Francis in the night, the mist disperses, quiet and serene.

The dream capital that overlaps the other side of the awake city seems to have reached noon and is very lively.

The extraordinary man, Father Isaac, who had just been transferred from Pritt City, had just walked to Charles Square, the land of dreams, and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him.

I saw that in the square where I could barely see a bit of reality, people came and went, rubbing shoulders.

How can there be the quiet and mysterious black market seen in the past?

It looks like a goulan vegetable market full of mortals!

"This, this is Dream City?"

Isaac murmured to himself that the floating city suspended in the air was oppressive and suffocating.

"That's right! It's shocking, isn't it?"

Francis native - Father Clemente, proud.

In just a few months since Lord Arthur created the floating castle dream market here, it has developed into one of the hottest black markets in Harrington.

It also brought infinite benefits to Father Francis.

"This is the city of dreams created by Lord Arthur, and there is only one in Harrington! I heard that there is also one in Aegbert, the Aztec Empire. The creation, so far, has been regarded as a treasure by the Church of the God of Storms and Rain, and is unwilling to destroy it."

Father Clement couldn't help showing off with a proud face.

"And this?" Isaac looked surprised.

"Of course! It's an open secret in Francis. Of course you didn't know it until you came here. You'll know it after a long time."

Speaking of this, Father Clement sighed: "Unfortunately, Lord Arthur broke through the situation too fast. He served as Bishop Francis for several months, and he was promoted to demigod before he showed up a few times, and he was promoted to Patriarch, otherwise Francis would definitely more prosperous than it is now.”

Father Isaac was shocked when he heard the little-known news.

"Let's go, I'll take you in and take a look."

Father Clement led this Isaac to the inside of the floating castle, and talked eloquently on the way.

"Don't look at the people coming and going here, and think it's not easy to manage. In fact, on the contrary, there are indeed a lot of fish and dragons here, cult heretics are lurking, but there are many heretics, and there are more believers in our Lord, and those younger people dare not show up to make trouble. ."

"Speaking of which, I, Francis, can definitely be called the land of God's favor!"

"Two and a half gods in a year, even looking at Harrington, have never had this miracle. The path to transcendence here is definitely much smoother than elsewhere."

Father Isaac listened quietly, and the repulsive mentality of being transferred to a foreign land dissipated unconsciously, and there was a little expectation in his heart.

Especially when entering the Dream City, the dazzling array of extraordinary resources teaches people to hate and be shy!

After a quick tour around, Isaac finally got a general impression of Dream City.

Next, here will be his main battlefield.

Whether it is an extraordinary ceremony;

It is the responsibility of the church.

He was eager to try it!

So much so that after saying goodbye to Father Clement Clemente, on the way home, his eyes had already subconsciously inspected the person he saw.

Huh?

Don't tell me, this tour really made Isaac discover a strange person.

The man was dressed in an ancient black robe, with a wide black hood that covered his face, and the "Gebo" rune loomed on the cuffs.

In magic, it means "gift", "peace", "equal exchange".

Often found on messengers!

This is an ancient etiquette that has almost disappeared in history, except for some heretical cults with a long history to reinforce their image through these red tape.

"Is this heresy?"

Isaac got excited.

Unexpectedly, the first time to catch a big fish.

With a flash of his figure, with his dream-making ability, he distorted himself and turned into a shadow to chase after him.

No, the heretic seemed to sense his arrival, and the speed didn't seem to be in a hurry, but it was always one step ahead of him.

While he was rushing to catch up, the figure suddenly stopped in front of the cathedral in Francis's dreamland.

If he looked back with a deep meaning, he raised his hand and pushed open the door of the church.

"This…"

Isaac froze.

He gritted his teeth and chased after him. He, who had already turned into a shadow, just got close to the door of the church that had not been closed, and the words that came into his ears made him feel like he was struck by lightning.

"I, Anderson, the great messenger of Arthurs, the **** of sleep, come today to announce the dawn that my lord, the **** of sleep, has been crowned God. This is a prayer that calls upon my lord, and if help is needed, Call on the name of my lord."

The man in the old black long-distance runner took out a wooden box and placed it on the prayer mat, then turned and left.

The hall is quiet and heartwarming.

Isaac was stunned.

He was not shocked by the visit of the God of Illusory Sleep, but was shocked by the name of the God of Illusionary Sleep. It turned out to be… it was Lord Arthur who was mentioned by Father Clement before!

Could it be the same name?

Also, who is the God of Phantom Sleep?

Could it be that this heresy is some kind of evil god?

Isaac looked at the black-robed man who left the cathedral safely, and subconsciously chased after him.

He just left, the light and shadow in the cathedral flickered, and Bishop Alfred wearing the scarlet bishop's robe, floated out!

He looked at the wooden box on the prayer mat with a look of surprise.

If Ning Xiuyuan was here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance.

It was after Bessemer was successfully promoted to an angel that he challenged his paladin, the priest in gray.

After Nedha's demigod's exposure, Ning Xiuyuan learned that Alfred was born in Francis and was the coveted bishop of Francis.

Because he was intercepted by airborne, he felt resentful.

Unexpectedly, fate made people, he still became Bishop Francis after all.

Just the mixed feelings are:

Arthur, who had been criticized by him in every possible way, although he left Francis, he left Francis in the way of being promoted to a demigod and a patriarch!

This matter has always caused him to be stuck in his throat and regret it.

After coming to Francis, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com thought that Arthur only served here for a few months and should have no foundation.

As a result, it was only when I arrived here that I discovered that the power here had already been completely divided up by the monastery, the convent, and the deacon through the key of the dream city as a link.

As a bishop, the extraordinary person in charge of him gives power, and seems to be vulnerable in the face of Mengshi's financial resources.

What made him even more unexpected, he actually heard the news of Arthur's coronation as a god?

The shadow that Arthurs brought him has even made him unable to think rationally. Is this true or false? !

He was silent for a long time, and when he raised his hand, the wooden box opened without wind, and a scroll of sheepskin floated out, streaked over the prayer mat, and fell into his palm.

Unfolding the parchment, a line of text written in Harrington's official language made his pupils shrink:

—Walking in the footsteps of collective consciousness and dreams, echoing the ravings of all beings in their sleep and sleep, the guardian of the gate of eternal sleep, the protector of sleep and good dreams, your admirers, I pray for your gaze and blessings!

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