Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 498 God War

The orange-red light instantly filled Klein's vision, making his body extremely weak, and even raising his arm became difficult.

He seemed to have instantly traveled through time to his twilight years, a sense of powerlessness eroding his will. It was only a second later that Klein managed to break free from this state.

"This is...twilight!" On the "Source Castle," Klein looked at the suddenly rising twilight with a complicated expression.

It occupied most of the sky, blocking out the sun and dragging the entire area into dusk.

Klein had realized what had happened.

At roughly the same time, a thick darkness descended from the sky, enveloping the entire Wintershire.

Soon, the orange-red twilight collided with pure darkness, and the entire battlefield fell silent instantly. Countless soldiers and officers collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Only angels could maintain their composure amidst this dissipating aura and continue their extremely dangerous battle.

"It's not over yet." Klein no longer needed the "Angel of Life" to remind him and looked in another direction.

There, a green radiance of life spread, instantly turning the withered plants on the ground green and growing rapidly. The other plants absorbed nutrients from an unknown source, climbing higher and higher.

Wintershire has become a world of trees, as if it has returned to the primitive era.

"Even the Earth Mother has made her move!" Klein on the Source Castle couldn't help but feel a little worried for the goddess.

The power of reality is merely the dissipation of the true god's power, yet it has already reached such a terrifying level. Its true power is unfathomable, and the goddess is now facing two such opponents.

Klein had enough faith in the goddess, but these were two true gods!

He glanced at the "Angel of Life" and noticed that the angel seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, with her emotions overflowing and manifesting in the illusionary realm.

It seems that He is also very confident that the "Earth Mother Goddess" will win.

"..." Klein on the "Source Castle" couldn't help but look towards the Astral Plane, where the power of three authorities was already surging.

Besides these three authorities, the other "Lord of Storms," ​​"God of Knowledge and Wisdom," "Black Emperor," "God of Steam and Machinery," and "Bound God" also intervened to stabilize the Astral Plane and closely monitored this divine war.

Of course, in a sense, the power of these true gods also constitutes a huge barrier, stabilizing the astral plane while simultaneously sealing it off.

"Are they guarding against Truman?" Klein instantly realized this, and then he thought of the uniqueness of the "dream" that had shocked all the true gods.

Perhaps one or more true gods are using this opportunity to test Dream, trying to understand His state...

The "God of War" was naturally aware of this, but in his eagerness to devour the "Goddess of Night," he also reached a tacit understanding with the other true gods, becoming that sword...

Klein, atop the "Source Castle," used it to explore the entire Kingdom of Rune.

In reality, the entire Kingdom of Rune was affected by this divine war, and countless people fell into a deep slumber.

Judging from Rune's previous state, the goddess's anchor might not be so stable after all...

"The night against two?" Outside the border of Rune, Medici looked at the sky in Rune that was now completely dominated by three colors.

The orange-red twilight and the green of life have invaded the deep black.

This means that the "Dark Heaven" of the goddess of night has been invaded.

"Is Night going to lose?" Medici asked with a grave expression.

"I don't know." Amon suddenly stepped out from behind Medici, gently pinching the monocle over his right eye, his smile unusually absent.

This means that even the King of Angels had no idea what might happen.

"And then what? Death?" Medici gripped the blood-red battle sword, his eyes burning with crimson flames, his body gleaming with an iron-black light.

"Aren't you just allies in name only?" Amon suddenly asked. "Is a mere 'weather wizard' enough to make you so concerned about the life and death of Night?"

"What does a little brat know?" Medici was in a bad mood, so he taunted her relentlessly.

He couldn't predict what would happen next, so he was inevitably a little annoyed.

"So it happened before I was born?" Amon wasn't swayed by Medici's emotions, but instead analyzed the situation calmly.

"Hmph!" Medici snorted, showing no intention of sharing his information.

He was one of the first people to know Truman, and even fought alongside him when Truman was just starting out, fighting against this very Buddhael...

In that battle, Truman displayed extremely formidable fighting power, almost completely overwhelming Badhall.

One very important factor is that Truman summoned the "Goddess of Misfortune," who was Amanises at that time.

Medici's involvement in this war and her alliance with the Goddess of Night also stemmed from Truman's warning.

"Something unpredictable might happen..." As the most powerful "schemer," Medici made his judgment based on the information he had and his intuition.

"Oh?" Amon became even more interested upon hearing this.

Similar scenes occur in many places, but the two siblings in the Hornach Mountains are particularly silent.

They didn't know what they should do, so they could only wait quietly for the outcome.

"Come, have a drink." Truman was in the divine kingdom of the true creator at this moment.

There were only him and Sasriel there. Truman waved his hand, and a drink with a dreamlike phosphorescent effect appeared between the two of them.

Truman poured two glasses of wine.

"Would you say this is the first time we've exposed ourselves?" Truman asked casually.

"I founded 'Redemption Rose,' so this is naturally the first time we've shown our presence."

Sassriel picked up his glass and clinked it against Truman's.

"This is my 'Dream Council'." Truman waved his hand, revealing the scene inside the "Dark Kingdom".

The perfect divine kingdom has been torn open by a spatial rift that almost splits it apart.

The twilight glow flowed, bringing the decay of dusk to this land.

In some areas, dusk returned, causing flowers and grass to wither and die one after another.

In that desolate twilight, a figure taller than a mountain emerged. He wore tattered silver armor, and his face was covered by a mask, from which a faint orange-red light could be seen.

He dragged an exaggeratedly long sword in his hand, its tip drooping, leaving a trail of twilight light that gradually spread across the dark earth.

The kingdom of the gods in the night is collapsing!

"Amanises! You deserve to sleep forever!"

(End of this chapter)