At the moment when he caressed his chest and performed the dawn ceremony, Ning Xiuyuan sighed quietly in his heart.

Although I had already guessed this possibility and was mentally prepared, my heart was still extremely heavy.

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

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

But with his shallow knowledge of mysticism, even a little speculation made his scalp numb!

for example:

The son of vanity·Rashomon.

This kind of existence between reality and fiction, whether it continues or not depends entirely on the patient's thoughts, and it is almost impossible to detect it.

Even if Rashomon knows the knowledge of [Disease Deceiver] in the future, he will not notice anything abnormal.

Because his existence is based on his mother's illness.

In this world, apart from his mother, only Ning Xiuyuan could strip away his life.

Of course, higher authority is not excluded.

etc!

With his thoughts flowing here, Ning Xiuyuan thought, could he also be the son of vanity?

After thinking for a moment, he rejected this possibility.

Because he died.

The reason why he still exists is because he went back in time from Msisha's [Wild Hunt].

In short, an ordinary disease fraudster can cause fatal consequences, let alone the God of Dawn who has come into contact with countless extraordinary powers?

This kind of intimidating attitude 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 a true old god and an old ruler.

Thinking of this, Ning Xiuyuan's desire to replace [High-level Characteristic: Immortal Warlock] became even stronger.

The immortality characteristic that anchors the past, if true, will undoubtedly be a vital life-saving trump card!

After all, there is hope only when you are alive, right?

…

…

"Excuse me, Sister Angela, may I take up a moment of your time?"

After completing today's diagnosis and treatment, Angela was blocked by someone as soon as she walked out of the mission hospital.

He looked up and saw that the person was wearing a black priest's uniform. He should be a church priest, but his face was a little unfamiliar.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Isaac. I have just been transferred from Plit City. I want to consult you on something?"

"You said." Angela nodded.

"This is a long story, why not find a coffee shop, sit down and chat slowly?" Father Isaac suggested.

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

Angela shook her head.

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

She has already begun compiling a book called "A Guide to Common and Difficult Diseases".

She wanted to compile this book as soon as possible.

Because every day it is compiled, one more person may be treated.

"That's fine. I heard that you have a close personal relationship with Lord Arthur, so I want to get to know Lord Arthur."

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

"That's right, I'm also a dream-type transcendent, so I want to get to know Arthur better so that the path to transcendence can be more secure."

Father Isaac gave a random excuse.

"Is that so?" Angela nodded: "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I can't help you. Not long after Arthur became a transcendent, he left Francis for some reason. I don't know what supernatural properties he took subsequently."

"Where did you go after leaving Francis?" Isaac was shocked.

"I don't know. If you have a chance, you can ask Patriarch Byron. He may know something." Angela shook her head.

"That's it!"

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

He was too hasty.

Angela silently caressed her chest and saluted, then left with her shoulders crossed.

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

"Dong dong dong..."

"Please come in!"

Sister Serra, the abbess of the nunnery, raised her face, and when she saw that the person coming was Angela, her expression suddenly softened, and a kind smile appeared on her face:

"Has the medical book been compiled? Sister Angela."

"Not yet, Mr. Dean." Angela stroked her chest and said the dawn salute.

"What difficulties are you encountering? Don't worry and say it boldly. If you need my help, I will do my best to help you solve it."

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

"Thank you, Mr. Dean."

Angela sat down and felt that the dean was unusually enthusiastic today.

She didn't have time to think too much and said: "Sir, dean, has the church transferred a group of priests from Prit City?"

"Is this happening? What's wrong?"

"Today, a man named Father Isaac asked me about Mr. Arthurs. I felt something was not right... Of course, this may be because I am overthinking."

Angela said.

What she said should actually be reported to the Bishop.

But she still chose to ask the dean.

Even though she was focused on compiling medical books, she was actually somewhat aware of Francis' subtle situation.

She suspected that Father Isaac, who had no foundation in Francis, had most likely taken refuge with Bishop Alfred.

Then it would be worth guessing if he inquired about Arthurs' thoughts.

"That's right, maybe it's because Arthurs has become a new god!" Sister Sera said with a smile.

"Newly promoted to god?" Angela looked surprised and said hesitantly: "Hasn't he been promoted to demigod a long time ago?"

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

"This is the newly revised holy scripture, "Our Lord's Apostle·Section 6·Paragraph 3". Take a look for yourself."

Angela took the holy book with hesitation and skillfully opened the part about our Lord's apostles.

She searched for the chapter and excerpted the sentence. The words that came into her eyes made her pupils dilate, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Sister Sera.

Jianshui's eyes clearly shone with unbelievable horror!

"Master Dean, this is..."

Before she finished speaking, Angela lowered her head again to confirm the black and white words on the paper.

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

"Bishop Arthurs has been successfully crowned as the God of Dreams, standing at the right and left of my lord, guarding the door of eternal sleep, and protecting sleep and sweet 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 was crowned a god.

If Angela has the means and scheming, she can gain endless benefits!

Compared to Sister Sera's realistic considerations, Angela was completely at a loss.

She glanced at the short description in the "Sacred Scripture of Dawn" over and over again, and emotions 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 in her memory, who was always smiling, kind and full of wisdom, with the unreachable gods.

Absurdity, trembling, excitement, fantasy, envy, inferiority... many emotions emerged from her heart.
To be continued...