Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 142 The Invitation of the Gods

Salinger wore a deep black divine robe, adorned with luxurious gold ornaments, and his facial features were typical of people from the Southern Continent.

"Long time no see, Dream." Salinger waved to dismiss the Death Archon and sat down opposite Truman.

"First of all, congratulations on finally becoming a god. It seems that you have completely suppressed Greygardy."

This is Truman's deduction based on the "Grim Reaper" pathway; when Salinger became a god, the interference of the previous "Grim Reaper" was indispensable.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Salinger's voice no longer had its usual coldness, but was tinged with a slight sigh.

They met at the end of the Second Age and even had a tacit cooperation once, pressing the progenitor of the phoenix into the "River of Eternal Darkness".

"I'm here on their behalf to invite you." After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Salinger got straight to the point.

"What?!" Truman blinked, almost doubting that he had misheard.

"On behalf of all the true gods, I invite the 'Sun' to join the Alliance of the Gods," Salinger repeated earnestly.

"Herabergen and Leodoro have also reached an agreement with us that they will not have any prejudice against 'The Sun'."

"..." Truman blinked, momentarily doubting his own ears.

"Invite 'The Sun' into the Alliance of Gods?" Truman repeated, unable to resist clapping his hands in approval.

This move was truly unexpected.

The most important point is that they invited "the sun" instead of "dream".

This is equivalent to the Alliance of Gods voluntarily allowing Truman to have his cake and eat it too, giving up some benefits to let "the Sun" join the Alliance of Gods.

In this way, Truman is betting on both sides, so even if the worst happens, he won't be a loser.

"Brilliant!" Truman exclaimed.

"Originally, it should have been 'Night' who spoke to you," Salinger reminded him, "but since you're here, I can do it for you."

Truman was once the Pope of the Night, and is still the dream angel under the "Goddess of the Night." From any perspective, the "Goddess of the Night" is the best choice.

but……

You're afraid I'll win over the "night," aren't you...? Truman didn't expose Salinger's intentions and watched him with great interest.

"We don't need you to take a clear stand on our side, we just need you to abandon Solomon when the outcome is clear."

Ha! They're afraid I'll flip the table...

"Always stand on the right side of the historical trend, that's what I know about you, and this is the opportunity we're giving you."

"No matter who wins in the end, you won't lose."

Salinger looked at Truman and shared his opinion of him.

"We've gathered all your information and have a deep enough understanding of you; you'll agree."

Salinger analyzed the situation calmly.

"You first appeared under the command of 'Night,' becoming His Pope. At that time, you were still an angel."

"After that, 'Night' killed the Destruction Wolf and seized the greatest victory of the Early Fire Era."

"In the era of twins, you went to the Creator's Kingdom and became the Creator's dream angel."

"After that, the Creator took back his authority and ruled the whole world."

"In the Third Age, you disappeared for a period of time, but upon your return, you joined the Rose of Redemption and delivered the final blow in the assassination of the Creator."

"You seem to have an unknown ability to foresee destiny, always standing on the right side of the historical trend, and now we are exchanging such an opportunity for a not-too-demanding promise."

Truman fell into a long silence.

clap clap clap!

Truman couldn't help but applaud Salinger, "You're really wasting your talents being the 'Grim Reaper,' you should be the 'Black Emperor.'"

The "Black Emperor" pathway sequence seven and sequence six are "The Briber" and "The Corrupt Baron," respectively, both skilled at persuasion and corruption.

"So," Salinger stared intently at Truman, "your choice is..."

"But there's something that should confuse you, or even frighten you: how do you know that the side I'm on now isn't the right one?"

Truman looked at Salinger and asked this question.

"..." Salinger gently closed his eyes, a deathly power surging around him, and opened them a few seconds later.

"That is indeed a problem," Salinger answered frankly, "but we also have the power to create trends and define what is right."

"And for you, having more choices is definitely not a bad thing."

That's not wrong... Truman was speechless.

"Then take that as a yes." Salinger suddenly said this, and then vanished into nothingness before Truman's astonished eyes, returning to the underworld as the concept of death.

Uh... Truman was completely speechless, feeling like he'd been forcibly dragged onto a pirate ship.

But Truman soon laughed again; such an unconstrained invitation had already achieved its purpose simply by being sent.

On a deeper level, Salinger didn't even mention it, and when he realized he was about to refuse, he simply ran away, giving Truman no chance to refuse.

Instead of entering the underworld to force Salinger out, Truman left the palace and found the Death Archon.

"Your Grace, the banquet is still ongoing. Shall we return to the venue?" The Death Archon's tone remained as lifeless and indifferent as ever.

"No need, but I would like to ask you to show me around this palace." Truman has one very prominent advantage: he holds grudges and rarely lets them linger overnight.

Salinger tricked him a little, and he got his revenge on his son.

"..." The Death Archon instinctively wanted to resist, but when he thought of the "Grim Reaper's" order, he had no choice but to abandon his official duties and lead the Dream Duke to tour the Byron Palace.

"Azik, what do you know about divinity and humanity?" Truman asked.

"Divinity? Humanity?" Under Truman's guidance, the Death Archon pondered this profound question for the first time as Azik Eggers.

The resurrection vessel giving rise to profound humanity is not a good thing.

"Yes," Truman said, preparing to use the Second Age method that inspired Lilith to cultivate some humanity in Azik.

"The two are opposed in a mystical sense, but they also have many things in common. Your current indifference is just an outward manifestation of your divinity."

"To gain humanity and achieve balance, you need a large number of believers. You not only need to approach them, but also understand them and become like them."

Truman's voice, like holy light, transformed into sweet rain and fell into Azik's heart.

This is the authority of "fantasy," which silently seeps into the deepest part of Azik's spirit, transforming into his instincts, and will sprout into stable humanity when the time is right.

Salinger could have discovered this tactic, but who let Him escape?

(End of this chapter)