Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 26 Blood

"Let's have a free exchange."

A meeting of four people, and at an unimaginably high level, meant that very little could be exchanged among them.

After finishing his discussion of the Sequence Potions, Sasriel fell silent and looked at the others.

Finally, the goddess asked Truman, "Have you been staying in the City of Darkness lately?"

"Probably not?" Truman wasn't too sure either. "I need to go to the Kingdom of the Sun God. There are a group of believers I rescued there, and I need some time to convert them."

"If the Sun God goes to war with the other ancient gods, I will also participate in the war as the Dream Angel."

Having a strong anchor of faith is not enough; it requires not only a nominal title but also tangible deeds and acts of protecting believers.

He wrote "The Book of Night Revelation" in the City of Darkness, which is considered the most profound mark on the history of the Church of the Night, but for the Sun God, he only has one name.

The goddess glanced at Lilith. "You're taking her away. I'll be focusing on balancing stability and uniqueness for the time being, which will weaken the hidden power."

The goddess is still waiting for the best time to become a god.

"Okay." Truman nodded.

Lilith remained silent; she was now merely a vampire.

"Alright, this Dream Council session is now concluded. Ladies and gentlemen, we are creating an era."

With a wave of his hand, Truman sent everyone away from Dreamland.

Upon returning to reality, the hidden angel nodded gently to him, gradually disappearing into the background and being erased by an eraser.

"I need some time." Truman left, leaving Lilith with a blank expression.

The progenitor of the vampires suddenly felt agitated, realizing for the first time that his decision to regress to a Sequence 7 vampire was a mistake.

Truman found a stone room and took out the "Destiny Trojan Horse" property he had obtained in the exchange.

The Dreamland and Truman are deeply intertwined, even more so than Mr. Fool and Source Castle in later generations. Doing this is incredibly simple.

He took out the Ancient Gloves that the goddess had given him, as well as the "Miracleist" trait he had obtained in the Golden Kingdom.

"I've obtained Sequence 2 of all three mysterious pathways!"

"The Planeswalker", "The Wooden Horse of Destiny", "The Miracle Worker".

As for why it's not sequence one?

Sequence One is too special. The quantity is always three. It is essential for becoming a god. It is too precious and too difficult to collect.

"The Ancients' Gloves..." Truman rubbed his chin, feeling something was amiss. After all, he wasn't a craftsman and couldn't create magical items. "Then crush them!"

Truman drew an extremely intense phosphorescent light from the Book of Dreams, shattering the Ancient Man's Gloves and the other two properties into specks of light.

Even angels can do this, let alone him.

In an instant, colorful specks of light filled the entire room.

"All extraordinary characteristics will be combined in a magnificent and reasonable way."

Truman made a prophecy in the Book of Dreams.

The next moment, these countless points of light were stirred up by some force and turned into a storm that swirled around Truman.

"Extraordinary properties eventually formed a glove."

Truman spoke again.

The light condensed and eventually formed a glove with mysterious patterns.

"Let me see..." Truman began to test the function of the gloves, but he immediately noticed something was wrong as soon as he put them on.

"It's the combination of three pathways that caused some undesirable changes," Truman frowned. "It's involuntarily turning creatures within a fifty-meter radius of its body into Mythical Puppets?"

This side effect is too great; standing in a crowd is a deadly weapon. He himself is not afraid of these costs, but those around him cannot.

"Again!" Truman unleashed another beam of phosphorescence, shattering the special properties.

It was a clumsy method, but it always yielded some results. After about dozens of attempts, Truman finally grasped the key points.

"The extraordinary properties will be combined with the dreamlike phosphorescence."

Truman said, his properties coalescing, and he formed another glove.

This glove is very similar to the previous Ancient Gloves, with a deep black base and three extremely strange patterns.

But unlike other gloves, this one seemed to be constantly shimmering with phosphorescence, and dreamlike symbols were also gathered on the back of the hand.

The symbol of the dream is a simple line drawing of the Book of Dreams, with a hint of phosphorescence, which seems to draw you into an infinitely beautiful dream with just one glance.

"As expected, there are never any perfect magical items; that's just how the world works." Truman held the new generation of the Ancient's Gloves with great satisfaction.

"But I can neutralize its inherent madness and make it less intense."

He had misunderstood something before, wanting to create a perfect magical item, but madness was an inherent part of him that he couldn't get rid of, and at the level of Sequence Two, madness was already quite intense.

After several trials, Truman neutralized the madness, not trying to eliminate the cost, but instead using the Book of Dreams to limit it, retaining the most distinctive abilities of the three pathways.

Examples include historical projection, wishes, theft, return, wandering, and recurrence.

"Alright, let's keep the name Ancient One, it suits me well."

Truman put the gloves on his hands, and for a moment, it seemed as if the whole world was under his control.

This is because it is closely associated with the Book of Dreams.

"Perfect!" Truman nodded in satisfaction.

"But have I forgotten something?" Truman walked out of the stone house.

"You've finally come out..." A cold, eerie voice came from beside him, and Truman subconsciously looked over.

Lilith's eyes turned red, and a beastly nature was surging within her—the instinct of a vampire!

"Hiss!" Truman gasped.

It turns out we forgot about this vampire. Sequence 7 vampires really do drink blood!

Lilith has been a vampire for quite some time now, and has entered a state of craving blood, but she is stuck here and can't get out...

"I want to drink your blood!" Lilith's flawless face revealed an undisguised desire.

"Well..." Truman wasn't prepared to sacrifice himself, "How about I go find a few people to come in? Let some blood be drawn or something."

"No, I want to drink your blood!" Lilith refused, staring intently at Truman.

That look reminded Truman of the first time he met Lilith, when Lilith truly had the power to devour him alive.

"Why?" Truman no longer refused, but asked.

"Your blood is very pure and special!" Lilith's eyes were bloodshot, and she was about to pounce on him.

"Special?" Truman was taken aback. "Could it be because of the Book of Dreams?"

"Or perhaps what is called a purifier?" Truman recalled the situation where the potion flowed through his body without leaving a trace.

Even now, he still doesn't understand the principle behind it, but he vaguely senses a kind of rejection.

After confirming that the Book of Dreams was similar to the Chaos Sea and the Source Castle, he speculated that it might be due to the repulsion between source matter and different pathways.

(End of this chapter)