Chapter 659 Who Else Has Dreams?
Chapter 659 Who Else Has Dreams?
Sometimes, John would ask himself, if his life had been so mediocre and worthless, then why was he living?
John didn't know.
But he knew that the great God of Justice was his salvation, and he should uphold justice so that he could ascend to God's kingdom after death.
As for what to do after ascending to the Kingdom of God?
The pastor didn't say, and he didn't know either, but it must be a good thing, right?
This was the only thing John could think of.
There was nothing he could do; after all, he was illiterate, couldn't even recognize all the characters, and didn't have many ideas.
From childhood, everyone told him to believe in the great and just God, so he believed in that.
There was no reason, no purpose.
If I had to give a reason, it would probably be that I'm used to it.
John's life was destined to be just like that, an ordinary, unremarkable existence, where he would die and then go to Tyre's kingdom to dedicate his soul to his god, before finally being scattered and reincarnated.
This is the life of a typical believer in God.
But John was different; he made a decision.
That is pilgrimage.
Upon learning that Pope Joan of Arc of the Church of Justice would be visiting the nearby city of Saint-Ilan, this honest farmer began to have a different idea.
He had been a believer his whole life, but he had never even met a bishop. The people he saw most often were priests.
Now, His Holiness the Pope is coming to a nearby city, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.
If he misses this opportunity, he may never see the Pope again in his lifetime, or even see the Pope's carriage.
And so, driven by his faith, he traveled hundreds of miles to Saint-Ilan, just to see the Pope.
At first, he saw the huge and magnificent carriage.
"As expected of the Pope, even his carriage is so grand."
John was somewhat envious.
Then he saw the Pope himself.
That young girl, dressed in neat armor, exuding heroic spirit.
She rode on the back of a winged horse, a long sword at her waist.
He looks more like a paladin.
That's John's idea.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the words of the people around him.
Through the conversation, he understood why the Pope was doing this.
This pope was quite approachable and preferred to sit in the carriage rather than ride in one. However, the rule was that the pope had to use that carriage when traveling.
However, no one said that you had to sit inside the car.
Thus, the strange sight of an empty carriage in front and the Pope behind appeared.
All I can say is that Joan of Arc was indeed a good pope.
After that, John's memory became less clear.
All he remembered was that he seemed to have seen something.
What is it?
John was somewhat puzzled.
As he asked this question, the dozen or so arms on his body began to wave wildly.
What is it?
Then John had an idea.
He is a god, a great being.
At that moment, the sky turned black in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, a voice inside him told him.
In the sky, there are people who can help you fulfill your wishes.
Then, he looked up.
Suddenly, a gigantic, strangely shaped tree appeared in the sky.
The tree was enormous, as if a single leaf was the size of the entire city of Saint Ylan, but for some reason, he was able to see the whole tree.
It was a tree that emitted a strange, flowing light and looked quite magnificent.
However, upon closer inspection, the tree was suddenly covered in scarlet flesh and blood, instantly becoming incredibly terrifying.
However, before John could let out a terrified scream, the tree instantly transformed into a giant lump of flesh with countless eyes and teeth.
Immediately afterwards, a voice resounded in his mind.
"What do you seek?"
The question was written in a literary style, but he was able to understand it.
However, John showed no intention of responding at this moment.
He knew that it was an evil god, and he could not and should not respond to it.
But John clearly underestimated Jiang Shuzhou's methods.
"What do you seek?"
It was another question, but this time, it carried an unquestionable tone.
John wanted to refuse to answer, but he couldn't.
"I want to work more efficiently, and I want to be able to farm more land so that my family can have a better life."
"good."
A voice rang out.
Clearly, that being was very pleased with the wish John made.
Then, a force was bestowed upon him, and John's body instantly twisted and deformed, swelling to more than a size larger.
Dozens of strong, powerful arms grew from his body, capable of instantly tearing apart any invading enemy, and his legs also increased from two to ten.
If we disregard aesthetics and practicality, this perfectly fulfills John's wish.
With this body, wouldn't doing any farm work be a piece of cake?
Let alone a few miles, even a thousand or ten thousand acres, with this kind of body, it would only take a short while to finish.
Of course, some of them aren't very aesthetically pleasing.
But what does this have to do with Jiang Shuzhou?
Just tell me, did your wish come true or not?
As for what will happen after it is realized?
Jiang Shuzhou didn't care. After all, they weren't his followers. He was already being generous by granting their wishes. What was wrong with obeying the adjustment?
Furthermore, if you want to become stronger, you have to pay a price, and obviously, becoming ugly is one of those prices.
John was undoubtedly lucky compared to others, because he retained his own will, while most people had all sorts of desires and ways of achieving them.
Someone desired immortality, so Jiang Shuzhou transformed it into an immortal piece of flesh.
Someone craved power, so Jiang Shuzhou bestowed upon him a body with terrifying strength. However, he was stripped of his self-awareness and plunged into eternal madness, devoid of reason.
All I can say is that Jiang Shuzhou will fulfill each person's wishes randomly.
"What a pity, she didn't look up."
Jiang Shuzhou looked at Joan of Arc, who had her head bowed, and said with a hint of regret.
Although the other party is somewhat extreme and has firm beliefs, Jiang Shuzhou is least afraid of such extremes.
Like Joan of Arc, Jiang Shuzhou has several paths and several facets, all of which meet the other party's requirements for justice and order.
However, the other party may not accept it yet.
If Joan of Arc were to raise her head, Jiang Shuzhou could forcibly corrupt her, making her loyal to him.
Unfortunately, she didn't do that.
Tyre did make his move, otherwise Jiang Shuzhou would have already convinced Joan of Arc to raise her head.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Just moments ago they were being greeted with thunderous applause, but now they're being "warmly welcomed" by countless flesh and blood monsters.
Joan of Arc was undoubtedly somewhat devastated.
However, she didn't show it; after all, people need leaders in such a time of crisis.
"All troops, listen to my command! Follow me and break through the encirclement!"
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