Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 386 "Omniscience"

Truman and Adam both showed strong signs of alarm.

And after that sound rang out, the ocean, which contained all colors, froze, as if a terrifying power was gathering.

In the center of the chaotic ocean, a beam of light seemed to appear, supporting the universe. But in the next instant, the beam of light condensed and appeared in the form of a human before Truman and Adam.

"Hmph!" Truman stepped forward and caught all the pollution from the false chaotic sea.

This is probably why Adam came to find Truman.

He was not prepared to approach any place related to the pollution of the Chaos Sea. If it weren't for Truman, Adam might have simply suppressed and sealed the book instead of coming here.

"He shouldn't have stopped me last time." The figure walking towards Truman and Adam transformed into human form, appearing to be the vice-king of Sasriel's Kingdom.

"Wrong, you two are the main focus of the conflict, don't drag me into it." Truman rolled his eyes.

This refers to the end of the Third Age, when one truly faces "God," a time when He is closest to resurrection.

However, he eventually awakened the "Lord of Mysteries" to counterbalance the situation, and the two adversaries immediately started fighting, leaving Truman unattended.

"No, never again."

"This time I will not tolerate any more source matter." The image of "God" manifesting as Sasriel always gave Truman a very disgusting feeling.

"That's assuming you can wake up," Truman chuckled.

"Don't forget, I am all-knowing and all-powerful." "God" looked at Truman.

"Damn it! Don't look at me like that!" Truman got angry and directly reached out and crushed Sasriel's eye.

"We'll meet again!" Then the entire chaotic ocean surged and rushed towards Truman and Adam.

Truman, however, was truly enraged and his face turned ugly. He reached out and tore the ocean apart.

"You were too impulsive. You should have said a few more words." Adam shook his head slightly.

"I really want to crush them!" Truman exclaimed sincerely.

"That will also allow me to gather more information." A second blasphemous tablet appeared in Adam's hand. This blasphemous tablet, which came from the Creator of the Third Age, was emitting a faint glow, intertwined with the ocean.

"He said it himself, He knows everything."

Adam's little trick would not have succeeded even with Truman's cover.

"Don't forget, I... was once all-knowing too," Adam reminded Truman.

"Ha!" Truman scoffed. "A battle between two omniscient beings is just a series of nested dolls; I don't have the time for that."

Adam nodded silently.

"What you have here is the Giants' Court. Just send Klein there." Truman only glanced at the second blasphemous stone tablet and saw some kind of information on it.

It points to the first blasphemous tablet in the Giants' Court.

But this was information they already knew, and it might even have been deliberately revealed to them by "God".

The first blasphemous tablet was said to be the remains of "God," a claim that was already verified in the Tertiary period—it's truly outrageous.

Now, after thousands of years, no one knows what state the blasphemous stone tablets in the Giants' Court are in.

"Okay." Adam thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then clean this place up completely." The waves in Truman's eyes suddenly surged, bursting forth from nothingness and washing everything away.

"boom!"

It was as if the Dream Sea had come to this world. The endless Dream Sea had infinite power, but it was just a false chaotic sea that appeared through the fear of the "Imaginary Dragon," which was completely insignificant to Truman.

In fact, Adam possesses the power to deal with this place, as does the "Dragon of Wisdom" who has been here before. However, neither of them is as suitable as Truman. The other suitable person is Klein.

"Let's go," Truman said, leading Adam back to the Truman Estate, using the power of cause and effect to escape the world of the travelogue.

"Remember to kill him. I don't want to see him again," Truman warned.

"Okay." Adam nodded silently.

Truman picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, then looked up at Adam again. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"I'm here to borrow the 'Rulebook' from you." Adam's golden eyes remained expressionless.

"Hmm?!" Truman looked at Adam's calm face and suddenly laughed. "Your map of Yan is a bit long!"

Addressing the hidden danger was just a side effect; it turns out he had his eye on the rulebook in Truman's possession—or, more formally, the "Trentost Brass Book."

It is the unique "Judge" that was lent by Truman to Amanises, the goddess of night, in the Quaternary period, to nurture a "Night King" named Terence.

Now Adam wants this too.

"Sure, sure, what do you have to offer in exchange?" Truman chuckled. After he killed the "Night Emperor," the authority of the "Judge" was in his hands, and the brass book was just a collectible.

"What else do you have to offer?"

Most of the items comparable to the brass book already have owners.

"I'm not here to buy, I'm here to rent."

Adam repeated his own words, and Truman's expression turned serious.

……

Klein had no idea what was happening at Truman Estate, which was just a wall away, or what major event was taking place that would affect the entire world. He was still immersed in the atmosphere of fear he had just experienced.

"We absolutely must not touch the underground pollution!" Klein set a bottom line for himself.

The arrogance that had once made him a "favored one of cause and effect" has been completely crushed.

The pollution he had just seen, which appeared to originate from underground, was the most terrifying and inexplicable thing he had encountered since his transmigration.

"Stop!" Klein used his powerful spirituality to interrupt his instinctive thinking and turned his attention to the matter at hand.

He looked at his desk in his room, where a letter lay quietly.

"A letter from Mr. Azik!" Klein shifted his attention to his advancement as a "Trickster".

He opened the envelope, unfolded the letter inside, and read it carefully.

"...'Spirit Realm Raiders' are mostly active in the depths of the Underworld, but I don't recommend that you, who haven't reached the level of a demigod, go there alone..."

Mr. Azik, I am already a demigod... Klein felt that the "Causal Favored One" was more powerful than any of the Sequence Four demigods he had ever seen, and was qualified enough to enter the Underworld.

"If you absolutely must enter, then you must bring the bronze whistle I gave you. The following is the ritual for entering the underworld..."

Klein glanced through the list, noting down the method for entering the underworld, and prepared to try it out in a few days.

The few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Klein entered the underworld.

"Mr. Azik, help!"

Suddenly, a skeletal messenger rushed out of the underworld and landed in front of Azik Eggers.

Azik: ...

(End of this chapter)