Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 492 The power of faith

In the eyes of Klein, who is the "child of fantasy", the current Russell is almost equal to the fantasy world itself.

And Russell has the unique flavor of "Dream".

"What do you think?" Russell asked.

"It's very weird." Klein thought for a while and said, "Your current state is more like the 'Origin Castle' and I before the angels."

"Haha!" Russell clapped his hands gently, "This metaphor can't be said to be wrong."

"But the truth still has to be seen by yourself to be shocking enough." Russell became the Riddler he hated most, "Aren't you a 'divinationist'? You can also do some divination."

"..." Klein was speechless. It was predicted that "Supreme Dream" would really die.

"This is not a bad thing, it is an attempt by Truman and I." Russell said, "You..."

He hesitated for a while and then said, "My understanding of 'Origin Castle' is actually very limited, far inferior to Truman. Let me ask you, can you unravel the connection with it?"

Klein didn't know why he mentioned "Origin Castle" again, but he still shook his head honestly.

"That'll be troublesome. I may not be able to help you..." Russell muttered.

"Your diary has helped me a lot." Klein blinked and looked at Russell's appearance and couldn't help but say one more thing.

"Of course, this is really a wonderful move!" Russell seemed very proud.

But after he saw the subtle expression on Klein's face, his expression changed.

"No! What are the records in those diaries you collected?!" Russell felt that things were a little beyond his control.

As a serious person's diary, the diaries now released are all carefully selected by Russell, so that fellow villagers can quickly understand the world.

"...The witch tastes really good!" Klein seemed to realize something and joked.

Russell took a deep breath, the expression on his face was extremely wonderful.

"No, I didn't. This is false!" Russell denied it three times.

"Damn Truman! If I couldn't beat him, I would have sent him to Chick's Kingdom of God!" Russell's teeth itched with hatred.

"Ahem!" Klein couldn't help but take a look at the outside world. The fantasy world was essentially Truman's territory.

"Well, there are also 'Secret Succubi' and 'Dream Tang Monk'." Klein added that it was definitely the most exciting diary he had ever obtained.

"Uh, um..." Russell felt guilty for no reason.

Well! These two guys were actually just making trouble and insulting each other. The diary was exaggerated... Klein understood the dirty tricks.

"Ahem, it's all slander anyway!" Russell defended weakly.

"Go back quickly. In the next period of time, you probably won't have any free time. As for the future, it won't be as easy for you to see me..."

Russell directly used the authority of the illusion world to throw Klein out of the Tower of Babel.

Klein laughed dumbly. Was he angry with embarrassment? Just imagine if you wrote a diary and exposed your embarrassing things to the public, it would really be a social disaster...

"But take more care of these fellow curly-haired baboons in the future!" Russell's voice rang in Klein's ears.

Taking care of the curly baboons... Klein frowned and spiritually sensed something, but because it involved too high a level, he couldn't accurately grasp it. "I will." Klein waved towards the Tower of Babel and exited the illusion world.

The first time Klein returned to the real world, he felt a vague danger.

He came to the window and looked at the northern sky, which was vaguely orange-red at dusk.

A picture immediately appeared in Klein's mind. It was an airship with the characteristics of the Church of the God of War.

Under the cover of Feysac's military "weather warlock", the airship has entered the hinterland of Loen and arrived in Winter County.

Sure enough, Fusac and the Church of the God of War withdrew all the troops originally guarding the Solomon Empire, and the whole nation held back the holy war legions of Loen and the Church of the Night.

Among them, the most elite and powerful group even ventured directly into Loen and raided the most important churches in the Church of Night!
These churches represent the majesty of the Night Goddess, and if destroyed, the faith of many believers may be shaken.

Among them, the Church of Tranquility, as the most important church of the Church of the Night, naturally bears most of the pressure from the Church of God of War and the Church of Mother Earth.

"At this time, the defense is suffering too much." Klein looked at the orange sky and frowned slightly.

"The goddess of night, who is nobler than the starry sky and longer than eternity..."

The most devout prayers came from the Serenity Church, and the prayers turned into waves and tides, heading towards the entire Winter County.

The Holy Emblem of Darkness was brought out and hung at the top of the Serenity Church. The stars on the dark black background became even brighter because of the sound of prayers. The crimson moon was like a blood-stained, crystal-clear moon.

Invisibly, a protective power spread out, covering the entire Winter County in a few breaths.

This is the deepening of the power of the "Night Watch" domain, directly covering a county, and this is not the limit.

Angels can do this, but the current situation is that the dark holy symbol is not a zero-level sealed object, and no angel or even demigod has taken action.

Everything arises from the power of faith, and the devout can be protected.

Da da da!
The airship's machine gun spit out countless tongues of flame, and countless bullets were fired in one second, followed by artillery and bombs...

These attacks are not directed at the Serenity Temple, but at the ordinary residents of Cold Winter County. As long as these people are fearful and their faith is shaken, this realm will be destroyed.

This is already a war where everything is on the line between Fusac and the Church of the God of War, so naturally they will not hold anything back.

"Damn it!" Klein's face darkened slightly. The Dream Sect clearly stipulates that civilians cannot be massacred!

But now the Church of God of War is close to madness and will no longer worry about the accountability of Dream Sect in the future.

If he wins, the God of War will naturally have a certain amount of confidence to face the "Supreme Dream". Once he loses, everything is lost...

"They were naked, without food or clothing, and without shelter from the cold..."

"They were soaked by the heavy rain, and because they had no shelter, they clung to the rock..."

"The night did not give up on them and gave them favor!"

The prayers in the quiet church gradually evolved into chanting, and the singing rang out in the quiet church, carrying holiness and hope.

All the bullets and artillery shells that entered Cold Winter County lost their power before exerting their corresponding force, like raindrops falling to the ground.

"This kind of power..." Klein exclaimed in wonder as he had never seen such a pure power of faith, and he yearned for it inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)