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Chapter 40. The Roderick Continent Welcomes the True Sun

Blackwater City had a torrential downpour today.

This was a cause for celebration for the citizens of Blackwater City, as a long-awaited rain is one of the four great joys in life.

However, with the Infinite Water and the Harvest Spirit bestowed by the great Dawn, even if the drought continued, the citizens of Blackwater City could still live a wonderful life that others could only dream of.

Drinking the pure, dust-free dew, eating the blessed grain bestowed by the Dawn.

On normal days, they could even use the endless water to take baths, or even grow flowers and plant trees to cultivate their sentiments.

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A torrential rain would at most cause the believers of Blackwater City to cheer for a few minutes, and then鈥?,"They would swarm to the Dawn Cathedral, piously praising Father Dawn and His Holiness the Pope, the embodiment of the divine, who had bestowed happiness upon them.

The believers firmly believed that this rain was also bestowed by the Dawn.

Thousands of people gathered in the church, and under the leadership of Father Matthew, they piously and uniformly recited the "Divine Oracle Scripture", praising the Dawn with gratitude and happiness in their hearts.

But this harmonious atmosphere was soon broken.

Jero, who was fortunate enough to join the Papal Army, braved the rain and rushed into the church, soaked to the bone, with a look of anxiety and bloodshot eyes.

"Father Matthew! Something bad has happened! Father Matthew!"

"Preposterous!"

Matthew, who was leading the recitation at the front, opened his eyes unhappily.

"With the great and merciful Dawn above, can the sky possibly fall? To be so anxious and lose your composure in the sacred church is truly blasphemous!"

"Are you worthy of your glorious status as a member of the Papal Army?"

Jero didn't have time to argue with Matthew about these things, and said urgently:

"Father Matthew, a winged girl came to the city for help! She claims that her people were attacked by demons east of Blackwater City."

"Now, Holy Knight Markov and the others have taken that little girl to pay respects to His Holiness the Pope!"

Demons?

The appearance of this long-lost word in the ears of the citizens of Blackwater City could not help but make many people feel terrified.

But immediately afterwards, looking at the great sun sculpture of the Dawn in front, their hearts inexplicably calmed down.

With the Dawn present, what if the Demon King came?

Matthew thought the same way, his expression calm.

"A mere demon race, and you're already panicking like this, are you still the glorious Papal Army?"

"No, Father Matthew, that's not what I meant!"

Jero was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

"Holy Knight Markov and the others didn't order the Papal Army to prepare for battle before they left, but I think the great Dawn wouldn't ignore His children."

"I'm worried鈥?that His Holiness the Pope and the others might not let us go to war and go to solve these demons themselves!"

This statement made Matthew silent.

He re-examined Jero, this little guy who had been unremarkable in the past, was actually so clever and could have such an understanding.

No wonder Holy Knight Markov would let the thin Jero join the Papal Army.

In fact, after being told by Jero, Matthew also realized it.

Combined with the Dawn God Sect's kindness and love for believers, and the great Pope's protection of believers.

What Jero said was not impossible, but rather鈥?,"It was almost an inevitable result!

"Go! Follow me to pay respects to His Holiness the Pope!"

Matthew couldn't sit still, and immediately got up and led a large group of people to the City Lord's Mansion.

But just as he walked out of the church, he saw Ian and the others walking towards the city gate in the pouring rain, their steps hurried, accompanied by the Winged girl that Jero had mentioned.

Damn it!

Jero was right!

Matthew's heart sank, the direction Ian and the others were walking was not the direction where the Papal Army was stationed!

"Your Holiness the Pope! Please wait!"

Matthew quickly rushed into the rain and blocked Ian's path with people.

"Your Holiness the Pope, are you going to conquer the demons?"

Ian glanced at Markov and nodded.

"That's right, the situation is urgent, our children of the Dawn have been attacked by demons, I am acting on the order of the Dawn to carry out divine wrath."

"Your Holiness the Pope, why not order the Papal Army to attack!"

In the heavy rain, Matthew's vision became blurred, and he couldn't even see clearly how many people Ian and the others had.

Ian categorically shook his head in denial.

"The Papal Army has just been newly enlisted and has not yet had a formal training, how can I let the children of the Dawn make such a pointless sacrifice?"

"But this is precisely the duty of the Papal Army! The Dawn is above, we are never afraid of death!"

Jero took a step forward and replied to Ian resolutely.

"It's not just the Papal Army!"

A citizen of Blackwater City raised his arms and shouted.

"We are also children of the Dawn, fighting for our comrades is the righteousness that the Dawn teaches us!"

"Your Holiness the Pope, please let us go to war!"

"The Dawn is above, we are willing to die for the Dawn! To die for our comrades!"

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Haniya, who was standing next to Ian, stared blankly at the Dawn believers who were standing not far away and were emotionally excited.

They may not know who they are saving, or some people may have heard of the bad reputation of the Winged people.

But based on the existence of the Dawn, they are still willing to call the Winged people their fellow brothers.

After the Fourth Anti-Demon War, the Winged people had not felt such pure kindness for a long time.

Haniya's tears fell mixed with the rain.

She was sure that on the Roderick Continent, only the Dawn God Sect was the last pure land for the Winged people, and also the most perfect home for the Winged people.

If she wasn't still anxious about the clan land, Haniya would have had to give a few thousand words of "A Heart of Gratitude" themed speech.

Or sing a song "Listen to Me, Thank You".

Looking at the increasingly restless Blackwater City, Ian raised his hand and shouted.

"Children of the Dawn, please listen to me."

The moment the words fell, the noisy Blackwater City immediately fell silent.

"The situation is urgent, we have no time to waste, I know your intentions, but the Dawn will never allow His children to do dangerous things without certainty."

"Today's battle is for us to personally practice the divine might of the Dawn, and when you become stronger in the future, I will expect you to also be able to fight for the Dawn!"

"I promise you, this battle will be won!"

"Now, please step aside, the situation of the Winged people is extremely urgent!"

This time, the citizens of Blackwater City finally silently made way for a passage.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't have time to continue to give a pre-war speech, the more he delayed for a minute, the more critical the situation on the Winged people's side would be.

Those were all Ian's predetermined loyal scouting archers of the Dawn God Sect, an important combat force for the Dawn God Sect's expansion and suppression of the Demon Race in the future.

Taking Leal and the others, Ian strode towards the outside of the city.

In the eyes of the Dawn believers in Blackwater City, at this moment, the backs of Ian and his twenty people turned into a wall made of gold and stone.

It was slowly and firmly expanding and pushing towards the dangerous place outside the city.

On the city wall, it seemed as if the banner of victory was already hanging high.

Gradually, it was as if they saw a round of warm and gentle rising sun, steadily rising from the east.

Sweeping away the haze of the night.

Matthew suddenly had a feeling of inspiration and foresaw some of the future.

The Roderick Continent seemed to be welcoming its true sun.

After a moment, Matthew shouted as hard as he could.

"Your Holiness the Pope, please return safely!"

Ian kept walking and continued forward.

Under the heavy rain, only Ian's voice passed through the rain and entered everyone's ears.

"The Dawn will hang victory high above Blackwater City for nine days!"

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