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

The cold and extreme cold suddenly fell on the Halifax floating island, which is like spring all year round.

The residents of the floating island, who have not yet relieved their nerves from the battle of the gods, once again witnessed the greatness of the gods and bathed in the glory of the past!

I saw Arthur, surrounded by the gods in the dream, suddenly turned into a round of white black holes, swallowing the heat of the sky and the earth, and sprinkled pale frost.

White pus, extremely cold, not to be despised! !

The pale frost spread down along the mycelium and quickly dyed the earth white.

For all living beings, plated with a layer of glorious silver!

"It's so cold! Fa, what happened?"

"Giggle...it's too cold!"

"No no no, God, save me!"

The ugly noise suddenly boiled from the floating island, like the howling of a jackal and the terrified barking of a hyena.

Someone fainted suddenly in happiness, darkness or death soothed these frightened souls, and the thumping fragile heart;

But more than that, it is blasphemously resisting the grace of God!

Their bodies were stiff and crawling.

Or reach out to the sky and pray to the gods for redemption;

Or crawling to the house, trying to get into the fireplace, seeking shelter from the poor flames;

The cold slowed their blood.

Their movements were stiff, their limbs twisted, and their prostrate postures resembled mice on the odious sticky board.

Creeping, wailing, screeching... In the nightmare of madness, the grotesque Sarabande danced.

That is a sacrifice to the great old ruler, White Worm Arthurs! !

All those who try to resist the grace of God are blasphemy to the gods.

Facing the great grace, only by opening up the soul and accepting it bravely can salvation be achieved!

Look, those mortals who were in disgust and fear finally couldn't resist the cold holy glory of the Lord, and they took off their clothes in the heat.

enjoying the warmth in the cold.

They felt happy and excited from the bottom of their hearts.

"Why isn't it cold anymore?"

"So hot!"

"This is the defeat of the dream gods..."

The deplorable mortals who bathed in divine grace but blasphemed the Lord looked up in disbelief, and the scene that caught their eye made their hearts collapse, and they felt panic and screamed from the depths of their souls!

"That is…"

Fear stifles all courage to speak, and makes death rule all living beings on the floating island.

Like the silence of the deceased, there will be no more blood and disobedience!

In the etheric sky shrouded in intricate spells, the great **** of phantom sleep, Arthur, hangs in the air.

The despicable people who dared to challenge the edge of the godslayer were turned into crystal clear ice sculptures at this time!

Beautiful, icy cold.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."

"However, I will not make a second mistake. I will give you the right to beat your heart freely in the ice, and enjoy the eternal nothingness!"

The oracle of Arthurs, the **** of phantom sleep, is like the most majestic ethereal thunder in the phantom realm, shaking the souls of all living beings.

When the oracle fell, the God of Illusory Sleep waved his hand, and the etheric sky suddenly split open, as if lurking terrifying beasts opened their mouths and devoured the gods of illusions that had turned into ice sculptures!

The cold subsided, and the warmth came to the earth again.

However, the residents of the floating island felt a terrifying chill from the bottom of their hearts, grabbing their hearts, making it seem like the end of the day!

Especially the Lord of the Floating Island - Halifax.

He stared blankly at the stalwart body in the sky, who had endured "the ice that flames can't erode", but at this time, he couldn't bear Arthur's indifferent gaze.

God is pitiful, not having incontinence and excretion is already a courage worth boasting about!

He was trembling all over on the ground, repenting in a trembling voice.

"Great, great **** of phantom sleep... I am... despicable and abominable Halifax... guilty, please forgive your lost lamb!"

"It, it was just bewitched by the despicable dream gods..."

"Thank you for shedding holy light and awakening me from my confusion and dementia! You are as radiant as the sun, as bright as the stars, as vast as the universe!"

"Your footprints are all over the dream, and the place where the dream is shrouded will be where your glory shines!"

Halifax slumped on the ground with his **** pouted, racking his brains and praising the great **** of phantom sleep!

The residents of the floating island were dumbfounded.

Even when the island owner created the floating island and the gods came to congratulate them, they never saw Halifax so flattering!

The island owner at that time was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was as calm as ever!

Comparing the two, the image of the island owner at this time was simply beyond the eyes of everyone.

But, who is looking directly at Halifax?

Even mocking Halifax?

They can't wait to replace Halifax, and give the praises they think of to the great **** of sleep.

Under the threat of death, they have long been horrified and sad to discover that their arrogance, pride, dignity, knowledge... have all become fleeting, and are not worth mentioning.

If these can wash away the anger of the great God of Illusion, they are willing to abandon it all!

…

When you listen to a lot of compliments, you will find that there is no essential difference between these compliments and low-pitched ridicule.

It's just boring.

Unless you are in a good mood.

However, at this time, Ning Xiuyuan was in a good mood.

He looked at the flattering Halifax, full of ridicule.

Of course his good mood didn't stem from Halifax's airy flattery?

Rather, he will finally fulfill the prophecy of Mordiggian, the **** of shrines:

——With the crown that cannot be taken away by the Fan God, unify the fantasy and become the master of the fantasy!

…

The God of Illusions is immortal, like the great old ruler.

But even the great old ruler "God of Harvest, Shape of Green" will fall into the ghost of the white worm Rulim Shakros.

Arthur, who is anchored by the people of Zosik in the magical continent and who lavishly goes to death in the name of the clown, is in charge of the undead warlock.

With the power of the white worm, he transformed all the dream gods who challenged him into Illidheim.

When their souls are in harmony with their bodies, that is the day when Arthurs completely dominates these souls!

They will be reduced to abominable ghosts, just as they were plotting against Arthur, sinking into nothingness forever.

Eternal life, curse them!

Only when Arthur falls into a deep sleep can he regain himself briefly and embrace the freedom of nothingness.

However, how could Arthur, who is in charge of phantom sleep, fall asleep in suspended animation?

Therefore, the sad gods of dreams will forever fall into a sad and complete darkness and nothingness.

…

"The blasphemer, who refused and blasphemed me, it was you who committed the unforgivable sin..."

The great **** of sleep, Arthur, sent an oracle.

Before the oracle fell, Halifax, who was lying on the ground full of praise, trembled!

Powerless despair and fear eroded his heart.

Being a resident of the fantasy dream is the pinnacle of his impoverished and real life!

He has enjoyed the extreme luxury and glory that fantasy creatures can almost enjoy.

That is the congratulations of the gods;

That is the friend of all gods;

The floating island he created is a holy place that countless dream residents yearn for;

And he himself is also the idol of countless dreamers.

He enjoys all the glory, but even so, he is still not bored, and even more greedy.

This is also the fundamental reason why the inner devil persuaded him to agree to the plan of the gods of dreams and to calculate the **** of phantom sleep, Arthur!

Maybe he didn't even notice this.

Therefore, the more this is the case, the more he is greedy for life and fear of death!

But he dared not escape.

Because Arthur's strength has completely destroyed his courage and reason.

"However, when the lamb goes astray, I can forgive your sins, but your sins can only be washed away by action."

"Those who hide in the Sunset City and abandon the priestly corpse for vegetarian meals will be punished eventually!"

"I, Arthurs, the **** of phantom sleep, order you to gather the power of the gods, form an army of dreamers, and destroy the Sunset City!"

Ning Xiuyuan's voice was like a bell, spreading all over the floating island.

The terrified Halifax suddenly raised his head to look at Arthur, who was slowly falling, and could hardly believe his ears.

He was so excited that he was short of breath, and suddenly shouted:

"Halifax is under the command, the great **** of phantom sleep, Arthurs, the direction of your sword is the place where the Legion of Dream Makers will die!!"

When the sound fell, he grabbed the ground with his head and let out a rumbling sound.

The heartbeat of the rest of his life made him feel so good.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Arthur landed in front of him.

He raised his head tremblingly, only to see the great God of Illusionary Sleep looking at him with his father-like eyes, which made him burst into tears.

"Help me to the top, Lord of Illusions, and I will give you the law of eternal life!"

"The era of chaos ruled by the dream gods will end in my hands. And you, Halifax, will be the leader of dreams, the high priest of sleep, and the shadow of the **** who will always enjoy the glory of dreams. !"

Those words full of holy light, shining on Halifax, made him completely crazy!

Dream leader?

The High Priest of Phantom Sleep?

Shadow of God?

And...and the method of eternal life?

"Halifax, I will always follow your feet until death, if you disobey it, you will be disillusioned!"

Halifax made the most terrifying oath in her life!

He swears that he is not crazy!

Those odious and well-prepared gods can't help the great **** of phantom sleep.

Not to mention those cowards who abandoned their priesthood and indulged in the sunset city.

He had a hunch that the great Arthur would surely ascend to the top of the Dream Throne and be crowned king!

"I'll be watching you all the time."

Ning Xiuyuan smiled slightly, and quietly calmed down the [Transaction Judge] who rose up arbitrarily and completed the transaction.

"This is my supreme honor!"

Halifax knelt down again.

This time, Ning Xiuyuan never responded to him again.

—Because Ning Xiuyuan has quietly left.

Halifax didn't get up, he was still prostrate, most devout and sincere.

I don't know how long it took before he slowly stood up.

A flash of fear and joy flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He looked around and cracked into dozens of pieces, ready to seal Arthur's floating island, still maintaining a cracked state.

The islanders were dead silent.

I don't know if it's the weakness of the rest of my life after the catastrophe;

Still haven't recovered from the terrifying aftermath of the end.

They don't know, they have witnessed history.

Today's horror will become the most worthy of showing off their experience and glory in the future and even this life! !

A tsunami of public opinion is about to spread through their mouths and spread throughout the fantasy and even the universe.

…

…

On the eve of this storm.

The client, Ning Xiuyuan, quietly came to the Kardas Onyx Fortress.

He sat on the throne with a slightly relaxed mind, fell into contemplation, and reviewed today's events.

If you don't kill Halifax, of course it's useless to kill.

A mere dreamer who can't handle the wind and waves.

He also needs Halifax to lead the Dreamers and help him destroy the Sunset City.

In other words, if that's the case, why not transform him into Illidheim?

Even a ghost?

It turns out that the power of the dreamer stems from the unrestrained imagination and transcendental spirituality.

Once it becomes a ghost, it will be like a walking dead.

Transforming into Illidheim can save his mind, but it will be a complete transformation of life forms, and Ning Xiuyuan is very worried that it will also affect the power of the dream maker.

After all, the dreamer is essentially just a strand of "dream self".

Of course, this is not the root cause.

Ning Xiuyuan has two ultimate considerations:

One, in Dreamland, he was in urgent need of manpower.

Instead of dispatching troops from the real church and giving Dawn the handle, it is better to directly cultivate local forces.

Now that the dream gods have been transformed into Illidheim by him, and they are stored in the eternal space, waiting for the soul and body to harmonize, then their forces are the best candidates for inclusion.

Halifax is highly respected and has good relations with the gods of dreams, and must also know the leaders of the gods, so it is the best target for the mission.

Second, transforming Halifax into Illidheim is bound to startle the snake!

The outside world may not guess that he has replaced the white worm.

But since he can transform people into Illidheim, it is possible to transform them into ghosts.

Thinking of his move to seal the dream gods, it is not difficult for the gods to guess what his ultimate goal is? !

"Seal the gods of dreams and climb to the top of the Throne of Illusions" and "Control the gods of dreams, reach the top of the Throne of Illusions" are definitely two completely different concepts!

The former is because he is the only **** of fantasy left in the fantasy world.

For the gods, this is a great blessing.

Perhaps, it will also secretly contribute to the flames.

The latter means that a great existence comparable to an outer **** is rising.

Anyone who hears it will feel fear and hesitation!

In extreme fear, it is definitely a high probability event to have a destructive psychology, or even put it into action!

Ning Xiuyuan couldn't take this risk, nor was he willing to take it.

Things are made secret, and words are leaked.

Confidentiality is the first thing to do until something is done.

…

In fact, it seems safer to kill Halifax and the residents of the floating island.

However, if you really kill them all, I'm afraid it will make the gods even more curious!

Maybe, it will backfire and lead to a thorough investigation, which will eventually fall short and expose his purpose to the world.

The most important thing is that, in the eyes of the outside world, he Arthurs has an inexplicable relationship with the True Church;

The True Church has a close relationship with the Lord of Ice Flame, Yafumza.

Then, the sudden appearance of extreme cold power can easily lead the gods to think of Yafumza, the Lord of Ice Flame.

rather than the white worms that have long since disappeared.

This is the best decision he can make after weighing the left and right sides.

…

However, whether this is the best decision, perhaps only time will tell.

However, he sealed the dream gods and forgave the deeds of Halifax. He has already followed the Halifax soldiers out of the floating island, incorporated the power of the dream gods, and spread the dream.

For a time, the fantasy was in an uproar, and the church was boiling!