I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 70 Waiting for the Miracle of Dawn

Chapter 70: The Miracle of Awaiting Dawn

The edge of Blackwater City's north gate.

This place was piled high with construction waste that hadn't been moved in time.

Originally, this was a place no one cared about, but now it was bustling with people.

A large number of torches from the MC world had been placed in all directions, and even square stone blocks had been used to surround the area, blocking the view of the believers.

The Papal Army surrounded the area every three steps, and winged warriors holding longbows circled and patrolled the sky.

Lyar and the others had already arrived at this place, and Markov and the others were wearing priceless enchanted diamond armor.

Old Matthew and Uriel stood beside Lyar, whispering something with guilty expressions.

The army surrounded the place so tightly that not even water could leak through.

But it still couldn't stop the creepy roars that faintly came from behind the stone wall.

From time to time, there were even scarlet eyes flickering in the darkness, like terrifying monsters lurking.

Before long, Freyni's loud voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"

In an instant, the winged army swooped down, and the Papal Army cut across the path, forcibly opening a passage.

With the winged warriors guarding the surroundings above and the army protecting below, Ian, as always, wore a gold and white Papal robe, appearing even more sacred in the night.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope, may the dawn last forever!"

The surrounding believers fell to the ground like wheat being cut down.

The original anxiety in their hearts disappeared the moment they saw Ian's gentle smile.

Ian strode to Lyar's side, and Uriel quickly stepped forward, about to say something, but Ian slightly raised his hand to interrupt him.

He gave Resia a look, and the latter understood, stepping forward and saying some polite words, persuading the believers to disperse and go back to sleep.

With Resia's current prestige, the believers naturally obeyed, and with Ian's arrival, a sense of security surged in their hearts, and they all left yawning.

Before long, only Lyar and the other clergy, plus the army and the winged warriors, remained here.

Then Ian looked at Lyar with a puzzled expression and said:

"What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uriel, this strong man, immediately kicked two young winged warriors, and then he himself fell to his knees like a mountain.

His voice was full of self-blame.

"Please punish me, Your Holiness the Pope! Demonic monsters attacked Blackwater City, injuring many believers. This matter is entirely our winged warriors' dereliction of duty!"

"These two bastards actually neglected their duties, allowing so many demons to enter the city and injure people. These two have violated the Dawn's faith and are at the mercy of His Holiness the Pope!"

"Your subordinate's supervision was lax and should also be dealt with!"

Ian frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled. The winged warriors' patrol of Blackwater City was quite serious, so how could zombies suddenly appear?

Lyar leaned close to Ian and whispered:

"These two winged warriors hadn't eaten for a day. It happened that the zombies attacked during the shift change, and it was dark at the time. The north of the city was piled with construction waste, which allowed the zombies to enter the city."

Ian nodded slightly and said softly:

"Get up. This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you. The winged warriors are not made of iron. It is not unforgivable to have oversights during shifts."

"Your Holiness the Pope…"

Uriel wanted to say something, but Ian raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Alright, that's it for this matter. Whatever punishment you have internally is your own winged warriors' business, but they were not neglecting their duties and don't need to be too harsh."

"I think that as devout believers of the Dawn, they are already feeling tormented by such an incident."

Ian glanced at the two winged warriors on the ground. As expected, the burly men all had red eyes, wishing they could commit suicide to apologize.

Ian couldn't bear to punish such loyal warriors.

"Your Holiness the Pope, these zombies…"

Lyar leaned close to Ian's ear and whispered a sentence. Ian nodded and said:

"I know… This matter is not entirely a matter of lax supervision. Someone is plotting, right?"

"Your Holiness the Pope is holy!"

Markov praised loudly, and then dragged out more than a dozen fragmented corpses from the ruins.

"After the incident, Bishop Lyar felt that everything was too coincidental. It happened to coincide with the change of shifts for the winged patrolmen, and it was at the north city entrance with the most obstacles…"

"So, he sent us out of the city to search, and sure enough, we found these guys with ulterior motives. We encountered resistance during the arrest, and they have all been executed!"

Ian glanced at them, sneering in his heart.

Although the corpses were incomplete, he knew whose handiwork this was without looking.

In this world, besides his MC world, there is no place where those kinds of zombies can be born.

And the only time zombies were sent out of the MC world by Ian was at Canopy City…

Very good!

He hadn't gone to them yet, but those two guys had learned to borrow strength?

It seems that he had let some people live a little too long.

"I already understand the situation."

Ian's expression was calm as he raised his foot and walked inside.

"Your Holiness the Pope…"

Uriel hesitated a little, but Ian smiled and said:

"Don't worry, in the Dawn's territory, could something happen to me? I need to confirm the children's situation and report to the Dawn to save them."

Uriel looked at Ian with a look of anticipation and disbelief.

"Your Holiness the Pope! But those people are already…"

"The Dawn will not allow its children to die so hastily."

Ian didn't say more, crossed the cordon, and began to check the specific situation with a large group of people.

Lyar followed beside him, pointing to both sides and introducing:

"Your Holiness the Pope, although the incident was sudden, the winged warriors and the Papal Army resolved it quickly, the notification was timely, and with the iron golems guarding the area, there was no major damage."

"The enclosure on the left contains the injured children of the Dawn, twelve seriously injured who have not yet mutated, and seven who have completely fallen into demons."

"The right side contains the original culprits of this demonic attack, originally five hundred, seventy-four were killed in battle, and now there are four hundred and twenty-six left."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uriel hurriedly said:

"Your Holiness the Pope, these demons have never appeared before, and are likely a new type of demon. We don't know their specific situation…"

"The Dawn knows."

Ian's tone was still so calm and composed.

He checked each of the Blackwater City citizens who were locked up.

Those who were seriously injured were now also dying, and looked like they would mutate at any time.

Before, Ian really had no way to deal with it and could only lock them up first, but now…

Zombie infection?

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Ian turned his head and looked at the worried Papal Army and others, and said softly:

"The Dawn has already told me how to save these innocent children. You don't need to have too much burden. They will all be fine."

Saying that, Ian whispered to Lyar:

"Go back to the No. 4 Alchemy Potion Warehouse and get splash weakness potions; go to the No. 7 Gold Vault and get five stacks of gold blocks."

Lyar nodded and quickly left.

Before, Lyar would have worried a little if Ian suddenly took so many gold blocks, wondering if Ian was going to squander them again.

But now…

Gold, since the piglin farm was completed, had become commonplace.

One No. 7 Gold Vault stored at least several hundred stacks of gold blocks.

The Dawn Holy City had ten such gold vaults.

Although not all of them stored gold, the total number of gold blocks that Ian and his team currently possessed was also over a thousand stacks.

This was after collecting too much that Lyar and the others finally got tired of gold and stopped accumulating it.

Otherwise, Ian would really have to build a golden house to hide his beauty.

Uriel and the others were relieved to receive Ian's promise.

Although they hadn't seen the results, hadn't the miracles created by the Dawn and His Holiness the Pope been few?

Just believe!

Before long, Lyar returned with a large amount of supplies and handed them over to Ian, and then thoughtfully made a crafting table.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Ian had demonstrated the miracle of MC synthesis in front of Uriel and the others.

Ian, with a gold ingot in one hand and an apple in the other, inexplicably thought of the catchy song "I have a pen, I have an apple" from his previous life…

He withdrew his impetuous thoughts and quickly synthesized several golden apples.

"Your Holiness the Pope, the seriously injured believers have all turned into zombies."

Just then, Lyar leaned over and whispered.

Ian nodded slightly. What he wanted was to turn into zombies!

Otherwise, Ian really didn't know if MC milk could cure this kind of poison.

"Throw potions at the demonized believers."

He instructed Lyar, and Ian followed, and when all the believers had entered a weakened state, Ian took out the golden apples again.

The weight of this thing, outside of the MC world, once released, no one but Ian could pick it up.

Therefore, Ian could only feed the zombie believers himself, but in the eyes of Uriel and the others, that was a symbol of the great His Holiness the Pope caring for his people, like a father's compassion.

One by one, they were moved to tears again.

As for the golden apple in Ian's hand, they simply assumed that it was an apple attached with the Dawn's divine power, and didn't even imagine that this thing was actually pure gold.

Lyar and the others knew, but now, even if Ian used gold to make a toilet, they would still smile and praise Ian for having ideas.

After handing out the golden apples to the zombified believers one by one, Ian took a step back.

"Your Holiness the Pope…"

"Shhh!"

Ian motioned for Uriel to be quiet with a gentle smile.

"Wait a moment."

Uriel nodded honestly, staring at the zombies with wide eyes, but apart from roaring and madness, he couldn't see anything.

These people were probably dead…

Finally, after two minutes, Uriel couldn't sit still.

"Your Holiness the Pope, these believers are already… If you can't bring yourself to do it, let your subordinates show them mercy."

The only response to Uriel was still one word from Ian.

"Wait."