Chapter 146: Falling Sun God Festival

The prophet Yaoshao looked up.

Above the boundless blue sky, terrifying fireballs like a rainstorm descended from the sky, carrying with them the wrath of divine power, blasting the black sun so hard that it kept bowing its head.

At this moment, miracles prevail over natural disasters, and the power of gods resounds throughout the sky.

The Black Sun, the source of disaster and sin that has created countless monsters and made the whole world panic in the past thirty years, and the Black Sun that is secretly worshipped by many people, seems insignificant at this moment.

In the center of the fire and explosion, the dark sun fell and sank from the sky into the ocean.

The scene in the sky left the citizens of Yao City dumbfounded.

Yaoshao's lips moved together, and he said in a low and devout voice: "God falls from the sun."

Everyone was instantly in a frenzy, their hearts pounding with excitement.

“God, God!”

"The invincible God Yao!"

"Praise you, great god! God Yao is the only sun and true god!"

"The dark sun is sinking! Hahaha, it makes people happy!"

"In front of God Yao, even Anri must submit!"

"There is only one creator in the world, and that is God Yao!"

On the steps of the temple, Yaoshao looked at the countless fanatical people around him.

She paused the wooden stick in her hand, and the copper rings on the top of the stick jingled.

This is the inspiration that Medicine Spoon got from the neighboring prophet Doron Nunu. The cane can assist in movement, is also a symbol, and can also be used as a vocal tool with a little improvement.

The clear sound caused by the collision of the copper rings immediately quieted the nearby citizens. This calm spread quickly like a wave, making everyone look at the prophet on the steps of the temple.

Yaoshao glanced at everyone. She didn't say anything, and no one dared to speak.

The prophetess said majestically: "The majesty of God cannot be violated."

"Even the sun must move according to the will of God Yao."

"The great God Yao has returned to his faithful world."

"Fellow citizens, this is a day of great importance, a holy and noble moment."

"As followers and servants, we cannot see the great figure of God with our own eyes, but we can at least remember this day firmly."

“Please remember this moment, the glory of this moment, the power of God, and our pride and humility as followers and witnesses.”

"Let us celebrate and commemorate this day with festivals and ceremonies!"

Yaoshao said slowly: "Today is the day when the gods fall from the sun!"

"Falling sun! Falling sun!"

"Falling Sun God Festival! Falling Sun God Festival!"

"The divine power descends from the sky, and the sun falls!"

The citizens immediately knelt on the ground and began to pray and worship.

…

In Yancheng, Duolun Nunu stood on a high platform, pointing his hand covered with gems and gold to the sky, and excitedly announced: "This is the power of God!"

"The gods are taming the sun!"

"This is the will of the God Yao, and it is the punishment of the great Creator on the sun."

"The gods were angry and the sun fell into the sea."

"Today is the guidance given to us by the gods. Except for the gods listed in the Temple of Lord Yao, the rest are all false gods!"

Over the years, Duolunnunu has always spoken with an islander accent, and his words are not as refined and solemn as those of the prophet next door. But on the other hand, this chief prophet is more passionate and speaks in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

"Citizens!"

"listen to me."

"The gods have bridled the sun, just as we once tamed wild horses!"

The old prophet waved his golden staff excitedly, his voice rising and falling, as if he was also helping the gods to tame the sun.

"This is an amazing day. We must record this day and pass it on to future generations so that our descendants will know about it."

"To celebrate the miracle of the God's taming of the sun, everyone, take out the wine and drink!"

As he spoke, the old prophet lifted up a clay pot handed to him by the person next to him and took the lead in taking a big sip.

The old mayor Shang Li beside him couldn't help but whispered to him: "You should drink less."

"It's okay, it's okay. Today is the day when the gods display their power. Although I am the White God Prophet, I am also a servant of the Temple of Lord Yao God... How can I not drink more!"

The prophet, who was not young, drank happily.

He waved his golden staff and said: "Everyone, revel, dance, and sing! This moment belongs to God Yao, and also to us as believers. Let us offer our joy and praises to the great God Yao!"

The old prophet took the lead, grabbing the golden staff with both hands and twisting it. The colorful bird feather cloak on his body swayed in the wind, and his body was extremely flexible.

The citizens burst into laughter upon seeing this, and began to sing, dance and drink revelry.

After a brief period of slavery and turmoil, this ruined city regained its former vitality as the sun set.

The old mayor Shang Li also tried to twist his body, but compared to the smooth steps of the old prophet next to him, he looked stiff and clumsy. He even sprained his waist accidentally.

Shang Li shrank to one side with a grin on his face, leaning on a crutch with one hand and supporting his old waist with the other, feeling both pain and happiness.

Everyone in Yancheng was celebrating enthusiastically.

Shang Li turned his gaze towards the direction of the monument.

Old man, how are you doing in the ghost town now? It's time to celebrate.

It won't be long before we meet again.

At that time, you will definitely laugh at me, an old guy.

…

The south of the continent.

In the ghost town of Sanilori, Mayor Chapman is discussing a specific cooperation plan with the Furnace Clan.

If he wanted to, Chapman could easily deal with this group of dwarves who knew nothing and make them run around in circles. However, considering the long-term cooperation in the future, he needed to be open and honest to ensure the interests of both parties as much as possible.

It is a painstaking task to come up with a simple yet accurate explanation of the dwarves.

The dwarves, who already had a language barrier, looked confused.

Just as Chapman was wiping his sweat and preparing to speak again, a loud roar unprecedented in history suddenly sounded in the air.

He looked up and saw the scene that spread across the world.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The black sun sank into the ocean under the bombardment of countless flaming meteorites.

The arrogant An Ri was punished by the gods in public and was shot down from the sky.

Even in the peaceful city of Sanilo, the ghost residents were ecstatic, shouting "God Yao" and praising the god's power and strength.

The sandworms who came to the city to work trembled and hid in the soil after seeing the gods fall. The ghosts could only come over and pat them gently to comfort them.

"It's okay. The gods are dealing with the sun, not you."

"This is a city protected by the gods. Don't be afraid. You are also citizens of Saniro."

"Alright, alright, it's okay."

"Have you done anything blasphemous? If not, what are you afraid of?"

"If you are really scared, go and worship outside the temple. Lord Yao is very kind. As long as you worship, he will bless you."

The dwarves were also very excited.

They didn't understand much of what Mayor Chapman said, but they could see the scene in the sky at a glance.

The black sun was picked off by another force that was superior to it and thrown into the sea.

He is worthy of being the god followed by the Undead Knights!

In the corner next to them, three dwarves gathered together.

"Has everyone decided?"

"Just do it!"

"The first adventure group in the history of the Furnace Clan was established today."

"Members include me, tall and strong."

"Powerful and fierce!"

"Fire clouds!"

"【Blast Furnace Prodigies】assemble!"

Two male dwarves hold up hammers, one on the left and one on the right, pretending to forge iron. The female dwarf is in the middle, leaning on the hammer with both hands. The dwarf adventure group is frozen.

"Where is our first adventure destination?"

Gao Youzhuang suggested: "Go and see the sun, at the place where the black sun was shot down, go to the sea, to the west!"

"good!"

"【Blast Furnace Strange Man】, target, west!"

…

On the deck of a galley in the sea.

All the sailors raised their heads and looked at the setting sun in the sky. They threw their towels and hats, cheered and cursed the sun loudly.

Without the Dark Sun, the monsters on the sea would be much quieter.

Tonghai swung his bronze hammer and hammered a man-eating crab that was trying to climb onto the boat back into the sea.

He looked in the direction where the dark sun was setting and prayed silently in his heart.

Lord Yaoshen.

May your divine power last forever and dispel all darkness in the world.

"You are amazing! Sir, the man-eating crab is a very difficult monster to deal with."

A young man came over and said, "I heard from the sailors that there is a fairy in the southern forest who is rich enough to rival a country. Whoever marries her will get all her wealth. Are you going to find the fairy too?"

"No, I have a wife."

Tonghai said, "I will go to the slave traders. Do you know anything about them?"

The other party was surprised: "Aren't they all dead?"

"They're everywhere, like bugs."

Tonghai said softly, "Have you ever seen a place without bugs?"

The other party thought about it seriously and said: "The black volcano north of Yao City in the Western Continent is very hot and there are no bugs on the volcano."

Tong Hai was stunned for a moment: "That's right. What's your name?"

"Cubirol, sir."

The young man showed his white teeth: "I am a scholar, on pilgrimage."

(End of this chapter)