Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 555 The Creator Returns

The effect of the combined attack of the outer gods was so terrifying that it still affected the Earth despite Truman's full defense.

External earthquakes, tsunamis, etc. are minor problems. Many awakened angels are dispatched to suppress these large-scale disasters.

Most of the contamination in the mystical sense was transmitted to the barrier formed by the gods.

The gods who woke up from the double vision of becoming a god automatically used their own authority to reinforce the barrier. For a moment, the entire star realm was colorful and bright.

"Where's Adam?" Medici also returned to normal and noticed Adam's disappearance at the first moment.

At the same time, he also noticed a certain atmosphere that was now permeating the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

He subconsciously traced back and tore the space apart at its weak point.

The sound of surging sea water rang in his ears, and Medici looked up to the end of this space.

"Adam? No! It's..." Medici's eyes suddenly widened, "...Lord?!"

The Medici have only one god they believe in, and that is the ancient sun god of the Second Age and the Creator of the Third Age!
At this moment, Medici understood something. He bowed his head slightly to show respect, "…Welcome back."

"It's you, Medici." The Creator, or Sasriel, looked at Medici and nodded slightly. His eyes were still gentle, with the radiance of humanity.

After merging with Adam, He has returned to the state of the Creator of the Third Age. Of course, in terms of strength, He is closer to the ancient sun god who fought against the ancient gods in the Second Age.

Now His humanity overwhelms His divinity, and His state is perfect.

"Why at this time?" Medici looked up at Sasriel and asked.

After all, the current Medici is no longer the Angel King of the past. As the "Lord of War", He is equal to Sasriel in status.

"Because this world needs me." Sasriel chuckled and raised his hand to point to the star realm.

Medici followed the direction he pointed and looked towards the astral realm. The power of the gods was blocking the erosion and pollution of the outer gods.

"Will the barrier break today?" Medici's face changed slightly, and he thought of the most extreme situation.

"…Not yet." Sasriel shook his head slightly, "It's just that today's events obviously can't be easily resolved."

"Mew alone is not enough."

"Is Menghuan alone not enough?" Medici asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's not enough." The dark sea water behind Sasriel continued to surge, and the surging shadows and spiritual power on his body were also constantly merging.

With the priorities clearly defined and no resistance, the fusion of the two was very smooth, but due to time constraints, the two had not yet completely become one.

Medici was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly to Sasriel, and transformed himself into a fire giant, walked into the star realm, and integrated his power into the barrier built by the gods.

At this moment, all true gods are in the same camp, and all true gods have the responsibility to protect this planet and the believers on the planet.

Sasriel also looked at the astral realm distorted by authority and symbols. The shadow power on his body began to gradually shift, and the spiritual power representing "fantasy" began to dominate.

"Based on previous research results, it is possible to achieve this level with 'Visionary' as the foundation."

Sasriel said to himself.

It was also at this time that His expression gradually became solemn, and He announced His return to the world in a low voice.

"I am one and I am ten thousand. I am the beginning and the end."

His eyes suddenly became illusory, and the sea behind him that seemed to contain all colors and all possibilities suddenly surged and directly submerged his body.

He raised his right hand and grasped a silver cross. "Sun."

A blazing but illusory sun suddenly appeared above His head.

"storm."

On His left side, symbols of lightning, strong winds, and ocean waves interweave into a shadow that looks down on everything.

"White Tower."

To his right, a tall white tower with many brass eyes rose from the ground.

These imaginary authorities and symbols, driven by the chaotic sea, were thrown into Sasriel's body one after another.

"I know Truman likes this sentence very much, but I can only tell him that this sentence has always belonged to me."

A fleeting smile appeared on Sasriel's face, and then he took the first step towards his loyal star realm.

The chaotic, dark sea that contained all colors and possibilities suddenly rose, and Sasriel's body expanded into a huge light and shadow that could support the heaven and earth.

This light and shadow walked on the dark and chaotic water surface, raised its hand and pointed at the star realm, and solemnly declared:
"Let there be light!"

These words have always belonged to Him and are most suitable for Him.

The sacred declaration resounded throughout the astral realm, and then the astral realm also responded to its master.

The entire starry sky lit up, and no secrets could be hidden anymore. The kingdom of the gods, the original barrier, and the dreamlike protection, all appeared before His eyes.

"..." Truman's mouth twitched, and he turned around to see a ray of light that penetrated the sky and the earth walking towards him.

The appearance of light and shadow frightened all the true gods except the members of the Dream Council and Medici.

He awakened many people from nightmares thousands of years ago, when they could only look up at this light.

His mere existence brings unparalleled pressure to the world.

The sky-high light and shadow standing in the starry sky provided another layer of defense for the world, and the initial barrier became more solid.

“Leave this to me.” Guangying stood in the star realm. He was the “Lord of the Star Realm” and this barrier was also under His control.

"Okay!" Truman didn't say much at this time, but retracted his gaze and looked outside the barrier.

Is he a man who is willing to hide behind a barrier and get beaten?

"Reality." Truman called softly.

The Book of Dreams shines brightly at this moment, but then retreats in the next moment, and the whole book becomes mediocre.

The gods' eyes shifted between Antigonus, who had just become the "real god", and Truman.

The change just now was too fast for them to judge accurately, but it was enough to see that the existence of Antigonus did make Truman seem a little stronger.

"Is this the meaning of the existence of the True God of Dreams?" Then they thought of Roselle, the God of Dreams. Now the ritual of the Supreme Dream has been completed halfway...

"Hmph!" The brilliance in Truman's eyes faded, and he took a step forward.

He was originally standing on the initial barrier, but this small area was two different worlds.

"Face the dream!"

Truman stood in the starry sky, facing the malice of more than ten old figures!
(End of this chapter)