Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 136 The Black Emperor

"Hey you over there? Bring me a book!" Truman reached out and opened a small window in the wall of the white tower.

The window leads to another divine realm, where vibrant flowers bloom and a real sun hangs in the sky, radiating genuine light and heat.

This light and heat illuminated the top floor of the white tower, adding warmth to the area.

The Pope, the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," stood frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

The top floor of this white tower is the Pope's residence, the closest place to the Kingdom of God, but it is now clearly occupied by "unwelcome guests".

"Go." A divine oracle came from the Kingdom of God and reached the Pope's ears, restoring his stiff body.

The pope naturally recognized the person in front of him and was also familiar with the world behind that small window.

He hesitated for a second, then took a book from his bookshelf and respectfully handed it to Truman.

"Knowledge and Secrets" is the title of this book.

"Hmm? Not bad!" Truman nodded in satisfaction. This book was of high quality, containing angelic-level knowledge and angelic-level secret techniques collected and created by the Church of the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom".

Most of these secret techniques originated from Herabergen during the Cherubim period.

"Is omniscience the same as omnipotence?" Truman truly entered a state of reading.

Sunlight streamed through the small window behind Truman; the sun simply hung there, motionless.

The top floor of the White Tower fell silent; the wondrous world of books remained undisturbed, and Herabergen made no move.

Outside the "Abyss of Storms," ​​Truman withdrew his gaze and nodded in satisfaction. Herabergen was sensible enough not to make a move.

"If Solomon can't succeed even with this, he might as well commit suicide."

Truman trapped the two true gods most likely to harm Solomon in his divine kingdom, which even exceeded the original agreement between Truman and Solomon.

Truman stopped paying attention to this side and looked towards the Astral Plane, where the True Creator and Mother Earth were fighting fiercely.

"Ha!" Truman separated a wisp of his consciousness and entered the Dreamland. At this moment, the two who were fighting hard in the Astral Plane were zoning out.

"Show some respect, okay? Are you fighting?" Truman sat in the dreamlike seat and waved his hand to project the scene from the astral plane into the dreamlike heaven.

The two true gods fought fiercely, and the scene was quite exciting, but neither side seemed to have much fighting spirit; they were merely holding each other back.

The other true gods were not surprised either, simply assuming that these two deities had left enough room for future decency.

Even... some gods don't care about this place at all.

Truman glanced at Amanisis's seat, then waved his hand again, revealing the war taking place in another hidden location.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the world caused by Solomon's founding of his kingdom and ascension to godhood, "War God" Badhere launched a surprise attack on "Dark Heaven," the "Goddess of Night."

The "Malicious Concealment" technique of the "Giants" path, when applied to the level of a god, can almost erase all malice in fate and reality, making it ideal for surprise attacks.

However, the "Goddess of the Night" seemed to have anticipated this, and even had been waiting for the "God of War" to arrive.

Before dusk could even invade the deep, dark kingdom, it was surrounded by the tidal wave of darkness and fell into a trap that had already been set.

"…Badhall is somewhat clever," Truman said, looking at the scene before him with a hint of speechlessness, "but not much."

Upon entering the trap set by the "Goddess of Night," the "God of War's" first reaction was not to run away, but to break free of the trap completely and defeat the "Goddess of Night" head-on!

The ideal is excellent, but its implementation has encountered some difficulties.

The orange-red twilight, with its powerful burst of energy, forcefully crashed into the deeper darkness of the night, into a hidden world that the "Goddess of the Night" had long prepared.

This hidden world is only the size of a small town, but at its center lies a fully activated brass book!

With hundreds of rules firmly controlling the entire hidden world, the outsider "God of War" broke through its restrictions with his powerful strength, directly triggering the most violent counterattack from the Brass Book!

Chi Chi!

Divine blood splattered, and the unsuspecting "God of War" was punished by the Brass Book within its extremely strict rules.

"Roar!" The power of the Twilight Authority surged wildly, and the establishment of the Twilight Prison allowed Badheir to temporarily escape those strict rules.

The next instant, an even more terrifying twilight storm erupted from the twilight prison, destroying everything in the hidden world with its immense power.

Authority against authority!

The "Giant" path is not good at deciphering and sealing; it can only break through the rules with the greatest power.

The victor will naturally be "God of War" Badhel, but "God of War" had already lost because he went all out before even seeing the true form of "Goddess of Night"...

Badhere's power tore apart the rules of space, plunging the Brass Book into an unsustainable predicament, while the power of Twilight caused its rules to gradually perish.

But when Badheer saw the brass book, he was still furious.

"Damn dream!" Badheel roared to the sky.

"You're bad at this, yet you criticize me?" Truman rolled his eyes.

He merely lent out the brass book, which Amanises used to set a trap. Who would have thought that He would be so reckless as to walk right into it?

hum!

Another figure descended upon the Dreamland, none other than Amanisis.

"I'm going to hurt Him badly, and then I'll drag you into the next war," Amanisis said to Lilith.

That makes so much sense!

The current "God of War" is still too arrogant and cannot put aside his pride and interests to beg his "mother".

"I'd love to see that happen," Lilith chuckled, clearly delighted by the prospect.

The two goddesses smiled at each other, while the other two looked at each other blankly.

"Ahem!" Sasriel coughed lightly. "Solomon is about to succeed."

Truman then reveals a scene from the Solomon Empire, showing the imperial capital and Solomon's mausoleum.

"My people." A voice resounded in the hearts of all the people of the Solomon Empire, a voice as strict as rules, yet carrying a sense of distorting all things.

The people who heard the voice of the true god did not erupt in anger; instead, they became even more awe-inspiring towards the emperor.

Because they realized that their emperor was now a true god!

Within that hidden Black Emperor's mausoleum, a shadow of order gradually took shape, writhing and eventually solidifying into a human figure.

Solomon emerged from the darkness, wearing a black emperor's crown, his eyes deep and dark, exuding an aura of majesty.

His image appeared in the hearts of all the people, and ordinary people, and even extraordinary beings below the level of angels, were filled with overwhelming awe, kneeling down and chanting "Your Majesty the Emperor."

In thousands of years of history, the first "Black Emperor" has been born!

(End of this chapter)