Mystery Paradise: Wishing Power Demon-Chapter 266 - 265 The Stage of Faith
Chapter 266: Chapter 265: The Stage of Faith
Chapter 266 -265: The Stage of Faith
The New Continent and the Old Continent are a bit like two lonely leaves facing each other across the sea, and the City of Defense is precisely at the stem of the northeastern leaf. It is part of the Old Continent, however, the city is not large in size and is surrounded by untamed forests. Before it was destroyed by the fog, it was a trading port—not the proper kind of trade, but a fulcrum for pirates, the Haiwei Clan, and the inland people to smuggle goods.
Chaoyang turned to the implementation part of Plan B, seeing that Xue Quan had divided it into two steps: first, to trigger another nuclear explosion to push away the fog with the warmth and surging waves akin to the sun’s core. Then, to dismantle the four stone pillars from Magnificent Castle and move them to the City of Defense to prevent the fog from returning. Or, to ask Haiqi to contact other Seaguardians to trade the living space of the City of Defense for their large coral reef stones, to construct new azure glow stone pillars.
The nuclear explosion could indeed weaken the fog. According to the observations of the scientific expedition team, thin fog still exists on the outskirts of Magnificent Castle, but it is limited to above the sky and certain deep underground pits. Especially the former, if one does not fly a plane, basically one cannot perceive the fog wall above. From the model they described, the great Ivan summoned above the Huiqiu Mine opened a hole that went straight through to the firmament, while the twenty-kilometer radius of fog above land was dispersed by the rituals of the heretical cult members.
In the words of the scientific researchers, when the fog is not expanding, it’s like a “solid”; people living within had to chisel out a space big enough to accommodate themselves with picks and hammers.
The nuclear bomb was the effective tool they found.
However, according to Shi Yin, that is the power of the Rot God.
That’s right…
Suddenly, Chaoyang thought of a key issue, if the presence of the Causality Evil God could disperse the fog before its descent, did the fragments blasted out also possess the same capability?
He looked toward the sphere beside him, “Hey, Shi Yin, can you disperse the fog? I mean the gray-white fog that covered the fields outside the city before your origin descended.”
“Of course, time can dismember everything. However, this would consume a large amount of energy. It depends on how much you can provide to determine the extent of the area that can be cleared,” it confidently replied.
“I have a better idea,” Chaoyang spoke up, “That is to merge Plan A and B together.”
Xue Quan quickly grasped the implication behind his words.
“You want to take over the City of Defense?”
“To show a divine marvel, then transform this city into a city of miracles, giving people a tangible place of refuge they can visit in the real world. Wouldn’t that make it easier to convince people?”
If it were only to eliminate the fog, they could indeed convert some believers, but that wouldn’t have any actual impact on the situation in the Old Continent. For instance, groups like the nuns from the sanctuary wouldn’t get any real help. Over time, such beliefs would fade with the unchanging reality, and Paradise would lose a large number of potential providers of wishing power.
Because faith is never unchanging.
Otherwise, the divinities of yesteryear would have filled the skies, and Yeni would not have become a sanctuary for the lost.
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“Do you need me for something?” Dane pushed open the office door of the Gate of Destiny Pharmaceutical Company. This was the second time today that Mr. Zhao had summoned him, which was not a common occurrence in the past.
In fact, as the Paradise Church expanded, and the community center replaced the Lord’s duties, Mr. Zhao became increasingly elusive. This was normal. Of course, the Divine Envoy would be busy with daily affairs and could not continue to dress as a detective and live in the small building on Emerald Street. Now, those who wanted to see him could line up from the sanctuary all the way to the old city district, and his ways of gathering information were no longer reliant on just two reporters. Dane could understand this but also felt a little lonely.
He quite liked the early days when Paradise was first established.
“Have a seat,” Chaoyang poured him a cup of tea as usual, “You’re from the Old Continent, right? Are you familiar with the newspaper and news industry there?”
“Well… I used to be very familiar with it, but it’s been so many years, I’m not quite sure about the current situation there,” Dane was a bit unsure where the focus of this question lay, “If you want someone to take care of matters in the Old Continent, Mr. Farrelan and Mr. Ryan are better choices than me.”
“I want to spread a message over there, and we need someone professional for that. If we want the news to spread as quickly as possible, how long would that take?”
Speaking of this, Dane’s reply immediately flowed smoothly, “It depends on how sensational the news is. Those who buy newspapers are always in the minority compared to the total population, so the main way news spread is still through word of mouth among neighbors. For example, the scandal involving the queen only took a week to spread across the entire continent, even fishermen and beggars on the docks enjoyed discussing the matter. However, the Old Continent is now in the throes of internal strife, which is bound to affect the spread of news.”
After finishing his explanation, he took a sip of tea and tentatively asked, “Do you have any messages you wish to send out?”
“Indeed.” Chaoyang nodded with a smile, “The Paradise Master will manifest in the Old Continent.”
“What, what!?” Dane couldn’t help but stand up, almost tipping over his teacup, “Are you serious?”
Having decided to follow the Paradise Master, he had also prayed silently in the temple many times.
Unfortunately, the divinities had never responded to him.
Let alone witnessing their form.
But why the Old Continent, of all places?
Doesn’t the Magnificent Castle deserve the favor of the Paradise Master?
Dane couldn’t help but voice the doubts in his heart.
Chaoyang immediately realized he had been misunderstood, “The Paradise Master has always demonstrated their presence with incredible power, not just an elusive image. Their actions, driving out the Causality Evil God and purifying the blight left by the evil deity, are in fact a form of manifestation. When believers feel they are in Paradise, they are already with the Master.”
“Hmph.” Shi Yin made a small nasal sound.
“I see.” Dane felt somewhat disappointed, for he had hoped to see the true form of a god, “If it’s just about getting the news into the newspapers, I can indeed contact the chief editors of a few newsrooms like ‘Beautiful Weekend’, but the impact it will have depends on the content displayed by our Master. Additionally, I must give you a small warning, every religious sect in the Old Continent, no matter how big or small, likes to boast about how miraculous their own divinities are, so…”
“If the facts don’t match the propaganda, they’re likely to be treated as a heretical cult, right?” Chaoyang interjected without any concern.
“It’s not quite to that extent… but it indeed is a hotbed for fraud.”
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“I’m aware of your concerns, after all, the Old Continent is not our territory.” He waved his hand dismissively, “Don’t worry, the Master never disappoints in this regard.”
The Paradise Master… will not disappoint their Divine Envoy?
That statement sounded a bit… irreverent?
However, before Dane could ponder further, Chaoyang had already thrown out the core of the plan, “The Master will once again demonstrate a miracle, driving away the fog from the City of Defense, allowing this abandoned city to bask in the sunlight once more.”
Dane drew a sharp breath!
In his view, although the fog around the Magnificent Castle had receded over twenty kilometers, it was an anomaly caused by the arrival of the Evil God. If the Paradise Master possessed such power, it would undoubtedly be the most sensational news in nearly a hundred years!
The fog.
This all-consuming darkness, spreading despair and never dissipating, was certainly one of the most feared nightmares at the core of people’s hearts. Without the fog, the New Continent would be the best territory for human expansion, and people would not have to worry about their properties being suddenly taken by the fog one day. Discussions on it have never ceased for hundreds of years; the only reason it’s not considered news is because the public is well aware of the fog’s terror.
