Evening Bell Church

Chapter 630 The God of Dreams
Su Ge felt that he was constantly falling, and then he suddenly found that his body was not in the dark abyss, but entered some vague mist.

In that mist, Su Ge heard terrifying roars and saw countless winged monsters.

"I started dreaming again." Su Ge was very calm, because he had seen this scene several times.

In a trance, he came to a world of green mountains and green waters.

Sunny and colorful.

The giant dragon in the distance roared past with a strong wind, and the pillars supporting the world could be faintly seen at the end of the world.

On the other side, thick smoke billowed, and countless huge lava monsters were fighting with each other.

"Wait, this is not the world Ada brought me to!"

Su Ge hadn't seen such a scene in the past few times he came here.

He immediately felt a sense of crisis, his falling body was accompanied by thunder and storm, silver-gray armor, pitch-black cloak, and delicate silver-white fluffy cape covered his body.

Click!

The thunder and lightning struck a group of strong winds, and immediately formed a silver-gray majestic ghost mask, which Su Ge held in his hand and put on his face.

With his cloak on, Su Ge cautiously stood in mid-air and watched the surrounding situation.

"Here I can exert all my divine power, which means that this place is still a dream." Suge thought to himself, squeezed Gungnir tightly, and looked around with his eyes that see everything.

"This is... a world engraved in the past." Su Ge was a little surprised.

"Yes, here is indeed a world engraved in the past, and it is also a world that I have witnessed in my life."

A calm and hoarse voice sounded, although there was no hostility, it made Su Ge's heart beat faster.

Because the owner of this voice actually escaped his divine power.

Turning his head slightly, the eyes burning with will-o'-the-wisps under the mask looked behind him.

There stood a man.

The man was wearing a somewhat worn-out gray windbreaker and trousers, with a top hat on his head. He looked about 50 years old, with a lantern hanging around his waist, like an ordinary night watchman.

The strangest thing about him is his eyes. Those pale eyes without pupils do not have any sense of terror, but are full of wisdom and depth.

"Old Wes?" Seeing this man, Su Ge's tone was a little surprised.

This person was the mysterious man who had rescued him from his old dreams several times, Old Wes.

He has a very powerful ability to control dreams, and has experienced a very long time.

At the beginning, Su Ge thought he was an immortal who was proficient in dream knowledge, but now it seems that Su Ge underestimated him.

Su Ge continued: "You are the Great God of Dreams, the Lord Byron who is known as the source of human mystery."

After hearing this, Old Weiss had a nostalgic expression on his face: "Emperor Byron, this is already a long, long, long-lasting name, so long ago that I almost forgot that I was ever called that."

"You really are not dead." Su Ge said seriously.

Old Weiss sighed: "The Great God is really hard to die. Although the Great God is not as good as those orthodox gods in terms of theocracy, the Great God is integrated into the rules after all, even those natural gods, even those who came here from other worlds All the god kings are dead, and the great gods can still survive. We who have become the original, as long as this world still exists, we will not perish."

"As long as someone can still dream, I can follow this dream and continue to live."

Su Ge fell silent after hearing this. He thought of the confidence of the great god in his eyes just now, and the great god of death who had died countless times, but was still like a dog's skin plaster.

"Then Lord Byron, what are your plans for bringing me here?" Su Ge was very wary of this mysterious great god.

Now, he doesn't have much trust in the native gods of this world.

Old Wess smiled and said, "Don't call me by that name, just call me Old Wess. My full name is Wess Byron. This is the name I gave myself."

Su Ge didn't speak, the eyes under the mask were still staring at him.

Old Weiss sighed: "Don't be so wary of me. You and I both have the ability to control dreams. According to the law that there is only one god in a root, don't you think this is a bit contradictory?"

Su Ge was silent for a second, then he was shocked and said, "You gave me the power of my dream!?"

Old Weiss laughed and nodded: "Otherwise?"

thump!
The icy heart seemed to have awakened something, and it beat suddenly.

This strike was like a war drum full of traces of time, beating out special notes from ancient times.

Old Weiss pointed to Suge's chest: "Look, he still knows me."

Su Ge put his hand on his chest, looked at Old Weiss and asked seriously, "What's going on?"

"Let's talk in another place! There are many stories that can be told here."

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April 7848, 4, the third day of Su Ge's disappearance.

Frost Dragon Valley in the northern part of the Alliance Empire.

Geros led a group of werewolves with long white fur, weapons and leather clothes standing on the sea level.

These werewolves are all believers from the Guinness Church of the Evening Bell.

The reason why they became like this is because they were protected by the seal of the Apocalypse Hunting of Geros, and after mastering a lot of knowledge related to cold, their bodies evolved in a specific way to cope with this abnormally cold weather.

Now the entire Frost Dragon Valley is sunken and the huge sea level has been completely frozen.

This is also the first time in the last 300 years of Frost Dragon Valley that this most important port has been frozen.

boom!
In another section of the valley, there was a violent explosion at this time, and even the mountains on both sides began to shake violently.

Geros was wearing the windbreaker uniform of the Evening Bell Church, holding a long frost sword and not wearing a mask.

The golden vertical pupil looked at the direction of the sound, and a special magnetic voice came out: "This will be your last madness."

boom!
Another huge explosion sounded, and at this time, with the help of a group of Evening Bell Cultists, a large number of two-meter-tall, robust little giants quickly left the house in the valley and ran towards this side.

"Report to the apostle, a total of 320 six frost giants have all been evacuated." Accompanied by the strong wind, a three-meter-tall werewolf roared over and reported loudly.

Geros nodded, looked at the wolf smoke in the distance and said, "Begin to evacuate."

Hearing the life, the werewolf raised his head, and a high-pitched and long wolf howl came out of his mouth, far, far away towards the snow-covered sea.

"Jeros!"

Accompanied by a roar full of anger, two dazzling rays of light flew from a distance and landed on the shore in the blink of an eye.

Archbishop Saru and Laurie have arrived.

"Let's see where you are going to escape this time!" At this time, Laurie's changes were very obvious. A lot of red hair grew on the top of his head, and his eyes were still shining with abnormal red.

Although Saru was relatively better, he obviously felt that his breathing was getting heavier, and waves of inhuman growls came from his throat.

Looking at the two former colleagues, Geros stepped forward and said: "You who have reached the brink of destruction, what are you still praying for? What are you still roaring about?"

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you traitor!" Laurie growled with a distorted expression.

That battle and the constant reversals at the beginning were a huge shadow in his life.

Archbishop Saru pulled out his gorgeous long sword, stared at Geros and said, "You heathens will die here today, and the next two days will be the end of your Evening Bell Church."

Geros took a step forward: "Apocalypse? You must have made a mistake, right? You will be the ones facing the apocalypse."

boom!
There was another loud explosion, accompanied by bloody ripples. Thousands of priests of all kinds rushed here in a special vehicle, besieging Geros and the others on the sea.

These priests could clearly feel his eyes flickering constantly at this time, and whenever he struggled and flinched, he would be corrected by a special red light and return to a madman.

"You will surely die today!" Laurie roared, leading his men to rush over frantically.

Geros flicked the long sword of frost: "Rise from the dark frost! Servant of my lord! My companion! My compatriots!"

The frightening cold wind suddenly blew from behind Geros to the front.

Archbishop Saru brandished his long sword, and a huge golden light enveloped all the priests, which completely offset the terrifying cold wind.

"Your bell bearer is dead! Let's see how arrogant you can be!" Laurie's expression became even more distorted.

Geros said calmly: "Then take a look around you first!"

Ahhhhh!
As soon as the voice fell, Laurie heard a scream coming from his ear.

At the same time, he felt a chill in the back of his head, as if something terrifying was lying on his neck.

In an instant, his body turned into a streak of darkness and disappeared.

When he looked over again, his eyes tightened for a while.

At this time, two ghostly pale souls with weapons in their hands appeared in the original place without knowing it.

The eyes of these souls burn with will-o'-the-wisps, filled with malice and rage.

Before Laurie could stand still, the two spirits rushed over fiercely again and attacked him.

"Get out!" Laurie roared, and a circle of dark red ripples suddenly spread out, completely breaking up the two souls.

Turning around, I found that every clergyman had one or two such strange souls around him.

The screams came again, and Laurie found a soul hugging the head of a clergyman. With a burst of screams, the clergyman turned into an ice sculpture and died completely.

"Don't touch them!" Saru roared, swung the long sword in his hand, and a golden light burst out, pushing all these souls away.

Each of these souls can be called an extremely aggressive bomb, and they are between the virtual and the real, not afraid of death, very dangerous.

The army of thousands of priests was completely held back by these souls.

Seeing this, an angry Laurie took out a blood-red skull from his arms and crushed it suddenly.

Accompanied by a strange huge ripple, the blood-red ripple directly swept away all the souls around.

When he looked forward again, he found bursts of faint blue flames suddenly burning under the feet of Geros and the others.

Then countless ghosts emerged from the sea, hugging everyone standing there.

There were more and more strange ghost lights, and finally a large number of ghost lights penetrated from the ice surface, forming a huge battleship 50 meters high.

This battleship seemed to have no entity, and after appearing directly through the ice, it took everyone away.

The ghosts were still howling, and even the soldiers and sailors on the ship were scary ghosts and skeletons.

"Vikuras' ghost fleet!?" Bishop Saru was shocked when he saw this scene.

More ghost lights appeared, and dozens of huge ships floated up from below the sea level, protecting Geros and others in the middle.

Countless ghosts are flying, and the weird and illusory ghost sailors are laughing at the priests.

"Hit! Shoot them down!" Laurie yelled, squeezing something.

Then there was a loud noise in the distance, and countless shells fell from the sky and fired at the fleet.

Facing these attacks, the Ghost Fleet set up a shield to block the first round of attacks, and at the same time the entire fleet sank rapidly.

After about ten seconds, all the ships sank into the icy sea and disappeared.

Ahhhhh!

Accompanied by a roar of incomparable anger, countless long blood-red hairs burst out from Laurie's body, and the bones creaked in the mutant.

Accompanied by countless blood splatters, it turned into a skinny, huge, terrifying creature like a dog.

"What are we for?"

"What the hell are we doing?"

"What exactly are we?"

Witnessing Laurie's terrifying mutation, the seeds Su Ge had planted for the clergy took root in an instant.

Under the huge self-doubt, hundreds of clergymen's bodies became extremely distorted, and finally turned into monsters one by one in the blood splattered.

As Su Ge said before, they don't need to do it themselves to destroy them. When the time comes, they will destroy themselves.

Geros and others, who were gradually sinking into the sea, clearly saw everything that happened on the shore.

Beside him stood a man in a cowboy hat and navy uniform, with a shark-headed middle-aged ghost on his back.

This ghost has even gotten rid of the ghost's posture and come to a substantial form.

"You bell bearers are very accurate." The ghost stroked his beard and said calmly.

Geros didn't speak, with a trace of regret on his face.

The ghost asked again: "Seeing my former juniors and colleagues become like this, do you feel a little sad?"

Geros shook his head: "It's just a pity that they don't know the truth of what they know and believe until they die."

The ghost sighed: "Don't talk about them, I don't even know if you don't."

This ghost is the commander of the Vikuras ghost fleet, called Haijie.

In the 300 years since the ghost fleet appeared, he has been leading it back and forth in various oceans.

Geros successfully conquered the Ghost Fleet three days ago and made it bow to the might of the Evening Bell.

Immediately after receiving information from Adeline, she began to prepare to leave.

However, it was attacked by the Church of the Holy Blood on the second day, and the two sides fought for more than a day. In the end, Geros calmly withdrew in this posture.

"Where are we going?" Haijie asked.

"Fringe Islands."

(End of this chapter)