Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 110 Redemption of the Rose

Truman's anchoring of himself naturally refers to maintaining a clear self-awareness and not falling into a state of near-eternal silence, unsure if he can ever wake up.

"Don't worry, I'm ready to face 'God' directly," Truman said.

The other three were also much more at ease.

Truman now possesses genuine god-like strength and will play a crucial role in the fight against "God".

If one true god-level combatant is missing, the planned assassination will be even more difficult.

"Prepare for that 'Redemption Rose' gathering."

Finally, after looking around, Sasriel decided to personally push for the establishment of this organization.

"Okay!" The others nodded in agreement.

Three figures disappeared one after another in the Dreamland. Truman walked out of the supreme palace of the Dreamland and looked down at the Dream Sea.

The vast and boundless dream sea, seemingly connecting every life, has now fallen into some kind of turmoil because it senses the awakening of "God".

This performance is much better than when Truman first woke up and encountered the Chaos Sea a long time ago.

Back then, the Book of Dreams would immediately erupt upon sensing that primal aura, threatening to collide with the Chaos Sea.

"Weakening the Book of Dreams is feasible..." Truman looked at the Sea of ​​Dreams, having a holistic understanding of the entire Book of Dreams.

There are already quite a few extraordinary individuals on the Dream Path in the starry sky, and the abundance of gifts has significantly weakened the power of the Dream Book.

But this is actually a good thing for Truman.

"I am Dream, but Dream is more than just me."

The weakening affected the part excluding Truman, which made Truman's control over the Book of Dreams even more effective, and also slightly reduced his tendency to fall into a deep sleep.

When he weakens the Book of Dreams to a certain extent and completely controls it, he will probably be able to grasp the true authority over "Dream".

This authority is easy to understand; it is to make dreams come true and wishes come true. It overlaps somewhat with "daydreaming," but in terms of status, it is comparable to a pillar.

As for the power bestowed by the Book of Dreams, it can all be recovered. How many years can an ordinary extraordinary person live?

Over the past few centuries, those extraordinary individuals who have achieved extraordinary paths through dreams have all been replaced.

……

Truman arrived at the giants' court.

This place has been abandoned for a long time. Of course, as the divine kingdom of the previous generation of "Twilight", it still maintains enough strength to prevent it from collapsing.

"secret"!

A faint figure walked up behind Truman.

Her appearance merely deepened the color of the void, outlining a female figure shrouded in mist.

This is the true form of Amanisis, who hasn't appeared in the real world for a long time.

After His arrival, the hidden power began to take effect. The giants' court still existed there, but no one, not even angels or the true gods, could notice it anymore.

It was as if such a magnificent divine kingdom had never existed here.

"They have arrived." Truman nodded gently.

"Hmm!" Amanisis nodded slightly, and his figure vanished instantly.

Truman walked toward the most magnificent temple and gently pushed open the door.

As the twilight light streamed into the palace, Truman was able to see the layout inside.

This is a hall adorned with countless murals. In the center of the hall stands a long, dark red table, surrounded by high-backed chairs with intricate patterns.

Truman walked in, and a scene from his memory seemed to cross the boundary between illusion and reality, arriving here.

The difference is that he will also participate in this lively gathering.

"Dream, you've come." Sasriel sat at the head of the table, where there were two high-backed chairs. He sat on the left, and on the right, on the high-backed chair, was that faint shadow.

The official organizers of this gathering were still Sasriel and Amanisis.

Truman walked to the first chair on the left, passing by Urolius and Medici in turn—after eliminating the three potentially problematic Angel Kings, the Creator's Kingdom's forces were somewhat weakened.

The figures on the right are four: the gentle, dignified, and all-encompassing "Earth Mother Goddess," the "God of War" wearing worn-out armor, the "God of the Dead" with deep features and wearing a dark black robe, and the "God of Spirits" a mummy bound with straps.

"We gather here to redeem ourselves and to maintain the balance of this world."

After Truman took his seat, Amanisis's voice rang out softly, echoing in the ears of the attendees.

"There's no need to feel guilty; it won't do us any good. Division and alienation are the most fundamental order of this world."

"That was also His idea; we were merely the implementers of this plan."

"It's undeniable that we all have dark thoughts and desires, but that's normal."

"Death and bloodshed are inevitable. We will redeem the world, redeem Him, and redeem you and me in the name of 'Redemption Rose'."

Everyone listened quietly, and even the most arrogant Medici didn't interrupt.

"Ha, what a gathering of traitors." Of course, Medici began his performance as soon as Amanisis finished speaking.

He leaned back in his chair and placed his feet on the dark red table, completely ignoring the true god opposite him.

"This time, it is you who have betrayed us..." As a truly experienced god, Badhall's gaze swept over the four angel kings opposite him.

"Oh? You had a previous one?" Medici raised an eyebrow arrogantly, clearly intrigued by the story of "the last time." "Want to share your advanced experience?"

As he spoke, Medici looked at the "Earth Mother Goddess".

The fact that the "God of War" betrayed the Giant King was no secret within the Angel King's circle.

"Alright." Before Medici could provoke the "Earth Mother Goddess," Sasriel stopped Him and steered the conversation in the right direction.

"After my independent struggle fails, that person's power will reach the same level as mine, but you don't need to worry too much."

"I will suppress most of that person's power, and you only need to kill me at the right time."

Saslier's words silenced the crowd, with Urolius and Medici both displaying an uncontrollable resistance.

Although he already knew exactly what he needed to do, assassinating someone he had been loyal to for nearly a thousand years was not something everyone could do.

"Whether you succeed or not, you will all receive the recipe for becoming like the past."

"Dream will take care of all of this."

All eyes were on Truman.

"In addition, I will also include a piece of information about the Outer Gods that I brought back from the stars," Truman said, making the eyes of the gods present light up once again.

As a pioneer who ventured into space, Truman possessed more information about the cosmos than the entire Earth currently knows.

At the level of gods, the starry sky is something they must confront.

(End of this chapter)