Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 61 "All Things"

The battle between humans and elves has fallen silent, and all of humanity and elves are looking up at the mythical creature in the form of a dreamlike angel.

This is very strange; it doesn't belong to any known mythical creature, and it's even more impossible to guess the sequence and path of the Dream Angel from it.

Regardless of the path taken, the mythical creatures are all highly polluted; a single glance at them would cause an ordinary person to suffer a mental breakdown and death.

However, the mythical creature in front of us doesn't have that feeling; it can be looked at directly.

"Those who gaze directly at dreams are to become dream believers?" A strange smile flashed in Truman's eyes. This was coercive, even more exaggerated than the missionary work of the solar pathway.

At the same time, the demigods who were staring directly at the dreamlike body felt a warning and immediately looked away.

Given enough time to look directly at their beliefs, they too will change their faith.

Truman retracted his mythical creature form and reverted to his human appearance. He looked up at the Elf King, who had locked onto him and was poised to unleash another lightning storm at any moment.

Even He probably couldn't have predicted this scene, and even now, in the confrontation with the ancient sun god, He still casts His gaze at Truman.

Under that gaze filled with violence and destructive desire, Truman turned to the fourth page of the Book of Dreams in his hand.

It was fully manifested the moment Truman's dream body took shape, signifying Truman's deeper control over the Book of Dreams.

This is something he has been searching for for hundreds of years, but he has never been able to fully understand it, and it has been delayed until now.

Now Truman knows the reason.

"All Things." Truman named the authority recorded in the book, symbolizing all the complex and endless things in the real world, the spirit world, and the astral world.

It represents the capricious and unpredictable nature of the "dreamlike" authority.

Just as fate has countless forks, it is only after Truman makes his own choice that fate reveals its true form.

"An elf." This was Truman's choice.

In the next instant, Truman's mind, body, and even fate changed.

His eyes turned as deep and blue as the ocean, and his hair was dyed the colors of lightning and the sea.

He truly became an elf, even... the Elf King!

"Lightning Storm!"

Truman snapped his fingers, following a sudden surge of violent desire within him.

A lightning storm, capable of destroying a continent and causing a planetary catastrophe, was formed at Truman's snap of his fingers and struck the Elf King!

"Blasphemer! How dare you steal my authority?!" the Elf King roared, having probably never been struck by lightning since gaining sentience.

But that divine lightning storm was real and no less powerful than the one the Elf King himself had unleashed.

boom!

A certain boundary shattered before Truman's eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have truly become the storm itself, possessing the status of an ancient god!

"Tsunami... Uh!" Truman suddenly felt a void, and his Elf King form vanished!

"Knowledge and understanding." Truman quickly found the reason: he had mastered the true god-level lightning storm, but that was all he had mastered.

This is the limitation and inadequacy of the "All Things" authority; it cannot transform into things that Truman has not yet specifically understood, possessing status but lacking authority.

"Am I now a true 'demigod,' half a true god, or perhaps a 'false god'?"

Truman soon learned how he obtained the authority of the true god, which could be considered a kind of "theft" or "replication," and its upper limit was unbelievably high.

The way to acquire authority is quite simple, like a lightning storm; you'll understand once you're struck by it.

"I think I've really become a 'blasphemer'."

Truman suddenly looked at the Elf King, his eyes shining. If the Elf King beat him a few more times, it wouldn't be certain who would be the Elf King!

"Damn it!" The Elf King glared at Truman from above the astral plane, but he dared not unleash any more divine punishment. The intuition of the ancient god told Him that this blasphemer had stolen His authority.

"Come and hit me!" Truman shouted, and Medici was completely subdued. True provocation should be this simple and straightforward.

The Elf King's eyes were filled with savagery, but he knew that ignoring Truman was the best course of action.

"Let me do it," a voice rang in Truman's ears.

Truman looked toward the realm of the Creator God, where a sun was rising slowly into the star realm.

The ancient sun god is about to personally take action and reclaim the power of the Elf King.

Of course, there might also be a tiny, albeit slight, reason for not wanting the power they hadn't yet obtained to be stolen away...

"Tsk, what a pity!" Truman clicked his tongue like Medici, knowing the outcome of this battle of the gods; the Elf King was probably doomed.

He'll never find such a good target to provoke again.

"The war should end." Truman landed on the ground, in the heart of the battle between the human and elven armies.

"You should know what I mean," Truman said, looking at the Queen of Calamity.

Queen Goshinam, the Scourge, looked up at the divine war in the astral plane, her eyes filled with uncontrollable terror.

"How is this possible..." His eyes seemed to have lost all color.

Truman didn't even need to look to know what was happening in the astral plane.

The "Black Emperor's Crown" and "Civilization Scroll" on his body had already been taken by the ancient sun god for "grazing".

In addition, there's the newly acquired "Bronze Book," which grants uniqueness to the Judge's Path, the uniqueness of the Wrong Path, and even the Profane Tablet.

These unique characteristics have already been integrated into the virtual personalities separated from the chaotic sea, resembling living beings, and can be "herded".

The ancient sun god, clad in divine armor, wielded power that was nearly omnipotent.

In that chaotic ocean, the ancient sun god became a colossal figure of light and shadow that seemed capable of supporting heaven and earth.

Amidst the light and shadow, there are several very special areas: distorted lines, written laws, the progress of civilization, and a giant clock.

That is the manifestation of the powers of "distortion", "order", "civilization", and "error".

This is probably a manifestation of the omnipotence of "herding". After herding these unique things, the ancient sun god also grasped these powers.

The sunlight shines on every corner of the real world, and countless believers kneel on the ground in devout prayer.

"The Creator of all things, the All-Knowing and All-Powerful God: You are the source of all greatness, you are the beginning and the end; you are the God of Gods, the ruler of the vast star realms..."

The prayers of countless believers converged into an ocean of faith, with countless points of light emitting a faint glow. They merged into the chaotic seawater, causing it to churn endlessly, with phantom images of "White Tower," "Storm," and "Soul" emerging.

At this time, the ancient sun god could be considered half of the Old Day.

This time, the ancient sun god who appeared before the world seemed to stand at the forefront of the historical trend, possessing supreme dominance.

In contrast, the Elf King opposite him was already showing signs of weakness.

He still unleashed a light-speed impact with endless seawater, and the lightning capable of piercing planets was also intense.

But all of this was in vain.

Under the suppression of the Chaos Sea and other powerful authorities, the Elf King's authority was gradually stripped away.

He has been completely suppressed and has no hope left.

"This is the tide of history," Truman said softly.

"The historical trend you've dictated?!" Goshinam shouted angrily.

(End of this chapter)