Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 96 Stealing

Father Costel's face was solemn as he began to pray devoutly to the "Ring of Destiny," asking for its power to descend.

This actually involves a clash between the corrupting forces of two Outer Gods, and has nothing to do with the Extraordinary Ones themselves.

This planet, exposed to the stars, is constantly accumulating the pollution of the Outer Gods.

In this "destiny" civilization, the "Ring of Destiny" undoubtedly prevails, and the power of the "Mother Tree of Desire" cannot overwhelm it.

The result is quite obvious.

"This is quite interesting..." Amon pushed up his monocle, looking at the battle in front of him, feeling eager to join in.

The battle between the two beneficiaries ultimately resulted in a clash between the powers of two great beings.

"Why don't you steal the badge of the 'Ring of Destiny'?" Truman suddenly suggested.

Amon seemed to have misheard something, then smiled and looked at Truman, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Don't worry, your teacher will protect you!" Truman seemed genuinely interested in seeing Amon steal the power of the Outer God.

This time, Amon's little face scrunched up. He loved adventure and seeking pleasure, but this seemed to be a bit beyond his capabilities...

"Why don't you steal it yourself?" Amon looked at Truman warily.

"I was just trying to protect you!" Truman coughed lightly, then looked at the gigantic tree trunk. "Why don't you steal this? The power of 'Destiny' is indeed quite strong."

"The easiest things to steal are the knowledge related to Outer Gods."

Truman's words greatly tempted Amon, who repeatedly reached out his hands towards the Tree of Desire, but at the crucial moment he withdrew.

"This seems to be the first time the teacher has asked me to steal something from someone other than you! Interesting!" Amon quickly composed himself, glanced at Truman, and a swarm of Time Worms gathered in front of him.

The number of Amon has increased.

"Why me?" The newly appeared Amon clone looked somewhat speechless.

"Could it be me?" Amon blinked as if he had a split personality, fully demonstrating his oppression and coercion of his clone.

"..." Amon's clone stopped arguing with the main body. He looked at the tree whose life force was gradually dissipating under the power of "destiny" and showed a somewhat interested expression.

Like the original being, He enjoys adventure and pursues pleasure.

He stretched out his right hand and launched a "steal" at the withering tree trunk.

Truman snapped his fingers, using his desire to be a "miracle worker" to appropriately amplify Amon's chances of success.

Amon's clone's "stealing" went smoothly, extracting some information from the rampaging tree body, but he himself was soon stained with a crimson color.

In that instant, Amon's clone inevitably went out of control, its body grew to a gigantic size, began to transform into a tree, its magic robe was torn apart, its flesh and blood rolled, and it began to grow flowers and tentacles.

But the changes in the clones were just the beginning; a layer of crimson seemed to be spreading inside the monocle of Amon's main body!

Without the protection of the barrier, the corrupting power of the Outer Gods becomes even more exaggerated, as they can corrupt their own bodies through some kind of mystical connection with their clones.

Amon felt unusually flustered, because this "steal" was his own initiative. The Creator's protection on him was triggered a step too late and was not able to completely block the pollution!

Actively stealing the pollution of the Outer God will have an irreversible impact on His state!

"Tsk!" Truman looked at the gigantic Amon clone and sighed. This corrupting power was truly bizarre!

He slammed the Book of Dreams directly onto Amon's head, and a burst of intense dreamlike phosphorescence erupted, expelling the crimson Outer God pollution from Amon's body.

Truman reached out and activated "Steal," grabbing the contamination from the two Amons.

—Through Amon's experiments, he was able to determine that although the aura of the Outer God was strange, it could not cause too much pollution to him and was within the tolerance range of the Book of Dreams.

Suddenly, a dreamlike tentacle appeared behind Truman, its tip shrouded in a dreamlike bubble that contained the wisp of pollution.

A surge of information turbulence emanated from Truman's Sage's Robe, forcefully analyzing the information contained within this wisp of polluted aura using its information processing capabilities.

"Miser, sex addict, actor, recipient of favors..."

Much information about the Desire Cult appeared in Truman's mind.

Thanks again to Amon's clone for his contributions!

Truman gleaned enough information from the wisp of contamination and then sent it back to the massive tree in the midst of the battle.

At the same time, Amon's true form had already woken up, feeling a little dizzy.

"It's too ugly!" Amon looked at his already dead mutated clone with slight disgust.

"Actually, I feel pretty good." Truman stole the Time Worm from the mutated clone, disinfected it by soaking it in the Dream Sea, and then threw it to Amon.

"You did a great job this time. I've given you special permission to go out and play by yourself," Truman said to Amon.

Having learned this lesson, Amon will probably never again dare to steal any polluted energy related to the Outer Gods.

"And you, Bethel." Truman looked at Bethel, who had been silent all along. He was really watching and silently recording everything here.

"You can begin preparing for your ritual. The ritual requires leaving legends in nine locations outside the planet, but not all of them need to be in this world."

Truman winked at Bethel and continued, "There will be other opportunities!"

"Uh..." Bethel was taken aback. "You mean..."

"We all have a chance; we probably have several hundred years." After that, we must go back to face "God."

"Okay! I definitely won't let the teacher down!" Bethel seemed to have misunderstood again. It really wasn't because of his ritual that he chose to search for more planets.

Of course, there are some hidden conditions to the ritual of leaving legends in nine places outside of Earth.

Finding a life-bearing planet is generally enough to complete the ritual, but if that's not enough, you can search for nine worlds and leave behind legends for each one; that would make the ritual most effective.

However, this takes too long, and ordinary "wanderers" really wouldn't dare to do it. The starry sky is too dangerous, and they might die on the way.

"Well, but if you find any traces of Outer Gods, remember to let me know," Truman whispered, remembering something, as he watched Bethel and Amon leave one after the other.

Both of them are under the protection of the Creator, and he is still in this world, so there is no need to worry too much.

As for Truman, he was already prepared to stay at the Church of Destiny.

There must be the most complete record of the "Ring of Fate" there, and there Truman can see the "gifts" experienced by the so-called "favored ones".

(End of this chapter)