Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 121 Solomon

"When my mind was entangled with the Lord of Mysteries, He slightly affected the barrier between us and the Western Continent through the Source Castle."

That tiny "ripple" couldn't allow the true god of this area to pass through the barrier and reach the legendary Western Continent, but the source essence there could use its extremely high status to permeate its power.

"He wants to use the source matter over there to make our situation here more complicated."

Truman glanced around, his gaze lingering on Amanisis for a moment, before continuing, "Of course, this is very likely a trap. Once we come into contact with the source matter, we may be contaminated."

Moreover, the "Lord of Mysteries" definitely knew Truman's condition at that time through his mental connection with the Dream Angel.

Facing the Source Matter directly will still cause very bad things to happen to Truman. The erosion of the Source Matter is also a means for the "Lord of Mysteries" to weaken Truman.

"The road ahead is still difficult..." Truman shook his head slightly. Since the establishment of the Dream Council, it has been carrying out various schemes and influences. The most leisurely period was probably the several hundred years when the Creator was at his peak.

But in the centuries that followed, they faced the threat of "God".

The fourth period is still just as busy.

"Someone might come looking for you soon."

Just before it ended, Sasriel suddenly looked at Truman.

Truman was taken aback, then nodded thoughtfully. "I didn't expect that they could adjust their mindset in such a short time."

The first Dream Council of the new era has thus come to an end, and the general course of action for the future has been set.

Truman returned to reality and immediately sensed Amon wandering in Gensokyo.

But he ignored Amon and instead looked toward the land of the forsaken gods.

There, a Sequence One archangel awaits.

His outward appearance is that of a mature middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes, wearing a noble black robe, exuding an aura of majesty.

"Solomon..." Truman smiled. This Solomon was the one who was given the surname by Sasriel, and he was also the ancestor of the current Solomon family of angels.

For a thousand years, He belonged to the Church of the Creator, governed the believers in the Northern Continent, and received sufficient rewards, becoming the first in rank, the "Prince of the Killing Order".

In the Church of the Creator, there are quite a few such angels, mostly of Sequence Two, but there are always exceptional ones who can become Sequence One.

Of course, there are only nine angel kings, and these positions make the chance of advancement within the Church of the Creator infinitely close to zero.

"As expected, you're the first one to come to me." This Solomon was wise enough to keenly perceive the opportunities hidden in the turmoil following the Creator's death.

"Your Highness, Dream." Solomon remained outside the Forsaken Land, only slightly distorting the space outside the Forsaken Land to demonstrate his presence, without rashly venturing into the Forsaken Land.

"Please come in," Truman said, and a portal of light immediately appeared in front of Solomon, leading directly to Gensokyo.

Solomon stepped into this dreamlike kingdom without hesitation.

"That's impressive..." Truman sighed in admiration. "This guy's insight and courage are both on par."

When an archangel enters the kingdom of the true God, he is entrusting his life to that true God.

"Good day, Your Highness Dream." Solomon saw Truman walking out of the fairytale castle, his expression turned serious, and he greeted him.

"Please come in." Truman was quite unpretentious and directly invited him into the reception room of the fairytale castle.

This place is somewhat similar to the Giants' Court where "Redemption Rose" held its meeting, but it has a more dreamlike quality, adorned with dazzling stars.

"Your Majesty's divine kingdom truly surpasses the limits of my imagination." After Solomon took his seat, he sensed the fairytale castle and the fantasy world outside, and was amazed.

"Your Highness's act of protecting humanity without taking the opportunity to spread faith is even more admirable." It was quite amusing to hear such a statement from a serious face.

Truman smiled at his former colleague, waiting for him to reveal the true purpose of his visit.

"I want the uniqueness of the 'Black Emperor' pathway in Your Highness's possession, as well as its other related characteristics."

The man who wanted to be emperor was not used to flattery and directly stated his purpose.

"Oh?" Just as Truman expected, to be fair, many paths to godhood require his approval, given the things contained in his treasure trove.

"So what do you want to offer in exchange for these things?" Truman looked at Solomon with great interest.

"..." Solomon's face stiffened. As a Sequence Angel who also represented a large area of ​​the Northern Continent, he was not poor, and his family possessed a wide range of characteristics.

But compared to the dream before us, who dares to say they are rich?

Who doesn't know that the Creator's treasure trove is in the hands of Dream? Now that the Creator has fallen, and the True Creator hasn't taken it back either, Dream is the richest deity in the world.

"This is a 'Knowledge Emperor'."

Solomon produced a Sequence One property of the "Hermit" pathway.

"You can exchange it for a 'Prince Killer' title." Truman nodded slightly.

But the "Black Emperor's Crown" in his hand is the most important thing, and its value is much higher than that of a regular Sequence 1 trait.

However, it is clear that this "Knowledge Emperor" is the most valuable thing Solomon could offer.

"...Anything I have is negotiable." In the end, this was the only response Solomon could give.

The scope here is very broad, encompassing Solomon's family and all their wealth, even the future...

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!" Truman chuckled. This Black Emperor, who would almost unify the Northern Continent a century later, certainly had enough qualifications to warrant his investment.

But the future is ultimately uncertain, which means that the price Solomon will have to pay will be more than ten times higher than a normal transaction.

"We can talk, but you should be prepared," Truman said bluntly.

"Please!" Solomon said solemnly.

"First, acknowledge that the True Church is the only church in the country."

Solomon's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Whether the true Creator, as portrayed by the Vice-King of Heaven, represents the return of the true Creator in the eyes of these angels is still worth exploring.

"Your Majesty, do you intend to support 'Reality' in completing itself and becoming Lord again?" Solomon asked.

"Complete?" Truman raised an eyebrow. None of these angels were stupid; in just a few days, they had already made guesses about the true creator's state.

"Or do you intend to support Adam and allow the Lord to revive him?"

Oh, Adam has already revealed his intentions among the many angels.

"I will only wait for successful people."

Truman made his stance clear: this competition between Adam and Sussril was inevitable, and he might give them a push at some point, but not now.

(End of this chapter)