Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

The appearance of the Dream Scripture made the sky covered with a layer of seven colors.

"The highest dream..."

Audrey's pious and ethereal voice rang in the ears of all believers, and the ceremony had begun.

The next moment, the dreamy phosphorescence rises directly into the sky, turning into a rain of light, baptizing everyone's heart. This is a dreamy miracle.

Unknowingly, everyone feels that their spirit seems to have transcended the body, and the spirituality is naturally exuding, and all kinds of impurities are washed away by the dreamy phosphorescence, becoming pure.

This process seems to be very long, like days and nights. Everyone is willing to sink into it and never wake up. The source of the dreamy phosphorescence is the happiness and beauty that everyone is pursuing.

At this time, Klein also looked at the sky above the church. The Dream Scripture was not in Audrey's hands, but was also suspended above the church, blooming with a rich dreamy phosphorescence.

"Dream." Klein's spirit jumped, and he responded immediately.

Centered on the Dream Church, the entire East Side of Backlund is forced into a dream!

Now that the dreamy phosphorescence is almost boiling, Klein has completed this "miracle" with the help of the manifestation of the dreamy sea.

The power of fantasy comes, as if dreaming and reality are confused, and reality and illusion cannot be distinguished.

And at this moment, those who did not belong to "dream" stood out, like chocolate on a cream cake.

Buzz... The invisible force was approaching, and Klein's figure teleported directly to the corresponding position, snapping his fingers.

The entire space seemed to be shattered, forcing everything inside it out.

This thing that appeared in front of Klein's eyes...

Yes, something that even surpasses Klein's understanding of living things.

He was also very lucky that he had pulled the entire East District of Backlund into a dream, otherwise the appearance of this creature would have been a disaster.

This is a meat ball composed of countless minced meat, with various mouths, tongues, eyes, and indescribable "creatures" composed of tentacles. Disgusting mucus drips from the tentacles, and the space seems to be corroded.

Even out-of-control Extraordinaries are much more normal than this "creature".

However, this is an alien angel!

A dreamy phosphorescence shone in Klein's eyes, helping him resist the pollution from this unknown angel. Sure enough, more than one outer god sent angels into the earth!

"Whose favored one are you?!" Klein said while holding back his disgust as he looked at those deformed eyeballs.

The nausea here is mental, some secret contamination attacking his spirit through this image.

"My Lord is the 'original hunger'..."

Klein just heard this honorable name from the angel's mouth. The next moment, he raised his palm and lightly touched the surrounding space.

Space blockade!

But one of the hungry angel's mouths suddenly opened and bit into the invisible space.

Kaka!

The space seems to be overwhelmed, and a gap really appears, like a bite was taken from the ice cream. There is a gap in the space, and the space blockade naturally fails.

"This method..." Klein was also shocked and speechless.

"I'm hungry……"

"You taste delicious..."

The eyes on those fleshy balls were all looking at Klein, as if they were looking at a piece of fine food.

Klein's body suddenly became stiff. Even as a dream angel, this was the first time he saw such naked and undisguised...appetite!

After all, he is not the "Supreme Dream", and the dream phosphorescence carried in his body cannot change the essence of his life. It will greatly enhance his charm, but this has never happened.

"'Hunger'..." Klein has a new understanding of this word. This is definitely the foreign god Truman hates the most!

Klein took a deep breath, and the Last Supper appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, a sun appeared.

This is "Pure White Angel".

"Judgement of Light"!

A bright golden light fell from the sky and fell into the flesh ball.

The power of the "sun" pathway has a powerful restraint effect on this evil-looking power.

It's just that this "Hungry Angel" is different from the angels Klein has encountered before. He opened his mouth directly, and it split from the middle, as if he opened a big mouth and swallowed the golden light in one gulp. Got it!

Even Klein's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw such a weird scene.

Is this suicide?

Of course, the "Hungry Angel" did not commit suicide, but was the strongest means to deal with him.

After falling into that big mouth, the "Judgment of Light" really had no effect at all!

"What is the principle of this kind of angel? Could it be that there is a different dimension in its mouth?" Klein was surprised.

Just when Klein stopped the "hungry" angel, the other alien god believers also took action together.

Several angel-level attacks were coming towards Klein.

Klein's spirit jumped, and he flicked the scroll again, and a cloud of dusk in it suddenly surged, shrouding Klein in it.

This is the power of the "God of War"!

The "God of War" is dead, and Klein no longer needs his permission to use his power!

The dusk-colored light represented the strongest defense. Neither the teeth of the "Hungry Angel" nor the attacks of other unknown angels could hurt Klein.

Um? Klein suddenly turned around and looked at the Dream Scripture. At this time, several figures that seemed familiar to him appeared around the Dream Scripture.

It's the curly baboons, and they are indeed here!

Klein strangely stopped his hand, as if he was guarding against the angels in the dark, but in fact this was what he should do.

The previous appearance was only to confirm the number of outer god angels.

After Klein guessed Truman's plan, he had already determined that the dream scripture being acquired by heretics was the future that Truman and Adam wanted to see!

Buzz... The Dream Scripture fell into the hands of several curly baboons. Next, some abstract concept was extracted from the souls of those curly baboons and landed on the Dream Scripture.

"Tower of Babel?" Klein's heart moved. That was the "token" for entering the Tower of Babel.

This is proof that curly baboons can enter the Tower of Babel.

But before he had time to think, a hole suddenly opened on the top of his head.

The hole gradually widened, and the sky as far as the eye could see was cracked.

In the gap is a sea of ​​clouds composed of countless "clouds".

There are clouds of purple, black, gray, and red colors, each color giving people a different feeling.

This is the dream of countless lives.

Each color represents a type of dream. For example, the surging pink clouds are a wonderful dream of a spring garden.

This is the fantasy world!