Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 188 The First Dream

Everything was silent; the world seemed to have returned to the glorious Third Age.

That was the era when the Creator controlled everything.

But now we are in the Fourth Age, also known as the Age of the Gods.

"No, it should be the Age of Dreams..." Solomon sighed softly, having awakened from his daze and understood everything.

The gods fell silent at that moment, waiting for something.

Truman reached out and pressed down, and the entire world immediately calmed down, preventing the turbulence caused by the initial barrier from reaching Earth.

He reached out and pulled, and the spear of fate that had pierced through the two emperors returned to his hand.

The bodies of both emperors collapsed at this moment, transforming into countless properties that fell into the real world.

Another meteor shower.

Truman holds the Spear of Destiny, its tip pointing diagonally as he gazes across the world, while the gods remain silent.

"The gods are guarding the borders, and no gods can descend!" said Dream.

Rumble!

The kingdoms of all the gods trembled violently at that moment.

The Abyss of Storms, the Dark Kingdom, the World of Knowledge...

The kingdoms of all the gods ascended to the astral plane, and were all blocked at the weakest point of the initial barrier.

Under the power of the dream, all the divine kingdoms seemed to be embedded in the primordial barrier, stabilizing the trembling primordial barrier.

The gods such as the "Lord of Storms," ​​the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom," and the "God of War" were shocked and enraged because their divine kingdom was forcibly pressed against the barrier, but under the intimidation of the Spear of Destiny and the dream, they dared not make the slightest move.

The spear of fate is now even more terrifying.

It was stained with too much divine blood, killed the most gods, and even had one "half of the Old Ones".

Another strange pattern has appeared on the Spear of Fate: a black and red pattern with an aura of "collapse," originating from Salinger.

The Third Period took shape, and after an era, the Spear of Destiny was fully formed.

Truman's gaze fell once again on his allies, Sasriel and Solomon.

"Later, I will also move the divine kingdom to the astral plane," both Sasriel and Solomon stated.

The original barrier is now faulty, and no god can escape it.

However, Truman's confinement did not bind his allies, meaning they could descend at any time.

This is the privilege of the winning faction.

The struggle between the Alliance of Gods and the Alliance of Creators, or rather, the Dream Alliance, has come to an end at this moment.

The Dream League achieved a complete victory.

"Okay." Truman nodded gently.

Then He turned His attention to another point.

"Where did Chick go?" Truman's thoughts expanded without limit, and the entire North and South continents held no secrets in his eyes.

"The 'City of Calamity'?" Truman's thoughts suddenly touched upon a grayish-white mist.

"This is troublesome." Truman's eyes gleamed as he tried to deduce the whereabouts of the "Primal Witch."

hum!

But at that moment, Truman suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction of the real world.

That's the Hornach Mountains.

"Eternal sleep," Dream said.

At the same time, Truman's body appeared directly in the largest palace in the Hornach Mountains.

The will of dreams acted in the deepest part of the palace, interrupting the awakening of a certain will.

Truman stepped into the palace and looked up to see Antigonus sitting on the throne.

But He is not just Him now.

"Tsk, you've actually gotten to this point."

Antigonus' eyes were tightly closed as he endured unspeakable pain, but behind him, a grayish-white mist surged, from which slippery tentacles with mysterious patterns extended.

Right now, it is the will to revive that these tentacles represent that is conversing with Truman.

"You failed," Truman chuckled.

That will remained silent for a moment, failing to completely take over Antigonus's body during the war of the gods and Truman's loss; this was already a failure.

The Lord of Mysteries is adept at exploiting loopholes and has an exceptional grasp of timing. He seized control of Antigonus's body during the chaos of the gods' war between Truman and Salinger.

If successful, He will enter the "Source Castle," obtain the last trait, become the "Fool," and then forcibly aggregate the traits, after which no one can stop His awakening.

But Truman knew early on that the will of the "Lord of Mysteries" would awaken in Antigonus, so how could he let it succeed?

Even during the period when he was lost, the methods he set up still worked, creating a tug-of-war between the wills of Antigonus and the "Lord of Mysteries".

Now that he has arrived here, the "Lord of Mysteries" has no chance left.

"Ha, you have successfully placed yourself in opposition to all of our past."

"Your current state isn't very good either, is it? You're not even as good as that one from the Third Age."

The Lord of Mysteries spoke again, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.

The last person to do this was the creator of the Third Age, and the creator was in a better state than Truman is now.

"So, you're trying to cheat me?" Truman's lips curled into a smile as he looked at the grayish-white mist behind Antigonus.

"Sometimes, 'deception' doesn't need lies." The will of the "Lord of Mysteries" was elusive, like a candle flickering in the wind.

But even though the rules were being manipulated, He was still able to communicate with Truman.

Do you know your "symbol"?

Truman did not answer.

"'The First Dream,' 'The Pure One,' 'The First Unfulfilled Desire,' heh heh." The voice of the "Lord of Mysteries" was teasing, but it also contained a certain longing.

The symbol of "end" appears when the universe is destroyed, while the symbol of "the first dream" naturally comes from the "first creator".

That is the root of everything.

The "Lord of Mysteries" can be seen as a personality of the "Original Creator," and similarly, "Dream" is something He cannot obtain.

Of all the other Outer Gods, the Lord of Mysteries and God are the most eager for this "First Dream".

There is no madness, no indifference, no gathering, no separation, and no need to worry about someone waking up inside you.

This is the "First Dream".

The "First Dream" can solve almost all the problems of the "First Creator" who created the universe!

"Where is Chick?" Truman already had a good understanding of his situation and didn't need the "Lord of Mysteries" to explain.

"He?" The "Lord of Mysteries" spoke with a hint of mockery.

"The same unfulfilled desire, the same initial symbol..."

Truman's face darkened, and he reached out and crushed the awakened will completely.

"...I'm really looking forward to it!"

With the will of the "Lord of Mysteries" dissipating, Antigonus regained control of his body.

"Your Majesty the Dream..." Antigonus awoke with a blank and helpless look in his eyes. He only had the memory of the "Lord of Mysteries" will awakening without warning within him, and then all that remained was a painful struggle.

"None of your business, just live your own life." Truman was in a bad mood, and after saying that, he left.

"..." Antigonus frowned, puzzled.

(End of this chapter)