The white and transparent bare feet just stepped on the red carpet.
The white was dazzling and the red was dazzling.
This sharp contrast seemed to dazzle people's eyes.
The dark red liquid flows in the spreading cyan blood vessels on her feet.
Instead of reducing its beauty, it brings a strange magic power, making people unable to help but feel the flow of blood.
She stepped on the carpet step by step, as if stepping on people's hearts, and the rhythm of "dong dong dong" spread throughout her body bit by bit.
The road full of flowers exudes charming fragrance, but the girl's face is not contaminated at all, and is still so pure and flawless.
Her moonlight-like hair was exposed to the sun at this moment, but it did not damage her beauty at all.
It's just that the cold moonlight brought a hint of warmth, and also gave the girl the brilliance of the world.
Following the girl was a guard of honor of sixty-four people.
They were beautiful and solemn, perfectly setting off the pure crystal-like girl in front of them.
In this solemn atmosphere, someone suddenly said, "It's really like the etiquette of canonizing a princess."
This sentence came from the mouth of an elder.
As an elder who has experienced the chaos of the empire, the scene in front of him is very much like the last emperor canonizing his beloved princess.
Although His Majesty the Emperor dotes on his daughter Princess Liliana very much, he has never held a canonization ceremony.
People were all speculating whether His Majesty the Emperor did not want to appoint Princess Liliana as the heir to the empire.
In fact, this view is very popular among the people, because women need to bear considerable risks if they want to give birth to an heir.
If an accident occurs, then no one will take the emperor's position, which will cause shock to the empire.
But now when the elder looked at the scene in front of him, he strangely saw some similarities.
This sentence was not recognized by other people, who were completely involved in this grand ceremony.
But these words reached the emperor's ears, and he couldn't help but look in that direction, and then turned his attention to Lina.
This is his daughter.
She will soon become the saint of the temple, the princess of the empire, and even the heir.
Lina's eyes were still so clear, and she walked towards the emperor step by step.
Although she was not keen on becoming a person, she wanted to have the title of saint.
Whenever she was crowned a saint, her heart would beat unconsciously, as if this title belonged to her and she just took it back.
It was something that was destined to belong to her, and all she had to do was gently stretch out her hands.
What she didn't notice was that behind her, next to the carpet, stood a young man with very dark eyes.
There was a dark cloud in his handsome eyebrows, covered by the vitality of a young man.
He just looked at Lina sadly, looking at his lost love.
Vincent had long known that Lina did not like him, but he always thought that he could impress her, but now, this dream was shattered.
Lina will become the Saint of Light in the temple.
Unlike other saints who can become partners with the Son, the Saint of Light has only one choice in life, and that is to serve God.
From the moment Lina decided to become the Saint of Light, she had given up her right to love and dedicated her pure heart directly to God.
This was not a long road, but it seemed like it took Lina a long time to walk through it.
The long wait didn't end until she came to His Majesty the Emperor.
Behind the emperor were several cardinals in red robes.
They looked at Lina with different expressions.
Some saw in her the hope that God would appear again, some saw in him the flow of power, and some saw in her the hope of a new situation. was born, and some people saw the coming of death from her body.
Various expressions flashed on these bishops one by one, greed, fear, worship, madness These bishops have lost their detachment from being in the temple.
They are like people in the world, with all kinds of desires.
At this time, Lina showed a clear smile, she slowly opened her mouth, and beautiful music appeared on the square.
It is like a drop of dew dripping from the treetops in the morning, like the snowflake falling in the sky, like the purest gem in the world, so pure and so peaceful.
It is like the light that is about to fall from the sky, like the most shining gem inlaid on the pope's scepter, and like the immortal miracle, so holy and so ethereal.
This is an ancient song and a sacred song.
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After the song sounded, bunches of flowers were sprinkled on the square, covering every corner of the square.
The intertwining of red and white highlights the sacred meaning in the singing.
This is the hymn of the temple.
The last time it was used was when the temple consecrated the Holy Son, but that time, the Son's singing did not attract any attention.
At this time, if some people seemed to be inexplicably attracted, they stood up and sang along with the songs.
At this moment, the grand music was mixed with the ethereal and beautiful female voices, making the already solemn ceremony even more ethereal and solemn.
Everyone was singing along with the music, except His Majesty the Emperor, who was standing at the front.
The female voice is getting louder and louder, and it echoes in everyone's ears in an unreasonable way, allowing them to receive a baptism of the soul.
At this moment, the blue sky seems to be purer, the fresh flowers seem to be more beautiful, the blazing sunshine seems to be more dazzling, everything is in the most beautiful state, wandering in the song, like a god He opened his eyes and let all things music for his beloved girl.
But all this did not attract the attention of others.
They only looked at the girl in the front and extended their most loyal blessings to her.
The song suddenly disappeared when it reached its peak, leaving echoes in the air.
When the people really let go of their minds, the singing sounded again.
It was still so ethereal and pure, but the meaning in the singing was not the same.
The solemn and majestic melody caused a little commotion among the people the moment it appeared, but they quickly quieted down and sang in unison.
The song was so grand, and when it sounded, the people seemed to see struggling figures, solemn castles, and the establishment of a powerful empire.
This is a song bathed in the glory of blood.
It seems to embody all the glory and struggle of the empire, seems to contain the unyielding cry of all mankind, and seems to contain the loneliness and hope that have passed through thousands of years.
This is the hymn of empire: