Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 83 The Gift

"Praise the sun!"

Amid the prayers of the believers, the sun, which had reached its zenith, suddenly shone brightly.

A colossal beam of light, condensed from the sun, descended from the astral plane, gradually shrinking in the process before merging into the enormous statue of the creator god.

The light gradually faded, revealing the familiar Truman appearance.

"Let all the city-states recognize those who have made outstanding contributions in the Holy War!" Truman made a cameo appearance, presiding over this grand event.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Many meritorious officials stepped out from among the believers and came to the altar.

The weakest of these heroes were at the level of a Sequence Four demigod, and were basically pioneers of extraordinary power. Some surrendered during the war, while others were believers who had worshipped the ancient sun god for many years.

"Bestowed a surname!"

Sasriel, draped in the most magnificent divine robes and with angelic wings spread wide, approached the kneeling heroes, holding a sacred text.

He opened the most primitive sacred texts and selected the surnames written by the ancient sun god.

"The Lord heard your prayers and knew your deeds, bestowing upon you the name 'Solomon.' May you be accompanied by wisdom and walk together in piety...."

Solomon, or the "Black Emperor" route... Truman has a subtle historical intuition; he doesn't know if this is the "Solomon" from his own memories.

"...He was bestowed the surname 'Zarathustra'..."

"...He was bestowed the surname 'Tudor'..."

"...He was bestowed the surname 'Augustus'..."

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They were the world's original "nobles," the kind recognized by the Creator.

Truman pays attention to every familiar surname, but he doesn't know whether the people he remembers are themselves or their descendants.

But without a doubt, all of these will be part of the Creator's rule over this world order.

The entire planet is too special; "division" is necessary. Even the major angels must be assigned to various dioceses, and they also need their own "anchors."

"Being granted a surname" is just the beginning; the real show is yet to come.

Each person who was given a surname received a Sequence Two trait!

This is your ticket to the angelic realm!

And these surnames will become the most famous angel families a thousand years later.

"Thank goodness there's no Sequence One..." Truman felt that the treasure vault was already starting to dry up.

The treasure vault naturally contains many Sequence 1 characteristics, all obtained from the Holy War, with the ancient gods themselves or their treasure vaults being the primary sources.

However, it is clear that these people's achievements have not yet reached the point where they can exchange for Sequence One characteristics.

However, after this grand event, the power of the Creator's Kingdom will increase significantly, and the number of angels will at least double.

"Saslil!" The statue of the Creator suddenly spoke.

Many believers bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at God.

"You are the Vice-King of Heaven, my left hand, in charge of all parish affairs!"

"Yes!" Sasriel stepped forward, still letting the light from the statue of the Creator fall upon Him.

Then, Sasriel recited the name of the Creator and looked at the believers present.

"Hmm...won't you go crazy talking to yourself like this?" Truman silently remarked from the side.

"Dream Angel!" Sasriel spoke solemnly, proclaiming the divine decree, "You shall be the King of Angels, acting on the Lord's authority and carrying out His commands!"

Truman looked up at Sasriel, who had already asked on the private channel, "Have you thought it through? Which kind of authority do you want?"

"Daydreaming!" Truman made his choice without hesitation.

The "audience" is the obvious choice, and it's also related to the next development plan for The Truman Show.

Apart from these, the other four methods can only increase his strength and knowledge, and do not provide any special help in delving deeper into the Book of Dreams.

"...Okay!" Sasriel nodded gently.

"I have one more question," Truman asked in his mind, "Why did you give me the power of 'Imagination' to replicate?"

Such a "cake" is too big; even Truman has to consider whether the Creator has any requirements for it.

"There are conditions, but I assure you, it's absolutely something you can do, and it's not difficult at all." Sussril's words reassured Truman a little.

"Look carefully, you only have one chance," Sasriel warned.

Truman held his breath and slowly looked up at the statue of the Creator. Through the statue, he saw the ancient sun god, who was now the Creator.

He gently grasped the silver cross hanging in front of his chest, and the power of "imagination" descended, with sunlight enveloping Truman's body.

In the eyes of believers, this dreamlike angel is receiving blessings from the Creator.

Under that light, the Book of Dreams quietly turned to the page of "All Things," replicating the "Imaginary Authority."

The process went smoothly, and neither the Creator's "fantasy" nor Truman's "spectacle" encountered any unexpected situations.

"As expected..." During this process, Truman gained a deeper understanding of "All Things".

"To replicate the authority of the true god is to steal the power of the true god."

In other words, once Truman opens this "worldview," he can transform into a "dreamer."

Even with time and other limitations, the power of this replica is somewhat beyond expectations.

"The Book of Dreams..."

Truman walked to the side, somewhat dazed.

"Pure White Angel, you are devout and courageous enough to follow in the Lord's footsteps without wavering. You shall be the King of Angels!"

Sasriel waved his hand and unleashed two beams of golden light, which were two orbs of light like small suns, two sequences of the "Sun" pathway with the characteristics of Sequence One!

Truman was pulled back from his daze and was slightly surprised. The ancient sun god had only held the power of "omniscience and omnipotence" for seven days, yet he was already able to divide the "sun" that was the foundation?

"Praise be to the sun!" Ocycus knelt on one knee and bowed his head in praise.

The two small suns merged directly into His body, and under the protection of the Creator, these characteristics would not have a negative impact on Him.

As long as Ocycus holds the appropriate ascension ceremony and prepares the potion, he will be able to successfully become an angel king.

On this point alone, the Creator has nothing more to say about His angels.

"Wind Angel!..."

Leodoro also stepped forward and obtained two "Thor" traits.

"Red Angel! You are the Lord's wrath, the Lord's punishment, that you may punish all who oppose the Lord's ways!"

Sasriel directly bestowed upon the unique path of "Conqueror" and "Red Priest" whose twilight power had been removed by the Creator!

This is the only angel who has been granted uniqueness.

However, no one dared to say anything, because Medici's performance in this holy war was enough to convince even the most volatile Leodorus and the most arrogant Ocycus.

"I swear to follow in the footsteps of the Lord to the death!" Medici, unusually, no longer had his usual arrogant expression, and instead knelt down devoutly before the statue of the Creator.

Both the uniqueness and the distinctiveness entered Medici's body, and once He became the "Conqueror," the distinctiveness would merge with Him under the power of the Quasi-Ancient.

(End of this chapter)