Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

This priest has a pale golden beard, eyes as clear and innocent as a baby, and a cross pendant hanging on his chest. He looks at all the praying believers with a warm smile.

"What are you planning?" A crow flew from the outside world, landed on the cross, and hung upside down on it in a very wicked way.

It looks at the believers and the preaching priest, and makes a human voice, but no believer notices it.

"Do you want a 'worm of time'?"

Adam looked up and glanced at Amon who was sitting on the cross.

"'Insect of Time'?" The crow's eyes were filled with black rings, staring at Adam. "You want me to help?"

Adam said nothing and just continued his sermon.

The crow jumped up, flew to the head of a believer and jumped twice. The believer's fluffy hair made it very comfortable.

"I'm not interested in your fight. I'd rather go to the land abandoned by the gods and steal 'Fantasy Township'."

The crow sat lazily on the head of the fluffy-haired believer, looking at Adam beside him.

"Fantasy Township?" Adam nodded slightly.

"You can never steal it without being a 'mistake.'" Adam was simply stating a fact.

Where in Gensokyo, which is equivalent to the Kingdom of God, is it so easy to be stolen? Maybe only a real "bug" can exploit a loophole and do this.

The raven jumped up from the shaggy hair and landed on Adam's shoulder.

"There is no difference between me becoming a god now and committing suicide." Amon had a very clear understanding of his own situation.

But he soon changed the subject again, "However, it's okay to give it a try."

"Zorroaster." Adam seemed to have expected such a result, and just said a name softly.

The crow transformed by Amon nodded slightly, flew up and left the church.

Adam was still preaching, and this process lasted for a long time.

Until a certain moment, Adam felt some kind of "notarization" power from the sea of ​​collective subconscious.

That was when Truman nodded and formally agreed to the deal.

The secret deal between the two men was made, notarized by the power of the Creator.

The Creator has a lot of remaining power in this world, and the most powerful ones are the core battlefield where the Creator was assassinated and the Kingdom of the Creator in the place abandoned by God.

Next is the second "blasphemous tablet" in Adam's hand and the divine badge hanging on Truman's chest.

Truman's divine badge was personally empowered by the Creator from the ancient Sun God era. Later, the Ancient Sun God became the Creator, and its power became even greater.

Adam raised his head at this moment and walked out of the church. All the believers turned a blind eye to him. Even in the Kingdom of Solomon, where there were more than a dozen angels, no one noticed his presence.

He is like a tourist outside the world, calmly observing the asymmetrical scenery of the city.

As Adam approached Solomon's palace, at some point he turned in another direction.

Surrounding Solomon's Palace is the Duke's Castle of Solomon's Angels.

There was only one castle in the direction Adam was walking.

It belonged to Alistair Tudor.

After paying a price and reaching a deal with Dream, Adam came here instead of helping Amon obtain the "Insect of Time", or even destroying the Black Emperor's godhood ceremony and planning a war to found a nation.

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A sea of ​​dreams appeared in Truman's eyes, and because of Truman's words, the desperate witch subconsciously raised her head and looked directly into Truman's eyes, and she was instantly crazy.

She saw the sea of ​​dreams in Truman's eyes, and the sea of ​​dreams reflected Truman's mythical creature form.

Against the background of the dreamy starry sky, the dreamy body is like a meditator sitting in the starry sky, looking at the unknown in the distance.

Countless dreamy tentacles intertwined, gently flicking the dreamy bubbles, causing them to collide high in the ocean, like a naughty child bouncing marbles, dreamy and beautiful.

"Dream above!" The Witch of Despair saw Truman's true nature and knelt down on the ground to pray devoutly.

"..." Truman looked at the Witch of Despair and listened to her chants and prayers, feeling unable to feel the slightest emotion in his heart.

While she longs to return to the dreamland and enter the legendary Fantasyland, there is another force surging in the Witch of Despair.

Those were a group of people who were killed by the witch in front of them and given endless pain and despair.

They turned into resentful spirits and became the weapons of this desperate witch, surrounding her all the time. Screaming, trying to bite the witch back.

This resentful soul forms a very sharp contrast with the desperate witch who prays devoutly.

Truman was speechless for a moment. With this way of praying to Mew, even if you pray to death, the statue of Mew will not even look at it.

And gradually, Truman sensed another kind of power in the Witch of Despair.

"Doomsday?" This is the first sequence of the witch's path, which can bring doomsday disasters to the world, and will also become extremely powerful when the real "doomsday" comes.

"Chick?" Truman looked at himself. He had no memory of this person, and even had little contact with the witch.

Those are all orthodox witches with complete knowledge inheritance in the Creator's Heaven.

Those witches are real women, and they all go to the church's enemy base camp to perform.

But not Chick!

In Truman's memory, this person is probably synonymous with perversion and distortion, and is one of the best proofs of the madness at the bottom of the world.

As for the witch in front of her, her original gender is "him", which is very consistent with the chaotic and crazy nature of this world.

"Why is Chike related to Mew? Is it possible that he was beneficiary of the Mew sect?"

Truman guessed a reasonable start.

The Dream Sect, which longs for beauty and creates beauty, has been spreading among humans for thousands of years. It has saved and helped countless people.

"Why do you believe in dreams?" Truman looked at the Witch of Despair.

"This is the oracle of the Witch God, and it is also our own choice."

"But you never got a fantastic response."

"Aren't you responding to me now? You are the dream, the light of the doomsday, and the redemption of madness!"

The Witch of Despair was lying on the ground. After hearing this, she raised her head and looked at Truman, her expression eager and even crazy.

Now even if Truman just asked her to commit suicide in the most ordinary tone, she would not hesitate to pierce her body with an ice spear.

She would even think in her mind that this was a dream test, a necessary stage to go to Fantasyland.

"..." Truman was speechless again. It felt strange and strange to be stared directly at by such a crazy believer.

"Let me see why you believe in me..." Truman's eyes fell on the witch, but his power was already being transmitted to the source of the witch's belief along the direction of his faith.