Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 539 Dream Meeting Ancestors
"pity……"

"If it weren't for fate, maybe we would have a chance to become friends."

"Your sunshine is like your soul, noble and proud, but too hot to last."

Kano calmly stood where the Son of the Sun God died.

He took a deep breath.

The other party may not have done anything wrong.

At least from the perspective of the Sun Saint himself, this is indeed the case...

As for whether we were wrong?
Kano looked at the sky, which had changed drastically, and frowned slightly.

"Great Lord of the Lost, I still believe in you."

The sky was no longer blue, but was covered by an extremely thick black fog.

The sunshine disappeared.

The whole world has become like a sea without light. Natural sunlight no longer exists, and only the sunlight preserved by technologies such as "solar gold" and "canned sunlight" remains, but the quantity is too scarce, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to obtain them.

The law of nature was completely overturned, extreme climate and natural disasters occurred frequently, and various animals and plants mutated into monsters. The once unstable social structure and civilization system finally crumbled in the face of disasters.

In order to survive, people have to engage in a silent but fierce struggle for survival.

Food and water became the most precious resources, and people had to go deep into the ruins and travel far into the unknown wilderness to find places where food might still remain.

Social order is on the brink of collapse. The constraints of law and morality have been greatly weakened. People resort to any means necessary to survive. Theft, robbery and even violent conflicts occur frequently.

Every country is gradually disintegrating.

Everyone realizes one thing: the real end of the world has come!

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"God left an oracle saying that He is about to unlock the ninth seal and has temporarily fallen into a deep sleep."

Archer, the high priest of the Dawn Cult, said so.

In the solemn and magnificent hall of the Fischer family, a meeting that will determine the future fate of the family is being held.

The lights in the hall illuminate the thick stone walls, and the air is filled with a heavy and solemn atmosphere.

The Fisher family and the members of the Dawn Order were all sitting around a long table carved from thousand-year-old oak. There were nearly two hundred people in total, all of them important figures.

Darren's eyes sparkled as he sat at the head of the long table with a slight smile on his face, seeming to have no worries about the upcoming decisive battle.

Already over a hundred years old, he has long lost his former anxiety and sharpness, replaced by a more calm and restrained mind.

"Dear brothers and sisters of the Fisher family..."

Darren, the clan leader, spoke slowly in a steady and powerful voice, and continued, "We are about to face the final battle with the Loen Empire. This battle not only concerns the future fate of the Fisher family, but also everything about this land under our feet and everything about the Dawn Cult."

"It could even be said that if we lose, the great Lord of the Lost might even be revived later."

His words were like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring the hearts of everyone present. On both sides of the long table, family members lowered their heads in thought with firm eyes.

Everyone is fully aware of the difficulty and importance of this decisive battle.

"We, the Fisher family, have been known for our bravery and loyalty since a hundred years ago. Facing powerful enemies, we have never backed down, and we will never back down this time!" Darren's voice was sonorous and powerful, as if it could inspire the courage and determination deep in everyone's heart.

Finally, he slowly stood up, his eyes swept over everyone present, his voice firm and powerful: "Warriors of the Fisher family, let us face this decisive battle together. No matter what the result is, Fisher will live up to his conscience, live up to the Dawn Cult, and live up to the Syat we have always loved!"

"More importantly, we must be worthy of the Lost Lord."

As Darren finished his words, thunderous applause broke out in the glorious hall.

At this moment, Archer stepped forward, stared at everyone and said calmly: "The world is different now, I think everyone can see it."

"However……"

"The discussion about the apocalypse in the outside world is not favorable to us. Some people in the Dawn Cult even said that all this was caused by the great Lord of the Lost..."

The faces of some members of the Dawn Cult changed slightly, because they had also heard of a "coincidence", that is, after a large number of sacrifices were made in the last sacrifice, the whole world suddenly became like this.

Perhaps, this doomsday-like world scene is really related to the Lost Lord?

When people think of this, they immediately realize that they are really disrespectful!

Aqir looked serious and more resolute than ever before, and said: "No, the great Lord of the Lost will never want to destroy us. He is the dawn and our hope." "He will never bring about the end of the world. On the contrary, the end of the world is gradually becoming uncontrollable because of His slumber. As long as He wakes up, everything will be fine!"

"The Great Lord of the Lost will save us all!"

Christine in the wheelchair nodded slightly and said, "Yes, we need to reach a consensus on this matter without discussing it."

The people of the Fisher family and the Dawn Cult remained silent, knowing that this matter was the red line for the entire family and the cult. Even for direct members of the Fisher family, it would be a serious crime if they dared to slander the Lord of Lost.

Aqir looked around at everyone and continued, "In fact, before falling asleep, he channeled a divine power to me."

"Divine power?"

When everyone heard this word, their hearts were suddenly filled with excitement. The Orthodox Church has so-called "saints", and it seems that Lord Archil is also a saint of the Dawn Church!
"This divine power is very small, and it can only do one thing. I think it is necessary to release it before the final battle."

After saying that, Archer stretched out his hand.

A black mist surged out from the back of his hand and instantly surrounded everyone in the Fisher family.

Darren and the others just felt that they were gradually falling asleep.

Under the guidance of the power of the end, important members of the Fisher family and the Order of the Dawn crossed the boundary between reality and illusion and arrived at a place beyond imagination - the legendary city of the spirit world.

The spiritual city floats in mid-air, composed of countless twinkling points of light, just like the brightest stars in the night sky gathered together.

This city is neither a prosperous metropolis in the human world nor a mysterious place in the spiritual world, but a place in between the two, a wonderful realm constructed by souls, memories and many divine powers.

Felix looked at all this and murmured to himself, "Is this the kingdom of God? According to legend, this is where the souls of the devout believers are..." Motor suddenly said, "I don't think we can find the soul of Sir Lucius here."

The moment they stepped into the city, a ray of light shone from afar. It was the light of the souls of many devout believers.

Guided by the light, the souls of many devout believers of the Dawn Order slowly emerged. Their faces seemed to have not changed over the years at all, but rather looked just as they had when they were alive.

Darren's face changed because he saw his father's soul!

Chris stared into his sister's soul, and couldn't help but walk forward, and finally hugged Irene.

"It's okay, Chris." Irene smiled and comforted him just like she did a hundred years ago.

"Welcome, warriors of the Fisher family and the Order of the Dawn." Byrne adjusted his glasses. His voice was like the ancient wind, carrying with it the vicissitudes and wisdom of the years.

"We have been waiting here for a long time, waiting for your arrival and for this day to come."

Not only the two of them, but the vast majority of the souls of the many devout believers are relatives and friends of the important members of the Dawn Order in the present world.

The people of the world and the souls of many devout believers hugged each other tightly, tears and smiles intertwined.

This is a true miracle!

"Darren, Christine, and Archer, I need to talk to you guys privately, come over here."

Byrne waved his hand and asked the three people in charge of managing the family and the sect to come over.

The four of them soon arrived at the hidden city location, and Byrne said calmly, "Since my soul awakened, I have been observing the situation in the world from the spirit world."

"Well, I can be sure of one thing, that is, the doomsday scene of the real world originates from the great Lord of the Lost."

Darren and Christine fell into deep thought. Archer's face changed drastically and he retorted: "Even you can't..."

"Stop, I'm not trying to slander Fisher's God."

Byrne smiled slightly and continued, "However, that was definitely not His original intention. It was a side effect of His extraordinary power. I wonder if you can understand this."

"As long as He can recover all His strength, He can restore everything. I am not questioning this, but merely conveying the answer."

“I hope you won’t be confused.”

Suddenly, everyone relaxed.

"Because the great Lord of the Lost has fallen asleep again, when you and the Lorn people fought a decisive battle, Irene and I were unable to descend to the world as God's messengers to join the battle."

"From now on, everything depends on you."

Byrne said solemnly: "No matter what, we must wake up the great Lord of the Lost as soon as possible, because something terrible is ready to make a move."

"Our world is indeed about to end!"

(End of this chapter)