Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

boom!

The cracks in the underworld shook violently, and the Fantasy Heaven and the "End" Feathered Serpent collided together again. The terrifying aftermath has made the entire southern continent tremble.

Truman is sitting in the dreamy heaven. The heaven is shaking slightly, but it is still strong even under the symbol of "the end".

However, at a certain moment, Truman suddenly turned his head and looked beyond the cracks in the underworld.

There is a familiar atmosphere disappearing.

"It's the 'Shadow of Order'..." Truman frowned slightly.

"Solomon is dead!" The "God of Death" on the opposite side had a clearer sense of death and immediately confirmed the identity of the deceased.

The "River of Eternal Darkness" records all this, and the gods cannot escape.

"Dead..." Truman suddenly tilted his head, and there was something more than curiosity and wantonness in his eyes.

"Ha! Could it be that a true god with the ability to resurrect must die once to prove himself?" Truman suddenly laughed.

"Next, those who die will be the 'True Creator', the 'Hidden Emperor', and the 'Artisan'!" Sallinger said coldly, "All your allies will perish in this battle, and in the end you will die. It will be you."

"'Death'?" Truman thought about it seriously, "It's really a bad word."

"But this will be your place."

"Alas..." Truman's sense of touch has extended to the entire world, and he can truly feel the entire process of Solomon's death.

This feeling was very bad and caused a subtle change in his mood.

"I'm a little unhappy." Now Truman would not hide it at all, his emotions were written on his face.

"What should I do..." Something in Truman's heart was like an undercurrent in the deep sea, gradually rising and rolling.

And with His current status, whatever he wishes will come true.

"Truman." Suddenly, a voice came from the palace at the highest point of Dream Heaven.

It comes from Sasril.

"Your condition is not right." Another voice sounded, soft and full of tranquility.

"Can you throw your little apprentice away? He's a little annoyed." His tone was slightly arrogant, characteristic of a vampire.

"..." Truman frowned slightly, these sounds were his most stable and powerful "anchor".

"I know." Truman's face softened, he smiled and nodded gently, "Leave the rest to me."

"I always feel like I should say something." Truman walked out of the Kingdom of Heaven, his eyes gazing at the vigilant "Final" feathered serpent.

"Then..."

Truman stretched out his right hand and pulled out the Spear of Destiny from the void.

"...Death!" Dream said.

The Spear of Destiny in Truman's hand drew a perfect trajectory in space at a speed exceeding the speed of light.

"Roar!" At this moment, Salinger felt an unparalleled death crisis. All his feathers stood up and he roared. At this moment, he used the symbol of "the end" to the limit.

But at this moment, Meng Meng’s will cannot be disobeyed.

The dreamy phosphorescence exploded from Salinger's body. It was Truman's secret mine buried in the uniqueness of the "Red Priest". Strictly speaking, the Blood Emperor also died because of this.

A massive amount of dreamy phosphorescence exploded from the body, and the body of Salinger's feathered serpent suddenly froze, looking with despair in his eyes as the stream of light pierced the realm of "the end" and penetrated his body.

"You..." Salinger wanted to say something else.

"Shh." Truman pointed to his lips.

Salinger reluctantly turned his eyes and looked at reality along the cracks in the underworld.

The stream of light that penetrated His body did not stop, but came to the sky above the Solomon Empire and turned into a ray of light.

"It's forbidden here..." An angry voice sounded, but this time the rules set by the "Judge" were severely hindered and could not even be condensed into shape.

"...Death!" Only then did the dreamy voice reach the real world, ringing in everyone's ears.

This voice has unimaginable power. It seems to deprive the "Judge" of the ability to formulate rules, so that rules that are contrary to Dream's will can never be formed.

The world became quiet, and the same picture even appeared in the eyes of countless people.

The stream of light transformed from the Spear of Destiny crashed into Solomon's palace with an unimaginable aura, and pierced the chest of "Night King" Trunsoest.

The "Night Emperor" was also in the same situation as the "Underworld Emperor". A dreamy phosphorescence suddenly appeared in the brass book and pinned his body, making it impossible for him to conceptualize and integrate the rules to avoid this disaster.

"..."

Everything is silent, only the will of dreams.

"Return." Dream said.

At this moment, the broken statue of the Black Emperor regrouped in the hearts of the citizens of the Solomon Empire, and they suddenly heard the majestic voice of the Emperor again.

At this moment, the unique resurrection rules of "Black Emperor" directly passed through the reading stage, and the result appeared.

The three sequence attributes and the Black Emperor's Crown suddenly converged, and a shadow of order reappeared in the entire world.

Solomon's body was a little stiff and his spirit was frozen. He couldn't even understand the current situation.

His consciousness was still stuck in the last moment when he was killed by the three true gods.

He was prepared to return from resurrection, but that might be hundreds of years later, but now, His perception of the world seems to be a little confused, and it seems to be only a few hundred... seconds now.

There is another one... Truman looked at the place abandoned by God.

"teacher!"

Truman's eyes slipped from Bethel and Amon, and fell on the "Goddess of Beauty" Onya.

His expression began to become more serious, because the moment he looked at Onya, the one on the moon moved.

A huge red moon occupied the entire sky.

The red color on the surface of the red moon swallowed and came to life.

It was a crimson sea, drowning everything and dyeing the entire moon red.

At this moment, the sea of ​​blood quickly condensed into the middle, and continued to pile up, turning into a phantom that was completely blood red and whose specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

There are countless eyes on the shadow, all looking towards the dream in the underworld of the earth.

The terrifying crimson waves hit the earth. At the same time, the other outer gods were also intensifying their erosion of the barrier.

Tsk!

The initial barrier seemed to be trembling slightly, directly causing a strange phenomenon on the entire planet.

Truman watched all this expressionlessly and spoke again.

"Destroy!" Dream said.

"Goddess of Beauty" Ornia's body directly turned into a dreamy bubble, in which countless light points condensed, which is the characteristic of immortality.

In addition to this characteristic, there are also wisps of red moonlight condensing, trying to continue to erode the "god of beauty" characteristic.

But an even more powerful force burst out, and the surging dreamy phosphorescence directly drowned the red moonlight.

Dream is showing its own personality and power in the most powerful way.

Like the ancient sun god who demonstrated the authority of the Creator in the early Third Age.