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Zhou Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't paid attention to that world for a long time. He could only tell from the ever-increasing number of believers that the Starry Sky Church was developing well in that world.

The "World Will" Clotho over there should be able to handle most of the difficult matters, and there must be something more urgent at this time.

He thought for a moment, and then established a connection with his own kingdom of God by calling his own honorable name.

After about four or five seconds, his figure disappeared from his bedroom and returned to the kingdom of God.

He noticed that among the stars in the sky, there was a dim star that was flashing with light of different colors.

Following his intuition, Zhou Ning chose to "touch" the star. The next second, he "saw" three burning incense sticks, which was the prayer ritual itself, and also "heard" Leo's voice.

He is the chief of the Baruts tribe and the father of Esdeath.

In the midst of a howling snowstorm, Leo was kneeling on the ground, muttering the name of the "Creator God of Light" and confessing to Him.

Behind him were the densely packed people of the Baruts tribe. Compared with a few months ago, they were no longer wearing animal skins to keep warm, but thick cotton clothes. However, since Leo, most of these people were pale and thin, their bodies staggering, and they seemed to be suffering from hunger.

The Baruts were short of food. This was Zhou Ning's assessment. Should he purchase a batch of food from Richie Burke? Zhou Ning immediately dismissed the idea. With his power of wishing, he could easily materialize food, satisfying the most pressing wishes of as many people as possible. This was also the best way to increase his power of wishing.

Through Leo's confession, Zhou Ning saw the difficulties the Baruts were facing.

After he left, with the blessing of "World Will" Clotho, the Starry Sky Church and the Baruts tribe developed very smoothly.

They moved northwards and occupied a large number of settlements of other ethnic groups, spread the faith of the Starry Sky Church to these ethnic groups, and even built one Starry Sky Church church after another.

A large number of foreign peoples who believed in the Creator God of Light joined the Baruts. In a sense, the embryonic form of a religious kingdom had already taken shape.

Originally everything was going in a good direction, but not long ago, they lost contact with Kloto. At the same time, the northern ice field was hit by a blizzard that occurred only once in a thousand years. This blizzard completely blocked the ice field, making it impossible for caravans to enter and exit normally, and it was almost impossible to go out and hunt dangerous species.

Originally, the Baruts' way of survival was to hunt dangerous species and trade with caravans in exchange for survival supplies.

At this time, caravans were no longer a possibility. Due to the overpopulation, hunger and plague began to spread across the northern icy plains, and lives were often lost in the desolate icy plains. This made them sincerely hope that one day the Baruts and the northern foreign tribes would be able to leave this desolate icy plains and own a warm and habitable land.

At the same time, a large number of imperial troops have been assembled at the southern border, including many imperial weapon users. They seem to intend to take advantage of this rare snowstorm to completely quell the threat from the north.

At this time, the other party was also waiting for the blizzard to stop.

When the news reached the Baruts, it immediately caused a panic. At this moment, they remembered the miracle brought by the messenger of God named Wayne Stewell, and the ritual that the angel walking on earth had told them:

Simple prayer is useless. You need to prepare three candles, a bottle of incense, a moonstone and mithril, and hold a mystical ceremony to communicate with God.

However, the materials left by God's messenger were buried under thick snow by the blizzard.

Therefore, after spending a lot of manpower and material resources to finally retrieve all the materials, Leo, the regional bishop of the Starry Sky Church in this world, officially held a ceremony to communicate with God.

Following his spiritual intuition within the realm of destiny, responding to their prayers presented no danger to him; instead, it would be very helpful in fully embracing the power and authority of the wish. Zhou Ning responded to the ongoing prayer without hesitation, choosing to descend in his true form.

A brilliant, pure light descended from the sky and landed on the altar.

A gentle figure wearing a black top hat, a black windbreaker, and gold-rimmed glasses appeared there, as if half leaning against a pure beam of light.

Is this... God's messenger? Or perhaps God's incarnation?

Leo's heart was filled with surprise, and even tears welled up in his eyes. Suddenly, he saw Wayne Stewell in front of him whispering a wish:

"I hope the blizzard on this ice sheet stops."

He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers, making the wish come true.

In an instant, countless small white dots of light representing wishes burst into halos and rushed into the sky.

The Baruts people and northern ethnic minorities present were looking at Zhou Ning in astonishment, and suddenly saw the snowflakes flying in the sky suddenly stop in the air.

Wherever they looked, either in awe or shock, the raging blizzard suddenly stopped, and the fierce wind that was like a tiger's roar suddenly became gentle and peaceful.

This terrible snowstorm that lasted for a whole month was suppressed and stopped in an instant by God's power.

Everyone present was stunned for a full half minute before they sorted out their thoughts and understood what had happened.

God's messenger has come again, demonstrating the power of the "Creator God of Light"!

Snap! Snap! Snap!

At this moment, the Baruts, along with the seemingly barbaric northern tribes surrounding them, knelt one after another, prostrating themselves on the ground, and devoutly chanted the honorable name of "Creator God of Light" before Zhou Ning, the messenger of God. His power of wishes, authority, and divinity began to slowly increase. Meanwhile, progress was also being made on the quest to leave an immortal legend in four different locations. It seemed my suspicions were correct; achieving this goal in other worlds was entirely feasible and much simpler.

As expected, playing the role of a charlatan is the most effective way to increase power! Zhou Ning made his second wish with piety and divinity:

“I hope there will be an endless supply of food here.”

This was an extremely large wish. Zhou Ning rarely felt that all his wishing power had been drained. Then, an ordinary blue tablecloth appeared on the ground.

"Go pick up that tablecloth and shake it. It's a reward from God to you." Zhou Ning said with a smile.

The limits of his abilities had to be explored bit by bit, but he still understood the general scope. With his current power of wishing, it was enough to achieve this form of miracle.

Only by doing your best to perform miracles of a higher level can you more successfully complete the task of leaving behind an immortal legend.

"Yes, great messenger of God."

Leo bowed deeply to Zhou Ning, swallowed his saliva, picked up the blue tablecloth a little nervously, and shook it hard according to the other party's instructions.

The next second, the seemingly ordinary blue tablecloth seemed to be endowed with vitality, and it became full from being dry, and a large amount of food poured out from the tablecloth.

Canned food, oatmeal, bread, flour, meat, all kinds of food that could be named and couldn't be named fell to the ground with a clatter.

This……

Everyone present could hardly contain their undisguised mixed emotions of awe, shock, reverence, and piety. Compared to the miracle that just stopped the snowstorm, this scene was more in line with people's idea of ​​a miracle.

Zhou Ning chuckled and had some understanding:

"Not only phenomena that transcend natural laws are called miracles. Just as in the Old Testament, God created the heavens and the earth and all things, created man in his own image, and inscribed conscience on the heart of man, this kind of creative miracle, this kind of miracle centered on man, is of a higher level."

Looking at the food scattered on the ground, everyone, whether they were from the northern tribes or the Baruts, had tears in their eyes. They folded their hands, lowered their heads, and shouted loudly:

"Praise the Creator God of Light, praise Wayne Stewell!"

Surrounded by layers of praise, Zhou Ning's wishing power once again took a leap forward.