Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"Fortunately, I held it back..." Outside the dusk palace, Amon, who had almost reached out to steal the "Desecrated Slate" several times, clapped his hands in fear.

He does not have a "Origin Castle", and it would only be worse if he faced the aura of "God" just now.

"What a pity for such a good treasure." Amon looked at the "blasphemous slate" in the palace with regret.

"Perhaps we should wait for Mr. Fool to get rid of the thunder first before taking action?" Amon secretly stared at the "Origin Castle".

But in fact, Klein doesn't know what to do now. If it is the "Fallen Creator", he can still defeat it with his current self, but now he doesn't dare to get close to the real "Creator".

"Shake people!" Klein gritted his teeth. This was the only way.

"Truman!" Klein touched the line of cause and effect between himself and Truman.

Then there was another body condensed where his body had just died, and he regained control of the "Last Supper".

It was also at this time that the hidden world blessed by the "Night Goddess" was pierced by a blazing light.

The power of the "sun" field also has certain restraint on the night path, and can tear open the hidden world.

The shadow has descended on this palace again, and the "Fallen Creator" has unabashedly released a weak, but extremely high-level aura, causing the entire "Origin Castle" to defend itself.

"I'm really not good at deception, let alone hiding." The Creator reappeared as the "Dark Angel" Sasril. He stretched out his hand and the "Profane Slate" fell on His hand.

He seemed to have given up on some idea and no longer concealed himself. At this moment, an ocean of indescribable color appeared under the palace, and seemed to contain all the secrets.

"Dream, come out." "Fallen Creator" looked at Klein expressionlessly and said indifferently.

"..." Klein silently unfolded the scroll in his hand, revealing the most shocking and sacred painting among them, which also embodies a strong sense of destiny.

That was the scene where the dream angel holds the "Spear of Destiny" and assassinates the "Creator".

"This painting was left by Him." The "Fallen Creator" nodded slightly, and He here is the "Lord of Mysteries."

When He was making the scroll, he didn't know if he had foreseen today.

The battle between "God" and the "Lord of Mysteries" has never stopped since ancient times, even with the intrusion of dreams.

"I knew you wouldn't die so easily." The dreamy angel holding the "Spear of Destiny" in the painting suddenly came to life, his eyes flashed with phosphorescence, and he spoke softly.

He stepped down from the scroll and came to the real world.

This "Last Supper", which was produced by the "Lord of Mysteries" and then fell into Truman's hands for thousands of years, is naturally not just a simple Sequence 2 sealed artifact.

"I'm curious, what was your original plan?" Truman looked at "Sasril" holding the "Profane Slate" in front of him and had the illusion of going back thousands of years ago.

"Deceive all of us, die once, and then live in the current world as an angel?"

"Or will you still try to contact Herabergen and Leodro?"

Whether it is inside or outside the Giant King's Court today, or the Dream Parliament in the "Dream Heaven", they are all shocked by the world described by Truman in a few words.

A weak "God" hides in a certain corner of the world and pollutes a true god from time to time. This is a very terrifying thing for the true god.

"This was my initial thought." The conversation between "Fallen Creator" and Truman gave Klein a strange feeling.

It seems that these two are not enemies, but really old friends for thousands of years.

"But after all, I am not as good as 'Secret'..."

"Shameless, cunning, and unworthy of a man!" Truman added, and then both Truman and the "Fallen Creator" subconsciously looked at Klein.

Klein was confused and couldn't think straight.

"It's not me you're talking about, it's the 'Lord of Mysteries'." Klein on the "Origin Castle" had already reacted. He really didn't expect that the reputation of the "Lord of Mysteries" would be like this...

Amon, who had been watching the show silently outside the Giant King's court, seemed to have been offended in some way.

"I'm glad we can reach a consensus on this." "The Fallen Creator" chuckled and looked at Truman, his eyes lingering on the "Spear of Destiny" for a moment.

“However, this does not mean that I will let your ‘wishful thinking’ come true.” The next sentence of the “Fallen Creator” destroyed all the previous false friendship and tacit understanding.

"Probably from the time you developed your spiritual intelligence, our relationship seems to have begun to undergo some changes that even I can't see clearly."

"He and I are now in the same camp."

The tone of the "Fallen Creator" was calm and peaceful, like the "Vice King of Heaven" who was deeply worshiped and believed by believers in the Third Age.

He looked at Truman with interest, trying to see something from his attitude.

"Oh, I understand." Truman nodded calmly.

It seems that this is not the first time that we have faced the pressure of two pillars at the same time.

"I'm sorry that we didn't reach an agreement, so I can only ask you to sleep for a while longer." Truman took a step forward holding the "Spear of Destiny".

clatter!

The sound of footsteps sounded, and the chaotic black water suddenly surged. The sun exploded under Truman's feet, and the endless light and heat seemed to evaporate the entire world.

Klein almost suffocated, quickly dismissed his historical projection, and sat obediently on the "Origin Castle" to watch the battle.

This is not about how fierce the battle between the "Fallen Creator" and the Dream Angel is, but because the authority and status involved in the battle between the two is so high that even Klein is afraid to look at it.

Not only Klein, but also the real-time broadcast on the Dream Council, the other true gods and kings of angels who are staring here must look away, otherwise they will be strongly contaminated.

"The true gods of this era are so pitiful." Amon Rui commented on those true gods who didn't even dare to look at them.

The best places to live at the level of true gods are actually the Second Age and the Fourth Age. In these two eras, true gods can basically do whatever they want.

But in the third and fifth eras, there was another existence beyond the sequence above the true god, and the true god had to perish if he made trouble.

Among them, the true gods probably have the most complicated views on "Supreme Dream". Although Dream rubs against their believers and often bullies them and robs them of their authority, he is a good "old man".

Because in the current situation like this when faced with this weak "God", he is really good!

"Oh, it turns out he is my teacher, that's okay!" Amon had completely relaxed. Now that the teacher is here, "blaspheming the slate" is none of his business.