Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 460 Purpose

The uniqueness of "Illusion" comes from dreams, but now "Supreme Dream" is a true god among true gods, so how can its uniqueness be separated from it?!

Klein felt his mystical worldview wavering at that moment.

"The essence of the 'Illusionary Realm' is actually this!" A happy smile appeared on Amon's face, a joy no less than when he saw the "Source Castle".

"You're so good at 'stealing,' aren't you? Come on, steal something!" Rosell taunted.

Amon's smile remained unchanged, but he only admired the uniqueness of that "dream" and did not put it into practice.

"I think I've heard that phrase before." Amon tilted his head, as if remembering something, "But it seems the outcome wasn't good."

"Tch," Rosell rolled his eyes, "To put it bluntly, he's just too scared."

When He first set sail, He was quite frightened by Amon, and He never had the chance to retaliate. Now that He has found an opportunity, Amon is not falling for it.

"This is boring." Rosell shook his head as he looked at Amon, who remained silent.

"Is anyone else coming down? If you don't come soon, I'm leaving!" He looked towards the Astral Plane. After He revealed the uniqueness of "Dream," the entire Astral Plane was alarmed, and all the true gods turned their gazes toward Him.

Roselle's words echoed through the astral plane, but received no response.

"Tsk, what a coward." Roselle seemed to be mocking, completely ignoring the many true gods in the astral plane above.

Then He looked at Klein on the "Source Castle" and nodded slightly in greeting.

"Let's go, they wouldn't dare fight." Rosell waved his hand lightly, dispelling the uniqueness of "Dream".

He didn't even care how big a wave the appearance of the uniqueness of "Dream" would cause; he only thought about going home with his daughter as soon as possible.

"Bebe, let's go home!" Roselle activated the power of the illusionary realm, erasing all the fairylands that existed in the real world, turning them into dream bubbles that vanished without a trace.

Bernadette's historical projection suddenly flickered and transformed into her true form. She glanced at the faint phantom images of divine kingdoms in the astral plane, then pushed Rosell directly into the illusionary realm.

"Why do you have Uncle Truman's unique item on your hands?! What are you doing?!" Bernadette's expression turned extremely grave as she recalled what she had just seen.

For someone who claims to be supreme, once their status falls, they may face the hostility of the world!

In Bernadette's mind, even uniqueness had been separated, which meant a fall from grace!

All the true gods are watching.

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Roselle put the uniqueness of "Dream" back to the center of the Dream World before turning back to comfort his daughter.

"Since we dared to do this, we must have some confidence," Rosell said, patting Bernadette on the shoulder to comfort her.

"This isn't the Third Age anymore, and Truman isn't insane."

Bernadette quickly calmed down. At several hundred years old, she only experienced such emotional fluctuations when it involved her most important family members.

He naturally knew about the creator of the Third Age, who should be an existence of equal status to the current "Supreme Dream," but this one was ultimately killed by the gods working together.

"You guys...be careful." Bernadette sensed that her father and uncle were doing something very dangerous.

"Haha..." Rosell seemed a little excited when he heard his daughter's words of concern for her old father.

"Let me tell you, your old silver coin Uncle Truman..." Rosell couldn't help but boast to his daughter about his great achievements.

"Get out of my way!" Just then, a foot suddenly stretched out beside Him and kicked Him directly into the World Furnace.

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"Cough cough!" Truman kicked over the "witch conqueror" who had slandered him, then looked at the hunt taking place on the horizon.

This is the main battlefield between Klein and Zarathustra. Then, with the appearance of Mr. "Door's" power, two more Angel Kings arrived, and finally, the illusionary realm invaded reality. It was quite a spectacle.

Since the appearance of the two angel kings, the nature of the matter has completely changed, and the subsequent invasion of reality by the illusionary realm has drawn the attention of the gods.

Such a major event can easily cause people to overlook an angel who should play a leading role in this battle—the "weather sorcerer" of Fussac!

This should have been the battlefield between Him and Klein, but now He didn't even dare to approach the center of the battlefield.

Fusak withdrew all his troops and no longer dared to have any thoughts about this transportation hub and military stronghold. He would rather give up here and take a detour.

After all, this is quite terrifying, and it's not something He can get involved in. The Church of the God of War and the Church of the Earth Mother probably won't have any objections to this.

"But someone's been watching you for a while now..."

Truman watched as a faint figure emerged in the void, holding an invisible object in its hands.

"Hidden Angel?!" The Weather Wizard's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated the connection between himself and the army.

"Secret." This attendant angel of the "Goddess of Night" displayed a powerful "secret" authority, which the "Weather Sorcerer" was unable to resist even with the military's support.

The "Weather Wizard's" body gradually faded, turning into a phantom before being erased by an eraser.

The "Hidden Angel" disappeared without a trace at the same time, and after half a minute, only the "Hidden Angel" reappeared.

Given the current situation, no one can verify the death of this "weather wizard." Perhaps he was killed by Antigonus, or perhaps he was parasitized by Amun. But who dares to verify it?

The extraordinary trait of a "weather wizard" is already an extremely rare thing in this world.

"Are you just going to watch from here?" Amanisis emerged from his hidden state and looked at Truman.

In fact, He had been observing the battle the whole time, and He knew that Truman was also there.

"I've already stripped away my uniqueness, what more do you want from me?" Truman blinked and said with a smile.

"..." Amanises glanced at Truman, seeing nothing on his face. "I don't understand why you would strip away your uniqueness, and even wonder if you are still the supreme being?"

Amanises' tone was meaningful, and if even He, a member of the Dream Council, had such doubts, one can imagine how much more so the other true gods would feel.

"What exactly are you doing?" Amanisis didn't expect to get an answer from Truman, after all, even in the Dream Council, not every secret is shared.

"To be honest, I don't know either. We can only wait and see," Truman said sincerely.

(End of this chapter)