Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Father Costel's face was solemn, and he began to pray to the Circle of Destiny devoutly, praying for the power of the Circle of Destiny to come.

This actually involves a confrontation between the pollution powers of two alien gods, and has nothing to do with the Extraordinary Ones themselves.

This planet is exposed to the starry sky, accumulating pollution from the outer gods all the time.

In this kind of fateful civilization, the ring of fate is undoubtedly dominant, and the power of the mother tree of desire cannot yet overwhelm it.

In this case, the results are obvious.

It's very interesting... Amon pushed up his monocle, looking at the battle in front of him, always feeling eager to try.

The final outcome of the battle between the two gifted ones is the collision of two great forces.

How about you steal the 'Ring of Fate' badge? Truman suddenly suggested.

Amon seemed to have heard something wrong, and then looked at Truman with a smile, Do you think I'm stupid?

Don't worry, the teacher will protect you! Truman seemed to really want to see Amon steal the power of the outer gods.

This time Amon's little face wrinkled up. He likes to take risks and seeks pleasure, but this seems to be a bit beyond his capabilities...

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

Don't I want to protect you! Truman coughed lightly, then looked at the huge tree, How about you steal this? The power of 'fate' is indeed a bit strong.

The best thing to steal is the knowledge related to outer gods.

Truman's words made Amon very moved, and his hands frequently reached out to the tree of desire, but at the critical moment, he retreated back.

This seems to be the first time that the teacher has asked me to steal something from someone other than you! Interesting! Amon quickly adjusted his condition and glanced at Truman. A bunch of Time Worms gathered in front of him.

The number of Amon increased.

Why me? The newly appeared Amon clone looked a little speechless.

Could it be me? Amon blinked like a schizophrenic, fully demonstrating his oppression and persecution of his clone.

... Amon's clone no longer cares about the main body. He looked at the tree body whose vitality was gradually dissipating under the power of fate, showing some interest.

Like the original body, he is willing to take risks and pursue pleasure.

He stretched out his right hand and launched Steal towards the withering tree.

Truman snapped his fingers and used the wish of Miracle Master to appropriately amplify Amon's probability of success.

The stealing of Amon's clone went smoothly. It stole some information from the rampaging tree, but it was soon dyed crimson.

At this moment, Amon's clone inevitably lost control. His body became huge and began to transform into a tree. The magic robe was torn, flesh and blood rolled, and flowers and tentacles began to grow.

But the changes in the clone are just the beginning. There seems to be a layer of crimson spreading in Amon's monocle!

Without the protection of the barrier, the pollution of the external gods is even more exaggerated. They can follow some mystical connections on the clones and pollute the original body.

Amon felt a rare panic, because this time stealing was his initiative, and the Creator's protection on him was triggered a step too late, failing to completely block the pollution!

Actively stealing the contamination of an alien god will have an irreversible impact on his state!

Tsk! Truman looked at the huge clone of Amon and sighed immediately. The power of this pollution is really weird!

He directly smashed the Book of Dreams onto Amon's head, and the strong dreamy phosphorescence exploded, directly expelling the crimson outer god pollution from Amon's body.

Truman stretched out his hand to grab it and activated stealing, grabbing the pollution on the two Amons.

——After Amon's experiments, he was able to determine that although the aura of the alien god was strange, it would not cause much pollution to him, and it was within the tolerable range of the Dream Book.

A dreamy tentacle suddenly appeared behind Truman, with the dreamy bubble at the top wrapping the wisp of pollution.

A turbulent flow of information surged out of Truman's sage's robe, and he was using his information technology capabilities to forcibly analyze the information contained in this polluted aura.

'Stingy man', 'sex addict', 'actor', 'honouree'...

A lot of information about the Desire Cultists appeared in Truman's mind.

Thank you again for your contribution to Amon’s clone!

Truman analyzed enough information from the ray of pollution, and then sent the ray of pollution back to the huge tree in the battle.

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

Too ugly! Amon looked at his dead mutated clone with slight disgust.

Actually, I feel pretty good. Truman stole the Insect of Time from the mutant, soaked it in the Sea of ​​Dreams to disinfect it, and then threw it to Amon.

You did a great job this time. I've specially approved that you can go out and play by yourself. Truman said to Amon.

After this lesson, Amon would no longer dare to steal the polluted aura of foreign gods at will.

And you, Bethel. Truman looked at Bethel, who had been silent all this time, and he really looked at it, silently recording everything here.

You can start preparing for your ceremony. The requirement of the ceremony is to leave legends in nine places outside the planet, but they don't have to be all in this world.

Truman winked at Bethel and continued, There will be another chance in the future!

Um... Bethel was stunned, You mean...

We all have a chance. We probably have a few hundred years. After that, we have to go back and face God.

Okay! I will not disappoint the teacher! Bethel seemed to have misunderstood again. It was really not because of his ritual that he chose to find more planets.

Of course, the ritual of leaving legends in nine places outside the earth itself has some hidden conditions.

As long as you find a living planet, you can basically complete the ritual. But if you are not satisfied, and you have to search for nine worlds and leave legends for each, then the effect of the ritual should be the best.

It's just that it takes too long, and ordinary wanderers really don't dare to play like this. The starry sky is too dangerous, and they may die on the way.

Yeah, but if you find any traces of the outer gods, remember to tell me. Truman reminded him softly, watching Bethel and Amon leave one after another.

Both of them also have 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 ready to live in the Church of Fate.

There must be the most complete record about the Circle of Fate, and there Truman can see the gifts experienced by the so-called fateful ones.