Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 52 The Bottom

Before my eyes was a dreamlike and dazzling starry sky. Unlike the depravity and harsh environment of the abyss I had seen before, it possessed an unimaginable beauty.

This place is a void, and within the void lies a sizable island, teeming with life.

Flowers, trees, birds, beasts, and even various extraordinary creatures—from these, it seems this should be a secluded fantasy world, not the deepest part of the abyss.

"This place is very similar to the Astral Plane," Amanisis said softly, gazing at the illusory starry sky.

The astral realm is now a similar landscape, with the starry sky appearing almost illusory, and various concepts of authority and power intertwined within it, either manifesting as stars or condensing into nebulae.

There is a star there.

Suddenly, Lilith spotted a star gradually brightening in that astral plane.

Truman looked directly at the star, and in an instant, a multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind uncontrollably.

"Above the Sequence", "Starry Sky", "The Past"...

In his eyes, the gradually brightening star suddenly burst forth. As those thoughts flashed through Truman's mind, he seized that moment and established a mysterious connection with Truman.

Whatever is said will be known.

Truman knew some things very well, but he wouldn't actively delve into them, so that under the protection of the Book of Dreams, he wouldn't be discovered. But now it's different.

He recalled this knowledge while facing that star.

At that moment, the entire abyss changed; the boundary between light and darkness blurred, replaced by a blood-red, illusory mist.

It did not become real because a real force blocked it, allowing it to erode Truman only through the connection it had established with him.

Almost simultaneously, the ancient sun god who usually sat praying beneath the giant cross opened his eyes and looked beyond the astral plane.

A crimson moon occupied half of the starry sky.

The figure of the ancient sun god appeared instantly in the astral plane, standing on a phantom bell composed of twelve segments.

An indescribable, invisible torrent surged forth from the illusory clock, as if traversing a long history to arrive in the present.

"Clang!" The sound of the bell rang out, and a strange power surged within it, causing the scene illuminated by the red moon to vanish.

Time has been stolen, or rather, that scene has been stolen and cannot be seen by anyone.

The ancient sun god, holding a blasphemous tablet, solemnly and sacredly proclaimed, "Let there be light!"

The intense sunlight obscured everything.

The next second, the red moon shone brightly. The light of the red moon was very powerful, but it was ultimately outside the barrier and could not penetrate in. In the end, it was covered by the sunlight.

Further away from the moon, stars such as Brown Star, Orange Star, Red Star, and Venus twinkle simultaneously, appearing eerily strange against the cosmic backdrop.

The ancient sun god silently faced all of this, and even the sunlight exerted a great restraint on the demon king in battle.

"roll!"

The Demon Lord roared, probably the only one among the gods who knew what had happened, and roared as he tried to break through Olmir's blockade and return to the abyss.

However, the sunlight greatly affected his condition, making him even more passive in front of the Giant King.

In the eyes of the other angels and gods, this was simply the ancient sun god who had been waiting for finally taking action against the demon lord.

It should be understood that the Creator sent all his angels to fight from the very beginning, and all the gods were prepared for this.

Of course, some ancient gods noticed the momentary disharmony, and the Phoenix Ancestor even felt the pulsation of its own internal characteristics.

But everything was obscured by the sunlight, and the ancient god could only see a blazing light when he went to investigate.

In that blazing sun, the ancient sun god stood atop the astral barrier, with the fiery malice of the outer gods before him and the foolish, impulsive struggles of the ancient gods behind him.

"This is a necessary sacrifice." He turned around, looked at the restless ancient gods, and spoke softly.

He then looked into the abyss. Dream, one of His angels, saw everything in the abyss directly through Truman.

Bang!

The moment he saw that star, it was as if a hammer had struck Truman directly on the head, freezing his thoughts in place.

He had never experienced such terrifying and intense pollution, which tainted everything about him in an instant.

The contamination didn't just appear on Truman; it leaked out and spread to Amanisis and Lilith, threatening to contaminate everyone.

"It's you!" Truman felt the taste of madness and loss of control for the first time; it was as if a completely insane monster had been born from his body.

That didn't align with his pure nature, creating a strong sense of contradiction within him.

But he didn't delay. Instead, he reached out and gently touched the Book of Dreams, and the dreamlike phosphorescence around him instantly surged.

It seemed as if the entire Dreamland had been pulled out of the Book of Dreams, enveloping everything and draping the whole world in a dreamlike hue.

Under the illusion of the dreamlike heaven, all pollution was cleansed, much like a certain Mr. Fool in later generations using the gray fog of the Source Castle for "disinfection".

Amanises and Lilith are also using their own methods to deal with these contaminations from the Outer Gods.

The hidden authority can even prevent the gaze of the Outer Gods from finding its existence, and the authority of the night can silently eliminate that terrifying pollution.

Lilith was replaced by a body identical to hers, which bore the defilement of the Outer Gods in her place. Then, it aged rapidly and completed its life's journey. The defilement in her body also disappeared with the end of its life.

The three of them are all of a much higher rank than ordinary angels. Given that the barrier is still so solid, even if Truman were to establish a mysterious connection with the Outer Gods without warning, it would be difficult for him to be corrupted by this power.

Strictly speaking, aside from those who were suppressed by an unusually high level of power, these contaminations might not even be as effective as the ancient gods personally intervening against them.

Truman gazed at the illusory yet dazzling star. "The Mother Tree of Desire?"

"He does indeed have some connection with the abyss."

"Even the abyss has big problems."

The deepest part of the abyss is actually connected to the astral plane? This is something no one could have predicted.

Is this what Sasriel, or rather the ancient sun god, wanted to know...? Truman also stared solemnly at the illusory yet dazzling star.

The barrier is still strong enough to effectively block the power of the Outer Gods; their power cannot penetrate it yet.

But if a few thousand years pass, the Mother Tree of Desire might be able to erode this place through its secret connection with the Abyss, turning it into a bridgehead for eroding the Earth.

"No wonder the ancient sun god sent us here to explore. Even without us, Sasriel would have risked coming here."

To prevent problems from arising, we must maintain a certain level of control over this area and not allow it to fall into the hands of the mother tree.

This was probably the ultimate goal of the ancient sun god.

(End of this chapter)