Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 101 Return and Blocking the Door

"Yes!" Kono didn't have time to familiarize himself with his own power and hurriedly knelt down to thank the statue.

"About thirty 'prayer's'..." Truman estimated the number of devout believers.

"Too few. This number of believers is not enough to significantly weaken the Book of Dreams. We need a large number of believers and blessed ones..."

……

During this time, Amon had already traveled all over the world and searched many places. Unfortunately, this was not Earth after all, and many Outer Gods were watching. It was already very lucky to find traces of three Outer Gods.

The value of this civilization lies in its connection to Outer Gods; otherwise, it's really quite ordinary.

However, this also made it easier for Bethel to create legends. With his Sequence Level 3 abilities, he was already able to crush the strongest "Ring Man" on this planet, so he could easily accomplish some "miracles" and leave behind enough legends.

"Teacher." After leaving behind his legend, Bethel returned to the present-day location of the Dream Church.

"Now that we're done, let's prepare for the next stop." Truman took one last look at his followers and nodded gently. He had already made proper arrangements for them.

Moreover, outer space cannot prevent the Book of Dreams from sensing.

"Are we finally going to the next world?" Amon's body suddenly appeared behind Bethel.

He adjusted his monocle over his right eye, filled with great curiosity about the new world.

"Take back your clone. We're not coming back." Truman glanced at Amon, seeing through some of his thoughts.

This mischievous kid isn't going to walk the world quietly without leaving a trace.

"Don't forget that your clone and your original body are connected. If you leave behind a clone, the past can corrupt your original body."

Amon's lips twitched upon hearing this, but the thought of the scene when he stole the "Mother Tree of Desire" and became inexplicably wary, so he could only retract some of his previous arrangements.

After Truman confirmed that Amon had retrieved all his clones, he led the two of them, in a semi-conceptual form, back into the starry sky.

No longer feeling the sense of crisis about leaving Earth, the three, guided by "cause and effect," head towards their next destination in the starry sky.

The starry sky is so vast, naturally we should look at it more often.

And this period of time is several hundred years.

……

Time meant little to Truman during his interstellar travels, but on Earth, a few hundred years is enough to change many things.

Among them, "Twilight" ascended to the throne of gods, and the God of War rose to power, but under the oppression of the Creator, he could only keep a low profile and preach in secret.

Compared to the Church of the Night and the Church of the Earth Mother, which at least have the right to preach, this is extremely tragic.

Today, the Church of the Creator has reached its zenith in every sense. The King of Angels governs the various parishes, and the all-knowing and all-powerful God frequently performs miracles.

With just one sentence, an ancient god's follower was condemned to wander forever in the wasteland, and even the Earth Mother Goddess and the God of War, who had already become gods, did not attempt to rescue him.

This is the glorious age, the glory of the Creator.

In the Kingdom of Creator, Sasriel is attending to official business.

All major events occurring in the Church of the Creator require His review and decision-making, including but not limited to the appointment, dismissal, and reward of high-ranking personnel in the various angelic dioceses, as well as the suppression and assimilation of secret sects.

"Hmm?" Sasriel suddenly sensed something and looked toward the astral plane, where a priest was walking on the velvet curtain, gradually approaching the red moon.

What happened that made the main body have to be mobilized? Sasriel's pupils shrank sharply.

"Is the outer god making unusual movements?" He suddenly frowned, as if he had realized something.

"It's been hundreds of years, it's about time he came back..."

"What's going on?!" That's right, Truman, who has traveled to the stars for hundreds of years and visited nearly ten humanoid civilizations, is about to return.

However, his current situation is really not very good.

"How did we get targeted by the 'Fallen Mother Goddess'!?" Truman's face was extremely solemn. He, Amon, and Bethel, who had successfully advanced to the rank of "Planetary Planeswalker," were forced out of their semi-conceptual state.

The illusory gate, which should have been made of pure starlight, has now been stained with the color of flesh and blood.

If they don't stop, even if they pass through that stargate in a semi-conceptual state, they will be contaminated, and they might end up giving birth on the spot.

However, the power of the Mother Goddess was not so easy to avoid. The crimson tide, carrying a strong pollution, came, as if it would completely drown the three of them.

"Why was I blocked by the Mother Goddess?!" Truman was incredulous.

He hadn't even seen a civilization led by the Mother Goddess among the major civilizations in the starry sky, yet now He had blocked his way home.

"Was it because I glanced at the moon when I left?" That was the only thing Truman could think of.

He had gazed at that familiar planet back then, but that was hundreds of years ago now, and he had traveled a great distance through the starry sky to return!

Could it be that the Mother Goddess has been blocking this place all along?

It's amazing!

"Quickly, use a drop of my father's blood!" Amon's face was also solemn as he watched the approaching crimson tide.

Truman had threatened Him several times with "throwing Him to the moon to give birth," which made Amon vaguely realize that this being on the moon was an extremely special being even in the "Old Days"!

This is not a force they can resist.

"I still want to save some." Truman shook his head slightly, and finally took out the crystal that didn't contain the chaotic blood, and threw it into the crimson tide.

click!

The crystal shattered, and the drop of blood officially appeared in outer space.

A single drop of blood seemed to form a wave from the chaotic sea, an illusory yet seemingly containing all secrets of the seawater, rolling in and blocking the crimson tide.

But Truman saw the bright moon from the other side of that crimson tide, and he also saw the crimson, huge, and distorted figure standing on the moon.

In a moment, Truman felt as if he were about to explode. His consciousness suddenly sank, as if it were about to dissipate, and he could only subconsciously manifest the body of a mythical creature.

The Book of Dreams seemed to have lost its form, completely merging into Truman's body, making his mythical creature form even more majestic.

"dream!"

A terrifying sound, carrying endless pollution, swept over. This drop of blood was clearly no match for the Mother Goddess who still possessed the symbol of a pillar!

Of course, the purpose of that drop of blood wasn't to repel the Outer God, but rather to locate it!

"Let there be light!" The gentle voice echoed in my ears after hundreds of years.

The power of "Eternal Day" fell on Truman as the sunlight fell upon him, causing him to suddenly break free from his dazed state, regain control of himself, and pull the Book of Dreams out of his body.

"Really..." Truman's lips twitched. He had initially considered provoking the past, but he had also willingly given up on it.

Unexpectedly, the "Fallen Mother Goddess," who was once one of the pillars, has now come looking for me!

(End of this chapter)