Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 523 Angel of Destiny

"Sister?" The little boy gently tugged at Aurora's clothes.

Aurora snapped out of her daze, composed herself, and pulled the little boy to thank the two men. "Come here and thank you both, gentlemen!"

"Thank you," the little boy blinked gently and obediently expressed his gratitude.

"Tell us about your current situation first." Klein walked to the door and gently turned the doorknob as the two siblings nervously approached.

He didn't actually open the door; he merely used the action to establish a causal connection with the outside world.

He looked at Truman and saw him nod slightly, which gave him some confidence.

"What exactly did you encounter?" Truman asked.

"We..." Aurora lowered her eyes, gathering her thoughts as she spoke, "On the day of the 'Collapse,' our house was hit by a meteor."

It was a very simple start, but the consequences were far beyond what they could bear.

"After that, a symbol like this appeared on Lumian's body."

Aurora painted out of thin air, and starlight, obeying her command, condensed into a black thorny ring.

"Just a few seconds later, a faint mist appeared around Lumian, which gradually spread and enveloped the entire village."

"I tried many methods, but none of them could dispel that thorny circle, and then I saw..."

A sudden black ring of thorns appeared on Aurora's face; merely recalling a scene from her memory was enough to cause her intense contamination.

Boom!

At that moment, the entire room seemed to be struck by something, and it shook violently.

Lumian's body disintegrated in an instant, but at that moment, a shadow enveloped him and reassembled him.

"An angel." Klein pressed down, and the room stabilized. Just a moment ago, he almost went out to stop that destined angel.

"Truman..." Klein looked at Truman. Since entering this dream, Truman had remained silent, only asking about the situation.

"..." Truman's eyes remained fixed on Lumian, which made the little boy hide behind Aurora in fear.

"Mr. Morpheus, is there something wrong with Lumian?" Aurora seemed to have sensed something.

"It's nothing major," Truman said, stroking his chin and pondering for a moment. "It's just that his fate has been tainted."

"Fate? Pollution?" The combination of these two words is quite perplexing.

"His fate was sealed; he could only move in one specific direction."

This is a manifestation of the "Ring of Destiny," which sent down from the ancient past along with "destiny," in addition to angels.

"Well..." Aurora was slightly flustered, and she was very concerned about her adopted younger brother.

"Of course, there's no need to worry too much. I'll make a slight adjustment for him." Truman stepped forward and, under Lumian's slightly fearful gaze, reached out and touched Lumian's forehead.

A dreamlike phosphorescent light descended, condensing into a dreamlike symbol. At the same time, a black thorny ring symbol suddenly appeared on the child's forehead.

The Black Thorn Ring is of extremely high status, truly reaching the level of the Old Ones, and only Truman in the entire world can suppress it to some extent.

"Seal!" Truman's eyes also became unusually serious, and countless rays of light extended from the dream symbol, bringing the "Ring of Destiny" symbol into the suppression range!

This simple action is actually a contest between two former figures.

Boom!

The entire room was in chaos, but Truman reached out and pressed down, and everything returned to normal.

At that moment, Truman glanced at Klein, who nodded slightly, opened the door, and stepped out of the room.

"Let me see what the angels of the Outer Gods are like!" A faint shadow suddenly appeared on Klein's body; that was the "Mysterious Realm".

The moment he stepped out of the room, he saw a figure hidden in the thick fog, in a strange state, existing within the cycle of fate.

"Hello, dreamlike angel." Unexpectedly, this angel of destiny did not attack immediately, but instead greeted him in a friendly manner.

"I am Theripolus, the angel of destiny, and my lord has sent me to deliver His greetings to the highest dream."

Polos's words made Klein raise an eyebrow, sensing that something was amiss.

"What is your purpose in coming here?" Klein was ready to deal with this angel at any time. He was now a dual-path angel and was not afraid of such an angel.

You have an old friend above you? It's as if I don't. Besides, from the perspective of the owner of "Source Castle", I am also an "old friend".

"I am merely a messenger who proclaims the word of my Lord," Poirot described, using earthly languages ​​and metaphors as much as possible.

"Oh?" Klein's eyes narrowed slightly; this kind of old acquaintance was no small matter.

"My lord wishes to ask the Supreme Dream, do you still remember the Moon Star?"

What is Su Yue Xing? It sounds like a planet. Did Truman make some kind of agreement with the "Ring of Fate" during his interstellar travels?

"I don't know." Truman cut off what Poros was about to say.

The Moonlit Star was Truman's first stop on his interstellar journey. It was a planet largely controlled by the "Ring of Fate" belief, and Truman's "dreamlike" path was basically borrowed from there.

For the "Ring of Destiny," which controls a certain part of fate, this can be transformed into a resource that can be utilized.

How could Truman possibly admit to something like this?

Klein's expression turned somewhat strange, but he still looked at the angel of destiny and said, "You heard it too, that's his answer."

"..." Poros probably hadn't expected "Supreme Dream" to be like this...

"Klein, bring him in." A voice suddenly came from inside the room.

"Yes!" Klein's eyes lit up, and in a daze, a vast and dreamlike sea descended upon this world that had been completely covered by mist.

"The power of destiny..."

You are the past, the present, and the future;

"You are the cause, the result, and the process..."

The mist suddenly began to ripple, and a terrifying force seemed to descend upon the place, creating a tug-of-war with the illusory dream sea!

This is something that only happens when facing the Chaos Sea... Klein took a deep breath. This was the second time he had encountered a power whose rank was comparable to Truman's.

"But I possess more than just the power of dreams."

Klein's gaze shifted, turning dark, and gray mist swirled around his body. The "Mysterious Realm" suddenly expanded, pressing down on the fateful fog along with the Dream Sea!

(End of this chapter)