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In the dim room.

A young man suddenly woke up screaming. He was covered in cold sweat. There were traces of tearing on the bed. His palm was pierced by his fingertips due to excessive force. Drops of blood fell down his fingers.

"demon!……"

He hugged his head in pain, knocked his forehead hard, and murmured: "Why do you dream of something like a demon?"

The cries of insects came from all around.

The young man pushed open the door and walked out. It was a small manor. It seemed that his family was in a good place. He was standing in the moonlight in thin clothes. The weather was already a little cold at this time, but he didn't seem to care at all. The young man stood outside and took a deep breath to calm down for a moment, and then he calmed down a little.

“Huh?”

He looked down at his palm. He didn't know when the scars in his palm had healed, and the blood marks cut by his nails had now become very shallow. He seemed a little unbelievable, and raised his palm and placed it in the moonlight to observe. Only then did he confirm that the wound was healing almost soon. If you observe carefully, you could even see the traces disappearing slowly little by little.

"How is this possible?" He looked at himself with a look of surprise, and suddenly found that he could see things in the darkness. Although he could see some of it before, he was definitely not as clear as it is now.

He looked around in disbelief and murmured, "What's wrong with me? What the hell is going on?"

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In the remote monastery.

A female screamed in depression from the room. The door was suddenly knocked open. Then an old nun rushed in. She raised her hand and recited a spell. A faint light appeared on her fingertips. She stared at the girl in front of her with some concern. The other party was wearing very ordinary linen clothes and looked very pretty. At this moment, she covered her head with pain, and her expression was a little distorted.

"Lianna. What's wrong with you?"

The old slim fit reached out to hug the girl in front of her, shaking her constantly trying to wake her up, but the girl seemed to be still in a nightmare, and her face became paler and paler.

——"Protect evil!"

The old nun cast a spell at a rapid speed, and a holy light appeared and enveloped the other party. The young girl's expression became calmer, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

She shouted in fear, threw herself into the arms of the old nun, and said whimperingly: "Madam Isharo. I...I...I just...I saw the demon again!..."

The old nun clasped her palm tightly and said in a deep voice: "Pray to Ms. Silver Moon quickly."

"The goddess will protect her believers!"

The girl stood up tremblingly, knelt on the bed and began to pray. As her prayer rays appeared, the divine power condensed in the monastery began to gather on her, and the girl's fear expression became calmer and calmer. This is the monastery that believes in Ms. Silver Moon. Since Ms. Silver Moon mastered some of the clergy that protects women, many such monasteries, which are entirely made of nuns have been put into Ms. Silver Moon's arms.

Ms. Silver Moon’s church has undergone considerable changes over the years. The number of female priests among believers is increasing. The church has gradually regarded milk as a symbol of motherhood and the source of female power. Milk has begun to play an extremely important role in many rituals. This means that Ms. Silver Moon may involve more priesthood areas, because women, milk, and nurturing are extended to many priesthood areas. If Ms. Silver Moon merges these priesthoods, it is very likely to return to powerful divine power.

The divine light gradually faded away.

The girl finally stood up calmly. She glanced at the old nun in front of her and whispered: "The demons in my heart can never be removed. They are becoming more and more scared to me. Madam Isaro! Is it because I am not firm enough in Ms. Silver Moon?"

The old nun reached out and hugged her, patted her back gently, and said slowly: "My dear Liana, you are definitely the most devout believer of the goddess. Please believe me, the goddess will never allow the demon to hurt you, she has been watching you."

"She loves you as much as her own daughter!"

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In the dark basement, small villages in the wilderness, and dead castles, similar scenes continued to happen. Many people woke up from nightmares this night. When they opened their eyes, the whole world had become different.

In a gloomy canyon, a strange man stood in the moonlight. He stared into the distance, with a strange smile on his lips, and murmured: "My dear brothers and sisters! You finally woke up!"

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

His figure flew out and jumped directly from the cliff dozens of meters high. Then he gradually became blurred and quickly left in the distance.

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In a place further north than the far north.

Around them are glaciers and mountains, and the sea can be seen in the distance, but this season has completely frozen. In this rare ice and snow country, a tower that penetrates the sky stands in the center, and its height is beyond the mortals' estimate. Even Soren is here, he will doubt whether the technological civilization of the interstellar era can build such a tower with a strange shape but as stable as a rock. It has been erected for tens of millions of years in the bitter cold wind, and is still intact and without any damage.

"teacher."

A handsome young man came to the top of the tower, which was an ancient astrology platform. He stood respectfully behind and whispered: "The believers of the Demon God have begun to spread chaos and fear. They have awakened the Son of God in advance. Should we do something at this time?"

An old man with white hair turned his mind. He was wearing a gray wizard robe and his snow-white beard almost dragged to the ground. He glanced at the apprentice behind him and said slowly: "Miadod, you must always remember that we are observers. Our task is to observe the changes in this world, not to interfere in the changes in this world."

The handsome boy seemed a little hesitant, struggled for a while before retorting: "But if the teacher does not interfere, the fearful demon god will be resurrected with the body of his offspring, then the world will be shrouded in the shadow of fear again. This is a demon god with powerful divine power. If he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult for him to die in the future."

The old man sighed softly and said slowly: "Miadod, remember that we are neutrals, neither righteous nor evil. Only in this way will the gods allow us to exist all the time."

"Besides, the resurrection of the gods is not that easy."

The handsome boy seemed a little dissatisfied and whispered: "Then why did the God of Tyranny be successfully resurrected?"

The old man seemed helpless. He glanced at the disciple in front of him and slowly said, "The gods need to meet many conditions to resurrection. The body of the mortals cannot bear their power, even if these people are their offspring, they will strip away the divine power before resurrection and gradually disperse it into the bodies of those offspring. The stronger the divine power, the more they need to share the burden. After his death, this divine power will gradually gather, and many of the offspring they left will fight for and kill because of their pursuit of power."

"In the end, fewer and fewer descendants with divine power, and the remaining descendants become stronger and stronger."

"The powerful descendants and the gathered divine power are only part of the resurrection of the gods, and more importantly, the power of faith. All divine power is generated by the transformation of priesthood into faith. The most critical part is the control of the power of faith. The Son of God has the divine power brought by the priesthood, but they are not the gods believed in and prayed by believers. If the believers are still praying to the original gods, then his will can be reunited into the body where the divine power is. He lurks in the body of the descendants for a long time, using the power of faith to repair his soul, and ultimately completely regain the power inherited by the Son of God."

"So the God of Killing failed to resurrection because his chief priest betrayed him, and his followers had long stopped praying to him."

"But the tyranny God was resurrected because his believers still maintain their faith in him."

The handsome boy seemed to have some understanding and looked up and said, "Teacher, then is it impossible for the fearful demon god to be resurrected this time?"

The old man was so angry that he knocked his head with a wooden stick, and said in a deep voice: "Always remember that we are neutral observers."

"No one can predict the future."

"But the church of the gods will certainly not allow believers who fear the demons spread chaos everywhere. It is estimated that they will be severely hit soon. If the believers who fear the demons have decreased a lot, then he will lose the source of the power of faith. There are not enough believers who pray in his name, and even if the Son of God successfully meets the conditions for his resurrection in the future, he will never be able to be resurrected."

The pretty boy actually didn't understand.

However, he roughly heard that the possibility of fearful demon resurrection was not high, so his expression seemed very happy and said happily: "Teacher. I'll make tea for you and use your favorite southern tea."

The old man sighed helplessly.

He kept staring in the direction of the extreme north, his eyes seemed to have passed through the space and saw an extremely gorgeous light curtain. The light curtain fell from the sky, looking so beautiful.
Chapter completed!