Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

The strong convergence of power gave the Dragon of Fantasy a strong sense of tearing, and both bodies had the illusion of being completely torn apart and swallowed by the sea of ​​chaos.

Aggregation is instinct, and as He said, to the dragon of fantasy, He is irresistible.

The power of aggregation has even begun to tear apart the characteristics in his body, rushing towards the ancient sun god!

This is worse than the judgment of the Dragon of Utopia at the beginning. He has no ability to resist in front of the complete ancient sun god.

"Many things have been doomed for a long time." Truman looked at the fantasy dragon that was completely trapped in the sea of ​​chaos and shook his head slightly.

The ancient sun god could have killed the Dragon of Fantasy at the same time as he killed the Elf King, but in the end he spent a lot of effort to lead it to the current situation.

The biggest reason is not the ability of the Dragon of Utopia itself, or even the worry that other ancient gods will destroy it, but the "original God" itself.

He is the God closest to Him and knows best how great the power of the "original God" is.

This is also a kind of information gap, which makes all the ancient gods fall into the ancient sun god's plan.

The ancient sun god just didn't want to face a fantasy dragon that really went crazy and awakened the will of the "original god".

After all, such a situation is too dangerous, and it may directly lead to the "original God" awakening in Him.

So He needs to give the Dragon of Fantasy a little hope and lure him into falling into the blow of dreams.

Everything seems perfect now.

The ancient sun god gently raised his hands and slowly pressed them down.

The entire sea of ​​chaos was unspeakably turbulent, and at the same time, the power of the three pathways that had been controlled by the ancient sun god also entered the sea of ​​chaos.

Wow!

Truman immediately stayed away from the turbulent sea of ​​chaos.

The current Sea of ​​Chaos is too active, and all the invisible seawater gushes out from the ground and comes to this illusory world.

It's like the ebb and flow of the real ocean. It seems that even the Sea of ​​Chaos has realized that it's time to "recover".

"Roar!" The fantasy dragon struggled wildly, but everything was in vain. He sank deeper and deeper into the sea of ​​chaos, and it was impossible to break free.

Truman didn't want to see the ancient god's final struggle, so he jumped directly to the City of Miracles.

"boom!"

The City of Miracles is already collapsing.

Without the blessing of "utopian" authority from the Dragon of Fantasy, the City of Miracles was naturally unable to maintain itself and was becoming weak, eventually returning to its original appearance.

"Dream!" Truman directly took action and pulled all the dragons into the dream. Most of them will be raised in the Creator's Heaven, or become special characteristics, or become "protected animals".

But Truman also let go of a very special dragon.

That is the "Dragon of Wisdom" Herabogen.

"He is an undercover agent." Sasril exchanged with his true form and was able to escape from the battle with the Dragon of Fantasy. He appeared next to Truman and looked at the fallen city of miracles.

The prophecy of the ancient sun god also came true, and today is the day when the City of Miracles falls.

"Your Excellency the Dark Angel, Your Excellency the Dream Angel." The huge dragon head of the Dragon of Wisdom looked at Sasril and Truman, and its body gradually changed and turned into a normal human being.

His external image is that of an old man with white beard and hair. His eyes are the most special. The pupils are brass-colored and shimmering, as if he can see through all the secrets of a person.

He is the "cherubi".

"Hello, Herabergen." Truman nodded friendly. This was another colleague of his for nearly a thousand years.

Moreover, this colleague is very good at taking sides and can be called "Two or Five Dragons". This title sounds very promising at first sight and is the most suitable for being involved in the mysterious world.

"You completed your mission very well." Saslier looked at Herabogen and nodded with satisfaction.

"Everything depends on the protection of the Lord, and I just said what I saw." If there is any one of them missing, Helabogen will not be able to say that sentence in front of the dragon of fantasy, and will only be ignored by the dragon of fantasy. Brutal killing.

"You are redeemed through repentance and sanctified through redemption, which is exactly the opposite of those who eat the fruits of sin and fall to the ground." Saslier said this sentence in the form of a chant.

The next moment, bits and pieces of chaotic seawater emerged from the ground and fell on Herabergen.

This is the blessing of the sea of ​​chaos similar to Medici and others.

"From today on, you are the wise angel of my Lord!"

“May your wisdom always shine upon the followers of our Lord.”

"Thank you for the Lord's care!" Herabergen knelt down on one knee and bowed his head to Saslier to express his surrender.

This will be another classic scene recorded in history.

"The giants are probably fast, can you make it in time?" Truman asked Saslier after placing the Miracle City in the Creator's Heaven.

"I'm not in a hurry. I just got the characteristics without actually integrating them." Saslier responded, "You can summon me at any time."

The "I" here is the ancient sun god.

"Okay!" Truman nodded lightly, he couldn't rest yet.

When the plan reaches its climax, it must be like a violent storm, coming suddenly. This trend will not stop until all the plans are implemented.

Truman didn't say much, but wandered directly into the depths of the spiritual world. He was still very busy, and he was required to coordinate various plans.

When he came to the spirit world, he saw two ancient gods fighting fiercely in the underworld without even looking.

The Phoenix had the absolute upper hand, but in the end they lost the initiative, the rules of the underworld were destroyed, and they were invaded by the Dusk of the Giant King's Court. Now there is still a long time to decide the winner with the Giant King who is at his peak.

The battle between the giants and the undead creatures has reached a fierce stage, and large-scale casualties have begun to occur.

These are not what Truman cares about. He avoids the center of the battlefield and stands on the land of the underworld. He can feel a dangerous aura under his feet.

"The River of Eternal Darkness..."

Truman raised his eyebrows lightly. The source of essence was still very intimidating to him, and the water of the River of Eternal Darkness had the property of "sleeping".

This seemed to exist just to target him.

"You're here..." A vague voice came to Truman's ears, it was Amanissis.

The secret power established a mystical connection with Truman as the Pope of the Night.

"I need you to take me underground." Truman was a little surprised by Amanisis' words.

"You should know what's down there. It's very dangerous to get close to it in your current position." Truman reminded.

"That's why I need you, my Pope..." A faint voice reminded Truman.

The believers in the City of Deep Darkness have not seen their Pope for nearly a hundred years!

"Uh..." Truman knew he was in the wrong, and then he weighed it up. If he didn't go directly into the real river, the risk would be high, but he could accept it.

"Okay." Truman came to Amanisis's side under the secret guidance, and her faint figure was outlined in the air.