Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 104 Consensus

"At most a few hundred years, the true 'God' will return, and your time is running out."

The genie's gaze was fixed on Truman. "When He wakes up, He'll definitely try to harm you."

Even if He has learned a painful lesson, He will still try to devour you.

"You have no chance of escaping without the power of 'Dream'," the genie seemed quite certain of.

"I'll kill him first," Truman said calmly.

"Kill Him? You now?" The genie's gaze fell on the Book of Dreams.

"Heh, you'll come and ask me." The genie looked at Truman and suddenly laughed. He then transformed into a golden ray of light and disappeared back into the wishing lamp.

"It's all the same old story, hard to fool." He also didn't have control over "Source Castle," a "weapon" against the Genie.

Truman shook his head slightly, bent down to pick up the wishing lamp, and specially put it in a spatial pocket for easy access at any time. Of all the powers he could use, the wishing lamp was probably in the top three.

Under certain conditions, it can utilize the power above the sequence.

"Sigh, this is a bit tricky." Truman sighed softly. Apart from the most important answer, the genie had already revealed enough information.

As for the so-called most important answer, it's nothing more than a few possibilities.

……

clang!

In the dreamlike paradise, Truman stands atop a magical clock tower, striking a large bell with a mallet.

The ethereal and melodious chimes resonated in the hearts of dream believers throughout the world through the connection of the Book of Dreams, and even many dream believers on a cosmic scale heard these soul-cleansing chimes.

hum!

The entire clock tower trembled gently, transforming into scattered, dreamlike phosphorescence, and Truman emerged from it, taking his seat.

In just a few moments, three figures materialized from nothingness and arrived in the Dreamland.

"Hello everyone, it's been a long time," Truman greeted the three with a smile.

"It really is you who's back." Sasriel nodded gently at Truman.

For the past few hundred years, the Dream Council was suspended because Truman was in the stars.

Now that he's back, he's naturally become the link again, convening the Dream Council.

"You have all become gods, which is truly a cause for celebration." Truman himself also fully possessed the authority of "Imagination," so he could naturally be considered a god as well.

The Dream Council has truly become the Council of Gods.

"The topic of this meeting is related to you." Truman looked directly at Sasriel.

"Me?" Sasriel was taken aback.

"The organization has decided that you're probably going to die." Truman, Amanisis, and Lilith all looked at Sasriel.

For a moment, Sasriel felt terrifying pressure.

"That person's resurgence is inevitable, and it will take at most a few hundred years. We need to prepare in advance," Truman set the tone.

"Where did you get this information from?" Sasriel frowned as he looked at Truman.

"An ancient will sealed on Earth says that the Creator's Kingdom now has the aura of that being."

"I suppose you've already realized it."

Truman attributed everything to the genie, and an old judgment was more convincing.

"..." Sasriel fell silent, then finally nodded.

"I have made enough preparations, but I still don't have enough confidence."

"But to live in the face of death, to temper madness—this is the last resort. What if I really do die?"

Saslir spoke candidly about this issue, revealing that upon learning that the will of that being was already influencing the present Creator, He was already searching for a way to save Himself.

However, for that person, most of the methods they could think of were ineffective, leaving only a few options.

Among these options, being reborn from death is the last and most dangerous one.

"Very good, we have reached a consensus. If you are ultimately unable to suppress that person's resurgence on your own, we will be your last salvation."

"If we really want to carry out this final redemption plan, we are far from enough people," Amanisis said softly.

"Therefore, I suggest establishing a secret organization outside of the Dream World, with more members, consisting of all the gods, or perhaps some angel kings!"

"This organization could be called—'Redemption Rose'!"

Truman directly called for the establishment of "Redemption Rose," leaving the other three speechless.

"...Why do I feel that you have an unprecedented passion for killing me?!" Sasriel's eerie voice rang out, causing both goddesses to nod.

"Ahem! It's purely a coincidence, all an illusion!" Truman coughed lightly, and in his excitement, he blurted out everything.

But even so, Truman revealed all the remaining details.

"The gathering could be held at the Giants' Royal Court..."

"Sassriel, you are in charge of summoning the Angel Kings of the Church of the Creator."

"Amanisis, you are responsible for everything else."

"Lilith..."

Truman summoned a dreamlike phosphorescent light and created a detailed schedule, handing it to everyone.

"I... thank you!" Sasriel said through gritted teeth, holding the schedule.

It was so detailed that even He Himself felt it could actually enable Him to commit suicide...

After the suicide, it was time for Sasriel to act on his own, and sensitive matters like the method of resurrection cannot be discussed here.

"I've arranged everything for you, but whether you succeed in the end depends on yourself!"

No matter how detailed their plans are, the most important point is still the struggle between the Creator and "God".

And the final step of resurrection...

"I will not give up on saving you until the very last moment!"

This is the most significant promise Truman could make.

The opponent is an omniscient and omnipotent "God"...

If we say that they in the late Second Period were creating history, driving the trend, and going with the flow.

Now Truman has to go against the tide and actually try to save this creator.

"There's another very important off-field factor." Truman glanced around and pointed directly to the starry sky above.

"Outer Gods?" Lilith has been constantly on guard against the moon since becoming a god, and she takes this topic very seriously.

"The barrier is still very strong," Amanisis added.

This is a consensus among everyone.

"I went to the stars, and the most important conclusion I came to was..." Truman looked at his dreamlike starry sky, "Never underestimate any Outer God."

"We cannot wait for them to launch an attack; we need to proactively find suitable methods to defend ourselves."

The other three were all extremely agitated, each silently processing the news.

They believed Truman, but that meant facing terrifying dangers.

Finally, looking at the plan in his hand, Sasriel suddenly smiled.

"Okay, let's begin."

(End of this chapter)