People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room

Child demigod with the title of Eternal Sleeper, as if mortals were measuring the real land, and hurriedly pushed open the Dawning Hall.

The cold moonlight outside the door could not erode the hall in the slightest.

Only the faint candlelight depicts the hazy outline of the hall.

Childe demigod went straight to the depths of the hall under the confession fresco. The Pope, who used to be very busy in the past, is now sitting in a squat for some reason, as if he was in a sea of ​​worry.

"Inquisition Child, I have seen His Excellency the Pope."

Childe demi-god caressed his chest in a dawn salute.

Dawn Pope opened his eyes, and a parchment floated towards Childe.

Childe reached out and took it, his eyes just fell on the parchment scroll, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the Pope.

"At two o'clock in the morning, Francis Bishop Alfred saw the messenger sent by Arthurs. It seems that Arthurs has been successfully crowned as the God of Dreams."

"To be crowned as a god, but not to come to Abe to meet and report on the job, is arrogant!" Childe said coldly.

"Once in power, it's understandable to be a little more sloppy." Pope Dawn chuckled.

Childe was startled, and his anger slowly dissipated.

"This Arthur is a villain!"

No, if it was really defiant, this roll of sheepskin should have been sent to Abe, but instead he sent it to Francis.

This is clearly bullying Francis without a demigod;

It is also the place he once shepherded and guarded, and he knows the roots.

"Francis is where he was called, sent there, perhaps to prove something?"

Pope Dawn added: "Anyway, this roll of sheepskin at least shows that he still has the Church of Dawn in his eyes, and knows that the Dream Throne is a gift from our Lord."

Childe was silent when he heard the words, and he no longer dared to criticize at will.

"However, a roll of sheepskin can't say anything. You put aside your affairs for a while, and testify this in your dream. After seeing Arthur, tell him that those who are called will eventually be called. If you want to know where your hometown is, I will The Lord is missing the name of God."

Pope Dawn whispered.

"Ok?"

Childe demigod suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Those who are called, finally answer the covenant?

This…

"Yes, His Excellency the Pope."

Child didn't dare to think too much, and answered in a deep voice.

"May my lord bless you!"

Childe hurriedly rubbed his chest in a salute and turned to leave.

The hall fell silent.

Pope Dawn pondered for a while, and Void grabbed a copy of the Dawn Tome. After opening it, he pondered a little and revised it in advance.

- "My lord has the name of a subordinate god, and his name is: Arthurs, the **** of phantom sleep..."

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Father Isaac is lost!

As a dream-type double-ring superhuman, this is the first time he has lost his prey in the land of dreams.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable, instead a raging fire of curiosity rose in his heart.

Taking Dream City as the topic, he could easily knock out the news of Arthur from the mouth of Francis' native superhuman.

One of them in particular caught his attention.

It is said that Arthur had a close friend in Francis named Angela.

Perhaps from her mouth, it can be confirmed whether Arthur is the **** of phantom sleep?

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After sending the messenger, Ning Xiuyuan fell into a state of anxiety.

Especially when the messenger returned smoothly, this kind of panic became more and more intense.

Not that he was cowardly.

But the God of Dawn contains countless unsolved mysteries.

Just how he appeared in this world made him puzzled.

Therefore, deep in his heart, he always feared the God of Dawn.

Originally, he wanted to go to Abe in person, to thank the Dawn Cult for the double crown!

But after a moment of hesitation, he gave up.

I chose a method of "be mad and cowardly".

He hopes to force the God of Dawn to show his cards through his arrogance;

And through the soft side, the importance of Dawn is reduced.

"Walking in the footsteps of collective consciousness and dreams, echoing the babble of sleep and sleep of all beings, the guardian of the gate of eternal sleep, the protector of sleep and good dreams, your admirer, I pray for your watch and blessing!"

At this moment, an illusory prayer sounded in Ning Xiuyuan's ear.

coming!

Ning Xiuyuan was shocked and followed the sound of prayers, and saw a middle-aged man in a white patriarch robe, lying peacefully on a soft couch, sleeping soundly.

It was his sleeping self who was praying.

'You know the means of manifesting the gods in the dream realm very well? ’

Ning Xiu had a vision and said with emotion.

As a mirror image of the waking universe, the fantasy world is essentially a material world.

Creatures in the awake universe can use the dreamland as a shortcut trail and rush to the real world at a distance.

But for fantasy creatures, there is no shortcut.

If there is, it is also the tunnel dug underground by ghouls, gouge giants, and macrophage worms;

Or some fantastic geographic location.

In short, it is impossible to achieve "anytime use".

Even the God of Illusions can only travel by means of "driving a cloud car and driving birds".

This is also the fundamental reason why Arthurs summoned birds and beasts to travel when he accompanied Nedha and Debna to the Divine Land of Mechanical Undead.

Therefore, even if the dreamland prayed to the **** of fantasy, it could not be on call.

However, in a dream it is different.

In the onyx fortress, Lilith, the Queen of the Night who molested Arthur, likes to grab male **** in the dreams of all beings, enjoy pleasure, and use their offspring to create various monsters.

It's really bad!

Back to topic.

Hearing the prayer, Ning Xiuyuan floated up and quickly disappeared into the etheric sky, escaping into an individual dream.

This is a villa.

The dream self of the Summoner Child, the demigod, was standing at the door of the villa, waiting for the arrival of the sleeping god.

When Ning Xiuyuan appeared from the sky, He humbly touched his chest and saluted.

"Child, the Apostle of the God of Dawn, has seen Arthurs, the God of Phantom Sleep."

Ning Xiuyuan, who slowly landed from the sky, had long since disappeared in his white robe, and was replaced by a soft blue nightgown.

Indistinctly, you can still see a naughty little angel with wings on her back, or play the violin, or play the harp, and play the sleeping song.

- This is the divine manifestation of the **** of phantom sleep.

"Both the Dawn's Favorites, no need to be more polite! Calling me at this time, do you need my help?"

Ning Xiuyuan smiled and nodded, but the customary breast-stroking etiquette did not appear.

Childe demigod didn't care about Ning Xiuyuan's body language.

He looked at the looming little angel around Ning Xiuyuan, and even though he had been mentally prepared, a flash of shock and envy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

- Arthur, was actually crowned as the God of Illusions. From then on, he was immortal and lived the same life as Illusions.

—What envy and jealousy this is!

"Honorable **** of phantom sleep, His Holiness the Pope asked me to tell you: Those who are called will eventually be called to the covenant. If you want to know where your hometown is, my lord is missing a name from God."

Child demigod tried his best to calm his unbalanced state of mind and said solemnly.

The sound fell, and the front of the villa fell into a dead silence.

Childe looked up and saw that Arthur closed his eyes slightly, covering the window of the soul.

After a long time, he opened his eyes slightly, raised his right hand stiffly, and saluted his chest.

"The great **** of dawn is the **** I have always followed until death."

—The God of Dawn, as expected, buried a vicious contract when he summoned me.