Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 571 Don't Wake Up

Generally, people who dream will dream about themselves.

In the dream of the "original creator," who will be the protagonist?

This simple question immediately caused Truman, who was closest to the past and only needed to find and awaken his own symbol to become the complete past, to crash.

The dreamlike seawater in the "Book of Dreams" poured out with overwhelming force, threatening to submerge the "City of Calamity".

In the overflowing seawater, the "Primal Witch" Chick waded through the water, the black and red banner of calamity behind her constantly carving a path through the surging sea, gradually approaching Truman at the center.

"Soon we'll be able to be together forever... to devour you... no! To merge with you!"

Chick's bright face was flushed with a sickly redness, and his appetite was no longer concealed. After getting close to Truman, he immediately reached out to push aside the "Book of Dreams".

"Huh?" Chick's sickly smile suddenly froze, and he looked up into Truman's eyes.

How can you assume I don't know the meaning of the 'First Dream'?

Truman's chaotic galaxy had calmed down, and he looked calmly at Chick who had walked up to him.

"You knew all along?" Chick was first surprised, then felt it made sense.

"It's not early, just now." Truman shook his head slightly. "Before you told me the truth, I subconsciously avoided thinking about this question, which may be why I didn't dare to get too close to the source matter when I first woke up."

When Truman awoke in the Second Era, he was already close to the Source and felt a strong sense of crisis.

Before his consciousness is fully stabilized, the "First Dream" approaches the original source matter, which may lead to the awakening of the "First Creator".

But now, Truman has almost completely rebuilt the "Book of Dreams," and his consciousness is so stable that he is no longer afraid of that kind of instinctive impact. As long as he doesn't consume the source matter, there shouldn't be any problems.

"I see..." Chick laughed, seemingly happy to be able to help Truman.

But that smile quickly turned sour. His nostrils twitched as if he had caught a whiff of something, and an uncontrollable hunger suddenly erupted in his eyes.

"You smell even better now, I really can't resist!"

Chik's flowing black hair suddenly swelled into giant pythons, and the Banner of Calamity was also swung violently, with extremely powerful force pouring into Chik's body.

"..." Truman glanced at Chick expressionlessly, then reached out and easily touched Chick's forehead.

As mentioned before, no matter how strong Chik is, he's just a true god who controls the source matter.

"Perhaps I should also thank you, because thanks to your insight, I now have some ideas about the symbolism of the 'first dream'."

This is also why Truman became more "appealing" in Chick's eyes.

He had already integrated all the uniqueness before he came here, and now that he has found the last piece of the puzzle, he seems ready to try to take that final step.

"All your suffering stems from your own distortion..."

Truman looked at Chick and pointed a finger at him, rendering him unable to move and leaving him powerless to listen to the final judgment.

"Dreams cannot save you, but they can bring you ultimate peace. You will get everything you want in your dreams."

"Including you?" Chick suddenly broke free from Truman's control and looked at Truman with a smile.

"That's your dream. Go to sleep. Reality is too bitter, so don't wake up."

Truman spoke these words in the gentlest tone, as if soothing a naughty child and singing a melodious lullaby.

However, completely unlike his tone, Truman's finger pierced straight forward, the tip of his finger radiating the light of destiny.

As expected, even with the banner of calamity constantly trying to unleash endless disasters, the final outcome could not be changed.

Chick closed his eyes and transformed into a dazzling dream bubble, while the Banner of Calamity fell into Truman's hands.

"Don't move." Truman glanced at the Banner of Calamity that was trying to burrow into his body, and under the authority of "Dream," it gradually became docile.

It is the materialization of the "City of Calamity," its core, much like the dark blue portal to the "Source Castle."

"First piece of source material acquired." Truman thought for a moment, then inscribed his own mark on the fluttering flag, sealed it, and threw it back into the blood-red city.

The "City of Calamity" is, after all, a source material, and he couldn't carry it with him at all times, so he could only seal it here.

"As for these characteristics..." Truman looked at the characteristics that Chick had left behind, and with a wave of his hand, he put them away.

"Time for the next one." Truman put away the "Book of Dreams" and removed the thick layer of protection.

"How's it going on your end? I'm doing great, I've already got one sorted out."

Truman sends messages to the members of the Dream Council through the "Book of Dreams".

It was at this moment that Truman frowned, looking at the "Book of Dreams," and noticed that his connection with the North and South continents seemed to have been severed.

Truman wasn't panicked; instead, he felt a sense of reality, like "it's finally here."

"Using the Divine Land as a cage to trap me? To isolate me from the battlefield?" Truman understood the "Lord of Mysteries'" purpose; he was indeed disrupting the balance.

"Heh," Truman remained calm. He wasn't afraid to begin with, and now he was even less concerned.

"And what's this? Are they treating the Dream Council, which doesn't have me, like an easy target?" Truman chuckled.

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Klein arrived in Gensokyo, and since he couldn't contact Truman, Gensokyo took on the responsibility of the Book of Dreams.

"I've lost contact with Chumen and he's trapped on the Western Continent. I'm also unable to open the passage between us for the time being."

Klein's voice traveled through the causal connection to the ears of the other members.

"understood."

"Not surprising," Sasriel and Amanisis replied.

"Hmm?" Klein raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Lilith didn't come," Amanisis's voice rang out again. "I'll go over there."

"It seems to be the arrangement of the 'Fallen Mother Goddess,' and the 'Lord of Mysteries' have probably reached a certain understanding."

Sasriel's voice rang out, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Klein, continue trying to guide Truman, while guarding against the 'Lord of Mysteries' within you."

"Alright," Klein came to Gensokyo to use its unique features to pull the Lord of Mysteries into a tug-of-war.

"And what about you?" Klein asked curiously, clearly the creator was not going to be idle.

"I am already in the 'Abyss of Storms'." Sasriel's calm voice seemed to carry a hint of the intense heat of wind and thunder.

(End of this chapter)