I Became the God of Light

With the arrival of this day, the entire Vatican became lively.

People from all over the world use various means to come here just to watch the Son of Man ascend to heaven when this day comes.

That afternoon, as dusk and night alternated, the mountain where the Messiah once sacrificed was filled with people, even densely packed down the mountain.

Everyone looked up and looked quietly at the white figure walking towards the top of the mountain.

Apart from piety, the faces of the crowd showed strong reluctance. They did not want the Holy Son to leave.

But thinking about it this way, they also knew that the kingdom of the Son of God is not here but in heaven.

In the crowd, some people carried live broadcast equipment, and the camera was pointed directly at the back of the Holy Son, transmitting the picture to people around the world who could not come.

People all over the world are paying attention to what happened today. Billions of viewers are watching the picture nervously, staring at the white figure in the picture, not wanting to miss a single thing.

If you miss it, it may be a lifelong regret.

As time goes by, the last section of the climb up the mountain will eventually come to an end.

Just at this time, the light on the horizon dimmed, and it was the transition between dusk and night.

Just before reaching the top of the mountain, Messiah stopped and turned around.

He looked at everyone silently.

Everyone watching below had a premonition of something, and their hearts were filled with reluctance and sadness.

After Messiah looked quietly for a while, he turned to look at the Pope, Simon and others standing not far away.

Under the gaze of others, he suddenly raised his right hand, and then a white light glowed in his hand.

The white light faded away, and a pure white book lay quietly in his hand.

He said to the Pope and others, "This book of creation is given to you."

The Book of Creation?

Everyone was surprised by this name, and then they felt deep envy in their hearts.

Seeing Pope St. Joseph taking the white letter in fear, some people even felt jealous in their hearts.

The thing given by the Holy Son still has this name, and it looks like a divine weapon at first glance!

After handing over the book, Messiah turned around and continued walking towards the final mountain top.

At some point, the sky began to change. As the Holy Son was about to walk up the mountain top, wisps of light began to appear in the dark sky.

The light dissipated the darkness and stood out against the surrounding dark colors.

This scene caused exclamations to resound.

The light became more and more powerful, and even the clouds in the sky opened as the light gathered, and the white light shone straight down, shining on everyone.

The Messiah reaches the top of the mountain and turns around for the last time.

He lowered his head and looked peacefully at the people standing from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, as well as the people standing outside, with a smile on his face.

Bathed in the holy white light, his voice sounded like water.

"May peace follow you."

After the sound of blessing came, the last words of the Son of Man before leaving slowly echoed in human ears.

"I will be with you."

As he finished speaking, under everyone's gaze, the Holy Son, bathed in white light, raised his head.

An extremely dazzling light suddenly flickered and enveloped the entire mountain, causing those who looked at it to close their eyes slightly.

When everyone saw clearly, the Holy Son who had sacrificed for mankind and saved everyone had disappeared with the white light.

Subconsciously looking up, the white light in the sky faintly dispersed, making everyone seem to vaguely see a giant door. Outside the giant door, angels lined up in two rows, seemingly welcoming their king.

A holy and pure white figure looked back at them for the last time, and then everything disappeared and everything returned to peace.

"Son!"

"host!"

Reluctant and sad shouts sounded one after another throughout the mountain.

Pope Saint Joseph, who was protected by many soldiers, looked at nothing and looked in a daze, "Holy Son..."

The strong man Simon next to him knelt down on one knee, looked at the sky, and murmured, "My Lord and my God."

The whole mountain was filled with sadness.

A little boy standing on the mountainside, wearing blue and white clothes and looking up, turned to look at the tall white man standing next to him.

"Dad, why doesn't the Holy Son stay? Isn't it good to stay with us all the time?"

Robert looked at his son, touched his head, and said, "Heaven is the home of the Son of God, of course he will go back."

"That's our home too, and we'll have to go back one day."

"Oh." The little boy seemed to understand.

In the corner not far away, the middle-aged man No. 5, who was completely covered in black clothes and was completely covered, also looked up at the sky, with a complicated and confused look on his face, with a hint of regret.

A sigh of regret came, and he slowly turned around and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

With the departure of the Holy Son, the atmosphere around the world became depressed and depressed, and it took a long time for it to recover.

In a large laboratory filled with white tones, a dozen researchers in white coats were walking around in a hurry.

Suddenly, the laboratory door opened automatically to both sides with a beeping sound.

The movements of the researchers' hands stopped slightly, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

An ordinary-looking white middle-aged man wearing a black suit slowly walked out of the silver metal door.

The first time he entered, he looked at a white-haired old man in his sixties, who held a dominant position among the researchers.

"How's the research going?"

Marek, a middle-aged man in a suit, stared at the old man and asked.

After hearing this, the white-haired old man put down the equipment in his hand and walked up to Marek with a glass bottle.

He raised the bottle in his hand and showed it to Marek.

I saw that the long glass bottle was filled with some transparent liquid at this time, and in the transparent liquid like water, a ball of pale golden blood the size of a fingernail was slowly floating in the liquid.

Marek finished reading the bottle and looked at Joel in confusion, wanting him to explain.

After showing the blood to Marek, Joel said in amazement, "I have never seen such special blood. It is so beautiful and perfect!"

"Not only is the structure very stable, it also has terrifying vitality!"

"Even if it was extracted from that stone, do you believe that the blood cells are still alive after so much time has passed?"

"It's even absorbing the light wave energy between heaven and earth, replenishing itself all the time!"

As he spoke, he walked around the laboratory excitedly.

"Not only that, even that ordinary stone has been affected by the blood, and its essence has changed!"

"An ordinary stone actually releases energy all the time, like a powerful radioactive source. After experiments, it was found that it is still energy beneficial to the human body. It's incredible!"

Joel was amazed again and again.

Marek frowned and asked, "I want to be more specific! How did the experiment go?"

Old Joel's movement suddenly stopped, and his face froze for a moment.

"You haven't researched anything yet?" Marek's eyes narrowed, with a dangerous light inside.

He could swear that if the old man had wasted so much time and still hadn't researched anything, he would definitely propose a replacement.

Marek's expression made Joel feel embarrassed, and he said aggrievedly, "You can't blame me!"

"You don't know the horror of blood!"

He took a deep breath, a faint light of awe flashed in his eyes.

"Those blood cells have a strong exclusivity. Regardless of whether it is a virus or anything, as long as you try to integrate into it, it will be destroyed by it at the first time, and then corroded into energy."

His face was full of grievance, "This experiment can't go on, it's really not my fault!"

"Dr. George is right!"

"That blood is so powerful!"

When he was talking, the other researchers next to him immediately started complaining about him.

Marek took a deep breath and frowned, "Have you conducted any biological experiments?"

After the words fell, the entire test site fell silent. The researchers looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

"No?" Marek got angry.

Joel said hurriedly, "The energy contained in the blood is very powerful. We are afraid that if it is used on living creatures, there will be unpredictable consequences!"

To put it bluntly, they are afraid.

As smart people, they don't dare to experiment with living things, not even a white mouse.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. If they really lose out and become cannon fodder like in the movie, then they won't have anywhere to cry even if they want to.

And this is the blood of that person. This possibility is too great. It is not something that can be studied casually. It is like trying to step into the realm of God, which directly makes them fearful.

After taking a look at a dozen researchers, he found fear on their faces. Marek became even more angry, "Aren't these guys usually very bold? Why are they so timid now?"

Although he understood, he was still secretly annoyed.

If we don't do research on this, we will be scolded by our superiors.

Thinking of this, he suddenly thought of something, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face.

After a while, he finally spoke, "I brought a prisoner here, and you can experiment on him!"

"What?!"

Joel and other researchers were shocked.

After a moment of surprise, they calmed down.

It's not like they haven't done human experiments before, but this time it's a little different.

Faced with this blood, they didn't even conduct biological experiments and entered the human body so quickly. Isn't it bad?

"If something happens..." Joel stopped talking.

"This is the request from above. Just follow it and someone will protect you!" Marek retorted.

After hearing the above request, Joel and others who were hesitant to speak couldn't help but shut their mouths.

Joel said helplessly, "Okay."

Marek nodded, then took out his cell phone and made a call.

A few minutes later, four men in black with guns appeared. They pressed a strong man into the laboratory door.

This strong man has a beard all over his face, bronze skin, and bulging muscles on his tall body.

At this time, he was only wearing a pair of brown shorts, his upper body was bare, his hands and feet were locked with silver chains, and he was being pushed around by the people behind him.

"Tie him to the experimental table!" Marek ordered.

"Yes!" The four men in black responded.

As the order continued, the strong man tried to struggle, but with drugs all over his body, he was unable to struggle against the four men. He was pushed onto a smooth silver metal bed.

There were four restraining handcuffs at the four corners above and below the metal bed, which directly imprisoned him there, unable to move, like a beast waiting to be slaughtered.