Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 107 Redemption

The current God of War is none other than Bardhel, the eldest son of the Giant King hundreds of years ago, the "God of Dawn." Truman once schemed against him.

Now that he has become a god, he may well realize the tricks Truman played when he examines his past.

"Tsk, if you're determined enough, what's there to be afraid of, demons?" Truman shook his head dismissively and wandered directly to the northern spine mountain range of the continent.

This is a settlement of giants.

The divine kingdom of the "God of War" is also hidden here.

"The Temple of Twilight." Truman looked up and saw a giant building that resembled the Giants' Court.

The place was shrouded in an orange-red twilight, purer than the twilight that perpetually enveloped the Giants' Court, and filled with an aura of decay.

"Dreamlike!" Just as Truman's gaze fell upon the Twilight Palace, the orange-red twilight suddenly erupted, and beams of orange-red light wrapped around Truman.

"What? You want to fight me again?" Truman stared expressionlessly at the encroaching orange-red light.

Before the colors of dusk could seep into his body, it was as if an illusory sun had fallen from the sky, banishing all the twilight.

"The trick of the Imaginary Dragon!" A colossal figure, as large as a mountain, loomed in and out of sight in the twilight temple, clad in tattered armor, its single eye revealing the desolation of dusk.

"God of War" Badheil!

He held an exaggeratedly long sword in his hand, subtly pointing it at Truman, his desire to fight extremely strong.

However, He was also wary of the power of that "fantasy".

"He actually gave you this authority; I thought it was just symbolic." Badhall's voice was tinged with doubt.

He was referring to the Creator's holy words, "the authority of the dream agent."

"Daydreaming" is one of the pillars of the Creator.

"So you want to fight?" Truman took out the Book of Dreams, making the orange-red twilight even more intense.

Which true god cannot see the status of the Book of Dreams?

"Hmph!" Badhall moved the tip of his longsword away, making a concession.

"That's more like it. We're allies with deep cooperation and trust." After Badhall's hostility temporarily disappeared, Truman put away the Book of Dreams.

"My divine kingdom has no soil for dreams to grow." But Badhall still didn't give Truman a friendly look.

"Then do you want your divine kingdom to appear openly and legitimately on Earth?" Truman got straight to the point.

"What do you mean?!" The twilight in Badhall's single eye froze slightly.

"I have an opportunity here that could allow your church to proselytize autonomously. Do you want it?" Truman said casually.

But for the "God of War" Badhall, this news struck a nerve.

After becoming gods, the increasingly declining giant race could no longer satisfy Badheir's need for an "anchor".

Under the protection of the Church of the Creator, the human population has begun to grow explosively, and even a small fraction of them are able to resolve the spiritual dilemmas faced by Badheir.

"...What are the conditions?" Badheir didn't hesitate for long before asking about the price.

"Assassinate the Creator." Truman used the Dream Phosphorescence to send this message into Badhall's mind.

Dusk suddenly froze.

Badhall suddenly looked at Truman, staring intently at him, trying to read something from his face.

"Hahaha!" With a wave of his hand, Badhall caused twilight to completely engulf the void of this place, expanding the territory of the divine kingdom and encompassing Truman.

"Am I crazy, or are you stupid?!"

"To assassinate the Creator?!"

Badhere laughed wildly, and the twilight itself trembled violently.

Even someone as bold and ruthless as Him wouldn't dare to harbor any thought of challenging the Creator who was at the height of His power!

That is a power that truly transcends the sequence!

"Or perhaps you've finally figured it out and started imitating my methods? Want to launch a rebellion to overthrow the Creator's Kingdom?"

After laughing, Badhair looked at Truman with a mocking gaze.

"This is a decision made by me and Sasriel," Truman stated calmly, completely unconcerned by the sarcasm.

His calmness possessed a power that forced Badheir to take him seriously.

"The Vice-King of Heaven?" Badhall realized that things were not so simple.

Truman nodded slightly, and a shadowy curtain appeared behind him, within which was an eye peering out.

This is the manifestation of the power of Sasriel.

"Give me a reason?!" Badheil's tone was more serious than ever before.

"The 'Origin' will awaken within the Creator." Truman gazed in the direction of the Creator's Kingdom and uttered this news that was enough to shake the world.

"That awakened one, you no longer even have the right to exist."

"We are just redeeming ourselves."

Truman's calm voice echoed in the twilight, while "God of War" Badhall was already caught in a deep struggle.

"Not enough!" Badhall suddenly stared intently at Truman's retreating figure. "The reward for me assassinating someone like him isn't enough!"

"You're too greedy." Truman slowly shook his head, but also made a promise: "If this succeeds, the reward will be a recipe."

"The recipe above the sequence."

Truman's words made Badhair pause again, and many of his doubts were answered at that moment.

"You have several hundred years to consider." Truman simply conjured a spatial portal in the Twilight God Kingdom, gently pushed it open, and left.

"Above the sequence..."

Bardhall, who became a god through the potion system, knew the importance of this recipe. After pondering for a while, he made a decision.

"As expected, it's all just a matter of scare tactics, plus a recipe that can solve everything." With the advantage of information, persuading these true gods isn't too difficult.

"Let me see who else is here?" Truman sensed Amanisis's mark... He was still searching for the Underworld?

Salinger has really kept a deep secret!

"Where is Thorzner, the God of Spirits?" Truman suddenly remembered him. This person had been hiding in the shadows since the fall of the Alien King, and his presence was so weak that Truman couldn't remember him at all!

But at this moment, Truman, remembering Him, subconsciously used the power of "imagination" and took out a rag doll that he had kept hidden in the treasure vault for a long time.

This is a "divine abomination".

Truman amplified the cohesive force between the characteristics related to the divine abominations, and through the power of imagination, he directly traveled to a hidden city-state.

"Did the partitioned space create a place similar to a divine kingdom?" Truman marveled as he looked at this hidden city-state.

This is a quiet yet insane place.

The outer layer of the city-state is a paradise for the undead and werewolves, who fight and devour each other, but there is also a certain order.

The inner city, on the other hand, is an extremely restrained world. "Wraiths" and "Puppets" are the main characters here, but both of these beings are extremely restrained, making the entire inner city seem like a tomb, excessively quiet.

(End of this chapter)