Chapter 380: Mass

Chapter 380: Mass Damn it... Klein felt cold all over his body, and his mind was frantically recalling everything he had done in the Loen Palace.

Klein forced his brain and body to calm down and began to analyze everything after meeting George III.

He waved his hand, and the gray mist surged, and soon a vision appeared in front of him. It was exactly the scene in his memory after entering the palace. With his strong spirituality, he reproduced all the behaviors and expressions of the two archbishops and George III at that time.

"George III took the initiative to speak from the beginning, setting the tone for this inquiry and making our speculations come true."

"Then he took the initiative to explain the reasons to us, so that all actions were consistent within his logic."

"This is obviously not normal!"

Klein's face was heavy, "But the one who is even more abnormal is actually me! I completely believe in George III's reasons..."

"The occult interference from George III had been removed at the time of my fortune-telling, that much is certain."

"But maybe there is an external force that I cannot detect, and even the other two archbishops are not aware of it..."

Inexplicably, Klein thought of the word "fantasy" again.

"'Beware the Audience'!"

Klein immediately locked onto the being whose name cannot even be mentioned.

"What is He doing?"

No, this is not something I should think about... Klein calmed down.

"Stop meddling in other people's business. It's better to find a chance to get away."

Klein is more determined to abandon the identity of John Constantine.

And just as Klein wished, the opportunity came a few days later. S~eaʀᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

To be precise, the mass that covered the entire East Side of Backlund began.

This is a mass that is no worse than the Winter Ceremony of the Church of the Night, and what is even more special is that it is a mass jointly held by the Church of Storms and the Church of the Night, the Dream Sect, and its scale covers almost the entire Backlund.

On this day, even most factories in the East District stopped working. All workers spontaneously came to the churches where they believed in their gods and prayed silently.

Among them, there were crowds of people in front of the dream church, and the number of poor people kneeling down to pray has spread over a large area.

Klein, who acted as the archbishop's authority, walked onto the high platform wearing a white robe with gold patterns. His face was extremely pious, he looked around and spoke softly.

"Survival is the most basic right for human beings to live."

His voice was slightly deep, but it was able to be heard by everyone.

"'Supreme Dream' has never abandoned its believers."

"He said life is precious and survival is necessary."

Buzz!

The "Dream Sacred Scripture" and the Dream God Statue located in the Dream Church burst out with dreamy phosphorescence at this moment.

The next moment, the dreamy phosphorescence rises directly into the sky, turning into a rain of light, baptizing everyone's heart. This is a dreamy miracle.

Unknowingly, everyone felt that their spirit seemed to have transcended the body, and their spirituality was naturally exuding, and all kinds of impurities were washed away by the dreamy phosphorescence, becoming pure.

This process seems to be very long, like days and nights. Everyone is willing to sink into it and never wake up. The source of the dreamy phosphorescence is the happiness and beauty that everyone is pursuing.

But in fact, this process is very short. In Klein's perception, it is an ups and downs of the sea water in the dream sea.

Everyone wakes up and prays to the "Supreme Dream" unconsciously.

"The highest dream..."

The same prayer sounded in different places, like a tide, gradually becoming more intense and coming with a crash.

Klein, who was presiding over this mass, clearly sensed all this, and he continued to lead the believers.

"Dreams say that good people will have good results, and those who work hard will be rewarded."

"Survival is our necessity, happiness is our pursuit."

"Praise dreams, be grateful for dreams, praise life, be grateful for life."

By the way, praise me and thank me... Klein added this sentence in his heart.

In the past few days, John Constantine's name has already become a household name in the East End.

They knew that it was the newly appointed archbishop who was dealing with the nobles, opposing the royal family, running around, and working hard to implement the "Survival Act."

Klein definitely didn't dare to say "praise me" at this time, so he had completed his arrangements long ago.

After going through the "Fairy Mage" stage, Klein was already very good at writing stories, and effortlessly weaved his experiences into short stories.

With his deliberate arrangement, these short stories have become deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"...Thanks for the dream...Thanks for the life..."

All believers follow Klein's guidance and are grateful for dreams and life.

At the same moment, many people thought of those widely circulated stories and looked at the archbishop who was leading the mass.

His body is bathed in dreamy phosphorescence, and his bodyguard emits pure white light. It is said that this is the sign of a devout believer in the "Supreme Dream".

At this time, the archbishop is the saint of dreams. Maybe we should pay tribute to St. John?

"...Thank you Bishop John!"

I don't know who said one more prayer, and then it gradually became popular and spread crazily.

"Praise be to Bishop John!"

The sound of praise drowned out everything.

Klein's spirit jumped slightly and he felt countless voices ringing in his ears.

"This is..." Klein was shocked, "Faith?!"

These sounds are very similar to the devout prayers of the believers he met while playing Poseidon.

"Sequence Five gained faith? No, it should be Sequence Four..."

But this is scary enough, Klein thought, and he already understood the essence of the "Karma-Blessed One" ritual.

The next moment, Klein closed his eyes. His body still maintained a devout praying posture, but his spirit had entered the illusion world.

He went directly to the Dream Temple in the fantasy world, and to the place where he last held the "Fairy Mage" ceremony.

As soon as he arrived here, Klein felt Dream's gaze.

He only hesitated for a second before initiating the gifting ceremony that he had already prepared, sacrificing the dream gold coins he had traded from Cattleya.

Bang!

All the dreamy phosphorescence exploded and turned into thick dreamy phosphorescence, surging towards Klein's body.

At the same time, Klein received some kind of guidance and looked at the dream icon.

In Klein's eyes, the dream icon seemed to come alive, and his eyes flashed as he looked at Klein.

"Those who are grateful to all living beings will be favored by karma."

Klein's eyes suddenly opened wide, and the true divine gift from the "Supreme Dream" landed.

"Why does this voice have a familiar feeling..." Such a thought flashed through Klein's mind.

However, in the next moment, the blessing of the "Supreme Dream" fell on his spirit body.