Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 115 Mystery

"Why would I forget something so important?!"

Truman felt a chill run through his body. If it weren't for Sasriel's "Eternal Day," he might still be unable to break free from that mindless state.

"Fooling?" When did he become influenced by the "Lord of Mysteries"?

"Heh." A soft laugh suddenly rang in Truman's ears.

It was the will to revive that was intertwined with his within the body of that dreamlike angel!

"Dream, I saw you last time..." The voice of "Lord of Mysteries" echoed in Truman's mind.

At the same time, Truman's mind conjured up the scene of the Second Era Destruction Wolf being killed by Lilith's self-destruction.

During that war, the Destruction Wolf attempted to release the suppression of the "Lord of Mysteries" within him and summon the Source Castle in an attempt to break the deadlock.

However, they failed in the joint efforts of the ancient gods and the ancient sun god. The "Lord of Mysteries," who had just shown some signs of recovery, was suppressed, and the Destruction Wolf was also completely killed, its characteristics scattered.

"..." Truman frowned, then didn't believe a single punctuation mark!

He completely ignored the voice ringing in his ears, his mind reactivated, instantly locking onto the City of Miracles. He wandered over there and saw the crimson, fleshy gate.

"Lightning Storm!"

Truman pointed a finger, and a lightning storm of true god level was unleashed. One after another, bolts of lightning of different colors bared their fangs and claws, expanding wildly and enveloping the gate of flesh and blood in a sea of ​​thunder.

The Gate of Flesh and Blood was merely a manifestation of the characteristics of a "Summoning Master," and was not powerful. It quickly turned into specks of light amidst the lightning.

However, this also opened up the miracle labyrinth set up by Truman, and the power of a true god tore through the barrier of this ancient god kingdom.

However, the Summoning Gate has summoned all the power belonging to the Mother Goddess throughout the world to this place, helping Her locate it.

The five angel kings—Amun, Adam, Leodorus, Herabogen, and Ocycus—each broke free from the City of Miracles.

They each used their own methods to quickly escape the attack range of the lightning storm and head towards the core battlefield.

Truman's gaze was fixed on Leodorus and the other two angel kings. At this moment, he would not hesitate!

"It's too late..."

The will of the "Lord of Mysteries" to be revived and Truman's will to be forcibly pulled together by "God," and Truman was unable to break free.

Truman looked up and saw a huge red moon.

It filled Truman's entire field of vision, and above the red moon seemed to flow a crimson sea.

As Truman gazed at Him, the entire sea boiled, rapidly converging towards the center, piling up until it formed a crimson, indistinct phantom.

The crimson sea disappeared, and the moon's surface was revealed with craters, clear and cold.

But standing on the moon was a figure many times larger than this planet; the enormous moon was now just a protruding brick in the sea of ​​stars.

The countless eyes on that mother goddess turned simultaneously, looking down at the blue planet, looking down at the dream.

He seemed to make eye contact with Truman for a moment.

"Let there be light." Sasriel, who was deep in a dream, was instantly awakened.

He looked up beyond the starry sky, knowing everything through His "omniscience and omnipotence," and then instinctively reacted by strengthening the world's barrier through the authority of the "Lord of the Stars."

This greatly weakened the power of the blood moon, leaving only a few wisps of pale pink pollution aura on Chumen.

However, having already used his power twice, Sasriel is now facing a backlash from the will of "God".

Truman suddenly realized what was happening, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't worry, He can't get in yet." The Lord of Mysteries seemed to know what Truman was thinking and reminded him.

"You're cooperating with Him?" Truman's body froze for a moment, having been contaminated, but the Dream Sea washed away the pale pink contamination without affecting Truman's condition.

"Why not?" The Lord of Mysteries' voice carried a hint of pleasure.

"None of us want to see a 'God' be born." In Truman's mind, the "Lord of Mysteries" was already an image of someone pushing up his monocle, watching his every reaction with great interest.

Whether it's the true "God" returning completely, or the Sasriel Project succeeding and stabilizing the quasi-Old Ones state after resurrection, it will greatly interfere with the resurgence of the "Lord of Mysteries" and the invasion of Earth by Outer Gods such as the "Fallen Mother Goddess".

"From this perspective, He is the enemy of all of us, and coincidentally, you are one of us."

"So I'm helping you kill Him." The Lord of Mysteries said casually, "Actually, it didn't have to be this complicated. Your friend is quite good; he's managed to hold out against Him until now."

"But your appearance has given Him some ideas, and thus some twists and turns."

As for what happened next, they needed Sasriel to die quietly, but Truman wanted him to be resurrected, which created a contradiction, so Truman also suffered the "Iron Fist".

"Are you now 'parasitizing' me?" Truman suddenly asked. The two were mentally entangled, which was indeed very similar to "parasitism." The "Lord of Mysteries" could clearly sense his emotional fluctuations.

Then came this heart-wrenching conversation.

"If that's what you think, then so be it." The Lord of Mysteries' tone remained unchanged.

Truman said nothing more, but instead dispelled his insistence on the unique existence of the "error".

click!

A distinct sound of disintegration emanated from the Dream Angel.

The balance formed by the three uniquenesses was broken, and the will of the "Lord of Mysteries" was greatly weakened.

This is Truman's biggest guarantee that he dared to awaken this "Lord of Mysteries"!

The uniqueness of "Error" is entirely replicated by "All Things," and he has absolute control over it.

The immense power of the "Error" uniqueness explosion was enough to separate the remaining two unique items, allowing the "Lord of Mysteries" to lie back in his coffin.

"Heh." The Lord of Mysteries did not lose his composure in the slightest. He used the special connection between himself and the Dream Angel to exploit a bug and did not disappear directly.

"I will not disappear until 'God' is completely dead."

"God" once prophesied that there was a strange balance between the "Lord of Mysteries" and dreams, and now He uses this balance to maintain His own existence.

hum!

The dream angel subconsciously turned his head and saw that the five angel kings, including Amon and Adam, had already arrived at the scene.

"Die!" Leodorus's eyes turned red when he saw Sasriel being besieged by several true gods in the core battlefield. He frantically hurled his lightning spear, attacking all the attackers indiscriminately.

Inspired, Truman lunged forward, determined to block all the lightning bolts.

As soon as he took half a step out, a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"Go on? Why did you stop?" The voice of the "Lord of Mysteries" was teasing.

"Oh, now that you and I are together, attacking you is tantamount to attacking two ancient beings at the same time!"

(End of this chapter)