The throne of God is waiting for me

, Xiao Wang, who was too lazy to waste a lot of time, simply boarded a private cruise ship to Xiya Federation with the help of the white pigeon.

I don’t know whether his luck is good or bad. He had just left the port and had not found a place to stay. Unexpected riots occurred in this holy city of Xiya Federation, which has always been known for its stability and peace.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deafening roar sounded from a distance, and a large mushroom cloud exploded in the sky. The dazzling flames rushed into the sky. Even if it was separated by half a city, the sudden chaos could be felt.

The iconic holy mountain in the center of the holy city was covered by a series of meteor-like fire bombs, and the originally stable atmosphere at the port was broken in an instant. Some people turned around and fled in panic, some people looked for opportunities to hide in panic, but there were still many people who ran towards the holy mountain with fanatical expressions, wanting to protect the supreme holy place in their hearts.

Looking at these fanatics who risked their lives to defend the True God Church at such a critical moment, Xiao Wang couldn't help shaking his head, and his evaluation of the True God Church, that is, the Eternal Heaven, was lowered a few points.

These ordinary people have no power to protect themselves. They just run to die with a fanatical worship, and do not seek help from institutions such as the Security Bureau. In the end, they can only die in vain.

Xiao Wang was neither hurried nor slow, and shuttled among the panicked crowd. He leisurely opened the extraordinary platform on his mobile phone and logged into the account "Dream Master" that was registered not long ago and has not been officially certified. Then he turned on the live broadcast function, pointed the camera at the headquarters of the True God Church in the distance, which was washed by flame bombs, and recorded all the scenes seriously.

Perhaps because the name "Dream Master" is more topical, or because the content of the live broadcast is too explosive, many people soon came to watch. Although some people questioned that Xiao Wang deliberately took advantage of the popularity of "Dream Master", more people were attracted by the content of the live broadcast.

〖emmmm, the Federation's good friend, the True God Church, is actually bombed one day. I, who can only hide from the Empire Countermeasures Bureau, really like to see it!〗

〖Those flame bombs are really familiar. Look at the red color, the unique appearance, the overwhelming and indiscriminate bombing momentum (I can't make it up anymore)... I really suspect that it is the work of the fire.〗

〖It must be the fire of the fire! First offended the Empire, then attacked the Federation, successively offended the Temple of the Gods and the White Dove, and now even the Eternal Heaven is not spared. The fire of the fire is going to be the enemy of the whole world!〗

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Xiao Wang ignored the comments, and live-broadcasted the embarrassing incident of the True God Church headquarters being bombed, then turned off the camera, and found a hotel on the street to stay.

However, the fire organization mentioned by those people made Xiao Wang curious.

After all, this organization has a strong presence. It ranks at the top of the wanted list of various countries and has offended countless forces. It can still survive and show its presence from time to time. This makes Xiao Wang have to suspect that there are other forces behind it.

The biggest possibility is that governments of various countries or even some extraordinary organizations secretly care about it. When necessary, they can release this untied mad dog and bite their enemies hard, even though they may hurt themselves by mistake sometimes.

Slightly retracting his scattered thoughts, Xiao Wang focused his attention on the purpose of his trip-to find the ghost god and replicate his supernatural powers.

According to Bai Ge's information, the ghost god should be in the headquarters of the True God Church at this time.

This is why Xiao Wang broadcast the attack on the Holy City so high-profile and did not set any encryption measures on his mobile phone.

Imagine that such a shameful thing was spread by an unknown person and known to the world. Will the Pope of the Eternal Kingdom of Heaven send someone to take this unknown person away and kill the chicken to scare the monkey in front of everyone?

In this way, Xiao Wang can enter the headquarters of the True God Church without any effort. It is better than sneaking in or forcing his way in.

While waiting for the members of the True God Church to come and "greet" him, Xiao Wang clicked on a piece of information about the Pantheon.

[It is reported that since the death of Yan Shen, one of the six gods of the Pantheon, at the hands of the Dream Master...]

"One of the six gods?!"

Xiao Wang was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the following content. He stared at these words closely, and some strange intuition jumped in his mind.

"... Isn't there a total of seven gods in the Pantheon?"

... Could it be that the person who compiled the information made a mistake?

Xiao Wang exited this information and clicked on a few pieces of information related to the Pantheon, and found that they all mentioned the six gods without exception. His fingers hanging by his side unconsciously clenched lightly.

Finally, he clicked on the introduction of the major supernatural forces on the homepage of the Supernatural Platform, and the names of the six gods of the Pantheon clearly appeared in Xiao Wang's sight.

... How could there be no Moon God?

He read it over and over again, and the clear memory in his mind showed that when he first logged into the platform two months ago, the introduction of the Pantheon was clearly not like this.

But at this moment, all the comments on the platform were very normal, and no one doubted the absence of the Moon God. It seemed that there have always been only six gods in the Pantheon.

Xiao Wang's intuition became more and more strange. He pondered and opened the address book and dialed a number. The address book page showed the three words "Puppet Man".

"... Do you have detailed information about the seven gods of the Pantheon?" After a few words, Xiao Wang asked tentatively.

"Seven gods?" The puppet man on the other end of the phone asked in surprise, "Including the Flame God you killed, there have always been only six gods in the Pantheon."

The puppet man was obviously helpless about the Lord Dreamer who was obviously going to deal with the leader of the Pantheon but even got the basic situation of the Pantheon wrong.

He sighed lightly and said, "I will send you all the information of the six gods now."

Xiao Wang did not look at the information sent by the puppet man later. Instead, he sat in the hotel room and fell into deep thought.

He checked his memory repeatedly. The titles and information of the seven gods of the Pantheon in his memory were all very detailed. But the whole world told him that the Pantheon never had a seventh god. The Moon God only existed in Xiao Wang's memory.

This feeling is like an ordinary urban plane boy who was preparing to take the entrance examination the day before, but found that the whole world had changed the next day. The entrance examination turned into a real-life hunting competition in the fantasy world.

Such a change is enough to make people doubt life.

A string of question bubbles accumulated in Xiao Wang's mind. At this moment, his doubts can probably be summed up in one sentence.

——Is it that everyone is asleep and I am the only one awake, or everyone is awake and I am still asleep?

...Is there something wrong with the whole world, or has my memory been tampered with?

Before Xiao Wang could figure out this philosophical question, the door of the hotel was suddenly pushed open. Several men in white priest robes walked in, their faces were cold and stiff, and their eyes looking at him were particularly unfriendly.

"You are a disbeliever without any reverence, you are suspected of insulting the True God Church, come with us."

A faint mysterious power emanated from these people. It was obvious that they were not ordinary priests of the True God Church, but members of the Eternal Kingdom of Heaven who had entered the extraordinary realm.

Xiao Wang put away the doubts in his mind and stood up with ease: "I have been waiting for a long time, let's go."

He walked out of the door first, and passed several priests in a few steps. His figure was incredibly fast, as if he couldn't wait. It seemed that they were not prisoners who were arrested, but distinguished guests who were invited to the door.

The priests almost didn't react. When they came to their senses, they chased Xiao Wang in anger and prepared to escort him back to the church. However, no matter how they chased, they were always a few meters away from Xiao Wang in front of them.

The anger of several people gradually cooled down, and they realized that this seemingly harmless boy might be a powerful extraordinary person. They were quite self-aware and no longer tried to capture Xiao Wang, but just followed him closely to prevent him from escaping.

When the Pope of the Eternal Heaven saw Xiao Wang, he saw this scene in his sight-

The boy in a black long windbreaker walked leisurely in front, with a relaxed and calm demeanor. The priests following closely behind him were panting and desperately chasing behind him.

There seemed to be an invisible space barrier between the two, quietly separating the distance between the boy and the priests.

At this time, the holy city had restored its previous tranquility, and the church hall built of white marble was as bright as new, as if the previous bombing was just an illusion.

The white-haired and white-bearded pope stood on the steps of the hall, looking down at the wide square below, the bound members of the Hellfire, and the thousands of believers gathered on the square.

Xiao Wang walked up the steps leisurely and came to the pope, without any awareness of trampling on the holy land. =This=work=provided=by=thinking=net=online=read=

The pope, who looked extremely kind in a white robe, turned his head and stared at him, and felt a condensed but unexpressed aura from the boy in front of him, which was not inferior to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly realized: "You are... the dream master?"

This boy who used the unofficial "dream master" ID to broadcast the attack on the True God Church on the extraordinary platform was actually the real dream master himself?

Thinking of the news he learned from the ghost god not long ago, looking at this son of God who came to his door voluntarily, the pope's heartbeat accelerated, and he couldn't help but smile excitedly.

Xiao Wang looked at the other party's slightly excited expression suspiciously. Although he guessed that the Pope had other intentions, he just nodded calmly: "Yes."

He looked calm, neither embarrassed nor excited. He stood beside the Pope and looked down at everyone naturally, with a kind of arrogance that was taken for granted.

Chapter 51 Genesis 10

Hearing Xiao Wang's personal admission of his identity, the Pope's attitude immediately changed. Not only did he not mention the reason why the priests had arrested him before, but he stood on the steps of the temple with some pride, his eyes swept across the wide square below.

He smiled amiably, and his snow-white beard trembled slightly: "I didn't expect that it was really the Lord of Dreams who came. Then please join me in appreciating this trial of blasphemers."

As his voice fell, the believers on the square burst into cheers like a landslide and tsunami.

Amid the cheers, red flames rose from the ground and directly ignited the attackers tied to the stake. The flames carried extraordinary power, and the fire snakes danced wildly. In an instant, a burning smell came out.

The expressions of nearly a thousand believers around were even more fanatical. They stared at the people with distorted faces in the red sea of ​​fire and prayed in unison.

Listening carefully, the content of the prayer was not compassion for the dead, but another sentence for their sins, praying that the gods in the kingdom of God would throw the souls of these blasphemers into the abyss of purgatory.

Even though he had little affection for the evildoers who openly carried out terrorist attacks, Xiao Wang still felt a chill when he saw the fanatical and almost demonic expressions of these believers.

The Pope nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied, immersed in this fanatical atmosphere, supported by the masses.

From the attack on the church headquarters to forcing back the attackers, and even capturing some of the murderers alive for trial, only half a day had passed. Such high efficiency is indeed worthy of his pride.

Seeing that Xiao Wang's eyes were always quietly staring at the enthusiastically cheering believers below, the Pope's tone was three parts of complacency and three parts of pride: "The believers of the church are very pious, and they must see the blasphemer die under trial before they are willing to leave."

"What do you think of the current development of the church?"

He was proud, ready to wait for Xiao Wang to symbolically praise him, and then casually invite him to stay, and then slowly plan the next things.

Xiao Wang's eyes were always on the cheering square.

"Not worth mentioning." He commented calmly.

Xiao Wang did not dislike religious beliefs, but blind worship. In his opinion, a good belief should be positive, and can lead everyone to be proactive and transform into a better self. Blind faith will only make people lose their reason, from