Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 119 The Sun and the Scroll

The Book of Dreams quietly opened, and Truman's true form emerged from that dreamlike paradise.

He glanced at the continent, which was now fragmented and devastated.

Under the onslaught of various forces, this continent, which served as the main battlefield, suffered unimaginable damage.

The night covered everything, lightning flashed wildly, and countless monsters roamed in the darkness. This had become the land of the gods that Truman remembered.

No one could prevent this outcome; it was almost inevitable.

"Teacher!" Bethel appeared in the core battlefield. His face was also very bad. He had an uncontrollable tendency that even the dreamlike phosphorescence could not soothe, and star worms were crawling all over his body.

"This is not your fault." Truman nodded gently; he was quite satisfied with his student.

Being able to save countless humans under the terrifying oppression of "God" is already an enormous achievement, worthy of being deified.

However, after the "Lord of Mysteries" was resurrected, Bethel's condition became strange. He tried his best to suppress his tendency to lose control, so naturally he was too late to save more people.

Currently, a large number of humans remain stranded on the Eastern Continent, and if they are not rescued, they will be completely swallowed by darkness in a short time.

"Next, it's my turn." Truman looked at the land that had been completely plunged into darkness, and the dreamlike angel beside him soared into the sky.

He became the sun, and also became "the sun".

Endless light illuminated the darkness, and countless people looked up at the sun. The sunlight was not intense, but it gave them the most basic warmth and lit their way forward.

The Eastern Continent, having survived the war of the gods, is no longer suitable for human habitation and must be completely evacuated.

Of course, all the gods, even the King of Angels, could work together for a few years to erase all traces, but it's unnecessary. The cost of relocating all these humans would be far less than rebuilding the continent's ecosystem.

"Escape from this continent; there is hope elsewhere." The message conveyed in the sunlight convinced everyone.

At the same time, a spatial portal appeared out of thin air in many city-states that had Truman's spatial anchor points.

That was a spatial passage created by Truman using the power of the "door".

"Praise the sun."

Countless humans prayed, and then obeyed the instructions of the "Creator" to evacuate the continent.

That's right. Apart from the most powerful group of angels, no one knows that the true creator has perished.

"Lord, do we need to withdraw from this continent?" Now that the Creator's Kingdom is under the control of Sasriel, its countless believers are enough for Him to stabilize His own state.

Ouroles and Medici returned here with the true creator, but only the two of them remain. Adam has left this continent, and Amon... He is unimportant.

"Go now, take my 'True Divine Kingdom' to the new continent."

"And what about here?" The Creator's Kingdom is the most magnificent divine kingdom in the world, and it has the largest number of believers in the Creator.

"The Creator's Kingdom will remain here." This continent is about to be isolated from the world, but the remaining power of the Creator's Kingdom will be enough to protect the Creator's believers.

Sasriel issued a divine oracle, and the "True Kingdom" and a portion of its followers went to the New World to spread the glory of the Creator.

The kingdoms of the other true gods also moved away from this continent immediately, and a large number of cities were evacuated at the fastest speed.

"Silver City..." Truman's gaze fell upon this city-state that worshipped the Creator.

This is an extremely special city-state, which contains three artifacts of angelic level.

One is "Gift of the Earth", one is "Proof of Glory", and the last is "Dream Scroll".

"Come to my divine kingdom." There are certain secrets hidden in the Silver City that cannot be revealed to certain people.

Truman also made the decision to leave the divine kingdom on this continent.

As for the "Eternal Sun" achieved through the Dream Doppelganger, it will also go to the New World to create the Sun God Kingdom, establish a church, and attract believers.

"But we can't lose the title of Dream Angel; it can attract quite a few believers..."

Truman suddenly bent down and picked up a painting from the ground.

"This is..." Bethel was stunned and speechless.

"It's not bad."

This painting is far more powerful than the magical object in Truman's memory; it was crafted using three different Sequence 2 properties.

The above scenario is also divided into three parts.

The first scene is the gods assassinating the creator, the second scene is the dreamlike final blow to "God", and the third scene is the creation's body being devoured.

Of course, due to the creator's reasons, some of the painting language here carries a clear bias.

For example, the Dream possessed by the Mysterious One is not the same as the Dream that actually stabbed the one who delivered the fatal blow; the latter is simply hideous. Furthermore, the third scene is a real cannibalism, bloody and terrifying.

"Let's call it 'The Last Supper'," Truman said, tossing the painting into the vault.

"Huh? The Vault?!" Truman blinked. After the Creator's death, the Vault had lost its owner. Sasriel and Truman were the custodians, and after Truman gained control of the "Sun," the power of notarization also fell into his hands...

Logically speaking, this treasure vault has already changed hands!

"The Black Emperor's Crown, the Brass Book, the Scroll of Civilization, the uniqueness of the 'Fool' and 'Gate' pathways, and certain Sequence One and Sequence Two characteristics..."

Even though the Church of the Creator has squandered it for over a thousand years, this treasury is still the largest treasury in the world.

Before I knew it, I had become the world's richest person!

"Hmm?" Truman suddenly looked at Bethel as if he had thought of something.

"Teacher?" Bethel was taken aback, wondering why Truman was looking at him like that.

"You can take another half step forward and become the King of Angels," Truman said, taking out all the "Door" pathways, Sequence 1 characteristics, and the starlight eyeball.

"That would be the most suitable height; as long as one doesn't aspire to become a true god, there wouldn't be much danger."

With Truman's abilities, protecting an Angel King would be quite simple. Moreover, by using the "door" to access the Angel King's abilities, he would have a high chance of survival even if the apocalypse came thousands of years later.

"To become a true god, you must confront the will that almost made you lose control."

Bethel couldn't help but recall the scene where he had been affected by that will before; the superior and irresistible will was enough to make anyone lose the courage to resist.

"But without becoming a true god, I can't even stand beside my teacher," Bethel thought to himself.

"Even if you become a true god, it will be difficult to help me," Truman said directly.

"Teacher!" Bethel's eyes widened slightly.

"Ahem, I'm used to it." Truman coughed lightly; the power of the visionary was just too useful.

"..." Bethel was silent for a while before looking seriously into Truman's eyes. "Teacher, I want to try."

"Okay!" Truman nodded in satisfaction and made a promise, "I always have a 'regret pill' waiting for you here."

(End of this chapter)