Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 319 Blood Emperor

Before entering this space, Amanisis asked Truman how far he wanted to make this matter, and Truman's answer was the bigger the better.

The war between the two true gods and their churches is the greatest event in the world, if not the greatest.

Therefore, Amanisis did not immediately take action to hide Badhel, but instead leisurely walked out, allowing Badhel's divine avatar to send out the message, giving the "God of War" on the astral plane enough time to react.

Otherwise, Amanises could have hidden Badheir in the "Deep Dark Heaven" without anyone knowing except for Badheir who might have some suspicions.

"Tsk, impressive." Truman stood next to the seal of the "City of Calamity," and when he looked up, he could see the two true gods fighting in the astral plane.

Amanisis deliberately stalled for time, disappearing directly into the "Dark Heaven" without engaging Badheil in direct combat.

"Twilight" and "Night" alternate in the astral plane, the two powers eroding each other and erasing each other's existence.

If the true gods do not engage in direct combat, but instead use this method of gradually eroding their divine kingdom, it wouldn't be surprising how long this divine war would last.

Having a comrade like Amanisis is a very worry-free thing.

The commotion caused by this divine war shocked the entire world. Both the Church of War and the Church of Night entered a state of war, and once a divine decree was issued, that would be the start of the holy war.

The gods were also liberated from their monotonous lives of guarding the frontier and began to powerfully observe the war between "Twilight" and "Night".

During this time, the true god's gaze swept across this space, but after sensing the aura of the "City of Calamity," he observed cautiously and soon looked away.

They didn't have much time to pay attention to this place anymore.

The Alliance of Gods no longer exists, and after Dream promised not to interfere in the struggle between the true gods, all the true gods are only planning for their own "old ways".

They need to choose sides. Of course, this is an art, and decisions cannot be made lightly. They are even waiting to see who wins this divine war.

"And then there's you." Truman turned to look at the dreamlike seal within the orange-red light barrier.

After more than a thousand years of wear and tear, the seal is no longer very stable; otherwise, the "City of Calamity" would not be able to seep out and affect Banshee.

Truman stepped into the orange-red light barrier and suddenly saw a bloody hand pierce through the dream seal.

The hand looked like it came from a rotting corpse; the skin had begun to rot, revealing the iron-black bones, but some dark red flesh was wrapped around the bones.

"Huh?" Truman looked at the rotting paw with some surprise; the aura seemed somewhat familiar.

"The Blood Emperor, Arista Tudor?" Truman recognized him; the aura was identical to that of the madman.

"How can this still have the aura of the 'River of Eternal Darkness'?!" Truman looked at the black and red flesh and blood, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes flashed with the vast and boundless dreamlike sea.

For this reason, he did not stop the rotting corpse from crawling out.

Flames surged from the broken holes, the colorless flames burning on the rotting corpse, emanating a terrifying aura.

If you ignore the face that is completely rotten and only shows the luster of steel, and only look at the iron-black eyes covered with red rust, this is Arista Tudor.

"You want to go crazy too?" Truman's expression gradually turned serious as he looked at the animated entity created by the "City of Calamity".

Arista Tudor was long dead, his body shattered into a pile of properties, and was later swept away by the River of Eternal Darkness. The corpse before us is more like an evil spirit.

"It seems...not...not bad..." the corpse said, its voice extremely hoarse, like two rusty iron pieces rubbing against each other.

"Then you have to swallow the 'River of Eternal Darkness' first." Truman quickly understood the current state of the "City of Calamity".

Salinger's forced fusion of the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" in the Quaternary Period caused a certain change in the source matter corresponding to the "Red Priest".

Truman's subsequent act of leaving the unique "Grim Reaper" here gave the "City of Calamity" an opportunity.

It actually wants to do what Salinger did!

"Blood...Emperor...swallows...the Styx..." the blood corpse spoke again.

"Ah..." Truman's face suddenly contorted in pain; he hadn't heard such a childish remark in a long time.

"Blood Emperor? I'm more like the Dream Taoist!" Chu Men rolled his eyes and directly reached out and pressed his hand on the corpse's head, trying to force the corpse back into the seal.

"No...you are...an ancient...free and unfettered...immortal."

The rotting corpse kept retreating, with colorless flames and patches of calamity constantly appearing on its body, trying to contend with Chu Men. However, all of this turned into dreamlike bubbles and dissipated when it got close to Chu Men's palm.

Compared to the complete "Book of Dreams," the power emanating from the "City of Calamity" is utterly insignificant!

"Go back!" Truman shouted softly, and the real "Book of Dreams" suddenly appeared in his hand. He used the book as a brick and slammed it down.

Bang!

All the corpse's resistance was annihilated by the powerful attack of the "brick," and the entire corpse was slammed back into the seal.

Then, Truman stomped his foot, and the dreamlike runes on the ground instantly spread like blooming flowers, reinforcing the seal once again.

"Ancient... carefree immortals?" Truman's eyes flickered slightly, the dreamlike phosphorescence faded, and he stroked his chin, quite satisfied with the title.

He stepped out of the orange-red light barrier and reinforced it with the "Twilight" authority, which was being used for the first time since it came into his hands.

Then he used the authority of the "Gate" to throw out the survivors of the Church of War God, burying this space once again.

He had even completely separated this space from Bansi and banished it to the depths of the spirit world, after which Bansi would no longer be affected.

"Finally done!" Truman clapped his hands, glanced at the "night" and "twilight" that filled the astral plane, and confirmed that the battle had been big enough.

He once again disappeared into the deepest secrets.

Klein should be in the City of Generosity at this time.

……

Klein was indeed in the City of Generosity during this time. After setting the goal of dealing with the "Blood General", he, along with his squad and a "liaison" named Danitz, set foot on the island and began to gather information about the "Flesh Tree" flagship and the Blood Cult from various sources.

"I can't live like this anymore!" Danitz angrily threw the documents in his hand onto the table.

"I'm a pirate, and you're giving me all this paperwork every day?!"

"Otherwise? You want me to go out and deliver money? 3000 pounds, sir!"

(End of this chapter)