Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 568 Western Continent

"Teacher?" Bethel snapped out of his daze, opening his eyes to hear that criticism.

"..." Bethel glanced at his gradually solidifying body and felt the power emanating from the ball of light. He remained silent for a while before speaking.

"Since I cannot become the 'Lord of Mysteries,' this is the only thing I can do."

"Without Bethel, I might not have been able to get through that initial period." Klein felt that Truman was showing off.

Such a good student is one of a kind.

"Ahem, I'm short of a pope here, would you like to consider it?" Klein invited.

After that battle, his impression of Bethel was almost that of a "saint".

"Huh?" Truman blinked and looked at Klein. "Hey bro, what's wrong with you? Why are you trying to poach my 'God of All Things' right in front of me?"

The orb of light that Truman just put into Bethel's body is the same "All Things" unique as Russell and Antigonus.

"Well, isn't this giving Mr. Bethel more options?" Klein coughed lightly.

The King of Angels who uses the "Gate" pathway is the only one of his kind in the entire universe.

"I..." Bethel was about to say something when suddenly a dreamlike phosphorescent light flickered in his eyes.

"Attack me with your three powers." Truman looked at Klein.

Without hesitation, Klein attacked Truman simultaneously with the accusations of "fooling," "mistake," and the authority of "the door."

Such an attack naturally had no effect on Truman; on the contrary, Truman gained control of the three corresponding "authorities."

"Here, take this." Truman once again replicated the "gate" authority and tossed it to Bethel.

Bethel readily accepted this authority, which He was very familiar with and quickly mastered, while simultaneously elevating the uniqueness of "all things" to the status of a true God!

The requirements for becoming the "God of All Things" are naturally different from those for Truman; only one is needed to uphold his status.

"Fate is so...wonderful." Bethel subconsciously raised his hand and clenched his fist, and starlight gathered behind him, presenting a star portal.

The power over the "gate" that had been lost was back in his hands.

"Aren't you really going to consider becoming my pope? If I were to establish a church, it would certainly be no less powerful than the Dream Cult." Klein couldn't help but ask again, "A true god who holds the power of the 'Gate'!"

"What kind of true god becomes the pope?" Truman looked at Klein speechlessly.

"That seems to be true..."

"Alright," Truman said, sitting back down in his seat and putting away the three powers he held.

The "God of All Things" is not like him, who can arbitrarily replicate the authority of the true god's position; there is only one true god's authority.

"Let's conclude this meeting here for now. We can discuss any further questions later."

"You'd better come back to the Western Continent as soon as possible," Sasriel suddenly said as Truman was about to end the gathering.

"Hmm?" Everyone's eyes were focused on Sasriel.

"I just made a prophecy." Sasriel's eyes gleamed with a brass-colored light. He did not retrieve the "White Tower" pathway, it seems he used the "Chaos Sea".

The others also realized this, and their expressions turned serious.

"It involves Outer Gods, so it's hard to see clearly, but you'd better hurry."

Sasriel looked at Truman, the brass gleam in his eyes fading as he issued a warning to Truman.

"Wait for me." Klein realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately closed his eyes.

"..." Everyone knew what Klein was doing and waited quietly.

In terms of divination, the "Lord of Mysteries" is absolutely the strongest.

About a minute later, Klein opened his eyes and looked at Truman solemnly, saying, "I saw almost all the Outer Gods, and your dream."

Truman nodded silently. "I still want to travel around the Western Continent. Now, I'll try to get there as quickly as possible."

Truman then ended the gathering, and the rest of the people left "Dreamland".

"Looks like someone's got their eye on me again..." Truman was even used to it and wasn't too worried.

Together with Bethel, they left the dreamland and returned to Gensokyo.

"I'm going to the Western Continent soon, so keep an eye on 'Gensokyo'," Truman instructed, then, as if remembering something, tossed the last ball of light to Bethel.

"This is the uniqueness of 'cause and effect.' Give it to Amon. If He is not afraid of being completely bound to me, then He should eat it."

Truman showed no favoritism towards either student; the opportunity had been given, and it was up to Amon to decide what to do.

"Yes!" Bethel accepted the uniqueness of "cause and effect".

Truman then didn't linger and went straight back to Truman Estate on the outskirts of Backlund.

"It's hard to believe that only a day has passed." Klein arrived here quickly.

He had just left here a day earlier, heading towards the Hornach Mountains.

A day later, He became the "Fool," a half-"Lord of Mysteries," and confronted the most powerful Outer God.

"Don't waste any more time, I'm going there now," Truman said directly, deciding to head to the Western Continent immediately.

"Are you ready?" Klein was slightly taken aback.

"No need for much preparation, I only need to do one thing in the past."

"...Okay." Klein's lips twitched, his expression turned serious, and he raised his hand, drawing a starlight portal out of thin air.

Gray mist flowed from the other side of the portal, cutting off all paths.

"Open the door." A thick, almost tangible gray mist flowed around Klein, and a bluish-black light gate mark appeared between his brows.

Under his command, the thick gray fog that had blocked all paths gradually shifted, thinned, and became clear.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun..."

Loud prayers came from the other side of the gray fog. Klein's expression changed slightly, and Truman also stepped in to stop the prayers.

"The Western Continent has a large number of 'mysterious' believers."

In the current situation, these worshippers of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" will only drag down Klein's condition.

"Hurry up!" Klein reached out and gently twisted the handle, as if turning a doorknob, and the gray mist suddenly dispersed.

Truman was quick to act; with a thought, he passed through the star portal and arrived in the gray fog, about to step into another continent.

"When you come back, you'll arrive at this coordinate!" Klein reminded him.

Truman, on the other hand, took a step and completely entered the Western Continent, which had been isolated by the "Lord of Mysteries" for countless years.

During this process, Truman was able to clearly sense the spatial changes, which is the true manifestation of the "King of Time and Space".

"Is this part of my karma?" Truman sensed his own karma the moment he entered this continent.

"Is it 'me' from the First Era or even earlier?" Truman followed that thread of cause and effect to this familiar yet strange land.

"Huh?" Truman subconsciously looked up, his eyes widened, and his mouth slightly open, as if he had been subjected to a considerable mental shock.

"The lowest of the low? The Hehuan Sect?!"

(End of this chapter)