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

Ning Xiuyuan sighed inwardly when he touched his chest to greet the dawn.

Although I had already guessed this possibility and prepared myself psychologically, my heart was still very heavy.

The greatest power of a nuclear bomb is on the launcher!

He didn't know what contract the God of Dawn planted on him?

But just based on his shallow mysticism knowledge reserve, a little guess, his scalp tingles!

for example:

The son of falsehood, Rashomon.

This kind of existence between the real and the false, and whether it continues to exist between the patient's thoughts and thoughts, is almost impossible to detect.

Even if Rashomon knew about [Disease Fraudsters] in the future, he would not notice anything abnormal.

Because his existence is based on his mother's heart disease.

In this world, in addition to his mother, only Ning Xiuyuan can take away his life.

Of course, higher authorities are not excluded.

etc!

Ning Xiuyuan, whose thoughts flowed to this point, moved in his heart, could he also be the son of falsehood?

After a little thought, he denied this possibility.

because he died.

The reason why he still exists is the retrospect of time from the [Wild Hunt] of Musisha.

In short, an ordinary disease fraudster can be fatal, not to mention how many copies of the God of Dawn who have been exposed to extraordinary power?

This kind of attitude that does not trigger is even more terrifying.

If you want to get rid of the control of the God of Dawn, I am afraid that it is only possible to become the real old **** and the ruler of the old days.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan's intention to replace [High-level Trait: Undead Warlock] became stronger and stronger.

Anchoring the immortality of the old days, if true, will undoubtedly be a vital life-saving trump card!

After all, there is hope in life, isn't it?

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"Excuse me, Sister Angela, can I take some of your time?"

Angela, who had completed today's diagnosis and treatment, was stopped by someone as soon as she walked out of the church hospital.

Looking up, the person wearing a black priest's uniform should be a priest of the church, but his face is a little unfamiliar.

"You are?"

"My name is Isaac. I've just been transferred from Pritt City. I want to ask you about something?"

"You said." Angela nodded.

"It's a long story, why don't you find a coffee shop and sit down and chat slowly?" Father Isaac suggested.

"No, I still have something to do, let's talk here!"

Angela shook her head.

After Arthurs was promoted to demigod and transferred from Francis, his unfinished business was inherited by her.

She has already started to compile the book "Guide to Common and Intractable Diseases".

She wanted to compile the book as soon as possible.

Because each day it is compiled, it is possible for one more person to be treated.

"Also, I heard that you have a very personal relationship with Lord Arthur, so I want to know about Lord Arthur."

"Huh?" Angela's eyes suddenly became vigilant.

"That's right, I'm also an extraordinary dreamer, so I want to get to know Arthur better so that the path to extraordinaryness can be more secure."

Father Isaac casually found a reason.

"Is that so?" Angela nodded: "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't help you. Not long after Arthur became an extraordinary person, he left Francis for some reason. I don't know what extraordinary characteristics he took afterwards."

"Leave Francis, where did you go?" Isaac was shocked.

"I don't know, you can ask Patriarch Byron if you have the opportunity, he may know something." Angela shook her head.

"That's it!"

A flash of disappointment flashed in Isaac's eyes, and he had noticed Angela's vigilance and resistance.

He was in a hurry.

Angela silently rubbed her chest and saluted, and left with a wrong shoulder.

After returning to the convent, she did not return to the dormitory, but went to the dean's office.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Please come in!"

Sister Sera, the dean of the nun, raised her face, and when she saw that it was Angela, her expression softened, and a kind smile appeared on her face:

"The medical book is ready? Sister Angela."

"Not yet, Lord Dean." Angela rubbed her chest in a salute to the dawn.

"What kind of difficulty is this encountered? Feel free to say that if you need my help, I will do my best to help you solve it."

Sister Sera said, she stood up and motioned Angela to sit down and speak slowly.

"Thank you, Master Dean."

Angela sat down and felt that the dean had some unusual enthusiasm today.

She didn't have time to think about it, and said, "Master Dean, did the church transfer a group of priests from Pritt City?"

"That's what happened, what's wrong?"

"Today, a priest named Isaac asked me about Lord Arthurs. I felt something was wrong... Of course, this may be because I was overthinking."

Angela Road.

In fact, what she said should be reported to the bishop.

But she still chose to speak to the dean.

Even though she devoted herself to compiling medical books, she was actually somewhat aware of Francis' delicate situation.

She suspected that Father Isaac, who had no roots in Francis, most likely took refuge in Bishop Alfred.

Then he inquired about Arthur's mind, but it was worth speculating.

"Is that so, maybe it's because Arthurs was newly promoted to God!" Sister Sera said with a smile.

"Newly promoted to be a god?" Angela looked surprised and hesitated: "Didn't you have been promoted to a demigod long ago?"

Sister Sera smiled and raised her hand, and the Book of Dawn flew over from the desk and fell into her hand.

"This is the newly revised holy scripture, "My Lord's Apostle, Section 6, Section 3", take a look for yourself."

Angela took the scripture with hesitation, and skillfully opened the part of our Lord's apostles.

After searching for the chapter, she left, and the words introduced into her eyes made her pupils dilate, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Sister Sera.

In Scissor's eyes, there was clearly a flicker of unbelievable awe!

"Master Dean, this is..."

Before the words were finished, Angela lowered her head again to confirm the black and white words.

Those shocking words made her heart beat like a drum and her spine numb!

"Bishop Arthur has been successfully crowned as the gods of dreams, standing by my lord, guarding the gate of eternal sleep, and sheltering deep sleep and good dreams!"

Sister Sera whispered, looking at Angela with a bit of envy in her eyes.

Angela and Arthur had a close personal relationship, and now Arthur is crowned a god.

If Angela has the means and scheming, it is enough to obtain infinite benefits!

Compared to Sister Sera's realistic considerations, Angela was completely lost in an incredible daze.

She repeatedly glanced at the short description in the "Sacred Book of Dawn", and the emotion that could not be described in words stirred in her heart!

God?

Arthur was crowned the Immortal God?

At this moment, she couldn't even connect the Arthurs, who was always smiling, kind, and wise in her memory, with the unreachable gods.

Absurdity, tremors, excitement, dreams, envy, inferiority... Many emotions emerged from her heart.

Until she left Dean Sera's office, she felt dizzy as if she was stepping on cotton.

Back at the residence, looking at the documents piled up on the desk, Angela rarely lost her motivation.

She threw herself on the soft couch and stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind was surging!

On the beautiful face, suddenly smiling, now melancholy, now serious, now excited, now shy...

All kinds of messy thoughts are bursting out.

Or lament that she actually knew an immortal god, even before he made his fortune!

Or excited to call in a dream, UU reading www.uukanshu.com worried that Arthur would no longer recognize her;

Or melancholy at the impermanence of the world, sighing at my own lowliness and insignificance;

She even thought of the Thorns Rose Magic Association, a small group that occasionally gathers together. After knowing that Arthurs was crowned as a god, how would she feel?

Angela was in a daze for a whole noon;

Also tangled for a noon.

- Confused about whether or not to pray to Arthur, see you, even if you say congratulations.

In the end, the awe brought by the huge identity gap made her give up.

However, she decided to tell the news to the Rose of Thorns Magic Association.

She wanted to share and vent this joy.

Maybe... Deep down, she was still longing for something, but she needed some courage, even if it was a trivial encouragement.