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Chapter 21. A Bucket of Water to Make the Dawn Eternal

Let the citizens gathered at the entrance of the City Lord's Mansion make way. Ian led Leyar and the others to the middle of the open space.

On the way, Ian quietly glanced at Leyar. With their tacit understanding, Leyar naturally understood Ian's meaning.

His gaze swept across the crowd, as if searching for something.

Before long, Ian stopped and, in full view of everyone, took out a set of stone blocks.

However, in the eyes of the Blackwater City citizens, Ian was just holding a strange little stone.

Many people were still whispering, full of doubts about the Dawn God Cult that Ian mentioned.

It was just that they didn't dare to amplify these voices in the face of a dozen bows and arrows.

But the next moment, all these whispers stopped.

All the citizens looked at Ian in astonishment.

With one step, a stone staircase naturally formed under his feet for him to step on.

Perfectly natural, a neatly cubic meter of stone appeared out of thin air on the ground.

Countless eyes were staring, but no one knew where this thing came from.

As if…

"It's the Dawn!"

Someone exclaimed and immediately knelt on the ground.

"The Dawn is showing its holiness! Support the Pope!"

As Ian continued to move forward, another identical cubic meter of stone, with completely similar textures, appeared out of thin air.

And this time, it was even more outrageous…

One side of this stone was seamlessly connected to the first stone.

The remaining part was almost entirely rooted in the air, just supporting Ian in mid-air.

Ian still had a compassionate and gentle smile on his face, holding a golden scepter in one hand and grabbing a stone block with the other.

Amidst countless dumbfounded gazes, he stepped forward again.

Like the second stone, another stone appeared.

Completely rooted in the air.

Following closely were the fourth, fifth, and sixth stones…

Repeatedly, until the ninth stone was placed, Ian had already stood above everyone's heads.

The stones seemed to form a staircase leading to heaven.

In the eyes of the Blackwater City citizens, it was carrying Ian, step by step, towards the sun.

Until this moment, countless people looked up at Ian standing on the completely floating stones, the sun seemed to be shining above his head.

The radiance was dazzling, causing many people to uncontrollably shed tears.

"Dawn! This is the Dawn!"

As the first person came back to his senses and exclaimed, more and more people knelt on the ground like harvested wheat.

Leyar and the others still maintained their holy swindler smiles. This was also taught by Ian, who called it the self-cultivation of an actor.

However, looking at the increasing number of believers kneeling around and praying for the Dawn's blessing, Leyar and the others couldn't help but rejoice.

The Dawn God Cult had finally gained a firm foothold.

"Young Master Ian…"

Laysia put her hands together, looking at Ian in the sky with adoration, muttering softly:

"Playing the divine manifestation so skillfully, Young Master Ian, you still say you are not the God of Dawn!"

But in fact, Ian's Dawn manifestation operation was not over yet.

Seeing that the height was almost right, Ian first looked down at the direction in the crowd where there was obvious commotion.

Then he took out a bucket of water.

"Draw infinite holy water to relieve the people's suffering!"

"Fall!"

He shouted mysteriously and dumped the bucket of water along the edge of the stone.

The next moment, in the eyes of countless people, the heavenly ladder high in the sky gave birth to rootless water out of thin air, rolling down.

But strangely, its descending speed was infuriatingly slow.

Almost maintaining a uniform speed, falling down section by section.

Until it landed, the water column spread out in all directions in full view of everyone.

In the blink of an eye, it filled the nearby ground.

The water quality was crystal clear. Even if it fell on the soil of Blackwater City, it was still crystal clear and unstained.

While everyone was stunned, Ian jumped down and landed directly in the water.

Laysia almost couldn't help but exclaim, but seeing that Ian was fine and still smiling, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Ian looked down at the water.

Obviously, the characteristic of no damage upon landing was also preserved.

However, now was not the time to talk about this.

Looking at the Blackwater City citizens who were already kneeling and looking at him with astonishment.

Ian said loudly:

"On behalf of the Dawn, I bestow blessings and sweet rain upon you to temporarily relieve your urgent needs."

"This water is the Holy Water of Dawn, inexhaustible, inexhaustible, endless, and everlasting."

"All the citizens of my Blackwater City can come and take it."

"Whether it is for drinking or irrigation, it is all possible."

After saying that, Ian looked at the old man before and smiled softly:

"How is it now?"

The old man looked dazedly at the clear water source pouring down from the sky, and tremblingly approached to scoop up a handful and drink it.

He had never drunk such sweet water.

Moreover, when people stretched out their hands to touch it, the water did not ripple, and when the water touched the soil, it did not become turbid.

At this moment, many people were eagerly devouring it, but the water source did not decrease.

Now, those who were still wavering and thinking about the existence of the Dawn God Cult instantly became believers of the Dawn God Cult.

If stepping on stone steps to ascend to the sky could be explained by a magician.

Then this endless, unstained holy water could not be done by magic.

The old man was immediately filled with tears and turned around to kneel on the ground piously and respectfully.

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"Dawn is merciful! The Pope is benevolent!"

"Thank the Dawn and the Pope for giving us the hope to live! With this inexhaustible water, we can irrigate our crops and seek a way out!"

"Dawn bless! May my Lord Dawn live forever!"

This time, everyone around was awakened.

Many people immediately crawled to the old man's side and knelt down repeatedly.

"Dawn Eternal! Dawn Eternal!"

"Please forgive my ignorance, Pope! From now on, I will only be a Dawn Disciple! I am willing to bring endless glory to my Dawn God Cult with my life!"

"Pope, please let me join the Dawn God Cult! Please!"

Ian and Leyar exchanged glances and smiled knowingly.

Now, the Dawn God Cult has been established in Blackwater City.

In the future, they may not know who the City Lord is, but the Dawn God Cult…

As long as this endless water is still there, the Dawn God Cult will always be in the hearts of the believers.

At this moment, Leyar finally understood the power of faith that Ian spoke of.

This was indeed a means of control far superior to the aristocratic rule of the ignorant masses.

Politics will only force people to submit, but faith can make people risk their lives to actively pursue it.

Looking at the state of these citizens, I am afraid that many people are willing to fight on the battlefield for the Dawn God Cult.

The power of faith…

Truly terrifying!

Leyar exclaimed in his heart, but couldn't help but smile.

Ian held the scepter and said gently:

"The Dawn will not forget its children, just like this endless sweet rain. Eggs will be available, and bread will also be available."

"The Dawn will surely bring you a better life!"

As Ian finished speaking, there was another series of prayers for the eternity of the Dawn.

After a while, Ian waved his hand.

"Everyone has been suffering from the drought for a long time. Now that you have sweet rain, let's solve personal problems first."

"The work of the Dawn God Cult to recruit believers is still continuing. Sign up in front of the City Lord's Mansion."

"There are five hundred places every day. In the short term, it will not be closed, so everyone can rest assured."

"As long as you do not betray the Dawn, the Dawn will do its best to protect everyone."

Hearing this, the old man, the representative of the Blackwater City citizens, was moved to tears.

Kneeling on the ground, he cried loudly.

"Dawn is merciful, the Pope is merciful!"

"Such a merciful Dawn God Cult, I actually had such impure thoughts before. I deserve to die!"

"I am sorry for the Dawn and the Pope's love!"

Good!

A great opportunity to buy people's hearts!

Ian's eyes lit up and he quickly stepped forward to help the old man up.

"Don't say that."

Ian's face was full of love.

"The Dawn will not be angry with its own children. Moreover, you were also bewitched and used by the evil demons."

"Evil demons?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said worriedly:

"Pope, is it the Demon Race?"

"No."

Ian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slowly raised his head to sweep over several specific directions.

"It is a group of evil demons who are even more insidious and vicious than the Demon Race."

"These evil demons live in people's hearts."