Chapter 586 The Dream of Thousands of People, Peter Becomes the God of Zaun

The white fog on the island eventually turned into black fog, and the king also lost his mind in his obsession with his beloved wife.

"Dad, what should we do?"

Vi, who was beside Peter, looked at the undead in the sky and asked Peter nervously.

"Do you know how the people of Bilgewater resist the black fog?"

Peter lowered his head and asked Vi and Boom.

"Sorry, I don't know, Dad."

Vi shook her head blankly.

"Dad, do you know?"

Boom raised his head and asked curiously.

"No, Dad doesn't know either."

Peter shook his head, "But I can enter other people's dreams and find the information I want to know."

Using the energy of the gods to create a protective shield, Peter then activated the power of the sandbag and entered the human dream world of this world.

At the same time, Bilgewater Harbor.

It is located on the edge of the Blue Flame Islands far away from the mainland, northeast of Piltover.

Due to the convenient transportation location, countless sea snake hunters, dock gangs and smugglers came here from all directions of the known world to settle down and form this rich harbor.

But now, due to the erosion of the black fog, the people in the port city are all hiding in their homes and shivering.

In front of every window, a night watch candle made of whale dung is lit, and the flames flicker through the bottles of sea glass.

On the door panels of every household, there are burning queen grass hanging, and the windows are sealed tightly with long wooden boards.

Near a small island near the sea, the only workshop is also closed.

Miss Fortune Sarah is lying on the bed, looking out the window in horror.

Miss Fortune, who will become the Queen of the Sea in the future, is only a little girl of five or six years old at this time.

As the beloved daughter of the famous female gunsmith Abigail Fortune, Sarah's happy childhood was spent most of the time in a workshop on a small island near the sea.

Little Sarah learned to install the revolver lock, adjust the trigger wheel distance, and even participated in the test firing of customized pistols.

Her mother is a legendary figure in the gunmaking craftsmanship, and her customized pistols can be found in the collections of many wealthy merchants and captains.

Tonight, due to the arrival of the Soul-Eating Night, little Sarah listened to her mother's words and hid in bed early.

The streets of Bilgewater in the distance were silent, the church bells were still ringing, and the cries full of fear echoed under the mountain.

The whole Bilgewater was completely immersed in the black fog, and the wind was howling on the ruins of the Mourning Wharf.

Smelling the pungent smell of queen grass, little Sarah listened to the howling of the wind, and was always worried that the beasts in the black fog would suddenly break into the room.

Although she had had such a dream more than once: a ghost with claws stretched out and a mouthful of cold fangs rushed out from the rolling undead.

One of her bullets hit it in the face, and then the ghost turned into a puff of smoke and was blown away by the wind.

Another shot passed, and another undead also retreated without a trace.

Although she often dreamed of herself destroying the undead with a handsome "bang", she knew how terrible the undead were in reality.

This is not something a little girl can do.

Holding her doll, Sarah slowly fell asleep in fear and anxiety.

In her dream, she found herself in a strange place.

Holding her teddy bear tightly, Sarah was surprised to find herself standing on the sea.

She looked up and saw a huge lighthouse near the strange port.

A warm and dazzling light emanated from the lighthouse.

"What is that?! No, it's not a lighthouse, it seems to be an ash tree."

Sarah's face was full of shock.

The ash tree emitted a light that made her feel comfortable, and there was a faint smell of queen grass inside.

Staying near the ash tree, she felt that her mood had improved.

Faintly, she saw a figure appear near the ash tree.

Perhaps sensing her presence, the figure turned around and looked at her.

A well-proportioned young man with a beard but a unique temperament, his warm eyes caught her eyes.

Piltover, a mansion in the central city.

Mel fell into a drowsy sleep.

She has black skin but a tall and graceful figure. She is one of the most powerful councilors in Piltover.

As a noble of Noxus, she was expelled from the warlord family because of her "soft heart".

After that, she gradually emerged in Piltover. With her wisdom and skills, she successfully entered the power center of the city and now became an important councilor.

When she fell asleep, she, like little Sarah, dreamed of a huge "Sacred Tree Lighthouse" appearing in the sea near Zaun.

The "Sacred Tree Lighthouse" stands on the coast, exuding the smell of queen grass and warm white light.

Under the sacred tree, she saw a young man with a unique temperament.

As the white light of the sacred tree unfolded, the attacking black fog retreated one after another.

"Ugh!"

Suddenly awakened from the dream, Mel exclaimed.

Wiping the sweat on her forehead, she opened her eyes, and stayed for a while, then she got up and got out of bed.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

She was recalling the scene in her dream when she heard a knock on the door. She looked up and asked, "Who?"

The maid's voice came, "Madam, something happened."

"What happened?"

"The black fog spread to the port, and many people in the port were attacked."

Hearing the maid's report, Mel was shocked.

The coming of the black fog was not a dream!

She took off her pajamas casually, revealing her perfect figure. She put on her clothes as quickly as possible, opened the door and said to the maid waiting outside: "Take me to the harbor."

Zuan.

Bomb and Wei looked at the world tree that was born out of thin air near the coast and emitted white light in shock.

After Peter created the world tree, the black fog nearby seemed to have come into contact with something terrible and roared and retreated from the coast.

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The invading undead beasts born in the black fog were forced back by the light of the world tree and retreated like a tide.

Watching the scene in front of them, Tulie and another crew member were stunned.

"Dad, did you move the world tree here?"

After a while, Riven, who reacted, asked him with a look of astonishment on her face.

"No, it's just a fantasy."

Peter took out the ruby ​​and said to Riven and Boom with a calm expression:

"The people of Bilgewater will use the night watch candles and the smell of the queen grass to stop the invasion of the black fog, so I let a thousand people have the same dream. This world tree appeared in the dream. The light it emits is the light of the night watch candles, and the smell it emits is the smell of the queen grass."

"After that, I materialized the world tree into the real world. Because it is entrusted with the dream power of a thousand people, plus the power of the ruby, the black fog and the undead will not be able to resist this power and retreat when they encounter the world tree."

Peter said something that stunned several people.

Then he looked at the world tree.

Although he can use the ruby ​​to create this world tree directly, the existence born from the collective consciousness of the dreams of thousands of people seems to be more powerful and has some kind of spiritual power.

It's just that the magic power consumed is a bit huge.

After listening to Peter, Wei was full of disbelief.

She felt that her father was really a god!

If he wasn't like a god, how could his father show such an impossible miracle?

Riven cast her astonished eyes at the World Tree standing like a lighthouse on the coast.

She had heard her father talk about the "Thousand Cats Dream" before.

Dad has done it now, right?

By letting a thousand people dream, he really changed reality.

And created such a powerful thing!

On the other side, Tulie swallowed his saliva and looked at the World Tree Lighthouse in front of him with his mouth wide open.

He also saw the blue bird that had brought him out of the storm before.

The sky-blue blue bird landed on the World Tree, tilting its head to look at the tree emitting soft light.

As the black fog dissipated, the light on the surface of the World Tree became a little dim.

The blue bird, who was a little confused, stretched out its beak and pecked the bark gently.

Tulie looked at the blue bird and the World Tree, guessing that Peter, who created such a miracle in front of him, must be a god like the goddess Janna.

Because only gods can accomplish such incredible miracles.

"Sir, can I know your name?"

Tulie turned around and asked Peter tremblingly.

"Peter. Padrick, this is my father's name."

Baobao said proudly.

Tulie secretly remembered this name in his heart, and decided to build a statue of Lord Padrick next to this sacred tree in the future.

He also wanted to build a statue of Goddess Janna.

As a thank you for saving himself and Zaun, he wanted to build statues for the two gods.

It is said that when the Zaun Canal collapsed, Goddess Janna once lent a hand.

She released a hurricane that swept the city, turned into a physical entity, and blocked the surging torrent with an unimaginable air wall, allowing people to escape from their flooded homes.

This is as great as Lord Padrick's current behavior of blocking the black fog and saving Zaun.

Peter didn't know at this time that Tulie had already begun to prepare to build a statue for him, just like the Zaun people worshipped Goddess Janna.

Because large areas of Zaun were polluted, the gullies in the city became rivers with highly toxic substances, and the air was full of waste gas left over from alchemy, so many Zaun people were infected with toxins.

After the statue was built, the light emitted by the World Tree had a significant effect on alleviating the physical pain of the Zaun people infected by toxins, so the World Tree became more and more popular.

This also made Peter a god as popular as the goddess Janna in the hearts of the Zaun people.

And the power of faith born in the Rune Continent made his power as the God of Sleep even stronger.

However, these are all things that will happen in the future. Peter didn't know it at this time. He was about to leave.

"Lord Padrick, what is the name of this sacred tree?"

Tulie stopped him and asked expectantly.

Peter thought for a while and said, "Let's call it Smallwell."