Lin Jie stood in the middle of the room.
In front of him was the same old layout, wooden floor and bookshelves filled with books. There was a faint smell of moldy books, as well as sunlight and tree shadows that seeped into the room.
It was different from the first time he constructed this dream. Right now, the degree of completeness and finesse had increased, as if it had changed from smooth to 1080p. It was basically no different from reality.
Apart from this, there was a long sword, a stack of information, and a book on the side sofa and coffee table.
This was the result of his attempt to 'extend dreams into reality', as well as putting things from reality into the dream.
Because he was worried that the information would be stolen, as well as the long sword being difficult to carry around, and other problems, he might as well put all of these things into the dream. It was perfect for him to study them while he was sleeping.
Ever since he successfully constructed the basic dream, every time he fell asleep, no other dream would appear. Instead, he would 'wake up' in this dream, just like a save point or a safe house.
Lin Jie walked downstairs, and then walked towards the door, reaching out to open it.
The door that Waning Moon apostle Bach thought would never budge was easily pushed open. Outside the door was not a bright outside, nor was there a parasol tree that could be seen from the window upstairs, but rather a solemn and dignified white corridor.
The white corridor was magnificent and sacred. It was around ten meters tall and extremely wide. On both sides were colored rose glass windows, murals, pillars, and statues. The glossy and clean floor sparkled, giving off a sacred and inviolable beauty.
This was the Sacred Corridor of the Dome Church. It was located at the bottom right of the entire building, close to the edge of the door. It was purely for decoration, normally used for nobles to visit, to make first-time believers feel a sense of awe. One Second Remember: http://m.9biquge.com
Further ahead was the main body of the church, a long worship plaza. Apart from this, there were various holy images, past Popes' relics, as well as the living quarters of the church's clergy.
The entire church was basically in the shape of a crescent moon, and at the very tip of the moon, there was an inner room that only the Pope and apostles could enter.
This was the second dream that Lin Jie had constructed. It was the first node other than the foundation.
Of course, this was only a dream.
Lin Jie spent about half a month sensing other people's dreams, entering, influencing, guiding, and occupying them.
The first and second steps took the longest time. This was because in order to accurately locate an apostle, one had to constantly jump around and find the connection from the thousands of dreams that were like stars. However, when he complained to Silver about how difficult it was, Silver looked at him as if he was looking at a silly child. He felt helpless.
The more Lin Jie thought about it, the more he felt that these two steps should be very simple. He had spent too much time on them. Silver probably thought that he had no talent.
But in any case, he was still a disciple that he had brought up, so he could only helplessly accept reality.
The last few steps were relatively simple. Of course, that was only in comparison to the first two steps.
Because most of the dreamscapes were fragmented, he could not obtain much information. After confirming that it was the dreamscapes of an apostle, he immediately set an anchor point and began to guide the dreamscapes.
As an apostle of the Dome Church, it wasn't rare for the Central Church to appear in his dreams. In fact, it was quite frequent. Meanwhile, Lin Jie needed to make him dream of this scene again and again until it formed a complete dreamscapes.
However, for some reason, after he finally succeeded in taking over the dreamscapes, he could no longer sense the apostle's existence.
Even though Lin Jie was completely confused, not understanding the principles behind this, it was fine as long as he achieved his goal.
Now, he had to complete the final step, which was to overlap the dreamscapes with reality.
Dreamscapes were nothingness.
No matter how realistic it was, there would always be an illusory place. Meanwhile, the aether that made up the dreamscapes similarly represented the sky. It was a clear air that rose, so the dreamscapes would always be above.
Just like how the dream-catching net had to be placed above one's head to filter out the beautiful dreams and nightmares floating in the air.
And now, what Lin Jie had to do was to sink the dreamscapes.
Sink into reality.
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Central Church, inner room.
Rodney was still dressed in the austere platinum pope robes. He held a scepter in his hands, raising his head to look at the circular skylight above.
The outside faced the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky. Only when the clouds occasionally fluttered, could one see the hazy silhouette of the moon.
On the altar below, foul blood already covered the surface layer after layer. Even though it was absorbed by the altar, there was already no way to erase the traces. What was left behind were mottled strands of dark red that seemed to be squirming. It was especially dazzling on the pure white altar.
Rodney's eyes revealed a crazed expression. "Soon … Soon … It will be out soon … I can sense its existence. It is restless, calling out softly, thirsting for new life …"
He muttered to himself from time to time, sometimes raising his arms and shouting. After a while, he calmed down. Rumbling sounds of collapsing buildings could be heard from outside, as well as the sounds of fighting. Apart from this, the sky was also surging with thick smoke. The night sky was similarly dyed in a layer of faint blood red.
The actors and the stage were already in place. The final battle had finally begun.
For the Dome Church, the Sun God Sect, and the Secret Ritual Tower, this was a crucial moment. Before this, the continuous confrontation had been going on for a week. No one had any patience left.
"Ha, the Sun God Sect … Is this that evil god? How ridiculous. A thief who made up history and poached believers from elsewhere dares to become a god? "
Rodney sneered. "Today, they will understand what despair is. In front of a true god, everything is in vain!"
The placenta on the altar had already changed into a different appearance. It swelled and twisted, extending blood vessels and sarcomas all over the altar. Streaks of blood appeared under the silver skin. The flesh inside was constantly squirming, as if countless hands, feet, and heads were squeezing together to crawl out.
It was as if the souls of the priests who had been killed here had gathered in the placenta.
Seven umbilical cords grew out of the placenta, connecting to the four sides of the inner room. The ends of the cords stretched out tentacle-like blood vessels like a spider web.
The entire inner room was like a slaughterhouse.
The Saintess' voice sounded outside. The next batch of believers was already in chaos, as if some were suspicious and were preparing to escape.
Kacha! Kacha!
The moon decorations on Rodney's scepter broke one by one, representing the deaths of the apostles.
"Ah!!!"
Outside the door came the sounds of the believers fleeing in panic, as well as the Saintess' screams and explosions.
Creak —
Two intersecting concentric circles twisted one after another, representing the Saintess' death.
Boom!!!
Finally, the door of the inner room opened. The flames from the explosion shone in, and the entire church outside was engulfed in a sea of fire.
Vincent's entire body was burning in flames. His body was like half-solidified magma and scorched earth. Only his eyes were spitting out scorching flames of anger. He strode forward and threw away the Saintess' corpse in his hands.
Athena, Yue Sefu, and the rest followed behind him. Vaguely, people could be seen fighting in the fire. It should be the combatants of the Secret Ritual Tower and the priests of the Dome Church.
Rodney smiled and opened his arms. "Vincent, my child, welcome back …"
Vincent's figure flashed. Like the wind and fire, he punched Rodney's face fiercely!
Bam!
The flames exploded, and Rodney was smashed into the altar.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Vincent punched dozens of times and lifted Rodney up. His eyes were burning, and sparks were almost flying out from the gaps of his teeth. "Who! Him! Mother! Yes! You! Child! Son! "
Rodney was a god after all. These punches almost smashed his head off. At this moment, he tilted his head as if nothing had happened. He smiled and looked at Vincent, who was like a man on fire, and said intermittently, "Cough … cough cough, this is the power given to you by the evil god you believe in? Is that all? "
Vincent stared at him. "I will let you know his true power."
The power of eternal doomsday.
Vincent's hand that was strangling him suddenly tightened. Explosive, scorching, terrifying, and unparalleled power descended from the void.
Boom!!
"Ahhhhh!"
Rodney was instantly enveloped in flames. He struggled fiercely. The moon divine power that was ignited in his body kept exploding, but at the same time, the moon divine power was restoring him, supporting his body and consciousness. In this cycle of torture, he turned into charcoal inch by inch.
The strength of a god only prolonged his pain. After a full ten minutes, he finally walked toward death.
However, just as he was about to die, Rodney's deformed face suddenly revealed a terrifying smile. "I … also … ate … Sheng Yue's … brain … hehe …"
In the end, the strange laughter was no longer Rodney's old voice, but the overlapping voices of countless people. There was even a sharp child's voice among them.
Vincent suddenly felt as if countless tentacles had grown out of his hand and were wriggling about. The terrifying mental shock made him loosen his grip.
In the next moment, the swollen silver placenta instantly retracted its seven umbilical cords. Like tentacles, it grabbed Rodney's body and snatched it from Vincent's hand. A hole opened under the placenta, wrapped around Rodney's body, and swallowed it.
Those tentacles waved, and the placenta left the altar and floated into the air. Coincidentally, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the curled up placenta almost overlapped with the full moon, as if it had replaced the moon.
The people who had been temporarily seized by the mind-polluting laughter woke up this time. They looked at the sky and murmured in disbelief, "What is that …"
Vincent stood up and slowly stepped back. He said in a deep voice, "The beast that has usurped the authority of the moon and put on the moon's coat. The false god that the Dome Church has always believed in!"
The placenta kept wriggling, like a layer of membrane wrapping around the fetus inside.
Everyone could clearly see that a huge eye suddenly opened under the membrane, almost covering the entire placenta.
Then, a "face", "mouth", "head", and even a "body" made of knotted tentacles gradually appeared around the placenta. The void was torn apart by the tentacles, and a huge monster that covered the sky suddenly descended, letting out a deafening roar.
Yue Sefu took a deep breath and informed everyone, "All departments, get ready. Activate the barrier."
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