Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"Is this moderation?" Truman sensed a certain quality from the "resentful spirits" and "puppet" in the inner city.

This is a kind of acting and a kind of restraint.

"The path of the 'Bound One' before being invaded by the 'Mother Tree' was quite normal." Truman looked at the puppets that were frozen in place and nodded lightly.

Just for a moment, Truman frowned, and some kind of spiritual feeling arose.

"Mother Tree?!" Truman's figure flashed and he wandered directly into the center of this city-state.

"Roar!"

An extremely evil roar that pierced the spirit body rang in Truman's ears.

There is no doubt that this is the attack of a true King of Angels.

"Quiet." Truman said softly, and all the sounds disappeared in an instant.

All the curses and erosions turned into dreamy bubbles, exploding one by one in this space, and falling into pieces.

"Open the door." Truman suddenly raised his head and reached out to explore this space.

The pair of eyeballs composed of pure starlight flew out of the space behind Truman and revolved around Truman.

With the blessing of the "door" authority, Truman's hands seemed to penetrate into the essence of the space, tearing the space apart with a single stroke.

He entered a deeper world.

"Dream Heaven!" Truman opened the first page of the Dream Book and directly projected the entire Dream Heaven.

The pollution in front of him was too terrifying, and he had to carry out a pollution coverage first.

At this time, the washing of the dream sea seems a bit too slow.

"Purify!" Truman pressed the divine badge on his chest to activate the purifying power in it.

Only this kind of power can purify the pollution from outer gods!

After making the most reasonable response, Truman had time to look up to a higher place. There was an illusory starry sky, and in the starry sky, there was a bright star.

Truman has seen this scene before, at the bottom of the abyss!

This is the pollution of the "Mother Tree of Desire"!

The "purification" of Dream Heaven and the Creator finally played a corresponding role, cutting off the pollution cast by that person.

"Why at this time?!" Truman frowned. It was the glorious era of the third era. The power of the barrier was incredibly powerful, and it was impossible for outside gods to penetrate and penetrate.

Not to mention the kind of pollution that can corrupt the King of Angels!

"It's that 'God'!" After throwing out all the impossibilities, the answer was already ready to come out.

"Our plans may actually affect the battle between the Creator and 'God' in the future, so that 'God', who has not even begun to resuscitate, starts to fight back."

"God" is the pillar that controls the star realm. His authority can strengthen the strength of the star realm barrier. Naturally, it can also weaken it in certain places to allow an outside god to penetrate!

"His power now is beyond imagination! At this time, even the Creator himself cannot be trusted."

Truman's thoughts turned like lightning and he looked towards the bottom of this space.

It was a dark, viscous, unspeakably evil liquid. Skeleton heads were floating in the liquid, and even some of the skulls had eyes with distinct blood vessels when Truman looked at them, staring at him.

"Tolzner!" While Truman was resisting the pollution that dispelled the "Mother Tree of Desire", he was also paying attention to the safety of the God of Spiritual Things.

In order to resist the pollution of the "Mother Tree of Desire", He made this piece of evil liquid and covered his body with it.

"Come out!" The large piece of strange dark liquid on Torzner's body all gathered in the most inconspicuous corner.

Soon a mummy appeared in front of Truman. The mummy was wrapped in bandages one after another, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Fortunately, the spiritual force gave me a warning, otherwise if I had wasted time in the inner city, I would have met a mummy who can 'give birth' here."

"Purify"!

Truman once again threw down a purification wave to dispel some of the power that affected Torzner.

"Dream Angel..." Torzner opened his eyes suddenly, saw Truman, and subconsciously hid.

"I don't mean any harm. Can you tell me how you were targeted by 'this man'?"

The mummy-like Torzner looked up at the illusory starry sky, where the dreamy heaven and the "purification" of the Creator were alternately dispersing the pollution from the starry sky and cutting off the mystical connection.

This truly saved Him.

The god of spiritual things, Torzner nodded slightly towards Truman and talked about the source of this pollution.

"About... three days... ago..." Torzner's throat had an obvious friction sound, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't spoken.

"Three days? Are you sure?" Truman interrupted Torzner rudely and asked eagerly.

Three days ago was a very delicate time. On that day, the King of Angels Conference was held, and Truman pointed out the impact of the "Desecrated Slate" on Saslier, making him wake up.

"That means we are really threatening 'God', especially by pointing out the desecration of the Tablets."

This is a very important point, enough for ‘God’ to make certain responses.

Although the current Creator or Sasril can no longer leave the Blasphemy Slate, after taking precautions, "God" cannot easily succeed.

"This at least proves that our preparations are not all in vain..." Truman raised his lips.

"I'm... sure." Torzner, who looked like a mummy, rolled his eyes that seemed to be made of filth.

"Three days ago... my characteristics... were pulled by the gathered power... inevitably... I looked at the starry sky and saw... that bright star."

"That kind of... pollution from the outer gods... descended from the star realm to... bind and capture me."

"Thank you... for your help... Mr. Mian." The mummy awkwardly bowed his head to greet Mian. He spoke as much as he could for hundreds of years, and now his speech is much smoother.

"I don't have the habit of giving freely," Truman pondered for a while and looked at Torzner, "Now we need your help, you can't refuse."

"Of course, to show my sincerity, this thing can be used as a reward." Truman took out the special rag doll directly.

The mummy finally made obvious movement, its eyes widened, and it subconsciously took a half step forward. There was a strong cohesive force bursting out between the two.

But Torzner still has sense and knows that this thing is not so easy to get. Hasn't he known for so many years that this "divine evil" is in Truman's hands?

He did not try to obtain it. Firstly, Truman has not been on earth for hundreds of years. Secondly, he did not have enough bargaining chips. The treasure house left by the Alien King has been basically consumed. This dream angel controls the Creator. treasury.

"I don't have...the right to refuse..."