Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 185 Heaven

Salinger watched Truman's somewhat childish, even naive, behavior with a blank expression as he used his own symbolic power to drive the force.

An "eternal darkness" that could destroy the world and shatter the universe spread like a tide.

It resembles the scene of the "River of Eternal Darkness" surging, but what surges within it is not only "death" and "eternal slumber," but also "war" and "natural disasters."

These two powers, belonging to "Death" and "Red Priest" respectively, are now under the control of an even more powerful force, becoming a terrifying force capable of destroying everything.

"They're really powerful; I almost couldn't beat them!"

Truman snapped his fingers, and all the dreamlike tentacles vanished in an instant. Then he turned to the first page of the Book of Dreams.

This time, it's a dreamlike paradise.

This city, which Truman painstakingly built using the very essence of the Book of Dreams, is definitely something that embodies the "dreamlike" quality even more than the Sea of ​​Dreams.

What are the qualities of "dreamy"?

Nature is immortal; since the birth of intelligence, no life has ever given up its pursuit of beauty.

"The End" is the end of the old days and the universe, but no one can stop life from praying and saving itself in the last moments of the end.

That perfect city, which only existed in fantasy, descended into this world, like a reef standing firm amidst towering waves, eternal and unique.

"How dreamy..."

Truman stood atop the highest palace in the Dreamland, looking down at Salinger. At that moment, countless dreamlike phosphorescent lights emanated from Salinger's body.

Your wish has come true.

At this moment, a powerful repulsive force suddenly appeared within Salinger's body.

Everything that is separated will come together, and everything that is brought together will separate.

Truman merely used the authority of "dream" to transform this extraordinary characteristic into "reality," amplifying its divisive power to a certain extent.

laugh!

In that instant, Salinger's very existence became unstable, and a crimson light gradually appeared from his black-robed body.

The pathway through which He accommodates the "Red Priests" relies on the waters of the "River of Eternal Darkness," which may also carry some of the aura of the "City of Calamity."

This forced aggregation property makes it easier to separate.

Once separated, He will lose all His authority and symbols.

"hiss!"

Salinger's expression changed drastically. He stomped his foot, and the waters of the "River of Eternal Darkness" directly covered his body, forcibly binding together the characteristics within him. Then, he abandoned his human form and revealed his mythical feathered serpent form.

But the feathered serpent before them was very special. Because of the "River of Eternal Darkness," its body was mostly dark black, and even its white feathers were stained with the aura of collapse.

His eyes were pure blood red, as were his spine, which stretched from the back of the feathered serpent's head to its tail, as red as a branding iron.

Under the influence of the "River of Eternal Darkness," the two characteristics were forcibly merged, and the wish to resist "Dream" was fulfilled.

"It's quite good-looking." Truman gave it a high rating.

"But do you know how the 'Blood Emperor' died?" Truman asked with a slightly neurotic laugh.

Salinger, now transformed into a feathered serpent, suddenly froze with his blood-red eyes, crashing into that dreamlike heaven with the symbol of "the end".

boom!

At this moment, not only this space, but the entire underworld was in turmoil, and a terrifying rift almost split the entire underworld in two.

This terrifying commotion plunged the spirit world, the real world, and the astral realm into a terrifying upheaval. The Byron Empire, which had a deep connection with the underworld, was even plunged into a doomsday scenario of the sky collapsing and the earth sinking.

Two powers, surpassing even the true gods and dominating the world, leaked from the rift in the underworld.

"Is this the Creator reappearing?" Some angels who have lived from the Third Age to the present are shocked beyond words, sensing a power that seems to be that of the Creator of the Third Age.

Vast and boundless, beyond comprehension, too overwhelming to behold!

Even the original barrier was trembling slightly; the barrier of the Fourth Epoch was not as stable as before.

Several indescribably giant faces pressed themselves against the initial barrier, constantly trying to squeeze in.

That "dreamlike" aura intoxicated them, even arousing in them a desire that surpassed that of similar source substances!

The true gods and angels on Earth dared not have any thoughts because of that power, but these ancient beings only felt the infinite deliciousness of "dream"!

"Salinger..." Even the true gods were shocked. They might find it easier to accept the dreamlike state, since they had never been able to defeat it.

But can "Death" Salinger really fight "Dream"?!

"Half of the Old Days..." Many true gods coveted this power, but they were also the most rational and the most fanatical true gods.

"So 'Dream' is in the Underworld!" "Night Emperor" Terencest withdrew his eyes from the crack in the Underworld.

The Imperial War has in fact begun, and the angels have all mobilized. However, even after the Lord of Storms and the God of War have made their moves, the Night Emperor Ternsost has not yet taken action against the Black Emperor Solomon because he is wary of the ever-elusive Dream.

but now……

Trensault seized the opportunity to extend his established rules to the realm of the "Black Emperor"!

A silent contest has begun, its battlefield existing on a level of rules that ordinary people cannot perceive.

In this match, Trensworth is on the offensive side, while Solomon is on the defensive side.

Chaos gives birth to order, but order itself carries a shadow.

In an instant, the underlying rules of the Solomon Empire had changed hundreds of times, but they were all distorted by the shadow of order.

"Trentost!" Solomon's voice echoed throughout the world.

"Did you see it? The shattering of the empire, the fall of the shadows..."

Emperors Trensus and Solomon faced each other across half of the northern continent; their struggle had already begun.

"It's just the ramblings of a traitor."

Solomon looked down arrogantly at Trensous, the emperor who had established the First Empire, who had every right to look down on all those who followed him in establishing their own states and becoming emperors.

In particular, Trensoust had served as His administrator for hundreds of years.

"No, this is the will of the gods," Trensust stated calmly, dismissing the argument.

"How can an emperor be subordinate to the gods?!" Solomon said in a deep voice. The Terensust Empire had an illegitimate claim to power, and compared to Solomon, it was far too constrained by the gods.

"..." Trensust's eyes darkened. For this reason, He had fallen into a disadvantageous position in the struggle with Solomon, and the rules had been twisted into shadows.

Even within the Alliance of Gods, there was no peace. Trensusst ascended to godhood because of the "Goddess of Night," but the price he had to pay was that the faith of half the empire was seized by the Church of Night.

With the addition of other true gods preaching, Trensust's situation was far worse than Solomon's.

To this end, Ternsost introduced vampires, but still could not defy the will of the gods.

"Only the living have the opportunity to discuss personhood."

One more chapter, it'll be a bit late, oops.

(End of this chapter)