Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 151 Have you been eaten?

Truman's dreamy starlight was tinged with pale blue, and his own body transformed into layers of doors with strong symbolic meaning.

At this moment, the entire gray fog trembled violently, shaking as if it had been thrown into a calm lake with a boulder.

Ripples spread rapidly from where Truman stood, overlapping one another.

This gave Truman a certain, initial control over the gray fog.

"Close the door!" Instead of directly confronting the illusory stream of information, Truman chose to weaken it!

Truman pushed his hands out as if pressing down on some kind of illusory "door" that does not exist in the real world, sealing off the entire space.

Coupled with the gradually surging gray fog, this entire "wall," which seemed to have sliced ​​through the world, was plunged into tremendous turmoil.

A "door" materialized in the gray fog, and began to close as Truman closed it.

hum!

The illusory stream of light surged forth, but due to the gray mist, it could only penetrate with limited power. Moreover, Truman had also gained a certain degree of control through the authority of the "Door".

Truman freed one hand and gently tapped it, and the illusory stream of information instantly vanished like a dream.

However, this direct confrontation is also dangerous for Truman, as it will only exacerbate his tendency to fall asleep!

He ignored the madness, but at the same time he had to bear another kind of constraint, which is the underlying logic of this mysterious world. Even the original creator would inevitably split and reunite.

"The Sun!" In the blink of an eye, Truman found himself in a state of fusion between reality and illusion, much like the symbol of "real" authority that was a mixture of the two.

The authority of "truth" seemed to separate him; the false him continued to use the authority of "gate" to maintain his influence over the gray fog, while the true him had become the sun.

His eyes and hair instantly turned pale gold, radiating the strongest purifying light!

Under the most extreme authority of "purification," everything other than Him is heresy and belongs to things that should be purified into ashes.

This illusory stream of information was "purified," causing the surrounding information streams to tremble violently, with a lot of ashes being washed away.

This caused some damage to the information flow and led to the most reasonable judgment on the current situation.

The illusory stream of light shattered instantly, leaving no room for retreat, and it fled!

His ability to penetrate the gray fog was quite limited, and now that it had been partially cut off by the "closed door," he was even less able to resist the "sun." Escaping was the best option.

Afterwards, relying on the uniqueness of the "Hermit" and the "Civilization Scroll," they were able to stabilize their position on this continent and even completely control the two paths they belonged to, thereby eroding this continent.

However, Truman had been waiting for this moment.

He hasn't forgotten the uniqueness of the "hermit" and the "craftsman."

"cause and effect"!

Previously, Truman and the illusory light had already had a real and intense conflict, establishing a sufficient connection in terms of "cause and effect." At this moment, following the guidance of a certain "thread," Truman jumped directly to the final destination.

"Your Majesty, Dream!" The voice of "The Craftsman" reached Truman's ears, and Truman turned his head and saw Him persisting amidst a illusory stream of light.

The unfolding "Civilization Scroll" acted like a shield, enveloping the "Craftsman" within, which prevented Him and the scroll from being swallowed up by the "Wilderness of Knowledge."

"Let there be light!" Truman seemed to transform into the sun, directly blocking the illusory streams of light. Then he scooped up the "Civilization Scroll" and waved it gently.

All the events related to "Dream" recorded in the "Civilization Scroll" shimmered at this moment.

From the dream angels of the Second Age, to the angel kings of the Third Age who acted as creators, and the "Supreme Dream" who murdered the creator.

He has been a part of the entire history of human civilization, and his deeds are legendary enough to qualify him to be recorded in the "Civilization Scroll" whenever he appears at the most important historical junctures.

In fact, throughout human history, he and his Dream Cult have become an extremely important part of it, playing a vital role in guiding civilization.

With that gentle wave, all the traces of "dream" became "real," as if they had stepped out from the past and descended upon this place.

Among them, the Dream Angel protected the "Craftsman" who was struggling in the illusory light, while the Supreme Dream came to Truman's side with the Spear of Destiny, waiting for the right moment to act.

This is similar to the "Fool" pathway of summoning historical projections, only more powerful under Truman's manipulation, and freed from the limitation of uniqueness.

The "craftsman" was dazzled and amazed by the "Civilization Scroll," which had been in his hands for a long time and was even unique in the same way, but his use of the "Civilization Scroll" was very limited.

Truman's true form went a step further, transforming into the "sun" and colliding violently with those illusory streams of light.

There was no loud explosion; only subtle changes occurred in the most minute details.

As Truman faced those illusory flowing lights, he suddenly found himself in a boundless desert.

The yellow sand has buried the traces of civilization, and buried its glory and prosperity. Perhaps a magnificent city can still be unearthed beneath that yellow sand.

But Truman's gaze was drawn to a palace amidst the yellow sand.

The palace existed in a state between reality and illusion, but the moment Truman noticed it, everything became clear.

The palace appeared to be made of bronze and decorated with gold, with its gates carved with all sorts of hidden symbols that represented all the knowledge in the world.

Truman, through his understanding of the "Hermit" and the "Perfect Man," deduced the true meaning behind the door.

A door is split in two, one side representing knowledge itself, which leans more towards the mystical side, and the other side representing the influence of mystical knowledge on the real world.

These two seemingly opposing definitions constitute two aspects of knowledge, supporting the "wilderness of knowledge."

Or perhaps it's called the "demon of knowledge," or the "mad mystery."

When Truman wanted to see the scene inside the palace through that door.

A kind of crazy, violent, and surging torrent of knowledge was surging within him, threatening to drown out Truman's consciousness.

"dream!"

Truman heard this malicious nickname again, just as the "Genius" had done before.

"You called me?" Truman raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Don't get in my way. I will eventually become an enemy of 'God.' We are true allies."

"Oh..." Truman responded casually, then, realizing something, asked with interest, "Were you eaten by 'God' in the First Age?"

As Truman knew, both "God" and "Lord of Mysteries" had fused multiple sources of matter in the late First Era, resulting in their inability to suppress their tendency to aggregate.

"The wilderness of knowledge" and "omniscient and omnipotent authority" go very well together!

"..." The voice coming from the bronze palace came to an abrupt end.

(End of this chapter)