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Dawn breaks, and all things awaken.

Old Matthew, who lived in the west of Blackwater City, got up with the sunrise.

After washing and tidying up, he dressed neatly, pushed open the door, and then clasped his hands together, silently reciting the "Oracle Scripture" of the Dawn God Sect facing the rising sun.

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Besides him, the surrounding neighbors, men, women, old and young, all faced the rising sun in prayer as devoutly as he did.

Ever since the Dawn God Sect established itself in Blackwater City last month and demonstrated the miracle of endless holy water.

This has become a compulsory morning routine for every citizen of Blackwater City.

Old Matthew remembered that, in the words of the Dawn God Sect's bishop, this was called morning prayer.

Only with a firm and devout heart, praying for the Dawn's protection, would one be qualified to enjoy the Dawn's benevolence.

This applied to both registered and unregistered believers.

For them, the heart of faith in the Dawn was no different, only the official certification of identity mattered.

Now, it was not easy to recruit registered believers into the Dawn God Sect.

From the initial fixed number of five hundred people per day, as long as they were devout, they could join the sect.

Now, only believers who were well-versed in the "Oracle Scripture" were qualified to obtain official status.

Fortunately, Old Matthew was among the first batch of believers to join the Dawn God Sect, and his understanding of the "Oracle Scripture" was also profound.

Relying on his own devotion to the Dawn, he also secured a job, explaining the meaning of the scriptures to those believers who had not yet entered the church.

The salary was not high, but in Blackwater City, it was now a very respectable job.

Old Matthew was very proud, but he was very dissatisfied with his students.

The great Dawn brought all hope, yet they had not yet mastered the "Oracle Scripture" of the Dawn God Sect.

Was this not a lack of devotion to the Dawn?

"The Dawn is merciful, feels all good, and saves all evil."

Old Matthew prayed with a solemn expression, then returned to the yard to take out a wooden bucket, intending to fetch water from the holy water pool for today's use.

Although food was still a problem, having a constant supply of water, whether for planting crops, drinking, or even bathing, was possible.

In this year of great drought, this was more important than anything else.

"Teacher Matthew, good morning."

A young man greeted Matthew with a smile, apparently also carrying a wooden bucket to fetch water.

This young man was one of Matthew's students, who had not yet fully understood the interpretation of the "Oracle Scripture".

Matthew glanced at him and snorted.

It was only because the great Dawn was merciful and loved all its people, otherwise, these unfaithful fellows would not be qualified to use the holy water.

The young man was glared at by Matthew, but he did not dare to get angry, and he scratched his head sheepishly.

Old Matthew's task today was simple.

Fetch holy water, water the vegetable garden, and then in the morning, teach the meaning of the scriptures to those believers who had not yet joined the church, and pray for the Dawn at noon.

In the afternoon, study the true meaning of the Dawn with other registered believers.

This was also the daily work of most of the citizens of Blackwater City nowadays.

The citizens of Blackwater City were still simple and honest. After witnessing the miracle of the endless holy water, they firmly believed in the benevolence of the God of Dawn.

Now, they didn't even think about eggs and bread anymore.

The "Oracle Scripture" says:

"God loves the world, pities its suffering, and bestows skills, not things, so that people may have a means of self-reliance and self-sufficiency."

Old Matthew thought it made a lot of sense.

Facing the rising sun, accompanied by some believers who were also going to fetch water, he headed to the city lord's mansion.

Logically speaking, today would also be such a peaceful and serene day.

But as they walked to the center of Blackwater City, looking at the magnificent and holy hundred-meter castle, everyone was dumbfounded.

The castle was right in the center of the city's square, and Old Matthew swore that before he went to bed last night, it was still empty.

In the past few days, he hadn't heard anyone say that there was a new building to be constructed here.

So鈥?,"This thing appeared out of nowhere?

Fell from the sky?

Old Matthew rubbed his eyes hard, and after a long time, he determined that this was definitely not a great masterpiece that could be made by human power.

It was over a hundred meters high, pure white throughout, and the nine levels of spacious and long steps were also pure white, untouched by a speck of dust.

Directly opposite was a hollow sealed with huge transparent glass on all four sides, and in the very center was a huge archway, almost fifty meters high.

Inside the archway was a deep and secluded passage, with dense torches inserted on both sides, giving a sense of grandeur.

Further up were decorations that seemed to be the work of nature, also sealed with glass, emitting colorful light in the sunlight.

Above the archway was a huge circular frame structure, divided into crosses in the center.

On the circular frame, there seemed to be a huge eye pattern, and in a trance, Old Matthew saw a sacred and merciful gaze in it.

This building that appeared out of thin air was right in front of them, sacred, pure...

In the eyes of the citizens of Blackwater City, this building deserved all the beautiful descriptions in the world.

"Impossible!"

Someone rubbed his eyes hard and exclaimed:

"Yesterday! I passed by here hundreds of times yesterday, and I didn't see this building!"

"Could it be some kind of magic?"

"Bullshit! What kind of magic can create such an incredible building overnight! This must be the work of a god!"

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"A god? Then it must be the great Dawn!"

"Teacher Matthew, you know the most about the 'Oracle Scripture', do you know what this is? Is it the work of our great Dawn?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Old Matthew closed his eyes, and after a long time, tears welled up in his eyes as he knelt on the ground, clasping his hands together with a devout expression.

"Dawn forever, great Dawn, finally showing its miracle again!"

"Quick! Pray with me! The 'Oracle Scripture' records that the Dawn is the great creator, with the power to turn imagination into truth!"

"It must be our piety that has moved the Dawn, causing the Dawn to have mercy on us! The Dawn will send down oracles!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who had been somewhat suspicious just now immediately determined in their hearts that this must be a miracle of the great Dawn they believed in.

They immediately forgot about fetching water and knelt on the ground one by one, praising devoutly.

The uneven sound of prayer became louder and louder as more and more people came.

In their eyes, this sacred building also emitted a gentler dawn.

Previously, because of the arrival of infinite water, the believers who already firmly believed in the Dawn God Sect, looking at this impossible thing, the flames of faith grew stronger and stronger.

Even those who originally had impure faith, looking at this building again, replaced all doubts in their hearts with the four words 'Dawn Manifestation'.

This scene, a sacred building that rose from the ground overnight, a fortress hundreds of meters high, could only be explained by a miracle.

This was something that even demonic forbidden curses could not do.

After an unknown amount of time, almost all the people of Blackwater City gathered here, kneeling and praying devoutly and fanatically.

Finally, there was movement in this silent sacred building.

The sound of neat footsteps rang out, and countless people looked expectantly at the archway below.

Finally, familiar figures appeared before everyone's eyes.

The leader was the Father of the Dawn God Sect's believers, the Pope of the Dawn God Sect, whom they had only seen once when the miracle of the Holy Water descended.

Beside him, on one side was the Holy Nun, with a devout and sacred expression, wearing a black and white nun's habit.

On the other side was the most frequently seen Cardinal Layal.

Behind them, a uniform group of silver-armored knights, wearing thick and mighty iron armor, with long swords at their waists, followed with neat steps.

They walked out of the deep and dark archway, step by step into the light.

And the long-unseen Pope remained gentle, holding a golden scepter, step by step.

The dull knocking sound entered everyone's hearts, and a sense of security surged into their hearts.

These short dozens of meters were exceptionally long in the eyes of the believers.

It was as shocking as a myth walking into reality step by step.

After a long time, Ian and his party stopped on the nine-level white jade steps, overlooking the believers below.

He slowly stretched out a hand.

"Believers of the Dawn God Sect, may the Dawn protect you, may your hearts be connected to the Dawn, Dawn forever!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire Blackwater City instantly erupted with earth-shattering shouts.

"Dawn forever!"

"Dawn forever!"

"Dawn forever!"