Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 149 Seven Lights of the Spirit Realm

Truman has acquired both powers and also concealed his mythical divine form.

The figure of the Goddess of Night faded and was wiped away, while the Earth Mother Goddess also departed, transforming into a symbol of life.

The other true gods also responded in different ways, either by taking on symbolic forms or merging into the world, and then departing.

Solomon and Sasriel simply nodded to Truman, then transformed into rules, merged into the shadows, and returned to their respective divine realms.

"The Book of Dreams..." Truman, still in the spirit world, pulled the Book of Dreams out of his body.

"This kind of fusion is still not reliable enough. We have to take it slowly." Truman checked his condition. This method of directly merging with the Book of Dreams was not as good as merging with the four uniquenesses first.

It's roughly the difference between drinking a glass of water and filling a bucket with water; the latter is more likely to cause "indigestion" and increase the tendency to fall asleep.

"And the Seven Lights."

The gray mist above the spirit realm gradually disappeared after Truman retracted his mythical form. The seven lights all transformed into human form and came before Truman to bow respectfully.

"Your Highness, please forgive our previous offense," an elderly man in an orange robe spoke first.

"You seven are quite detached, managing to thrive in this world." Truman looked at the Seven Lights, thinking of the prophets who had left their mark on human history.

These seven old men are completely uninvolved in any sequence wars, yet their status is second only to the gods, and they possess the protective amulet of the spirit realm. No true god would lay a hand on them, and they would not even need to worry about extinction when the end of the world comes.

When the "Spirit Realm Ruler" returns, He too will need servants.

This gives Qiguang a special status and a superior situation. He will occasionally "descend" to the real world to play the role of a prophet. His name has been recorded in human history.

"When we were in human form, we also saw Your Highness's magnificence from afar, and we were deeply impressed by Your Highness's noble act of protecting humanity," said "Red Light," dressed in a long red robe, with utmost respect.

"Yes," Truman nodded slightly, then asked, "Do you remember me from the First Epoch?"

"This..." The seven of them exchanged glances, and "Orange Light," who was the first to step forward, spoke up to explain.

"When the previous civilization ended and the 'first' awakening occurred, the previous seven lights had already been erased. We are the seven lights that were reborn in the first era. We only truly developed self-awareness around the end of the second era, probably in the later part of the first era."

"Therefore, we don't have much information; it's just some speculation."

"Really?" Truman had never tried to find the Seven Lights to understand the events of the First Era before. It was only during this divine war deep in the Spirit Realm that they had to step forward, and Truman noticed them.

"The spirit world contains all kinds of information from the past, present, and future. We are just summarizing this information and making some guesses."

"Go ahead." Truman perked up and listened attentively.

Huang Guang pondered for a moment, organized his thoughts, and then began to speak, "In the first era after the 'original' split, there were parts of the 'Old Days' in the world. After all, sometimes the 'Source Matter' can be directly equivalent to the 'Old Days' themselves."

"The most powerful among them are 'God' and 'Lord of Mysteries'."

"And gradually, those two beings, who could be considered 'original' to some extent, drove away or erased the consciousness of the rest of the 'source matter'."

"Only then did these two become direct enemies, resulting in a battle that ended the First Age."

"In this process, 'Mew' is a very special one."

"Even in the information recorded in the spirit world, His traces are too few."

"It is like a natural phenomenon in the world; it exists, but it is completely integrated into the world and cannot have a significant impact on it."

"He is like the other side of this crazy world, dreamlike and beautiful, without madness and pollution, without gathering and separation. All the praise that mankind has created cannot describe even a fraction of it."

"Ahem! That's too much!" Truman coughed twice to ease the awkwardness.

"No, we are not exaggerating at all. His Highness's existence seems to reveal another side of our world, beautiful and pure, dreamlike and innocent."

"..." What could Truman do about this? He simply accepted it!

"Everything is too perfect, so much so that..." Seven Lights was secretly watching Truman's expression.

"...It doesn't seem to exist in reality."

"Of course, it's also possible that our understanding is limited and we cannot comprehend His Highness's state at the time."

"Because we have also discovered in the spirit world that the great ruler above the spirit world once tried to find traces of Your Highness."

"Perhaps only someone like him could understand His Highness's specific situation."

Truman narrowed his eyes upon hearing this conjecture, his mind racing with a myriad of thoughts.

He still had this "wishing lamp" in his pocket, and the genie inside was the "old day" that had been involved. However, after that banquet of betrayal, He fell silent and has not paid any attention to Truman, who had tricked Him.

Qi Guang exchanged glances for a moment, then continued, "In the records of the Spirit Realm, information about His Highness suddenly disappeared near the end of the First Era, and then suddenly reappeared in the Second Era."

The Seven Lights ceased their narration; this was all they knew.

The Second Age is the story of Truman waking up in the City of the Deep and being taken in by Amanises.

"It's like filling in a piece of the puzzle, congratulations!" Truman shook his head slightly and thanked Seven Lights with a light laugh.

"Hmm... If the seven of you are willing, you can come to my 'Gensokyo' anytime. It's much more fun there than this desolate spirit world."

This is the reward Truman offered.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Qi Guang said with a happy expression.

Truman nodded slightly, then wandered away and returned to the capital of Byron.

He appeared where he had been standing, and Salinger sat high on his throne, looking down at his subjects. The two who had just been fighting nodded slightly, showing no sign of any displeasure.

Countless ghosts and humans knelt down, praying fervently, their voices like a torrent sweeping across the entire kingdom.

The impact of this divine war on the real world was so limited that even demigods did not have a clear sense of it, and only angels could barely perceive the terrifying events that had occurred deep within the spirit world.

"Tsk, what a pity, why didn't they actually fight?" Amon sighed regretfully, looking very disappointed.

As the King of Angels, Amon was naturally well aware of the divine war taking place deep within the spirit world.

This was the first time He had realized just how far His teacher had gone!

Perhaps only after His father became the creator could He be above Him...

"It's difficult for me to do this!" Amon suddenly exclaimed.

"Difficult? Difficult to get rid of me?" Truman turned around.

"No way!" Amon quickly denied. "I was just concerned about the teacher!"

"Hmph!" Truman snorted coldly, quietly waiting for the end of the Bairon founding ceremony.

(End of this chapter)