Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 46 Treasure Vault

In the dreamlike paradise, four figures descended upon that beautiful and dreamlike palace.

"Here, take this." Amanisis handed Truman a quill pen.

"Success?" Of course, with the goddess personally taking action, the nightmare dragon couldn't escape.

"The Pen of Alshoghod..." Truman held the quill pen in his hand, and an urge to write a story welled up inside him.

That's the instinct of a "writer".

Similarly, the Dream Sea also rippled, as if some force was resonating with it.

That is the power of "cause and effect".

The two forces can be united to some extent, reaching a new level in their intervention in destiny.

"Indeed, this pen suits me perfectly!" Truman was very satisfied.

Sasriel looked at the quill pen in Truman's hand with a slightly strange expression, but still didn't say anything.

In previous Dream Council meetings, the group had made various plans and compromises, and the writers' association was "temporarily" hidden in the Dark Kingdom.

This is also the reward for the goddess of misfortune personally intervening.

However, Sasriel also has the right to redeem it, and can exchange it for its owner by paying a sufficient price.

But now that the Alshoghod Pen is in Truman's hands, is there any hope of getting it back?

Sasriel was skeptical, but not too concerned; the characteristics of the Imaginary Dragon were sufficient for the ancient sun god.

"Who's next?" Lilith didn't care about that. She looked at the other three and said, "You're all too slow. I don't want to wait hundreds of years."

"The next step is the abyss," Sasriel said softly. "The plan is about to enter a critical moment, and at this time, any disruptor will be fatal."

The Demon King Fabti is the biggest destabilizing factor.

For an ancient god who is completely insane and whose goal is to destroy the world and defile the universe, anything is possible.

Therefore, such unstable factors must be eliminated before the ancient sun god actually launches the war to reclaim his power.

"If possible, I hope you can also lend a hand," Sasriel suddenly said.

"Are you sure?" Lilith frowned slightly. Hundreds of years had passed, and she had fully digested the original "Desolate Matriarch" and become an angel with extremely stable humanity.

However, the Demon Lord was an opponent she couldn't defeat even as an ancient god, and now that's even more impossible.

"This is a commission, and I hope that all three of you can participate and have the ability to nip any unexpected problems in the bud."

Sasriel's expression suddenly turned serious as he looked at Truman and the other two.

Truman seemed thoughtful. "The Abyss?"

"Yes." Sasriel nodded solemnly. "I need you to help me ascertain the current situation of the Abyss."

"Next, the Creator will wage war against the Abyss Demons to protect humanity," Sasriel revealed his plan.

"Something came in?" Truman couldn't help but ask; the timing didn't add up!

The external forces were likely able to invade this world much later in time, and their power was extremely limited.

The end of the Second Age is also a time when the barrier is extremely stable.

"Not at all," Saslir denied. "It's just some preparation."

So, is it possible that the ancient sun god made some kind of prophecy about the future?

Truman could only say that the prophecy had probably come true.

In the future as far as he knew, the Abyss was never a good place.

"The reward is..." Saslid paused before continuing, his gaze shifting between Amanisis and Lilith.

"All known information about the stars, history before the Second Age, and the legitimate missionary rights of our Lord after His return to the position of Creator."

"As for you..." Sasriel looked at Truman, "you will be in charge of the Creator's Treasury."

This reward was also carefully considered by Sasriel; it only involved guarding the treasury, and the ownership remained unchanged. Truman could take these things and use them, but since the ancient sun god spoke, he could only return them.

Truman's eyes suddenly lit up.

Now, in the Creator's treasury, there is at least the uniqueness of the "Black Emperor," the uniqueness of the "Perfect One," and several Sequence One characteristics.

If the ancient sun god successfully reclaims his authority, then there might be additional unique "gate" pathways and sequence-one characteristics within it, along with other features...

Before these traits were bestowed upon certain individuals, they were all kept in their own pockets!

Truman is very interested in this!

Amanisis and Lilith both nodded in agreement. The history before the Second Age and knowledge of the stars were crucial and essential to master.

And the right to missionary work will play an important role in the future.

"Alright, it's settled then." Sasriel didn't even need to ask Truman's opinion; he finalized the matter directly.

"Then can you give me the treasure vault first?" Truman was getting impatient.

Since the Sage's Robe was incorporated into the "Master Craftsman" Rank 2, Truman has gained the ability to craft magical items.

The reason why I casually created a mask for Hermes with minimal negative impact last time was for the same reason.

If I could get all those things into my hands, I'd be ready to take off!

Sasriel tossed a golden key to Truman. "This is a key certified by the Lord. You can use it to open the treasury of the divine kingdom."

"Okay!" Truman held the key in his hand, and could vaguely sense the existence of a space, which should be the depths of the Creator God's Kingdom.

"That concludes this meeting. Everyone, please take a break and prepare to move on to the next step."

……

The Elven Queen of Calamity returned to her elven palace.

After fighting with the Dream Angel, He was in a very bad state, mentally confused and exhausted.

"Goshinam!" the Elf King spoke, his voice booming like thunder, which invigorated Goshinam and suppressed his inner turmoil.

"Your Majesty! You have defeated the sun! You have broken the alliance between the sun and the giants!" Ghoshnam returned to normal and congratulated the Elf King.

"I will personally carve a mural recording this war for you, so that it may be passed down to future generations!"

Goshinam's words greatly improved the Elf King's mood in the Spirit Palace; his irritability seemed to have subsided, and he was able to think normally.

Tell me why Goshinam became the Elf Queen!

"Ha ha!" The Elf King laughed, his voice booming like thunder. "That's right! This time, Ormir has clashed with Greta, and his cooperation with the sun has collapsed. The gods are on their guard; he's suffered a terrible loss!"

"That dragon ran so fast, but it still got hit by me and Sun, and it was badly injured!"

The Elf King's tyranny was suppressed and his mental state improved; however, Goshinam fell into unease again.

The dragon of fantasy is moving too fast; it's hard not to suspect something's going on, and who's profiting from it all?!

(End of this chapter)