding and looked towards the village entrance with twinkling eyes.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar, one by one, gradually synchronizing with the vibration of her chest.

Time seemed to have gone back to when she was still young.

At this moment, she felt as excited as a child.

The white horse glowed with a sacred radiance in the sunlight, and the sapphire-colored satin tied around its neck was a bit dazzling.

But she still stared.

Until the milky white carriage with gold trim slowly stopped in front of her.

Two paladins, wearing light black armor, stood on either side of the carriage.

The carriage door was gently pushed open.

The pure white skirt raises an elegant arc, bringing with it a refreshing fragrance.

The sunlight shone on the person, and the light elements danced happily around her, as if they had coated her with a layer of golden veil.

Sophie didn't dare to look any further. The goddess's appearance was not something that ordinary people like them could see.