I lost the sun god

As the temple emerged, many people appeared from the endless darkness.

Some of them stood in the temple, and some stood in the dark and walked towards the temple.

The young orc took a glance and saw a familiar orc, and immediately shouted happily, "Mr. Baldner."

The orc named Bardena heard someone calling him, turned around, saw the young orc, and immediately laughed, "It's Bakar, you're here too?"

Bakar is the name of this young orc. Like him, he is a slave transported here. Because everyone is an orc, he usually takes good care of him and has a close relationship with him.

I didn't expect to see Bacal here too.

"Mr. Baldner, do you know where this place is?" Bakal asked after hugging Baldner vigorously.

"I have only come here not long ago." Baldner said to Bacal, "But I heard from others that this is a temple built by Grand Duke Kotel in a dream, and it can communicate with other people's dreams."

"All those who believe in the God of Dreams come here to pray to the God of Dreams every night after falling asleep, and pray for the God of Dreams to come."

"By the way, the time for prayer is coming soon, so we can talk about anything after we finish praying."

Bakar heard the words and was dragged in by Baldner without any resistance.

Soon, there were bursts of neat prayers from inside.

"The great god who dominates dreams, the omnipotent and omnipotent Perth, we pray for your eyes to descend, and pray for your power to descend and grant us infinite brilliance"

The sound of praying in unison fluttered from the temple, shaking in the darkness, and countless pure white light spots quietly emerged, and then as if they were attracted by something, they quietly sank into the void.

"Is this the power of faith?" Hidden in the dark colors, a mage wearing a gorgeous mage robe and holding a staff made purely of mithril looked at the water that almost formed a flowing river. Light spot, can't help sighing.

"In the dream, these beliefs will actually materialize?"

The kingdom of the gods on the main plane hangs high, and the brilliance of the gods has always shrouded the heads of all races, and it has not faded until now. The mages have been studying the secrets of the gods since the Netheril Empire.

Although the secrets of the gods relying on absorbing beliefs to obtain divine power are not so bad, it is not necessarily true if you want to keep it secret.

It's just that belief is invisible and qualityless, and even the demigod who spreads the belief can't be seen, and non-true gods can't be seen, so this is the first time he has seen what belief looks like.

"Will the God of Dreams come over this time?" A mighty and muscular orc looked boredly at the distant temple.

Every night when the temple opens, they will come and wait for the rabbit, but it has been half a month, and the God of Dreams has not come down once, and he has not even responded to the believers, which makes him deeply doubt that the God of Dreams will really be attracted. ?

"Don't rush, be patient."

Kettle, who killed a principality and successfully inherited the position of Grand Duke of the world, said lightly, "You can't eat hot bread in a hurry."

"I have a hunch that He will come today." A man in a white robe with a hood completely concealed his face in the hood threw a gold coin high and said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the mage holding the whole staff made of mithril became angry, "You prophesied the God of Dreams?"

God, there is no way to predict.

Any prophecy against God will be wrong.

Moreover, once someone prophesies about a god, the corresponding god will respond, and the reverse prophecy is who is predicting himself, so predicting a god is, to some extent, tantamount to being exposed.

After the mage finished speaking, the others stared at the guy in the white robe unanimously, with displeasure in their eyes.

If this guy caused the God of Dreams to become vigilant and unable to survive, they would have to kill this guy.

"No." The man in white robe shook his head, "I just predicted my luck today, and my prediction told me that my luck today is very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge ray of light emerged, tearing apart this boundless dark world, and illuminating all the bizarre dreams hidden in the darkness.

Chapter 5 and Two: Clay Tablet of Fate

The god of dreams has come

Seeing this scene, the people in the temple and the people outside the temple all had the same thought in their hearts.

The people who were praying in the temple knelt on the ground almost at the same time, whispering in their mouths the great god who dominates dreams, the omnipotent Almighty Perth, we pray for your prayers, with excited and focused expressions.

The brilliance of the gods shrouded the main plane, but many believers never saw a miracle in their entire lives. Now that a god descended in person, they suddenly became more devout.

Spots of pure white light emerged from the believer's body one by one, turning into a brilliant white galaxy, swirling in the bright light.

A huge figure slowly emerged from the light, surrounded by the bright white Milky Way, setting him off like a giant god who created the world.

After this huge figure emerged, it did not bless the believers like other gods descending to the main plane. Instead, it opened its eyes and looked at the God Slayer who was also illuminated by the light.

"God Slayers, I am here at your invitation, please start your performance now."

Outside the temple, the legendary professionals preparing to slaughter the gods were stunned.

The God of Dreams knew this was a trap from the very beginning?And He came over after knowing it was a trap?

As if aware of the astonishment of the god-slayers, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the huge figure, "Are you surprised? The gods are omniscient to a certain extent. When the thread of faith connects these believers with me, Everything about them is no secret to me."

"A Grand Duke built a temple in his dream and asked them to pray to me. How could I not pay attention to such an obvious abnormality?"

"To this end, I made a small prophecy"

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Everyone present wanted to swear.

"Let's go together." Cottle rushed forward first.

Ever since the God of Dreams came, he had a bad premonition. This premonition reached its peak when the God of Dreams looked at him and others, but when things got to this point, he could only rush forward, not retreat, because this was a dream.

The dreamland is not only the ocean of human dreams, but also the kingdom of the god of dreams.

"Die, damn god."

The orc picked up a huge ax and rushed forward bravely.

"Psychic storm."

The mage raised his staff and pointed at the God of Dreams.

This is a dreamland. There are no elements or magic nets. It is a world constructed by pure delusion. In theory, no mage can cast spells here, but he made preparations before coming here.

He engraved spells in his mind in the form of a magic circuit in advance to ensure that he could release magic even without a magic net, and then the magic he prepared was all mind-type magic. can be released.

A pure black storm erupted, and it landed on the God of Dreams first. The wind that could shatter all spirits slapped the surrounding dreams to its heart's content.

A slightly illusory dream was shattered in the gust of wind. Almost at the same time, in a small village in the remote main plane, a middle-aged man who was sleeping suddenly took a breath and lost his voice.

"I said, I'm going to have good luck today."