Chapter 491: The Power of Faith

In the eyes of Klein, who is a "Child of Fantasy," Roselle is now almost equivalent to the Phantom Realm itself.

And Roselle carries the scent of the "Unique Phantom Dream" on him.

"What do you think?" Roselle asked in return.

"Very strange," Klein thought for a moment and said, "Your current state is more like me before becoming an Angel and 'Sefirah Castle'."

"Haha!" Roselle clapped his hands lightly, "This analogy cannot be said to be wrong."

"But the truth is only shocking enough if you see it yourself," Roselle began acting like the riddle-maker he hates most, "Aren't you a 'Diviner'? You can also try to divine it."

"..." Klein was speechless; divining the "Supreme Dream" is truly fatal.

"This is not a bad thing; it is an attempt by Chumen and me," Roselle said, "You..."

He hesitated for a moment before saying, "My understanding of 'Sefirah Castle' is actually very limited, far less than Chumen's. I ask you, can you untie the connection with it?"

Klein did not know why it was brought back to "Sefirah Castle," but he still shook his head honestly.

"Then that is troublesome; I might not be able to help you..." Roselle muttered.

"Your diary has already helped me a lot," Klein blinked, and seeing Roselle's appearance, he couldn't help but add another sentence.

"That goes without saying; this is truly a brilliant move!" Roselle seemed very proud.

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

"No! What did those diaries you collected record?!" Roselle felt that things were getting a bit out of his control.

As a decent person's diary, the diaries currently spread out were all carefully selected by Roselle so that his fellow countrymen could quickly understand this world.

"... The taste of a Witch is really good!" Klein seemed to have realized something and spoke up to tease him.

Roselle took a sharp breath, and the expression on his face was extremely spectacular.

"No, I didn't, this is fake!" Roselle denied three times in a row.

"Damn Chumen! If it weren't for the fact that I can't beat him, I would press him into Cheek's God's Kingdom!" Roselle gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Cough, cough!" Klein couldn't help but glance at the outside world; the Phantom Realm is essentially Chumen's territory after all.

"Hmm, there are also 'Dreamlike Succubus' and 'Dreamlike Tang Monk'," Klein added; those were definitely the most explosive diaries he had obtained.

"Uh, this..." Roselle felt inexplicably guilty.

Forget it! This is actually just two guys messing around and badmouthing each other; the diaries were all "added" versions... Klein understood the sordid details.

"Cough, cough, in short, it's all slander!" Roselle defended himself powerlessly.

"Go back quickly. For the next period of time, you probably won't have any free time. As for later, it won't be as simple as it is now for you to see me..."

Roselle directly used the Authority of the Phantom Realm to throw Klein out of Babel Tower.

Klein couldn't help but laugh; was this anger from embarrassment? Just imagine if he had written a diary and exposed his own embarrassing moments; that would truly be social death...

"However, take care of this group of fellow countrymen who are like Curly-Haired Baboons in the future!" Roselle's voice rang in Klein's ears.

Taking care of the Curly-Haired Baboons... Klein frowned; his Spirituality sensed something, but because the level involved was too high, he could not grasp it accurately. "I will." Klein waved at Babel Tower and exited the Phantom Realm.

And the moment Klein returned to the Real World, he felt a faint sense of danger.

He came to the window and looked at the northern sky, where the orange-red of twilight was faintly visible.

A scene appeared directly in Klein's mind: it was an Airship with the characteristics of the God of War Church.

Under the cover of the Feysac military's "Weather Warlock," the Airship had already entered the hinterland of Loen and arrived at Winter County.

Sure enough, Feysac and the God of War Church had withdrawn all the troops that were originally guarding against the Solomon Empire and used the strength of the entire nation to hold back the Holy War Army of Loen and the Evernight Church.

The most elite and powerful batch of them even risked entering the interior of Loen to raid the most important churches of the Evernight Church everywhere!

These churches represent the majesty of the Goddess; once destroyed, the faith of many believers might be shaken.

Among them, the Serene Temple, as the most important sanctuary of the Evernight Church, naturally bore most of the pressure from the God of War Church and the Mother Goddess of Earth Church.

"At this time, the defensive side is at a great disadvantage," Klein looked at the orange-red sky and frowned slightly.

"The Goddess who is more sublime than the Starry Sky and more eternal than eternity..."

The most pious prayers came from the Serene Temple; the prayers turned into waves of sound, turned into a tide, and headed toward the entire Winter County.

The Dark Sacred Emblem was brought out and hung at the very top of the Serene Temple. The starlight on that deep black background became even more brilliant because of the start of the prayers, and the Crimson Moon looked like it was dyed with fresh blood, crystal clear and dripping.

Invisibly, a kind of protective power spread out, covering the entire Winter County within a few breaths.

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

Angels can achieve this level, but the current situation is that the Dark Sacred Emblem is not a Zero-level Sealed Artifact, and no Angel or even Demigod has taken action.

Everything arises from the power of faith; those who are pious can receive protection.

Rat-tat-tat!

The machine guns of the Airship spat out countless tongues of fire; who knows how many bullets were fired in one second, followed by artillery and bombs...

These attacks were not aimed at the Serene Temple, but at the ordinary residents of Winter County; as long as these people were made to feel fear and their faith was shaken, this domain would collapse on its own.

This is already a war where Feysac and the God of War Church have bet everything, so naturally, there will be no holding back.

"Damn it!" Klein's face darkened; the Dream Sect clearly stipulates that civilians cannot be slaughtered!

But the current God of War Church is already close to madness and will no longer worry about the accountability of the Dream Sect later.

If they win, the God of War naturally has a certain amount of confidence to face the "Supreme Dream"; once they lose, it is a total loss...

"They are naked, without clothes or food, with no covering in the cold..."

"They are drenched by the heavy rain, and because there is no place to hide, they cling to the rocks..."

"The Goddess did not abandon them, but gave them favor!"

The prayers in the Serene Temple gradually evolved into chanting; the singing sounded in the Serene Temple, carrying holiness and hope.

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

"This kind of power..." Klein had never seen such pure power of faith, and he exclaimed in admiration, feeling a sense of yearning.

(End of chapter)