Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 125 "Bait"

Truman had been observing the "craftsman's" advancement, his eyes reflecting the gradually surging and turbulent sea of ​​dreams, with a cloak made of civilization scrolls draped behind him.

He was observing the real world and the spirit world in this area, tracing all the information.

In Truman's understanding, the "Knowledge Wilderness" was a very special kind of source material. It did not seem to be a real, tangible object, like the Chaos Sea or the River of Eternal Darkness.

Or rather, the information and knowledge symbolized by the "wilderness of knowledge" are so abstract that they can transform into intangible knowledge itself, making them difficult to capture.

However, as long as the "wilderness of knowledge" infiltrates due to the arrangements of the "Lord of Mysteries," it will certainly not turn a blind eye to the "enlighteners of civilization" before it.

"Your Majesty the Dream..." the "Craftsman" asked in astonishment, having seen Truman's hiding place based on the information he had gained when he first became the "Enlightener of Civilization".

"Pretend to lose control." Truman glanced at "the craftsman," who suddenly saw a scene of himself failing to advance in his promotion.

Unable to locate itself, the information sphere that He transformed into collapsed into a monster made of information, devouring everything in the real world and forming a terrifying information black hole.

Subsequently, the "craftsman" discovered that he actually possessed this ability to "pretend to be out of control".

"..." The "craftsman" felt a deep sense of awe towards this dreamlike ruler, though he was also somewhat afraid...

He had a premonition that if the word "pretend" were missing from that sentence, He would truly lose control, and no matter how well His ritual was performed, it would not be able to save the outcome.

"Ah!" The "craftsman" suddenly let out a scream as his own existence collapsed, turning into a monster made of information.

"...Very good, there are even sound effects..." Truman's lips twitched as he watched closely.

hum!

A ray of light, existing outside the world's understanding and invisible to most extraordinary beings and even angels, fell straight down from infinite height.

This is a data without a physical form, composed entirely of information, which descended in an illusory manner. It is as if it became an "eye" that saw the "out-of-control" "civilization enlighteners" below.

Truman also saw this "eye," but there was no joy on his face. Achieving the goal was good, but the fact that this thing actually appeared meant that the "Lord of Mysteries" had greatly weakened the seal.

In just a few years, the "knowledge wilderness" has already infiltrated our territory.

"Huh? Quite cautious?" Truman just stared at the eye without actually trying to steal it.

"That's enough, let's get back to normal!" At this moment, Truman's voice came to the ears of the "craftsman" who was pretending to lose control.

The "craftsman" seemed to sense something, but still returned to its original form, like an angel who had regained itself from being out of control and returned to normal human form.

At that moment, the eye also collapsed and left without any hesitation.

However, leaving isn't that simple.

Truman himself merged into that "Knowledge Emperor" characteristic, transforming into a flow of information, traversing the spirit world and the star world along the direction of the aggregation force.

A sense of madness surged from the void, and the dreamlike phosphorescence on Truman's body suddenly went into a frenzied state. He was prepared for this, and in an instant, all the dreamlike phosphorescence and even he himself turned into dreamlike bubbles, disappearing silently.

The void half a meter in front of him was the source energy permeating from the "wilderness of knowledge"!

Truman returned directly to the space he was in before, ceasing his tracing.

"The Wilderness of Knowledge?" He confirmed the location where the Wilderness of Knowledge had infiltrated the northern and southern continents, but this had no effect on the Wilderness of Knowledge.

He is almost everywhere.

"Is it the living 'Knowledge Emperor'?" Truman rubbed his chin. He was certain that the "Knowledge Wilderness" had not yet obtained the "Hermit's" uniqueness, otherwise they would not have such limited power, and the "Craftsman" would have escaped with this.

"Just because I can't find the uniqueness of the 'Hermit' doesn't mean He can't find it..."

Of course, there is no such reason, and Truman is not prepared to take action against the Source Matter now.

Even if he had the power of "truth", his consciousness was ultimately at a disadvantage when facing the source matter.

After all, to some extent, the Source is equivalent to the Old Days, and even the title of the "Lord of Mysteries" contains the name "Incarnation of the Source Castle".

"We can only take it one step at a time." Truman looked at the "craftsman" who had returned to human form.

"Your Majesty, what just happened was..." The "craftsman" entered a state of fusion with the real world due to "loss of control," and perceived a grand will through a certain power of aggregation.

"That will probably be your biggest enemy from now on," Truman explained.

Is it a "hermit" or... a "wilderness of knowledge"?

The "craftsman" seemed to enter a state of ruthless, machine-like thinking, his short silver hair standing on end. In an instant, he listed all possibilities and locked onto the most likely answer.

"Why did you guess 'Knowledge Wilderness'?" Truman asked curiously.

"It really is..." The "craftsman" stiffened, suddenly feeling a sense of bleakness about his future.

He saw more than just the "Perfect One" path on the second blasphemous tablet; He naturally knew what the "Wilderness of Knowledge" was.

He has only just become the "enlightener"...

"I just feel that the 'Hermit' probably doesn't need you to put in so much effort." The "Craftsman" re-entered that "mechanical mind" state, and his tone became indifferent.

"...The future is still bright," Truman comforted him. "You should start developing your church recently, and you'd better show your own personhood more often."

"Wouldn't that attract the 'Wilderness of Knowledge'..." The "craftsman" instinctively wanted to refuse, but then remembered what he had promised the person in front of him, and suddenly hesitated.

"...Should I go and confront Him?" The "Craftsman" looked at Truman with eyes that shone with the same silver light as his hair.

"Congratulations on getting it right." Truman just loved talking to smart people.

"..." The "craftsman" was speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, He won't let you get eaten." Truman then tore off the civilization scroll from his body and threw it into the "craftsman's" hands.

"You are the 'bait,' and the 'wilderness of knowledge' is the fish."

The "craftsman" seems to have crashed, feeling that the unique items in his hands are extremely hot to handle.

"Make good use of this civilization scroll; it will also increase your ability to resist Him later."

Truman is certain that the "Knowledge Wilderness" will make its move against the "Craftsmen" once it is fully prepared, or has obtained more advanced or even unique characteristics.

This is "cause and effect," it is "fantasy," it is "reality."

Truman cannot currently influence the "Knowledge Wilderness," whose status is comparable to that of the past, but he can start with the revitalized "Knowledge Emperor."

(End of this chapter)