Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 114 Outer God Corruption

"I made a wish; I hope my belongings will return to me."

A voice rang in the genie's ear; it was Truman's voice. He was now the owner of the wishing lamp and had the right to make a wish.

The genie is caught between "God" and "mystery," possessing two unique things yet feeling no sense of security. After Truman made his wish, he granted it without hesitation.

—The items in this wish also include the wishing lamp, which can help the genie reasonably escape from his current predicament.

The wishing lamp, the black emperor's crown, and the brass book all disappeared instantly, returning to Truman's original body.

There is no longer any barrier between "God" and "mystery".

"..."

The two pillars didn't speak, but almost instinctively reached out to press the coffin lid of the other's coffin to death!

As if history from the First Era were repeating itself, these two once again began a war at the highest level of the universe.

Of course, at this time they were far from being comparable to their complete forms in the First Age.

Most of "God's" power is suppressed by the Sasriel personality within him and cannot be used.

However, the "Lord of Mysteries" who has now begun to recover does not have the corresponding characteristics to support it, and even the uniqueness of the "error" is false.

The entire world is plunged into crisis due to the riots and conflicts between the Chaos Sea and the Source Castle.

The world barrier seemed to be trembling slightly, and the entire Earth was experiencing earthquakes. The continent beneath our feet had begun to break apart, and endless tsunamis were rising in the ocean.

Truman's consciousness, residing within the Dream Angel, witnessed a cosmic-scale battle up close.

Various concepts were altered, stolen, and then reshaped, corrupted, and controlled in the next instant. The space between the two pillars was being destroyed, degenerated, and collapsed at a terrifying speed.

This directly impacts global stability.

However, this process did not last long. Both of them were in poor condition, but "Mystery," which had just been revived, was still suppressed by "God."

"Eternal Day!" "God" spoke softly, and Truman, far away in his own territory, froze, all the urge to fall asleep caused by the appearance of the source matter being suppressed.

The "Eternal Day" effect that "God" was casting at this moment was aimed at him, or more accurately, at the Dream Angel.

The body of the Dream Angel became the vessel for the resurrection of the "Lord of Mysteries". Truman's consciousness had been suppressed to an extremely weak state, but now, pulled up from its predicament by "Eternal Day", it was strong enough to contend with the newly resurrected "Lord of Mysteries".

"The tension between fantasy and mystery will create a balance."

"God" made a prophecy in the chaotic, dark sea.

This was the first time "God" had used this power, and then, without any preconditions, fulfilled this prophecy.

Some force maintains a strange balance between the "mysterious" will and Truman.

Truman felt himself become incredibly powerful, able to contend with the "Lord of Mysteries" within him.

"Omniscient and omnipotent"... As long as the resurgence of the "Lord of Mysteries" does not exceed a certain limit, I will remain in this state forever.

A thought arose in Truman's mind: he wanted to give up resisting, but he couldn't even muster the thought of suicide!

This power was so terrifying that, of course, "God," who used this power, was overwhelmed by Sasriel for the first time and fell into a disadvantageous position.

This is the price that "God" must pay to combat the "mystery" of resurgence.

He was already prepared for this when He made the choice to suppress the will of the "Lord of Mysteries".

The situation has now reversed, with the attackers and defenders switching sides. "God," now on the defensive, must wait for the next opportunity.

All the strange phenomena surrounding "God" were dissipating, and Sasriel withdrew the power he was radiating, but of course, he did not retract the prophecy that suppressed "mystery".

The other true gods were brought to a standstill by the power of "God", but after breaking free, they launched another attack without hesitation!

A surging tide of darkness rolls in, obliterating all existence; the decay of twilight and the miracles of life bloom simultaneously; clouds of death spread, the bound curse takes effect, and there is the crimson of war, the calamity of fate…

Sasriel waited calmly, and with the power of the night, he fell into a dream. He saw himself being killed, and golden divine blood was spilled all over the ocean.

Everything went smoothly... Truman tensed up; this was the most crucial moment.

"What should I do at this moment?" The more nervous Truman became, the less he seemed to grasp the key point.

All his energy and attention seemed to be drawn into the struggle against the "mystery".

hum!

Truman's divine badge on his chest suddenly trembled.

That was the "Eternal Day" from Sasriel.

Truman's mind suddenly cleared, as if an invisible curtain had been lifted, and his vision became clear in an instant.

"They're Outer Gods! They're too calm!" Truman suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

From the start of the assassination attempt until now, the Outer Gods have made no move whatsoever, not even a slight attempt to approach Earth.

Perhaps the will of the two pillars frightened them, but this would absolutely not deter the "Fallen Mother Goddess"!

……

In the City of Miracles, the five archangels trapped here each exhibit different behaviors.

Adam was still waiting for something to happen. Amon explored the maze with great interest, but compared to usual, he was also a little worried, and the smile on his lips faded considerably.

Leodorus was gathering his anger, preparing to launch a desperate attack on the dream, vowing to defend his faith to the death. Hrabergen remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

"I have a way out," Ocycus suddenly said. The sunlight had explored every part of the labyrinth, and he was certain that this miracle labyrinth had no exit.

Then we can only create one.

All the angel kings looked toward Ocycus.

"Use it now! I don't want to stay here waiting for the results!" Leodorus growled.

"When did you acquire this ability?" Amon looked at Osekus with a smile, his right hand unconsciously reaching out towards Osekus, as if to steal it.

"Stop!" Adam suddenly picked up the silver cross from his chest.

But both Adam's guidance and Amon's theft failed; Ocycus possessed something of extremely high status!

"Don't worry, it's just a small gadget." Osekus took out a palm-sized portal made of flesh and blood.

This comes from a Sequence 3 vampire in the territory of Ocycus, the "Summoning Master".

It's worth mentioning that this "Summoning Master" worships neither the Earth Mother Goddess nor the progenitor of the vampires, but rather the moon above his head.

"The Primitive Moon"!

Ocycus threw down the flesh gate, and in an instant, the flesh gate began to expand wildly. A deep murmur came from the other end of the gate, seemingly a sacrifice to the "Eternal Moon" and the "Primordial Moon".

"What are you doing?!" Amon sensed a familiar presence, and his smile froze slightly.

"When we can no longer break the deadlock, we must bring in external forces." Osekus's eyes were clear, and he was very sober.

hum!

The gate of flesh and blood opened gently, and strands of crimson light seeped in.

(End of this chapter)