Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 521 Kordu Village

"Kordu Village, a small rural village in the Solomon Empire..." Klein stood under an elm tree, not rushing into the village, but gathering information from the perimeter.

Hmm? Klein suddenly looked up at the square in Kordu village and saw a familiar figure. He blinked and then went straight into the village.

"Truman?" Klein never expected to see Truman here. With him here, the so-called Outer God's power didn't seem so dangerous anymore.

"Is it that serious here? You've come all this way." Klein suddenly thought of another possibility and looked at the village with a serious expression.

"Not really. I came to see the true destiny that exists at the bottom of the universe." Truman was not surprised by Klein's arrival and remained standing in place, looking at Kordu Village.

"True destiny?" Klein asked, puzzled.

"Yes, some destinies are almost engraved in the logic of the universe..." Truman shook his head slightly, somewhat helplessly, "Even though I have intervened in every way, some things still happen in ways that I could not have foreseen."

Just like the village in front of them, even though the transmigrator had arrived several years earlier, under the influence of some kind of fate, the "Muggle" lady still came to Kordu Village and still picked up a boy.

And this time, the Outer God's infiltration happened to target them.

Truman reached out and ripped a thick shadow from the air.

The village of Kordu is now hidden in the shadows, and in fact, it has been sealed away.

"Is it the power of the 'True Creator'?" Klein was somewhat surprised. This being had never appeared in the World War and had a weak presence, but was extremely reliable at this time.

"Due to various reasons, the Outer Gods' power is incubating at a significantly faster pace, and Sasriel has had to seal off some of them." Truman gestured towards the village of Kordu in front of him.

More than half a month has passed since the fall of the "God of War," and the power of many outer gods has taken root and begun to grow wildly.

"Of course, maybe this is something the Outer God left behind specifically to mislead us." Truman and Klein walked into the village.

"The people in this village..." Klein noticed that the village seemed to be waking up from a dream, and the villagers began to move around.

"Pretty unlucky, huh?" Truman complained. "The power of the Outer Gods is limited, but this village is really strange. At least two Outer Gods' power has landed here."

"Is it because of the time travelers?" Klein asked.

"Yes and no." Truman became even more of a riddle than the "divine one." "Transmigrators do have a greater chance of being chosen by the Outer Gods, but we can't ignore the others."

Gradually, the two arrived at the "Eternal Sun" church next to the village square.

This is the most magnificent building in the village, seemingly blending into the night, appearing slightly hazy.

"There's a strong sense of pollution here." Upon getting closer, Klein sensed a certain danger, not too strong, probably at the demigod level.

"No!" Klein's mind went blank for a moment, then he vaguely sensed something familiar.

"Is it a gift?!" The power of the Outer Gods infiltrating Earth must not be an extraordinary characteristic, so what is this power?

"During the Third Age, Bethel, Amon, and I went to the stars. My 'Dream Path' was actually learned from the Outer Gods." Truman stepped forward and pushed open the church door.

"..." Klein opened his mouth, unsure where to begin his complaint. Star travel and the Gift System were both extraordinary things.

Then Klein stopped complaining, his expression turning somewhat strange, as if there were some sounds coming from the quiet church in the morning.

"So early in the morning..." Truman's lips twitched slightly.

The two went deeper into the church and came to the confessional.

"Is this some kind of sacred act?" Klein couldn't help but tease.

"Eternal Sun" is Truman's pseudonym, so the "Eternal Sun" church is naturally related to Truman.

"...It's all Russell's fault." Truman kicked open the confessional door.

The soft morning light streamed in, illuminating a large bed and two pale, naked bodies.

Klein coughed lightly twice, his gaze slightly unfocused, not looking at the main point.

"You sons of bitches! You've sabotaged the Holy Church's operations!"

The priest who was pinning down the woman's body let out a roar.

Hmm, hard to say... Klein almost burst out laughing. To dare to utter such a sentence against one's own faith is truly unprecedented and unparalleled.

"Hmm?" Truman made a nasal sound, his eyes sweeping over the two bodies in front of him. "That's right, it's you two."

At this moment, Klein looked at the two people with a more cautious gaze. His eyes shimmered with a dreamlike phosphorescence, allowing him to see through everything about the two people opposite him.

"They're actually two completely different types of pollution?" Klein was shocked.

The priest was surrounded by a dim mist, while the woman was surrounded by a red moonlight.

"The Ring of Fate and the Fallen Mother Goddess".

This was the first time Truman had uttered these two honorific names in real life.

After Truman uttered those two names, the two people lying on the bed changed their expressions drastically, and the power of the Outer God within them instantly surged!

Boom... The two bodies exploded, blood and bones flying everywhere, and then in an instant they reformed themselves. The people were still the same two, but their essence had changed.

"The favor was bestowed too hastily. Strictly speaking, these two people were already dead. What's active are just two conscious corpses."

Truman gestured with his chin, indicating that Klein should handle it.

Klein had no choice but to step forward and gently push out his palm. At that moment, the world distorted, and the space beneath their feet began to expand, making it impossible for them to reach Klein.

These are two good materials that cannot be killed for the time being.

"It's only been less than a month, and it already has the strength of Sequence 5. That's too fast." Truman's voice rang in Klein's ears again.

But the Outer Gods had no choice but to be anxious. Once the post-war reconstruction showed any signs of progress, those churches would inevitably carry out a major purge of these Outer God believers.

There are already signs of it.

"Roar!" The two men roared, making sounds that were not human. Their bodies began to mutate. The man had tumors the size of human heads all over his body, and you could vaguely see something crawling out of them.

Suddenly, the woman's skin cracked, and her belly swelled up, with a baby screaming inside.

Klein raised an eyebrow, looking at the changes in the two of them with some curiosity.

"It's very interesting, completely different from our existing methods, and also somewhat different from your 'dream' method."

(End of this chapter)