Dragon of Catastrophe

Chapter 126: Future! Dragon of the End! (10000 words) (Part 3)


"Damn it! I'm not Hankro at all! I don't even know Hankro! Stop staring at me! I'm leaving right now!"

"Sir..."

"Sir..."

One priest after another kept advancing, quickly scaring away some passersby!

The whole street was almost empty, except for these priests.

This was unimaginable in a city with a population of nearly two million!

"Damn it! Damn it all! Those scum from the Dawn Divine Hall! How dare they! How dare they do such things! Do they have no shame left?"

Aganfu was extremely agitated and slapped the wall beside him fiercely.

"President, please calm down! If we consider the time, the mermen we sent should be returning soon. As long as we report the situation, I believe the Master will understand us."

A confidant of Aganfu whispered behind him.

"Understand us? What good is understanding? If this continues, we won't earn fifty Gold Talers this month! We brought so many people over, and only earn fifty Gold Talers a month?

How is that enough? I can barely afford my rent right now! How will we get by with so many people? Survive on air?"

Aganfu roared.

The confidant beside him dared not speak, silently sighing in his heart.

But at that moment, there were constant knocks on the door, and a commotion outside.

This prompted Aganfu's attention. He quickly went to the door, finding the mermen he had sent earlier, and hurriedly asked:

"Well? Have you reported the situation to the Master? Did he say anything?"

"Wala la~"

The merman immediately opened his mouth, spitting out a bag he was holding.

Aganfu retrieved it, found a letter inside, and read it silently. After a moment, his previously furrowed brow finally relaxed, revealing a peculiar smile:

"The Master doesn't disappoint! Dawn Divine Hall! You're finished!"

His confidant, curious beyond belief, was about to ask when Aganfu quietly gave him instructions.

The confidant listened and also revealed a strange smile.

And so.

That night.

The priests at the entrance of Heaven on Earth were replaced by a new batch.

The day's group dragged their somewhat weary bodies home, tidied up a bit, and lay down to rest.

Time slowly passed.

Until dawn, when most humanoids sleep their soundest.

A strange shadow suddenly appeared at the bedside of a priest, spitting out a peculiar stone.

Then the shadow's black mist slowly drifted towards the priest.

The sleeping priest suddenly displayed an odd smile, with the blanket on top of him peculiarly rising like a little hill.

On the stone beside him, an image slowly emerged.

A person identical to the priest appeared there, praying in a magnificent cathedral. Suddenly, the entire cathedral was bathed in golden light, and moments later, a remarkably beautiful female Angel with pure white wings descended.

This female Angel spread her arms and gently embraced the priest.

Soon, the priest and the Angel were intimately involved, entering a restricted scene...

Similar situations were unfolding with other priests.

The next morning, the priests woke up refreshed and stretched, in an exceptionally good mood.

They thought that strict guard over the Pink Abyss recently had earned them Dawn Sun's favor and a reward.

This left them very uplifted.

But as soon as they lifted their blankets, they noticed something was wrong. Their pants felt sticky, and they were stunned, as vague memories surged into their minds.

They seemed to recall everything from the dream, making them inwardly muse about sinning, having blasphemed the Angel's Divine Being.

Yet they brushed it off, thinking it was just a dream! As long as they didn't speak of it, who would know?

They changed their trousers, had an early breakfast, and then went out early to begin a new day.

As they did their usual guard at the Pink Abyss, stopping some wayward souls, nearing noon...

Suddenly, the entire street began bustling oddly.

A crowd gathered around them, pointing, whispering.

This surprised them greatly, as normally, people avoided them! What did this mean?

They perked up their ears and heard someone say softly:

"It's this guy! He once lectured me not to go to Heaven on Earth, saying it was the Pink Abyss, harmful to health and wealth, and immoral!

Who would have thought! Such righteous-looking Priest, turns out he's that kind of person!"

"Seems like it is him! His dream was truly raunchy! Phew~ You can't judge by appearances!!"

"Heh heh heh! We're all men, after all! We should understand each other!"

"And that one! He's also one of today's stars! This guy goes on and on about Divine Beings, Angels from Heaven, and yet?

Isn't he just obsessed with the great chests of those Angel ladies?

And I must say, the Angels in his memories were incredibly beautiful, I now understand why these guys worship Dawn Sun."

"..."

The words of these people changed the priests' expressions instantly.

They quickly approached, grabbing a person's arm, and asked agitatedly, "What... what do you mean by this?"

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