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Chapter 586: The Dream of Thousands of People, Peter Becomes a Zaun God

The white fog on the island eventually turned into black fog, and the king lost his mind in his obsession with his beloved wife.

"Dad, what should we do?"

Wei, who was beside Peter, looked at the undead souls all over the sky and asked Peter nervously.

"Do you know how the people of Bilgewater resist the Black Mist?"

Peter asked Wei and Baobao while looking down.

"Sorry, I don't know, Dad."

Wei shook his head blankly and said.

“Dad, do you know?”

Baobao raised his head and asked curiously.

"No, Dad doesn't know either."

Peter shook his head. “But I can enter other people’s dreams and find the information I want to know.”

Using the energy of the gods to create a protective shield, Peter then activated the power of the sandbag and entered the human dream world of this world.

Meanwhile, in Bilgewater Harbor.

It is located on the edge of the Blue Flame Islands, far away from the mainland, northeast of Piltover.

Due to its convenient transportation location, countless sea snake hunters, dock gangs and smugglers came here from all over the known world to settle down and form this prosperous seaport.

But now, due to the invasion of black fog, people in the port city are all hiding in their homes and shivering.

In every window a vigil candle made of whale dung was lit, and the flames flickered through the sea glass bottles.

There were burning queen grass hanging on the door panels of every household, and the windows were sealed tightly with long wooden boards.

The only workshop near a small offshore island was also closed.

Miss Sarah, the unlucky one, was lying on the bed, looking out the window in horror.

Miss Fortune, who would later become the Queen of the Sea, was only a little girl of five or six years old at that time.

As the daughter of the famous female gunsmith Abigail Fortune, Sarah spent most of her happy childhood in a workshop on an offshore island.

Little Sarah learned how to install the cylinder lock, adjust the trigger axis distance, and even participated in the test shooting of the customized pistol.

Her mother was a legend in the gun-making world, and her custom-made pistols could be found in the collections of many wealthy sea captains.

Tonight, due to the arrival of the Soul-Eating Night, little Sarah listened to her mother and hid in bed early.

In the distance, the streets of Bilgewater were silent, the church bells were still ringing, and wails of fear echoed down the mountain.

The entire Bilgewater was completely immersed in black fog, and the wind was howling over the ruins of Mourning Wharf.

Smelling the pungent scent of queen grass and listening to the howling of the wind, little Sarah was always worried that the wild beasts in the black fog would suddenly break into the room.

Although she had had this dream more than once: a ghost with claws extended and a mouth full of cold fangs, rushing out from the surging undead.

One of his bullets hit it right in the face, and then the ghost turned into a cloud of dust and was blown away by the wind.

Another shot was fired, and the other undead spirit disappeared without a trace.

Although she often dreams of herself destroying the undead with a cool "bang", she knows how terrifying the undead are in reality.

This is not something a little girl can do.

Holding her doll, Sarah slowly fell asleep in fear and anxiety.

In her dream, she found herself in a strange place.

Holding her teddy bear tightly, Sarah was surprised to find herself standing on the sea.

She looked up and saw a huge lighthouse appearing near the strange port.

A warm and dazzling light emanates from the lighthouse.

"What is that?! No, that's not a lighthouse, that looks like an ash tree."

Sarah's face was filled with shock.

The ash tree gave off a light that made her feel comfortable, and there was a faint scent of queen grass wafting from it.

Being near the ash tree, she felt her mood improve.

Faintly, she saw a figure appear near the ash tree.

Perhaps sensing his presence, the figure turned around and looked towards him.

The young man, who had a well-proportioned figure and a beard but had a unique temperament, met her eyes with a warm gaze.

A mansion in Central City, Piltover.

Mel fell into a deep sleep.

She has dark skin but a tall and graceful figure, and is one of the most powerful senators in Piltover.

As a Noxian noble, she was expelled from her warlord family because of her "soft heart".

After that, she gradually emerged in Piltover. With her wisdom and skills, she successfully entered the power center of the city and now becomes an important councilor.

When she fell asleep, she, like little Sarah, dreamed of a huge "sacred tree lighthouse" appearing in the sea near Zaun.

The "Sacred Tree Lighthouse" stands on the coast, exuding the scent of queen grass and warm white light.

Under the sacred tree, she saw a young man with a unique temperament.

As the white light of the sacred tree spread, the attacking black fog retreated.

"Well!"

Mel suddenly woke up from her dream and screamed. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, opened her eyes, and after a long pause, she got up and got out of bed.

"Button! Button! Button!"

She was recalling the scene in her dream when she heard a knock on the door. She looked up and asked, "Who?"

The maid's voice came, "Ma'am, something's wrong."

"what's up?"

"The black fog spread to the port, and many people in the port were attacked."

Mel was shocked when he heard the maid's report.

The arrival of the black fog was not a dream!
She casually took off her pajamas, revealing her perfect figure, and put on her clothes as quickly as possible. She opened the door and said to the maid waiting outside, "Take me to the harbor."

Zaun.

Bakugo and Wei looked in shock at the World Tree that appeared out of nowhere near the coast and was emitting white light.

After Peter created the World Tree, the nearby black fog seemed to have come into contact with something terrible and retreated from the coast with a roar.

The invading undead beasts born from the black fog were forced back by the light of the World Tree and retreated like a tide.

Watching the scene in front of them, Tu Lie and another crew member were stunned.

"Dad, did you move the World Tree here?"

After a while, Riven reacted and asked him with a look of astonishment on her face.

"No, it's just a fantasy."

Peter took out the ruby ​​and said to Raven and Bakugo calmly:
"The people of Bilgewater would use vigil candles and the smell of queen grass to stop the invasion of the black fog, so I let a thousand people have the same dream. This world tree appeared in the dream. The light it emitted was the light of the vigil candles, and the smell it emitted was the smell of queen grass."

"After that, I materialized the World Tree into the real world. Since it carries the power of a thousand people's dreams, plus the power of the ruby, when the black fog and the undead encounter the World Tree, they will be unable to resist this power and will retreat."

Peter said something that stunned several people.

Then he looked towards the World Tree.

Although he could use rubies to directly create this world tree, the existence born from the collective consciousness of a thousand people's dreams seemed to be more powerful and possess some kind of spiritual power.

It's just that the magic power consumed is quite huge.

After hearing what Peter said, Wei's face was full of disbelief.

She felt that her father was truly a god!

If Dad wasn't like a god, how could he perform such an impossible miracle?

Riven cast her astonished gaze towards the World Tree that stood like a lighthouse on the coast.

She had heard her father talk about the "Dream of a Thousand Cats" before.

Dad has done it now, right?
By making a thousand people dream, reality is literally changed.

And create something so amazing!
Tu Lie on the other side swallowed his saliva and looked at the World Tree Lighthouse in front of him with his mouth wide open.

He also saw the bluebird that had brought him out of the storm before.

The sky blue bird landed on the World Tree and tilted its head to look at the tree that was emitting a soft light.

As the black fog dissipated, the light on the surface of the World Tree also became dim.

The bluebird, somewhat puzzled, stretched out its beak and gently pecked the bark.

Tu Lie looked at the blue bird and the world tree, and guessed that Peter, who had created such a miracle in front of him, must be a god like the goddess Janna.

Because only God can accomplish such an incredible miracle.

"Sir, may I know your name?"

Tulie turned around and asked Peter tremblingly.

"Peter Padrick. That's my father's name."

Boom Boom said proudly.

Tulie secretly memorized this name in his heart and decided to build a statue of Lord Patrick next to this sacred tree in the future.

Add to that the statue of the goddess Janna.

As a thank you for saving himself and Zaun, he wanted to build statues for the two gods.

It is said that when the Zaun Canal collapsed, Goddess Janna lent a helping hand.

She unleashed a hurricane that swept across the city, then took shape, using an unimaginable wall of air to block the raging torrent, allowing people to escape their flooded homes.

This is as great as what Lord Padraic is doing now, stopping the Black Mist and saving Zaun.

Peter didn't know at this time that Tule had already begun preparations to build a statue for him, just like the Zaun people worshipped the goddess Janna.

Because large areas of Zaun have been polluted, the gullies in the city have turned into rivers carrying highly toxic substances, and the air is filled with waste gas left over from alchemy, so many Zaun people have been infected with toxins.

After the statue was built, the light emitted by the World Tree had a significant effect in alleviating the physical pain of the Zaun people infected by toxins, making the World Tree more and more popular.

This also makes Peter a god as popular as the goddess Janna in the hearts of Zaun people.

The power of faith born from the Rune Continent makes his authority as the God of Sleep even stronger.

But these are all things that will happen in the future, and Peter doesn't know it at the moment, and he is preparing to leave.

"Master Padraic, what is the name of this sacred tree?"

Tu Lie called him and asked expectantly.

Peter thought for a moment and said, "Let's call it Smallwell."

(End of this chapter)