Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 571 Don’t Wake Up
Generally speaking, dreamers dream about themselves.

So who would be the protagonist in the dream of the "primitive creator"?
This simple question immediately caused Truman, who was closest to the old days and only needed to find and awaken his own symbol to become a complete old day, to fall into a state of shutdown.

The dream sea water in the "Book of Dreams" poured out with such force that it seemed to submerge the "City of Disaster".

And in this leaking sea water, the "original witch" Chick kept wading in the sea water, and the black and red flag of disaster behind her kept opening a path in the turbulent sea water, gradually approaching Truman in the center.

"Soon we will be together forever...eat you...no!Fuse with you!"

Chick's bright face was filled with a sickly blush, and his appetite could no longer be concealed. After approaching Truman, he directly reached out to open the "Book of Dreams".

"Hmm?" The morbid smile on Chick's face suddenly froze, and he looked up into Truman's eyes.

"How can you assume that I don't know the meaning of 'First Dream'?"

The chaotic stars in Truman's eyes had calmed down and he looked calmly at Chick who was walking towards him.

"You knew that a long time ago?" Chick was surprised at first, then felt it made sense.

"Not too early, just now." Truman shook his head slightly, "Before you told me the truth, I subconsciously avoided thinking about this problem. This may be the reason why I didn't dare to get too close to the source when I just woke up."

When he woke up in the Second Age, Truman had already been close to the source and had a strong sense of crisis.

Before his consciousness was completely stabilized, the "Original Dream" approached the original source, which might lead to the awakening of the "Original Creator".

But now, Truman has reshaped almost the entire "Book of Dreams". His consciousness is so stable that he is no longer afraid of that kind of instinctive impact. As long as he doesn't eat the source material, there will generally be no problem.

"I see..." Chick laughed, seeming happy to be able to help Truman.

But this smile soon turned sour. His nostrils twitched slightly, as if he smelled something, and his eyes suddenly burst into an uncontrollable appetite.

"You smell even better, I really can't help it!"

The flying black hair behind Chick suddenly expanded into giant pythons, and the flag of disaster was also waved violently, with extremely powerful force pouring into Chick's body.

"..." Truman looked at Chick expressionlessly, stretched out his hand, and easily touched Chick's forehead.

As I said before, no matter how strong Chike is, he is just a true god who controls the essence.

"Perhaps I should thank you, because you enlightened me. Now I have some ideas about the symbolism of the 'First Dream'."

This is also the reason why Truman becomes more "fragrant" in Chick's eyes.

He had already integrated all the uniqueness before coming here, and now that he has found the last piece of the puzzle, it seems that he can try to take that last step.

"All your sufferings stem from your own distortion..."

Truman looked at Chick and pointed his finger at him, making him unable to move. He could only listen to the final judgment helplessly.

“Dreams cannot save you, but they can bring you to the ultimate peace. You will get everything you want in your dreams.”

"Including you?" Chick suddenly broke free from Truman's control, looked at Truman and asked with a smile.

"That was your dream, go to sleep. Reality is too bitter, so don't wake up."

Truman said this in the most gentle tone, as if he was comforting a naughty child and singing a melodious lullaby.

But what was completely different from his tone was that Truman's fingers pointed straight forward, with the light of destiny blooming at his fingertips.

There were no surprises. Even if the disaster flag kept trying to pour out the endless disaster, it could not change the final outcome. Chick closed his eyes and turned into a bright dream bubble. The disaster flag also fell into Truman's hands.

"Don't move." Truman glanced at the Flag of Disaster that wanted to get into his body. Under the authority of "Dream", it gradually calmed down.

It is the materialization of "City of Disaster" and its core, similar to the blue-black light gate to "Source Castle".

"Let's start with the source material first." Truman thought for a moment and engraved his own mark on the fluttering flag, sealed it, and then threw it back into the bloody city.

After all, "City of Disaster" is the source material, and he cannot carry it with him, so he can only seal it here.

"As for these characteristics..." Truman looked at the characteristics that Chick had left behind, and put them away with a wave of his hand.

"It's time for the next one." Truman put away the "Book of Dreams" and removed the thick layer of protection.

"What's going on over there? I'm doing fine now. I've already dealt with one."

Truman sends messages to members of the Dream Council through the "Book of Dreams".

But it was also at this time that Truman frowned and looked at the "Book of Dreams", noticing that his connection with the North and South Continents seemed to have been cut off.

Truman was not panicked, but instead had a sense of reality that "it's finally here".

"Using Shenzhou as a cage to trap me? Isolating me from the battlefield?" Truman understood the purpose of the "Lord of Mysteries". Now he was indeed somewhat disruptive to the balance.

"Hehe," Truman remained calm. He was not afraid in the first place, and now he cared even less.

"Besides, are you treating the Dream Parliament without me as a soft persimmon?" Truman laughed.

……

Klein came to "Fantasy Town". When he couldn't contact Truman, "Fantasy Town" took on the responsibility of the "Book of Dreams".

"Trumen can no longer be contacted. He is trapped in the Western Continent. For the time being, I cannot open a passage to and from the continent."

Klein's voice followed the connection of cause and effect and reached the ears of the other members.

"understood."

"Not surprising." Sasriel and Amanisis' voices responded.

"Hmm?" Klein raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Lilith didn't come." Amanesis' voice sounded again, "I'll go over there."

"It seems that this was arranged by the Fallen Mother Goddess. The Lord of Mysteries and Him probably reached a certain tacit understanding."

Sasriel's voice sounded, without any emotion.

"Klein, continue to try to attract Truman, and at the same time be on guard against the 'Lord of Mysteries' in your body."

“Okay.” Klein came to “Fantasy Town” to take advantage of the special features of “Fantasy Town” and to fight with the “Lord of Mysteries”.

"What about you?" Klein asked curiously. It was obvious that this Creator would not sit idle.

"I'm already in the 'Storm Abyss'." Sasriel's calm voice seemed to carry a hint of the heat of wind and thunder.

(End of this chapter)