Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

There is a soul in each light cocoon hanging on the blue-black light door.

These souls have different skin colors and can be found in every race. The only thing that is the same is probably that these souls all carry a unique vitality.

After thousands of years of suspension, these soul bodies still maintain sufficient vitality.

One of the light cocoons has been broken open, and there is nothing inside, fluttering in the wind.

The causal thread in Truman's hand trembled violently, and Amanisis also saw the scene in the "Origin Castle" through Truman, and saw the light cocoon where he had stayed for countless years.

They became gods and spent a long time, but the initial memory is a very important part of their cognition and still occupies an important position in their memory.

It's like the childhood that ordinary people can never return to, a childhood full of happiness and a youth full of regrets.

And almost at the moment Truman saw the historical hole, a certain light cocoon adjacent to the empty light cocoon on the light door broke open, and a soul fell into the real world.

laugh!

The sky in the inner space of "Origin Castle" suddenly tore open a velvet curtain to wrap this soul body.

Truman's face became solemn, he held the book of dreams in his hand, sprinkled a large area of ​​dreamy phosphorescence, and used the "dream" power.

"Stop!" Dream said.

The velvet curtain suddenly stopped, unable to get closer to the fragile soul.

But when Truman took action, the entire "Origin Castle" fell into riots, and the power belonging to the "Lord of Mysteries" began to resist "Dream".

Illusory portals are constantly taking shape in space, trying to transport the velvet curtain in front of the soul body.

At the same time, countless "loopholes" were created, trying to get out from being surrounded by the "dream" power.

But without the subordinate power of "Origin Castle", it cannot defeat "Dream".

The collision of dreamy phosphorescence and gray-white mist annihilated each other, silent but intense.

After several struggles, the velvet curtain failed to make any breakthrough, and finally the soul fell into the real world, while the velvet curtain was hidden behind the blue-black light door, not giving Truman the slightest chance.

The entire "Origin Castle" has also entered a closed state again.

"Tsk!" That velvet curtain is definitely a very important part of the "Lord of Mysteries" layout, but that's why it's impossible for him to get it.

If he dares to enter the "Origin Castle", he will be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and his fate will probably be similar to the "secret" of the Chaos Sea.

He might have lost that tug-of-war on the spot.

"Is this a 'Lord of Mysteries' about to appear?" Amanisis asked softly as he watched the soul fall into the real world.

"No, it probably won't work yet. The end of the world is still two hundred years away."

And before the end, the will of the "Lord of Mysteries" will not be weakened enough to allow the other angels to become gods.

"Then..." Amanissis seemed to realize something.

The "Lord of Mysteries" is the best at deception. This soul must not be as simple as it seems.

"Yes." Truman nodded slightly, confirming Amanisis's guess, "There may be other existences."

Amanisis was silent for a while and said softly, "Then you have to solve it. Now there are cracks in the barrier."

As the end approaches, loopholes and cracks have begun to appear in the original barrier. They, the true gods who plug the cracks, must always be wary of the outer gods.

"Yeah." Truman chuckled and looked at the fallen soul, which was within the current Solomon Empire.

Today's Solomon Empire is no longer what it was back then. With such a "variable" in, it might be possible to turn the situation around.

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pain!

Huang Tao woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and saw the sky outside the window like a black velvet curtain, with a red moon hanging high and shining red moonlight.

The stars were twinkling, and Huang Tao's eyes widened blankly, as if he was demented.

After a long time, Huang Tao jumped up from the bed and looked at his surroundings with wide eyes.

"Hiss! Have I traveled through time?" Huang Tao's head was in severe pain, and he was deeply merging with this body.

"Ancient Europe, the Empire, the Renaissance..." Huang Tao learned about the era he lived in from his memory, and quickly found similar records in his memory.

He traveled through time and was reborn as a descendant of a down-and-out noble.

"My mobile browser and computer hidden files haven't been deleted yet..."

Huang Tao's eyes were dazed, unable to accept the whole fact.

"Dad, mom..."

Huang Tao thought of something, and his mood was agitated. His first reaction was to find the reason for the time travel, and then go back!

But Huang Tao also knew very well that it would be difficult for him to go back.

He has read so many novels, but very few of them can really go back to the starting point!

"Am I just going to be able to kick nobles and punch emperors all over the world..."

Huang Tao's eyes were blank and he lay down on the bed, his mood was so agitated that it was hard to describe.

Truman came to the window and smiled immediately when he heard these words. Are you not happy?

He was now in a state of psychological invisibility, so he walked directly into the room and saw Huang Tao in person.

With slightly curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips, he looks pretty good.

And the starting point of the entire down-and-out nobles is better than that of the "poor gods" of later generations. At least they have no worries about food, clothing, and two maids!

"This body..." Truman checked the body and found no marks left by the alien god, then nodded and left.

But this time he did not return to "Fantasy Township", but returned to the "Dream Duke" castle in the Solomon Empire.

The castle, which has existed for more than two thousand years, is probably the oldest building in the Solomon Empire.

"Alas! As a time traveler, I don't have a golden finger!" Early the next morning, Huang Tao looked at himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't find the golden finger he had been looking forward to.

"It seems there is, but I can't find it!" He actually thought of a mysterious and strange silver medal in his memory, but he couldn't find it at all!

"It's over, is it possible that I have to start from scratch? Is this so hellish?!"

Huang Tao was frustrated beyond words.

In the Dream Duke Castle, Truman relied on a light curtain in front of him to see everything Huang Tao did.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then reached out and grabbed a silver medal from the void.

This is the silver medal in Huang Tao's memory.

Truman picked up the silver medal and looked at it carefully. The lines on the silver medal were very similar to those on the blue-black light door, and seemed to have some connection with the lines on the "Fool" symbol.

"Open the door." Truman's mind fell on the silver medal and he spoke softly.

The pattern on the silver medal suddenly shone, vaguely connected to the gray mist at the highest point of the spiritual world.

Truman's heart was lifted, and a pure human clone walked out of his side, relying on the connection between the silver medal and "Origin Castle" to jump directly into "Origin Castle".

If you can steal the "Origin Castle" and solve the problem directly at the source, you will never be able to resurrect the dead!