Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 227 Dramatic Change

The Earth Mother Goddess's kingdom was quiet at this moment, free from the eerie blood-red moonlight.

But this does not mean the situation is getting better. Just like the situation on the moon, the blood-red moonlight here has gathered together, making it even more terrifying.

The Earth Mother Goddess raised her wooden staff, intending to strike, but her hands seemed to be pulled by some force, gradually slowing down.

That life-saving barrier, which resembled the Great Wall, also underwent a transformation.

The wheat, vines, and other plants gathered together on their own, grew eyes and a mouth, stretched out limbs and a head, and transformed into a green human figure full of life.

They have their own lives and their own consciousness. They are no longer willing to be controlled by the Earth Mother Goddess, but want to rebel and erode the Earth Mother Goddess!

The green figure bears a striking resemblance to the Earth Mother Goddess, the only difference being its eyes.

The Earth Mother's eyes were filled with the tenderness of life and motherhood, while the green figure's eyes held endless indifference and madness!

A blood-red moon rose behind the green figure, carrying intense pollution as it approached Mother Earth.

"seal!"

In the astral plane, a voice, disregarding all rules, resounded throughout the vast and endless astral plane.

A dreamlike ocean appeared in the void of the astral plane, spreading out vastly across the primordial barrier.

If the authority of all previous true gods was like ripples on a lake, then this dreamlike sea is like a giant wave.

The giant waves covered the initial barrier, as if providing support for it.

Within this giant wave, the power of five authorities was particularly evident and exceptionally prominent.

It was blazing lightning and storms, a sun radiating terrifying light and heat, a shadowy cross supporting heaven and earth, a giant dragon swimming in the illusory mind, and brass eyes shimmering with faint light.

These are the five main pathways to "omniscience and omnipotence".

These pathways, under the forceful unification of the "dream" authority, seem to have undergone a qualitative change, being elevated to the "quasi-ancient" level.

This level transcends the sequence and resonates subtly with the astral plane.

Their power strengthens the astral barrier!

"Kill them!"

A golden streak of light shot out from the divine realm of the Earth Mother Goddess, piercing through the vast void of the astral plane.

The green figure, composed of numerous wheat vines, paused, its illusory face showing a hint of astonishment, and on its forehead was a fist-sized hole.

The round hole was bright from both sides, and it also pierced the red moon hanging behind the green figure's head.

Truman emerged from the temple of Mother Earth, holding the Book of Dreams in his left hand and the Spear of Fate, which had returned, in his right.

Just now, he hurled the Spear of Destiny into the Temple of Life, slaying the entire monster formed from the power of "Life" and "Moon".

"Keep this safe." Truman glanced at the frozen corpse, his voice echoing in the mind of Mother Earth.

"He may be of some help in your control of the 'mother nest'."

The Earth Mother nodded almost imperceptibly.

Truman also stepped out onto the initial barrier, but the moment he emerged from the void, his pupils suddenly contracted.

The moon had regained its crimson hue, but the scarlet figure had already arrived at the initial barrier, separated from Truman by only a spear of fate!

Crimson tides crash against the initial barrier, while the dreamlike sea sustains it.

Thus, Truman and this "fallen mother goddess" reached a stalemate.

"dream!"

A strange, insane voice came from the scarlet figure. Most of the power was blocked by the initial barrier, and a small portion fell into the dream sea.

Chi Chi!

The two forces annihilated each other, and a few streaks of blood-red moonlight were submerged by dreamlike phosphorescence.

"..." Truman did not speak, but simply held the Book of Dreams in his hand, while the Spear of Destiny in his other hand lightly touched the initial barrier in front of him, pointing directly at the head of the scarlet figure.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The attacks from the Outer Gods slowed down, and the gods watched this silent standoff in silence.

"My main body is being held back and cannot come over," Truman suddenly said to Amanisis beside him in the Church of St. Serena.

This was the first time the one on the moon had come outside the barrier to put pressure on the gods inside.

Even Truman is no longer allowed to leave the Astral Plane.

"The two pillars have some kind of tacit understanding," Amanisis guessed.

"No, actually there are three." Truman looked in the direction of the Forsaken Land.

"The Giants' Court?!" Amanisis's eyes flickered slightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Just now, during my confrontation with the 'Fallen Mother Goddess,' the first blasphemous stone tablet stirred."

When the Creator of the Third Age was killed, Truman used his "real authority" to forcibly drag Sasriel into the battlefield, allowing him to become a god at the last moment.

At the time, the situation was urgent, and Truman was also afraid that the stone tablet formed from the remains of "God" would cause trouble, so he ignored it. Now it seems that he was right.

"The three of you..." Amanisis fell silent.

This is absolutely the most terrifying combination in the universe, the ultimate form of the Dream Council. Their will is unified, and the entire universe will submit to them.

"Adam will handle things over there; let's focus on this first."

Truman refocused his attention on "Source Castle".

The surging of that gray fog had reached its limit. Truman's eyes shimmered with a dreamlike phosphorescence, as if he could see through the gray fog and into the light gate made of embracing insects and tentacles.

With a soft hum, the cocoon of light hanging on the dark blue-green light gate of the "Source Castle" cracked.

Truman's eyes lit up, and Amanisis was also ready to deal with any unexpected situations.

But the churning, swirling gray fog did not stop there!

Suddenly, Truman's spirituality was awakened, and a scene appeared before his eyes.

That scene took place inside the "Source Castle," making Truman gasp.

Because at this moment, the cocoon of light that cracked open on the "Source Castle" was not just one, but all of them!

"Damn!" Even after thousands of years of self-cultivation, Truman was still shocked by what he saw.

An unknown number of cocoons of light burst open at the same moment, and all the souls began to awaken at the same time, about to be cast into the real world.

"What's going on?!" Amanisis also sensed something was wrong.

"Not just one, but all of them! The Lord of Mysteries has deployed all of their resurrected contingency plans!"

Truman and Amanisis were mentally connected, and Truman conveyed that scene to Him.

"Also, the last 'Mysterious Waiter' didn't come down with it!"

Truman frowned; this was definitely the worst-case scenario.

"First, secure the nodes we've planned!" Amanisis said decisively.

Truman was already doing it. Without affecting his confrontation with the "Fallen Mother Goddess," he made the most of his powers of "Imagination" and "Dream."

hum!

At that very moment, the gates of "Source Castle" were wide open.

(End of this chapter)