Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 10 Lilith

Rumble!

Within a palace made of coral and gemstones, lightning pulsed wildly.

"It's the Chaos Sea!" On the throne at the deepest part of the palace sat a man dressed in a simple robe. His ears were pointed and high-set, and his face had a deep and handsome profile.

But what's even more striking is the violent aura emanating from him, as if he might unleash a bolt of lightning into the sea at any moment.

He gazed at the giant's royal court, his tone revealing undisguised longing; he had coveted the Chaos Sea for a long time.

"This time it's very dangerous." Only a beautiful and noble elven woman stood beside him, her expression solemn, more rational than the elven king.

"Controlling the Chaos Sea is no easy task!" Thick bolts of lightning crackled around the Elf King, causing the entire palace to tremble violently. "I couldn't do it before, and neither could that dragon!"

"But the Chaos Sea may already be under control. Didn't you see that sun?" Queen Goshinam said coldly.

"The sun? I want to devour it!" The Elf King's rage seemed to be ingrained in his blood; his voice boomed like thunder, making no attempt to conceal his desire for the sun.

In the eyes of these ancient gods, adjacent and non-adjacent paths are all edible, but adjacent paths are "more delicious".

"Kill that sun, and the Chaos Sea and He will be mine!" The Elf King's voice was filled with fanaticism, and he even had an urge to descend upon the Giants' court immediately.

"That dragon thinks the same way I do!"

"In the best-case scenario, we'd stew the dragon and the sun together in one pot, then eat the Chaos Sea!"

Goshinam remained indifferent, unmoved by the scene described by the Elf King. She was the Queen of the Elves and the Elf King's strongest anchor, capable of bringing the tyrant of the sky down to earth.

"That wolf can't hold back any longer, let's enter last!"

"That makes sense!" Goshinam persuaded the Elf King to suppress his tyranny and madness and wait for the war situation in the Giants' Court to become clear.

"The ancient gods are just crazy, not stupid." Truman, far away in the ancient Sun God's kingdom, emphasized this principle again.

Over the years, Sasriel has planted countless spies among the various Old Gods, gaining access to all sorts of firsthand intelligence. Now, the Old Gods are all restless and preparing for war.

"Levihide, the Imaginary Dragon, is the only one that cannot be penetrated," Sasriel said with some regret.

"Hmm!" Truman nodded slightly. The way the Imaginary Dragon was located was really too shady. He really couldn't play it without cracking it down!

"Luckily, He's your target." Truman focused his attention on his next move. "Would you like to come with me?"

Sasriel raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat intrigued.

"If you don't go, it will be very difficult for me to persuade Lilith." Truman saw that Sasriel was interested, so he stepped up his efforts.

"I have many matters to attend to..." The Vice-King of Heaven is not just talking; all the important matters of the Kingdom of God require his decision.

"Give it to those guys from before." Truman glanced at the angels in the distance. "They're angels now, they can't be idle fighting all the time."

"...Fine!" Sasriel gritted his teeth and nodded, finally deciding to go out, and he had a perfectly legitimate reason for it!

"Media, Leodoro, go and assemble the army; prepare for war!"

"Ocycus, go and summon Urolius. Keep a close eye on the battle situation and report directly to the Lord if anything happens!"

"..." Sasriel methodically arranged the work.

"Yes!" Medici and the others all turned serious.

"Let's go!" In the end, Truman and Sasriel set off together for Lilith's divine kingdom.

"Sassriel has left?" The ancient sun god sensed something and looked in the direction of Lilith's divine kingdom, his gaze also showing a hint of surprise.

"Dreams have such effects?" he asked softly, having encountered something he couldn't see through. The appearance of that thing allowed the humanity that Sasriel represented to be released more fully.

The madness that stemmed from his very nature seemed to have subsided considerably, and even his condition had improved significantly.

His situation was more difficult than Truman had imagined.

The Fool, who later climbed up from Sequence Nine, still in the Fifth Age when the Mysterious Influence was at its lowest, almost became a Frankenstein's monster after becoming a god.

The Sun God, now a dual-path true god, is only worse off, and Sasriel is also a "firewall" for him.

"But...dreams come true?" The ancient sun god's lips twitched slightly. "It's because Sasriel is too tired, wants to rest, wants freedom..."

After spending some time with Truman, Sasriel's humanity matured to a certain extent, making him closer to the man before he fell into the Sea of ​​Chaos.

"It's a good thing." The ancient sun god withdrew his gaze and prayed calmly.

"You might not believe it, but this is the first time I've ever left the divine realm." Sasriel and Truman arrived in a region bursting with flowers, near Lilith's divine realm, where all kinds of plants and trees were exceptionally lush.

"That's why I dragged you out here." Truman and Sasriel exchanged a smile and looked towards Lilith's divine kingdom in the distance.

The red moon hangs high, countless flowers and trees vie for beauty, a spring with a spiritual quality flows everywhere, countless animals live in it, and crops such as rice, wheat, melons and fruits can be seen everywhere.

Of course, there are also genuine vampires.

"Lilith, an Old God of the Lunar Path and part of the Mother Path, even devoured other Sequence Characteristics," Sasriel said. "But her spirit is still quite good."

"You'd better be prepared, Lilith is the true embodiment of beauty," Sasriel said to Truman with a smile.

"Beautiful... hiss!" Truman saw the girl's figure suddenly appear in front of the two of them.

She seemed to have been incarnated from that red moon, with long, blood-red hair flowing down her back, wearing an ancient and beautiful dreamlike gown, enveloped and surrounded by moonlight.

Everything shines because of His existence; starlight gathers in His eyes; He stands barefoot atop the blooming flowers, speaking with haughty and cold sternness.

"Who are you?!"

It is indeed beautiful, not only in appearance, but also in a mystical sense; it is the concept of "beauty" itself!

"So this is what beauty looks like." Truman was indeed amazed.

"Greetings, Lady Lilith. I come representing the will of the Lord." A radiance seemed to emanate from Sasriel, causing Lilith, who appeared as an incarnation of the moon, to squint slightly.

"The sun that appeared earlier?" All the ancient gods saw that sun when it shone on the astral plane.

"We have a collaboration proposal here that you won't refuse."

A dreamlike phosphorescent light fell upon the divine emblem on Truman's chest, causing it to hum softly, and everything here was isolated from fate.

A hidden power!

"Oh?" Lilith's expression remained unchanged, but her gaze was fixed on the two of them, and her body gradually tensed up.

"Huh?" Sasriel and Truman exchanged a glance. "The Old Gods really are all a bit abnormal."

Perhaps it was because of the arrogance and madness of the ancient god, or perhaps it was to test whether the two had the ability to cooperate with the noble vampire progenitor.

In short, the vampire progenitor was bathed in shimmering moonlight, which gradually formed a galaxy.

(End of this chapter)