Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

The book of dreams was quietly opened, and Truman's true body walked out of the dreamy paradise.

He took a look at this continent that was already torn apart and devastated.

Under the raging force of various forces, this continent, which was the main battlefield, suffered an unimaginable blow.

The dark night covered everything, lightning flashed crazily, and countless monsters were wandering in the darkness. This has become the god-forsaken place in Truman's memory.

No one can prevent this outcome, it is almost inevitable.

"Teacher!" Bethel appeared in the core battlefield. His face was also very ugly. He had a tendency to lose control that even dreamy phosphorescence could not heal, and there were star bugs scurrying around his body.

"It's not your fault." Truman nodded gently, he was very satisfied with this student.

Being able to persist in saving countless human beings under the terrifying oppression of "God" is already a great achievement, enough to be deified.

It was only after the "Lord of Mysteries" revived that Bethel's state became weird. He tried his best to suppress his tendency to lose control. Naturally, it was too late to save more people.

Today, there are still a large number of humans stranded in the Eastern Continent. If they are not rescued, they will be completely swallowed by darkness in a short period of time.

"Next, it's my turn." Truman looked at the land that had been completely plunged into darkness, and the dreamy angels around him rose into the sky.

He became the sun and "the sun".

Endless light illuminated the darkness, and countless human beings looked up at this sun. This sunshine was not blazing, but it gave them the most basic warmth and illuminated their way forward.

The Eastern Continent, which has experienced the God War, is no longer suitable for human survival and must be evacuated.

Of course, all the gods and even the King of Angels could work together for a few years to smooth out all the traces, but it was not necessary. The cost of relocating all these humans was far lower than rebuilding the continent's ecology.

"Withdraw from this continent, there will be life elsewhere." The idea conveyed in the sunlight convinced everyone.

At the same time, a space gate appeared out of thin air in many city-states that had Truman's space anchor.

That is the space channel created by Truman using the authority of the "Gate" path.

"Praise the sun."

Countless humans are praying and then obeying the instructions of the "Creator" to evacuate this continent.

That's right, except for the most powerful group of angels, no one knows that the real Creator has died.

"Lord, do we need to withdraw from this continent?" Now the Creator's Heaven has come under the control of Sasril, and the countless believers there are enough for him to stabilize his own status.

Ouroleus and Medici returned here with the true Creator, but they were the only two left. Adam was far away from this continent, and Amon... He was not important.

"You go, take my 'True Kingdom of God' to a new continent."

"What about here?" The Kingdom of the Creator is the most magnificent kingdom of God in the world, and it has the largest number of followers of the Creator.

"The Creator's Heaven will stay here." This continent will soon be isolated from the world, but the remaining power of the Creator's Heaven is enough to protect those believers of the Creator.

Sasriel sent down the oracle, and the "True Divine Kingdom" and some believers went to the New World to spread the glory of the Creator.

The other kingdoms of the true gods also moved away from this continent as soon as possible, and a large number of cities were also evacuated as quickly as possible.

"Silver City..." Truman's eyes fell on this city-state that believed in the Creator.

This is an extremely special city-state that contains three angel-level artifacts.

A "gift from the earth", a "proof of glory", and the last "dream picture".

"Come to my kingdom of God." There are some secrets hidden in Silver City that cannot be exposed to the eyes of some people yet.

Truman also made plans to keep the Kingdom of God on this continent.

As for the "Eternal Fierce Sun" achieved by the dream clone, it will also go to the New World to create the Kingdom of the Sun God, establish a church, and attract believers.

"But the name Fantasy Angel cannot be lost. It can attract many believers..."

Truman suddenly bent down and picked up a scroll on the ground.

"This is..." Bethel was stunned and speechless.

"The painting is pretty good."

This painting is more powerful than the magical item in Truman's memory, and was created using three Sequence Two properties.

The above scene is also divided into three.

The first scene is the gods assassinating the Creator, the second scene is the fantasy killing "God", and the third scene is the Creator's body being eaten.

Of course, some of the painting language here has obvious tendencies due to the creator.

For example, the dream possessed by the mystery is different from the dream that actually shot the fatal shot. The latter is simply disgusting; and the third scene is the real cannibalism, bloody and terrifying.

"Let's call it 'The Last Supper.'" Truman threw the painting into the treasure house.

"Huh? Treasure house?!" Truman blinked. After the death of the Creator, the treasure house has lost its owner. Among them, Saslier and Truman are the ones in charge. After Truman mastered the "Sun", the ability of notarization also increased. In his hands...

It stands to reason that this treasure house has changed hands!

"The Black Emperor's Crown, the Brass Book, the Civilization Scroll, the Uniqueness of the 'Fool' and 'Gate' Paths, and Certain Sequence One and Sequence Two Characteristics..."

Even though the Creator Church has squandered it for more than a thousand years, this treasure house is still the largest treasure house in the world.

Before I knew it, I became the richest man in the world!

"Huh?" Truman thought of something and suddenly looked at Bethel.

"Teacher?" Bethel was stunned, not knowing why Truman looked at him like this.

"You can take another half step forward and become the King of Angels," Truman took out all the "Gate" path sequence characteristics and the starlight eyeball.

"That would be the most suitable height. As long as you don't think about becoming a true god, there won't be much danger."

It is very simple to protect a King of Angels with Truman's ability, and with the ability of the "Gate" to access the King of Angels, even if the doomsday comes thousands of years later, it will have greater survivability.

"And to become a true god, you have to face the will that almost makes you lose control."

Bethel couldn't help but think of the previous scene where he was affected by that will. The high and irresistible will was enough to make no one have the courage to resist.

"But, without becoming a true God, I can't even stand next to my teacher." Such thoughts flashed through Bethel.

"Even if you become a true god, it will be difficult to help me." Truman said directly.

"Teacher!" Bethel's eyes widened slightly.

"Ahem, I'm used to it." Truman coughed lightly, the power of the Dreamer was so useful.

"..." Bethel was silent for a while, then looked seriously into Truman's eyes, "Teacher, I want to give it a try."

"Okay!" Truman nodded with satisfaction and made a promise, "I will always have a 'regret medicine' waiting for you here."