He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 25: A Miracle That Emerged Overnight

At dawn, all things come to life.

Old Matthew, who lived west of Blackwater City, got up to face the rising sun.

After washing, getting dressed, and pushing the door open, he walked out, then clasped his hands together, faced the rising sun, and silently recited the "Oracle" of the Dawn Cult in his heart.

Apart from him, the neighbors around him, men, women, young and old, all prayed towards the rising sun as devoutly as he did.

Ever since the Dawn Cult established itself in Blackwater City last month and demonstrated the miracle of endless holy water.

This has become a compulsory course for every citizen of Blackwater City every morning.

Old Matthew remembered that this was called morning service, in the words of the bishop of the Dawn Church.

Only by establishing a pious heart and praying for the protection of the dawn can you be qualified to enjoy the benevolence of the dawn.

This is true for both registered believers and unregistered believers.

For them, believing in the Heart of Dawn makes no difference, the only difference is whether their identity is officially certified or not.

It is not easy for the Dawn Cult to recruit regular believers now.

From the beginning, the number of people attending the church was fixed at 500 per day, and as long as they were devout, they could join the church.

Until now, only believers who are familiar with the Oracle are eligible to obtain the status.

Fortunately, Old Matthew was one of the first believers to join the Dawn Cult and had a deep understanding of the Oracle.

With his devotion to the dawn, he also found a job to explain the meaning of the scriptures to believers who had not yet joined the church.

The salary is not high, but it is now a very prestigious job in Blackwater City.

Old Matthew was very proud, but very dissatisfied with his students.

The great dawn brought all hope, but they have not yet mastered the "Oracle" of the Dawn Cult.

Isn't this disrespectful to the dawn?
"The dawn is merciful, it touches all good and relieves all evil."

Old Matthew prayed solemnly, then went back to the yard to get the wooden bucket, intending to go to the holy water font to get water for today.

Although food is still a problem now, there is a constant supply of water, so it can be used for growing crops, drinking, or even bathing.

In this year of severe drought, this is more important than anything else.

"Good morning, Mr. Matthew."

A young man greeted Matthew with a smile, and it seemed that he was also carrying a wooden bucket to fetch water.

This young man was a student of Matthew and still did not fully understand the interpretation of the Oracle.

Matthew glanced at the other person and snorted.

That is to say, the great Dawn is merciful and loves all its people. Otherwise, how could these guys with impious faith be qualified to use the holy water?
The young man was glared at by Matthew, but he didn't dare to get angry and touched his head awkwardly.

What old Matthew has to do today is simple.

I took holy water and watered the vegetable garden, then taught the scriptures to those believers who had not yet joined the church in the morning, and prayed for the dawn at noon.

In the afternoon, I studied the true meaning of Dawn with other believers.

This is also the daily work of most of the people in Blackwater City today.

The people of Blackwater City are still very simple and honest. Ever since they witnessed the endless miracles of the holy water, they are convinced that the God of Dawn is merciful.

Nowadays, I don’t even want egg bread.

The Oracle says:

"God loves the world and pities its people. He gives them skills, not just things, so that they can have the skills to rely on and become self-reliant."

Old Matthew thought it made sense.

Facing the rising sun, accompanied by some believers who were also going to fetch water, we headed to the City Lord's Mansion.

Logically speaking, today is also such a peaceful and tranquil day.

But as they walked to the center of Blackwater City and looked at the magnificent and holy hundred-meter castle, everyone was dumbfounded.

The castle was located right in the square in the center of the city. Old Matthew swore that there was nothing there before he went to bed last night.

A few days ago, I didn't hear anyone say that there were any new buildings to be built here.

and so……

Did this thing appear suddenly?

Falling from the sky?

Old Matthew rubbed his eyes fiercely for a long time, and concluded that this was definitely not a great masterpiece that could be created by human power.

It is hundreds of meters high and pure white. The nine spacious and long steps are also pure white without a trace of dust.

Directly opposite was a cavernous structure enclosed on all sides by a vast, transparent glazed structure. In the center, a massive archway, almost fifty meters tall, loomed. Inside the archway lay a deep, dark passageway, flanked by densely packed torches, creating a sense of grandeur.

Further up, there are carvings that seem to be works of art from heaven and earth, also sealed with glass. In the sunlight, they emit colorful brilliance.

Above the arch is a large circular frame building with a cross in the center.

On the circular frame, there seemed to be a huge eye pattern. In a trance, old Matthew saw a holy and benevolent gaze in it.

This building appeared out of thin air and was right before my eyes, sacred and pure...

In the eyes of the people of Blackwater City, this building deserves all the beautiful descriptions in the world.

"impossible!"

Someone rubbed his eyes vigorously and said in horror:

"Yesterday! I passed by here hundreds of times yesterday, but I didn't see this building!"

"Is it some kind of magic?"

"Bullshit! What kind of magic could create such an incredible building in just one night! This must be the work of a god!"

"God? That must be the Great Dawn!"

"Teacher Matthew, you know the most about the Oracle. Do you know what this is? Is it the work of our great Dawn?"

In full view of everyone, old Matthew closed his eyes. After a while, he knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face, clasped his hands together and looked pious.

"The dawn is eternal, the great dawn has finally shown its miracles again!"

"Quick! Pray with me! The Oracle states that Dawn is the great creator, possessing the power to transform imagination into truth!"

"It must be our piety that has moved the Dawn, causing it to have mercy on us! The Dawn will send down an oracle!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who had been somewhat suspicious just now were immediately certain that this must be the miracle of the great dawn of their faith.

They didn't even bother to fetch water, but knelt on the ground and worshiped devoutly.

The sounds of prayers were not uniform, but as time went on, more and more people came and the sounds of prayers became louder and louder.

In their eyes, this sacred building also exudes a gentler dawn.

Previously, because of the advent of infinite water, the believers who already had unwavering faith in the Church of Dawn, looking at this impossible thing, the flames of their faith grew stronger and stronger.

Even those who originally had impure faith, when they looked at this building, all the doubts in their hearts were replaced by the four words "Dawn Manifests the Holy Spirit".

In this situation, a sacred building rising from the ground overnight, a fortress hundreds of meters high, can only be explained by a miracle.

This is something that even the forbidden spells of the demons cannot do.

After an unknown amount of time, almost all the people in Blackwater City gathered here, kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly and fanatically.

Finally, there was movement in this sacred building that had been silent all the time.

The sound of orderly footsteps rang out, and countless people looked at the archway with anticipation.

Finally, a familiar figure appeared before everyone.

The leader was the father of the Dawn Cult believers, His Holiness the Pope of the Dawn Cult, whom they had only seen once when the miracle of holy water descended.

On her side, there was a holy nun with a pious and holy face, holding out her black and white nun's uniform.

On one side was Cardinal Leal, the most visible person.

Behind him, a group of silver-armored knights, wearing thick and mighty iron armor, with long swords on their waists, followed in orderly steps.

Walk out from the deep and dark archway, step by step towards the light.

And the Pope, who had not been seen for a long time, still had a gentle expression on his face, holding the golden scepter and taking steps slowly.

The dull knocking sound entered everyone's heart, and an inexplicable sense of security came over them.

These short dozens of meters seem extremely long in the eyes of believers.

It's as shocking as a myth step by step becoming reality.

After a long time, Ian and his group stopped on the nine white jade steps and looked down at the believers below.

Slowly stretch out your hand.

"Believers of the Dawn Religion, may the dawn protect you, may your hearts be connected with the dawn, and may the dawn last forever!"

As soon as the words fell, the entire Blackwater City erupted in earth-shaking shouts.

"The dawn will last forever!"

"The dawn will last forever!"

"The dawn will last forever!"

(End of this chapter)