Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 567 The Complete Dream Council

After sorting out his own gains and integrating "cause and effect", Truman suddenly remembered something.

He opened the first page of the "Dream Book" and reminded all members to prepare for the meeting. By the way, Truman also invited the last member.

Under the starry sky, in the fantasy heaven, several true gods belonging to the Fantasy Parliament appeared one after another, and then Truman also came in.

It was also at this time that everyone looked at the high-backed chair that had been empty for thousands of years.

Klein, wearing a full black suit and a half-high silk hat, slowly emerged on the high-back chair and looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.

“Here…” Klein even felt a kind of peace that he had never felt since becoming an angel.

"Welcome to the 'Dreamland', you are the fourth guest here." Truman chuckled and looked at Klein, congratulating him.

"As you can see, I am the 'stabilizing force' in the 'tug of war' game among everyone here."

"Tug of war", "stabilizing force"... Klein instantly understood what Truman meant.

"No wonder your secret gathering has been kept secret for thousands of years."

Friendship is secondary, the most important thing is interests!

In this world where the underlying rules are chaos and madness, who wouldn't want this kind of "stabilizing force"? Who can give it up after experiencing it? !

"Now you are one of us." Truman pointed to the "secret" symbol on the high-back chair behind Klein.

“…The winner will sit here?” Klein nodded slightly.

"Welcome." The other three looked at Klein and nodded in a friendly manner.

"Hello." Klein felt his heart shaken as he looked at Sasriel, Amanesis, and Lilith.

Although I had expected it, only by sitting here can I experience the shock.

"Okay, now you all know each other, there's no need for me to introduce you all. Let me tell you about some of the gains I made during this trip." Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Truman directly raised this topic.

“…” Klein suddenly felt the same emotions as the “Hanged Man” in his Tarot Club, with all kinds of speculations and shocks.

"There are at least ten Outer Gods. This is what I have felt. They have attacked me before." Truman's face turned serious.

This number made Klein's heart jump again.

"The most powerful among them is the 'Fallen Mother Goddess'. Although she is no longer a 'pillar', she can still use her symbol."

"Given our current strength, we will definitely lose when the end comes."

“Three is not enough?” Klein glanced at the others and asked carefully.

"None of the three of us is in complete condition, this is the most fatal." Truman shook his head slightly.

"Unlike me, although both of you are 'pillars', your opponents are not only outside the barrier but also inside your body."

"On the premise of suppressing your predecessor and maintaining your sanity, the combat power you can exert now may be at the level of the current 'Fallen Mother Goddess'."

"So how many do you think you can beat?"

"One is fine, two is stressful, and three might be held back."

"Of course, if any of you want to go crazy, you can ignore what I say."

Truman is the one who has actually fought against those Outer Gods, and he has the most say at this time.

"And the current situation is that the Outer Gods are likely to cooperate to a certain extent and kill us first and then snatch the Essence."

Klein's face stiffened as he thought of the Outer Gods who had fled at superluminal speed because of him.

If he really entered the starry sky in his current state, he might face more than just three Outer Gods...

"So we need source material." Amanesis looked at Klein and said softly. "Western Continent?" Klein reacted instantly.

“Now, I should be able to open a gap…” Klein said after thinking for a moment.

Because of Truman's "Dinghai Shenzhen", he is in very good condition now and can use "Source Castle" to "open the door" on the seal.

"I can go there." Truman quickly raised his hands to show that he was a good fighter.

"You're going?" Sasriel glanced at Truman and said, "Well, there's no other choice."

Both Klein and “Him” now need time to balance their spiritual will and integrate themselves, and it may not make much sense for the other two to go.

"Then it's decided on you, but you need to help me get the 'Mother Nest' here." Lilith said.

"Sure, it won't be a problem to bring the 'River of Everlasting Darkness' over here as well." Truman glanced at Amanisis.

"Okay." Amanisis nodded slightly.
Very good, all members of the Dream Council have reached a consensus.

"Okay, I'll take you there sometime."

"Well...you should also notify other promising true gods and be prepared." Truman thought for a moment and added.

"it is good."

"Then I have one last thing to ask you. Where is Bethel?" Truman looked at Klein.

"He is in my spirit, helping me play tug of war." Klein had nothing to be reluctant about. If possible, he didn't even want Bethel to participate in this tug of war.

"Then get ready." Truman stood up and walked towards Klein.

Klein's body stiffened. He took a deep breath, relaxed himself, and suppressed the will of the Lord of Mysteries in his body.

With the "stabilizing force", Bethel's effect in this tug-of-war is relatively limited.

"Bear with it!" Under the cautious gazes of the other three, Truman reached out to Klein's head.

This carelessness may lead to a fight between the two "old days".

After approaching Klein's head, Truman's hand suddenly became illusory and entered the spiritual world.

At the same time, Klein's "forehead" opened.

Does this count as a craniotomy in the mystical sense?

Inside Klein’s cracked head was a chaotic gray mist, which was the manifestation of Klein’s sea of ​​consciousness.

In that chaotic fog, there seemed to be some strange balance. Klein's consciousness had basically reached a balance with the Lord of Mysteries.

"Bethel." Truman called softly.

And after his voice rang out, a faint starlight suddenly lit up in the chaotic gray fog.

Truman's eyes lit up and he decisively reached out to grab the starlight.

The Lord of Mysteries did not stop him, and Klein also restrained his instincts.

"Come out." said Menghuan.

hum!
Truman's hand suddenly withdrew, holding the ball of starlight.

The starlight instantly expanded after leaving the gray mist and became a human-shaped outline.

Klein closed his "forehead" and stretched out his hand to pull two copies of the "Star Key" characteristics from the "Source Castle" and merged them into the starlight.

"You're being too reckless." Truman frowned, but his hands moved quickly and he stuffed a ball of light into Bethel's gradually solidifying body.

(End of this chapter)