Under the onslaught of a large number of golden light spots, Lina's previously withered body underwent earth-shattering changes.
The grayish tint rapidly gave way to a healthy rosy color, and her sunken eye sockets filled out, restoring the agility a child should possess.
Her arms and calves, thin as sticks, were filled with life energy at an incredible speed, soon becoming plump and elastic.
In just a few breaths, the little girl who had seemed on the verge of death had completely vanished.
Now, in their eyes, she was a beautiful girl with rosy skin, a healthy complexion, and skin even more delicate and smooth than those pampered aristocratic ladies.
"This... just... even incurable diseases can be healed! This is a true god!"
"The one we believe in is the only true god!" The believers were stunned, their mouths agape.
What had happened before them completely solidified their faith.
Unlike the priests and sun wheels who only asked and occasionally performed some tricks,
this "Sun God," who directly displayed a miracle of life, was the being to which they dedicated everything.
Having completed this astonishing healing, Karl manipulated the golden light and shadow avatar to deliberately show a slight "fatigue."
The light of the avatar began to flicker, as if it could disappear at any moment.
Gil immediately noticed something was wrong; the ecstasy on his face instantly turned to anxiety, and he hastily stepped forward and asked urgently: "My god! What's wrong with you?!"
Karl's voice in the light and shadow carried a slight "weakness," but was still gentle: "It's alright... it just consumed a bit of power."
He deliberately paused, making his voice sound even lower: "With you, my devout believers, this consumption can be recovered over time."
"Just... soon, I may not be able to answer your prayers as readily as I did just now."
These words were like a hammer striking the hearts of Gil and all the believers.
They were deeply moved, especially Gil, whose eyes instantly reddened, and tears mixed with blood once again streamed down.
How merciful and great their god was.
They realized that healing Lina and performing such miracles would cost a great deal, making him weak and even causing him to fall silent.
And the god had done this without hesitation for the daughter of a humble believer.
"My god..." Gil's voice trembled, almost overwhelmed.
He lightly pressed Lina's head, who was still a bit dazed but clearly felt her body filled with life energy and no longer uncomfortable.
He said in a trembling voice: "Lina, quickly, thank the Sun God for this gift! It is my god who saved you! Who gave you a new life!"
Her father pressed Lina, and she looked up at the golden light and shadow in the air, which still made her feel warmth and closeness even though its light was flickering.
She didn't fully understand what "god" meant, but she knew it was the light that had driven away what was making her feel bad inside.
Following Gil's example, she awkwardly but seriously knelt down and said in a clear, timid child's voice: "Thank you... my god."
Karl's light and shadow avatar nodded slightly, acknowledging the sincere gratitude.
Immediately, the golden light began to gradually fade, like mist in the morning light dispersing under the sun, and finally vanished from the temple.
Only the light in the air, which hadn't completely faded, remained, and the entire hall was still immersed in immense shock, emotion, and frenzy.
......
His consciousness was pulled back like a rubber band, instantly retracting from the distant border of Nilfgaard and returning to his main body in the quiet room of the Terra Temple.
Karl slowly opened his eyes; a slight dizziness softly rose and fell in his head.
He rubbed his brows, feeling a slight sense of fatigue at the soul level.
"It seems that projecting consciousness over a thousand kilometers to descend and intervene still puts quite a burden on the spirit; it's a bit strenuous."
Karl muttered to himself, assessing the cost of the operation.
However, compared to the consumption, the gains were certainly huge, even astonishing.
In just one month, Gil had not only firmly established himself in this foreign land but had also successfully organized a serf uprising.
He had attracted hundreds of believers who longed for salvation from oppression and were particularly strong in their faith.
Moreover, judging by the scale and fanaticism of the temple, it was not just a few hundred people.
This was a fire, a fortress, and the spread of faith: once a group effect formed, its expansion would grow faster and faster.
He could already foresee in the near future, Gil and the Sun faith he was spreading
would surely cause a huge wave of true and false beliefs and class oppression within Nilfgaard.
Taking a short breath, Karl stood up, pushed open the door of the quiet room, and walked towards the courtyard in front of the temple.
It was daytime, the sun was perfect, and golden light shone on the earth.
Karl raised his head, letting the sun shine on his face and body.
Almost the moment it touched the sunlight, his body naturally became active.
The feeling of drowsiness in his brain caused by the long-distance mental projection instantly vanished without a trace, and his spirit was full again.
Karl stretched, feeling the power flowing happily through his body.
He couldn't help but smile, showing his white teeth: "I really... am liking sunbathing more and more."
However, the smile on his face hadn't fully bloomed when his ears twitched almost imperceptibly.
His hearing, far superior to ordinary people, picked up faint sounds coming from the direction of the inn in the distance, weakened by distance and walls.
Moans, still distinguishable, intermittent, and belonging to a woman.
It seemed mixed with a man's low sighs and the slight creaking of a wooden bed, startling...
The smile on Karl's face instantly froze, then darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"..."
With an expressionless face, he temporarily blocked out the sounds coming from that direction at a certain frequency.
He glanced helplessly towards the distant inn, shook his head, and quietly complained: "These two... are a perfect match."
"After a quarrel, they fight hand-to-hand, and after hand-to-hand combat, they might start quarreling again..."
As night fell, Karl was in the quiet room deep within the temple, sorting and purifying the faith power he had received from Nilfgaard during the day.
He removed personal distractions and overly fanatical emotional fragments, transforming them into purer, easily storable faith power.
After finishing all this, he was, as usual, ready to ascend high into the sky, and using the environment close to the sun, continue to condense and strengthen his divine power.