Fantasy Simulator

Scenes and scenes appeared before my eyes.

Within the area in all directions, bursts of brilliance enveloped.

What appeared in front of him at the moment was a huge lake.

The lake is huge and spacious, like an inland sea, with no bottom visible.

However, unlike normal lakes, the lake in front of him is filled with a kind of sacred brilliance, as if there is a huge power shrouding it, giving people a unique sense of sanctity.

Occasionally, golden fish can be seen leaping over the lake, and there are beautiful goblins playing and playing. A very beautiful scene is presented, which looks very exciting.

At a glance, it is as if you have come to the legendary fairyland.

And in the distance, in the middle of the lake, a golden tree grows there, with golden fruits on it, which looks extraordinarily unique.

The fruit is golden, with a legendary texture on it, which is extraordinarily unique, as if it contains the unique meaning of the world, giving people a unique feeling.

"This...this is..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, the middle-aged priest was dumbfounded, feeling as if he was in a dream.

However, the scene in front of him also made him feel extraordinarily unique, with an inexplicable sense of sight.

"Golden Sacred Tree, Fairy Lake..."

Standing on the spot, he seemed to think of something, and his heart jumped.

As if remembering something, he looked up and looked forward, under the golden sacred tree.

I saw a figure standing there, with his back to him at the moment, facing the Golden Sacred Tree, and seemed to be muttering to himself, saying something there.

"Our Lady!"

The middle-aged priest finally confirmed this.

Isn't the scene in front of you the legendary Golden Garden of Our Lady?

In other words, this is the legendary holy place.

Well, the man standing under that golden tree....

Thinking of this, the middle-aged priest jumped in his heart, then quickly moved forward and walked forward.

With an uneasy and pilgrimage mentality, he slowly walked forward, wanting to take a look.

As his thoughts flashed by, he slowly got up and walked forward.

Within the area in all directions, it seemed that he was aware of his thoughts, and an invisible bridge emerged, and it appeared in an instant, built on the golden lake.

Above the lake, a faint golden brilliance appeared.

This golden bridge is splendid and incomparably dazzling at first glance, giving people a dazzling sense of dazzling.

Just walking on it, you can feel an inexplicable sense of sanctity and a deep precipitation of history.

Holding a pilgrimage mentality, the middle-aged priest slowly walked into it and walked over the golden bridge.

And along with his actions, a stream of messages emerged.

Those were all the stories of the past, as well as the epic scenes of the Virgin saving the world, which were clearly displayed at this moment and appeared in his mind.

Walking on the golden bridge, feeling the messages that emerged in his mind, the middle-aged priest had deep tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help crying at this moment.

An inexplicable emotion emerged from my heart and surged up at this moment.

"Almighty and Merciful Our Lady..."

He muttered to himself, his footsteps could not help speeding up, and he quickly approached.

And in the front, it seems to feel his arrival.

Under the golden sacred tree, the figure standing there alone appeared, and it appeared at this moment.

He seemed to have noticed something, and turned around silently at this moment, looking in the direction of the Golden Divine Bridge.

And at the moment he turned around, his appearance was completely revealed, and it was here.

Then, under the gaze of the middle-aged priest, the figure of a young man appeared.

The boy's age is not too big, only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his appearance is amazing, there is a kind of beauty that reaches the ultimate in the world, with a kind of suffocating charm.

He was wearing a pure white robe with textures engraved on it. The whole person looked very natural, with a sacred and inviolable aura and charm, which was hard to forget at a glance.

The most difficult to ignore is his eyes, with streaks of golden color, like the eyes of a god, extraordinarily sacred and suffocating.

"Our Lady..."

Looking at the young man's appearance, the middle-aged priest suddenly stopped, stunned, not knowing what to say.

According to the legend, the figure standing under the golden sacred tree should be undoubtedly the legendary Virgin.

Only if it is true according to the legend, the Virgin should be the image of a woman.

And the figure standing under the golden sacred tree in front of him is a young man.

The youth's appearance is absolutely beautiful, and the charm is suffocating, as if the aura and essence of heaven and earth have gathered together, which makes people feel a burst of amazement.

However, on its appearance, some traces and shadows of the Virgin can be vaguely seen, which seem to be somewhat similar, but they are very different.

In this regard, the middle-aged priest has doubts in his heart, but he can also find an explanation for this.

After all, the idols were made by mortals. From the past to the present, after such a long time, the holy

The image of the mother has changed, and even deviates from the original appearance, which is also very normal.

It's just this young man in front of him, but what's going on?

The Virgin in the legend should obviously be a woman.

Why is there a young man in front of him?

"Could it be that...in this era, the Virgin is going to change and take on a male image?"

Standing in the same place, the middle-aged priest's heart moved, and at this time he automatically made up his mind: "For him who is aloof, the so-called gender may only be a matter of thought."

Yes.

For the legendary Mother of God, if he is willing, I am afraid that he will become a man in one thought, and appearing in the image of a man is just an easy thing, and it is nothing at all.

And in the legend of the Church of Our Lady, there is indeed a story of the Virgin being transformed into a young man and saving the world.

In myths and legends, the Virgin was once incarnated as a prince of a certain country, who stood up before disasters and saved everything in that country.

And the scene in front of him may represent the scene in the past.

At this moment, all kinds of thoughts flashed in the middle-aged priest's mind, but his face became more and more frenzied.

A mighty divine power floated above his body.

At this moment, he only felt that his own mind was extremely pure and extremely natural, as if it had merged with the surrounding holy realm.

There is no doubt that this feeling is rare, but it is an indescribable feeling that makes people want to go on like this forever.

Just in front, the young man who was suspected of being the Virgin was still standing there, and seemed to be watching him at the moment, with a slight smile on his face.

"You should go back."

The soft voice sounded, echoing at this moment, it was extraordinarily soft, and people couldn't help but feel good.

Then, the middle-aged priest suddenly woke up.

As the boy opened his mouth, everything around him seemed to change.

A variety of supreme scenes began to unfold, and then in front of him, the middle-aged priest felt the change.

In front, the golden golden sacred tree is bright and begins to bloom.

The brilliance spread out directly, covering his body, and then slowly moved forward, pushing him out of the place in front of him.

In an instant, the space in all directions was oppressed, and scenes of nothingness were displayed.

Suddenly, the priest seemed to see scenes of epic scenes.

There are princes fighting, on the battlefield is fighting...

There was the birth of the Virgin, blood and tears were dripping...

There is also a young man standing alone under the golden tree, his face is melancholy, and he seems to be sad.

Scene after scene unfolded in my mind, which just matched the various scenes recorded in the epic.

"Do not!"

At night, in the spacious room, the middle-aged priest suddenly woke up and shouted subconsciously.

But then, he was stunned.

Because in front of him, it is no longer the Golden Holy Land before, but in his own room.

I don't know when, he has left the place before and returned to the real world.

And what he was in at the moment was his own room.

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Realizing this, he felt lost and sat on the head of the bed for a long time before getting up and walking to the window sill beside him.

Outside the window sill, a burst of street lamps was displayed, shining in all directions.

Occasionally, pedestrians can be seen in a hurry, walking around, a peaceful scene.

It's already night, and looking around, it's already very late.

"Is it just a dream?"

Standing in the same place, the middle-aged priest muttered to himself, and his mind was still filled with the scene just now.

Just now, those scenes were still lingering in his mind at this moment, and they were so real that he could hardly forget them.

If it is said that the things that have just been experienced are just dreams, then it would be too outrageous.

The middle-aged priest could clearly feel the difference between those scenes and dreams.

There is also the boy under the golden sacred tree in the dream, whose appearance is still displayed in his mind to this day.

If you can dream of these things, then it would be too weird.

Or.....

"Great Virgin..."

He stood there alone, with a pious look on his face: "Is this really your will?"

If it wasn't for the will of the Great Virgin, how could he have dreamed of those just now.

only......

What was the great Madonna trying to tell him by making him dream of this?

This thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't know what to say at this time.

Standing on the spot, he thought for a long time, then suddenly turned around and walked to the side.

His movements were quick, and he quickly left the room where he was and walked to the side.

And his destination is nothing else, it is the church where he usually lives.

For a priest, the church is where he belongs, both his work and his life.

Therefore, he lived very close to the church and got there quickly.

But to his surprise, when he walked into the church, the door inside was not closed.

"Is there anyone who hasn't left?"

He was a little surprised, and at this moment, he walked into it and came to the hall where he usually gave speeches.

The hall of the church is very large, and the decorations around it are also very ornate, giving people a solemn atmosphere at a glance.

Of course, the most important thing in this is the statue of the god.

The statue is very huge, occupying a large area in this place, and its image is also the image of the Virgin in the legend.

In the past, the middle-aged priest stood under the statue and gave speeches to the believers around him.

But this time, his feelings were different.

In normal times, he always stood in front of the statue, speaking on behalf of the Church of Our Lady, and giving speeches to the believers around him.

By this time, there were no more speakers in front.

He walked under the steps, just like a pilgrim believer, and simply walked into it.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but this time, he seemed to feel something, an unusual feeling.

He has seen the scenery in the church in front of him many times.

He grew up in this place, and he is already familiar with everything around him, and he will not be unfamiliar at all.

But today, this time, he has a special sense of strangeness.

There was nothing different everywhere.

A golden light appeared before his eyes.

"This is......"

Feeling this golden light, the middle-aged priest rubbed his eyes subconsciously, then froze.

Because at this moment, he saw many unusual things.

As he watched, on the statue in front of him, streaks of golden light were showing.

Divine power emerges, golden light emerges, and thus emerges.

The mysterious texture is shrouded, covering all directions, covering the entire church, looking extremely sacred and extremely bright.

This power is sacred and dazzling, which makes people feel extraordinarily pure, and has a feeling of peace of mind, which is extraordinarily extraordinary.

But for the middle-aged priest, the power that appeared in front of him was exactly the same as the power he felt in his dream.

The brilliance and warmth were exactly the same as what he felt in his dream.

"This is not a dream..."

Tears filled his eyes, and his face was full of excitement at this time, and he didn't know what to say to express his excitement.

"Our Lady of Mercy...you have finally awakened and radiated light to your followers..."

His face was full of excitement, and he muttered to himself subconsciously.

At this moment, his mood is full of frenzy.

This state of affairs continued for a long, long time.

Then, there was a sudden sound from outside.

There was a crisp sound, which sounded like a footstep.

Hearing the voice, the priest suddenly woke up, stopped his movements, and then looked behind.

In the back, a shadow emerged, and then a figure walked slowly.

It was the figure of a young man.

The young man looked young, but he was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was wearing a black priest's robe at the moment, looking very outstanding.

Looking at the young man, the middle-aged priest breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so late, haven't you left yet?"

Standing still, he looked at the young man walking behind him and said so.

"I discussed it with Sister Fang and the others."

Below, listening to the middle-aged priest's words, the young man smiled, and then said, "The church needs to be guarded every day, and it is guarded in this place."

"Then I just happened to be fine in the past few days, so I came over and stayed."

"Is that so..."

The priest nodded, then suddenly.

"Father...why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

Silently walking to the priest, the young man looked at the priest in front of him with a strange look on his face, so he asked.

"I......."

The middle-aged priest opened his mouth and was about to explain, but stopped, and then said, "There are some things, so come and see."

The young man glanced at the priest, and did not continue to ask, but nodded.

Then he silently stepped aside and began to play with candles and other things.

These are his daily work.

"Do you think...the Virgin really exists?"

Standing in the same place, watching the boy's movements, after a while, the middle-aged priest hesitated for a while before suddenly speaking.

The voice fell, and the boy's body paused.

"I think the Virgin is forever."

He turned around, looked at the priest behind him, and said earnestly, "Moreover, it exists by our side."

"real?"

Listening to the boy's answer, the middle-aged priest was a little surprised: "Why, do you think so?"

"Because of belief."

teenager laughing

He smiled, and then said softly: "Some things, before they are really seen with both eyes and observed, will always be on the boundary between existence and non-existence."

"The boundary between man and God is clear. Perhaps with the power of mortals, we will never observe traces of the Virgin's existence, but He does exist and is affecting us."

"People's belief is a kind of sustenance and a kind of strength."

"Perhaps, for most people in this world, the so-called Virgin is just a fictional story..."

"but......."

Standing in place, the young man paused, then spoke again with a smile on his face: "For me, as long as I am still alive, and those who believe in the Virgin Mary like me are still alive, the Virgin Mary exists."

"While I am, he is with me, and when I am gone, he perishes with me..."

"This is faith..."

The soft voice fell, very soft, but it also revealed a deep firmness and will, with a strong appeal.

Standing in the same place, listening to the young man's words, the middle-aged priest couldn't help but look sideways.

It's not that complicated for a teenager.

But the will and even the belief revealed in it were what really moved him.

If a person has such a will and such a belief, he must not be an ordinary person.

"you......."

He sighed in his heart, and was about to say something, but was suddenly stunned.

Because in front of him, under his gaze, shimmers of light are showing.

On the boy's body, a faint golden brilliance appeared.

This radiance is warm, pure and dazzling, like the most holy radiance, giving people an indescribable unique feeling.

However, in the feelings of the middle-aged priest, this brilliance and the brilliance conveyed by the statue of the Virgin in front of you......

Exactly the same.