Ning Xiuyuan looked at the majestic building in front of him in despair. For a long time, he took a deep breath, stepped forward, and opened the church door.

It was quiet in the early morning, and there was no one in the palace.

Only the solemn prayer mat welcomes the return of the lampkeeper.

The dawn shines through the wall windows, illuminating the entire hall.

Ning Xiuyuan, who had just returned from the darkness, raised his head and looked greedily at the stained glass window inlaid on the wall. The dazzling brilliance filled his black eyeballs. It was mysterious, shocking and peaceful, dispelling the depressing despair brought by the endless darkness!

The god of dawn, who holds up the sun, bows his head in pity for all living beings.

When Ning Xiu looked far away, the sun suddenly burst out with endless rays of light, which was the dawn of the human world. It created circles and ripples, and the scenery on the flower window came to life.

Angels played music, harps trilled, flowers bloomed, and believers cheered.

Wherever the light spreads, it is the fire of hope, pouring into the world!

For a moment, Ning Xiuyuan was fascinated.

“It’s quite shocking!”

I don't know how long it took, but I heard a sigh of relief.

Ning Xiuyuan was startled and turned around to see it was Bishop Byron.

He was about forty years old, with sparse hair, wearing a red robe and holding a holy book. He was looking up at the stained glass window.

Ning Xiuyuan subconsciously took another look, but was surprised to find that the sun had disappeared.

——It turns out that it is the coincidence of the rising sun outside the window and the painted sun, creating a magnificent and wonderful scene in the world.

"Darkness is always disappointing, but child, you have to remember that the Lord is never far away, and He is always watching us!"

Ning Xiuyuan trembled when he heard this.

"You are too tired. Go back and have a good sleep. I will wait for you in the prayer room." Bishop Byron raised his right hand and made a sign of dawn on his chest: "May the Lord take care of you!"

Ning Xiuyuan opened his mouth, but finally suppressed all the doubts in his heart, saluted and left.

"Squeak——"

The towering copper-clad door opened wide, and many devout believers walked in.

They bumped into Ning Xiuyuan who was leaving, and subconsciously moved out of the way, with rejection and fear of the unknown in their eyes.

In this city, Ning Xiuyuan is too special.

With black hair, black eyes, a mouth full of weird language, and a very local skin color, he looks like a monster.

When he first came here, he was almost beaten to death.

Now, even if he is taken in by the Dawn Cult, the believers only lament the bishop's kindness instead of sincerely accepting him.

Ning Xiuyuan could understand the rejection and fear of the locals, but it still felt a little uncomfortable when it happened to him.

So he could only quicken his pace and walk out of the church.

His dormitory was not far from the church and was the groom's room of the stables.

The groom's house is very large, a two-story building with more than ten rooms, but most of it is vacant and currently only four grooms live there.

The stables were also empty, except for a dozen ceremonial horses.

Ning Xiuyuan guessed that this should be related to the rapid development of industry in this world.

——The transportation function of horses is being replaced by bicycles, cars, and trains, and stables are naturally gradually abandoned.

Returning to the hut, Ning Xiuyuan could no longer endure the exhaustion all night, so he fell on the hard couch and fell asleep soundly.

When I woke up, the sun was already setting in the west.

Ning Xiuyuan sat next to the hard couch, with a look of confusion on his face as he had just woken up.

He sat there for a while before coming back to his senses. After taking care of personal hygiene and other urgent matters, he immediately left the dormitory and went to visit Bishop Byron.

Judging from Bishop Byron's words, he obviously knew something.

…

The prayer room, located behind the main hall of the church, occasionally provides devout believers with private confession, somewhat similar to a confessional.

When Ning Xiuyuan knocked on the door and entered, Bishop Byron, dressed in red robes, was studying the Holy Scriptures.

He didn't dare to disturb, so he simply walked to the side and waited quietly.

"Awaited!"

After a long time, Bishop Byron raised his face and said warmly.

"It's my pleasure."

Ning Xiuyuan imitated the words of other priests and responded.

"I know you have a lot of doubts, but I can't give you a satisfactory answer. You just need to remember that everything is God's will and everything is God's grace."

"Let's go, follow me."

Bishop Byron closed the holy book, stood up, and walked towards a wall.

'Sure enough, everything is caused by the Dawn God Cult...'

Ning Xiuyuan was indifferent in his heart, and suddenly raised his eyebrows. He saw Bishop Byron raising his feet and walking through the wall, as if he had penetrated a beaded curtain.

'This world is indeed not normal!'

Ning Xiuyuan took a deep breath and ran after him.

As he approached the wall, he suppressed his instinct, opened his eyes wide, and watched helplessly as he hit the wall and crashed into a dark corridor.

The moment he stepped into the corridor, Ning Xiuyuan's expression suddenly changed.

Because he clearly heard the familiar sound of barking and muttering in the darkness, as well as the harsh sound of sharp claws scratching the stone wall.

——That's the monster in the dark.

"Only the most devout believers can go through the darkness and watch the dawn. My Lord sent you to me, but I hesitated..."

"Oh, now it seems that my faith is not as firm as I thought. Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why my Lord sent you here."

"He is testing me."

Bishop Byron's low words echoed in the corridor.

Ning Xiuyuan was shocked... Was the reason why I traveled through time caused by the God of Dawn?

Why did she choose me?

Or is it that what Bishop Byron said is just a deception?

"Can I still return to my hometown?" Ning Xiuyuan asked the question he most urgently wanted to know.

"Everyone has his or her own historical mission, and perhaps the moment the mission is completed is the moment the wish is achieved," Bishop Byron said.

mission?

Ning Xiuyuan frowned. He didn't like Bishop Byron's way of speaking. He was ambiguous and said he would wait.

"What is darkness?" Ning Xiuyuan thought for a while and asked.

"The unclean land that lingers outside time and space will always envelope the earth. As long as the candlelight does not go out, dawn will surely come."

What nonsense?

Ning Xiuyuan looked confused. He was about to speak and asked again, but at this moment, the two of them walked out of the underground corridor. The sight in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

This is an underground hall, with a thorn cage hanging in the center, and an indescribable monster imprisoned in the cage.

It looks like a pile of meat, its body is covered with all kinds of weird mouthparts, and it makes a low bark.

Countless dark iron thorn strips were tied together and pierced into its body, dripping with sticky black blood.

The blood fell into the air, seemed to pass through a transparent funnel, turned into light yellow grease, and dripped into a small-necked bottle with a sunflower mouth.

"Is this... lamp oil?" Ning Xiuyuan was stunned.

"It's called the Son of Fire, an extraordinary creature born in the abyss... Arthurs, if you have the opportunity to obtain extraordinary power, are you willing to pay the price of facing madness?"

Bishop Byron asked suddenly in the middle of the introduction.

"If gaining extraordinary power can better guard the dawn, then I am willing."

Ning Xiuyuan's heart trembled, he was silent for a moment, and thought about it.

Bishop Byron nodded with satisfaction. He walked around the thorn cage and pushed open a door.

Ning Xiuyuan quickly chased after him.

This is a rather cramped stone room with only a wooden shelf filled with bottles and cans.

"Extraordinary comes from extraordinary characteristics. As long as you master extraordinary characteristics, any creature or even any item can be extraordinary."

Bishop Byron picked up a glass bottle with the sun-eating green lion symbol printed on it and introduced:

"Well, this is the extraordinary property extracted from the body of the Son of Fire. It can transform all liquids into flammable and explosive substances. However, once you take it, you will always be afraid of a certain liquid. As for what this liquid is?
To be continued...