People Are in the Kingdom of God, and They Have Just Taken Place in the Adult Room Chapter 393

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Before dawn, the Pope's thoughts subconsciously denied it.

Although Zenosogris, the **** of mourners, is in charge of the death of the gods, the **** of fantasy is immortal, and no one can kill them except the fan gods.

Therefore, Senosogris, the **** of mourners, will never reap the death of the **** of dreams.

Because it's simply a waste of effort.

In fact, he had never heard that Xenosogris would appear when the Dream God died.

If so, when Arthur slaughtered the dream gods, he should have appeared.

Thinking of this, Pope Dawn was multitasking and answered Patriarch Byron's doubts:

"It's hard to say, maybe it's just that the clown itself is special."

"special?"

"Some people who are trying to explore the gates of death and beyond life will also attract the attention of Senosogris."

Patriarch Byron was silent.

"It's hard work, I have informed Sister Lucini, you can find her for psychotherapy."

Pope Dawn euphemistically issued an expulsion order.

"Thank you, the Pope, for your concern!"

"Go, may my Lord bless you!"

Patriarch Byron saluted his chest and turned away.

Pope Dawn turned around and sat in front of the confession fresco, looking at the crystal lantern in front of him, and suddenly recited a prayer in a low voice while his thoughts were spinning.

"Walking in the footsteps of collective consciousness and dreams, echoing in the ravings of all beings' sleep and sleep, the keeper of the gate of eternal sleep, the protector of sleep and good dreams, your admirers, I pray for your gaze and blessings!"

—This is the prayer of Arthurs, the **** of phantom sleep.

The sound fell, the hall was quiet, there was no light and shadow changes, and no words echoed.

Dawn Pope's face became more serious.

He pondered for a while, then recited an obscure prayer again.

—This is the prayer of [God of Illusions, God of Fungi, Robigius].

Unlike the prayer to Arthur, the **** of phantom sleep, the light and shadow in front of him suddenly distorted as soon as the prayer fell.

A well-proportioned and handsome man appeared from the light and shadow.

He looked at Pope Dawn with complicated eyes and saluted his chest.

"Robigius, I have seen Pope Dawn!"

"Excuse me, the great **** of fungi, I have an unkind request."

Pope Dawn also stood up and rubbed his chest in salute.

In his opinion, the so-called weakness of the God of Illusions is just the jealousy of the envious.

Although he also knew that becoming the **** of illusions would be assimilated by illusions sooner or later, the so-called immortality and immortality was just a joke.

But this is not the reason why he neglected the existence in front of him.

"I promised Christiana that I could help the Dawn Church three times. If my long memory is not wrong, this should be the third time."

The **** of fungi whispered.

The Christiana in his mouth was the former owner of the Mother of All Living Beings that Arthurs took.

No one knows that Christiana's creation of life has attracted the favor of the fungus god.

There is an unknown bond between the two.

This bond even extended to the Church of Dawn.

In other words, the reason why the Church of Dawn obtained the "Double Crown" was the help of the God of Fungi.

"The church of Dawn always remembers your help. Dawn hereby promises that you can ask the church for help at any time if you need it."

Pope Dawn said in a deep voice, and after speaking, he said, "I need Your Excellency to return to the onyx fortress of Cardas and confirm whether Arthur, the **** of phantom sleep, is sitting on his throne."

The God of Fungi looked stunned: "That's all?"

"For Your Excellency, this matter is within reach; but for Dawn, it is an area that will never be touched."

Pope Dawn said modestly.

The God of Fungi smiled lightly, and there was a hint of usefulness on his face.

The onyx fortress of Kadas in the dreamland is the palace of the gods of the dreamland!

It is really hard to reach for the Dawn God Cult.

In fact, even for the God of Illusions, it is not easy to reach Kadath.

Extraordinary people often use fantasy realms as shortcuts, traversing stars and rivers and continents.

But as a resident of Fantasyland, what should I do?

The land can only be measured by footsteps, even if it is the **** of illusions.

But the God of Illusions can finally reach Kadas!

"...in the form of death!"

Not waiting for the **** of fungi to agree, Pope Dawn suddenly added.

"What did you say?"

The God of Fungi was stunned.

For the dream gods, in theory, there are two ways to go to Kadath.

One is to measure with feet;

There is also a natural death, and then resurrection on the throne of the great hall of the onyx fortress.

"I need... to confirm immediately if Arthur is resurrected on the throne."

Pope Dawn lowered his eyebrows, and his peripheral vision fell on the candle of life.

The candle is out, the wick is broken.

Even if Arthur was resurrected again, the candle of life lost its anchor.

He needs to determine immediately if Arthur will be resurrected on the throne of the Great Hall of the Onyx Fortress? !

"Although I promised Christiana..."

"This is the last request!"

Pope Dawn stroked his chest and bent over.

The God of Fungi's face became gloomy and uncertain, and after a long while, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Forget it! Let's do it!"

"excuse me!"

A chill came from the neck of the **** of fungi. Even the **** of fungi, who had died countless times, felt a deep emptiness and emptiness from this chill.

That is absolute death!

At that moment, he suspected that it was Pope Dawn deliberately taking the opportunity to fight him.

He even wanted to resist.

But at this moment, the burst of thoughts suddenly extinguished and dissipated.

he died!

The **** of fungi, Robigius, is dead!

The hall was quiet, with giant pillars poking into the sky.

The odious and monotonous drum beats and the flutes that defile all beings are like terrors lurking in the dark, desecrating the source of consciousness of all beings.

In the depths of this indescribable palace of the gods, there was a sudden noise, which dilutes the delusional babble from the boundless sky. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

I saw the God of Fungi appear on the throne composed of dense strains.

He glanced at the densely packed Throne, and after confirming that no one was there, the heavy weight in his heart leaked, and he couldn't help complaining.

"Simply terrible!"

"Yeah, really bad."

"Who?"

The God of Fungi's complexion changed greatly, and there was still not a single figure around him.

"...Arthurs?"

he asked tentatively.

Yes, that sigh is clearly a disgusting blasphemer - Arthurs!

"Your reaction is exactly the same as that of a ghoul hiding in a corpse pit, a poor and stupid lucky person."

"Bastard! Come out to me!"

The **** of fungi seems to be out of breath, and the power of fungi has spread out.

"I was in charge of the mother of all living beings and created countless creatures, including fungi. The ecological chain of the green orcs is my masterpiece, Robigius, are you... interested?"

"Mother of all creatures? Mother of all creatures from Christiana?"

"That's right!"

"This feature is still in your hands?"

"Do you want it?"

"What's the price?"

"Destroy the Sunset City!"

The **** of fungi narrowed his eyes, and the fungi filled the air outlined a man wearing armor on the throne of the **** of phantom sleep.

'Frightened mouse! '

The God of Fungi sneered in his heart. He was about to answer when an illusory prayer came.

- Exactly the prayer of Pope Dawn.

"I need to think about it."

"I'm waiting for your reply."

The voice fell, and the God of Fungi responded to the prayers of the believers, and the figure disappeared from the throne.

"People are in the kingdom of God, just become human containment ( to find the latest chapter!

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