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Lord of Mysteries:Dream

If an ancient scholar searches through the mists of history, he or she will find such an existence: Pope of the night, Angel of the Creator, The hidden emperor of the empire, … He is also the perfect mentor; Wanmen’s guidance, The original source of pain... No one knows where he came from, only that he was born with knowledge and has been with him for years. Let us chant his honorable name together: Spirit of truth, pure man, master of dreams, supreme beyond all eternity

MERCPHOBIA00019 · 書籍·文学
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581 Chs

Trajectory

In the Church of Bones, the mighty bloody storm has subsided, with Medici and Ourolius flanking Adam on the left and right.

After a great battle, the three angel kings were not in very good condition.

The divine robes on Adam's body are mostly damaged, and the damaged dragon scales on the surface of his body can be seen.

Facing such two opponents, Adam could no longer remain detached.

"You can't take away my characteristics today!" The mark of the flag between Medici's eyebrows became more and more blood-red, and it felt like it had turned into substance.

His condition is not very good either, and the pollution on his body is trying to corrode his spirit.

Adam seemed not to have heard. He looked at Medici, gently raised the silver cross in his hand, and touched his eyebrows.

Both Ourolius and Medici were on alert, guarding against Adam's sudden attack.

"Not necessarily." A voice suddenly came from behind Medici.

The air in the Bone Church suddenly solidified, Ourolius's pupils tightened, and he looked at the opposite side with a hard body.

laugh!

A slight sound broke the silence of the Bone Church, and a dark red sword stabbed from behind, piercing Medici's heart.

"You won't die anyway, it's better to donate your characteristics to gods in need." "Sauron" said lightly, and a monocle appeared in his right eye.

"Amon!?" Medici shouted angrily.

"Tsk, I had already guessed that you would take action against Einhorn, so I stole Sauron's destiny and let Adam hypnotize me, just for now."

Amon was very happy to hear Medici's screams and couldn't help but say a few more words.

Amon, who stole Sauron's destiny, is still Amon. Only through Adam's hypnosis can Amon become "Sauron" and deceive all angels and gods.

As for the previous "fall", it was not personally used by the "True Creator", and its impact on Amon was really limited.

"Tsk! What a good brother." Medici glanced at Amon and Adam and snorted. He no longer had the ability to resist.

Buzz!

Around this time, the war in the outside world was decided, and the characteristics of Medici, Einhorn, and Sauron created an unparalleled cohesion!

Medici frowned and controlled his body with difficulty to complete a self-destruction.

"I will remember this time." Medici's voice came from outside the Bone Church.

Ouroleus took a deep look at Adam and Amon, spread out his angel wings, and turned into a stream of light to move away from the church.

"I'll only help you this time." Amon looked at Adam and said, "Next time, you have to use Pales in exchange."

Afterwards, Amon and Sauron separated their fates and threw a bloody crown covered with rust in their hands.

After Medici's body exploded, the bloody star points gradually gathered into the characteristics of the "Conqueror" and the uniqueness of the "Red Priest".

This body only has these two characteristics, and the others are divided.

"How did you convince Meng Meng?" Amon suddenly asked.

He sensed a familiar power in Medici, but strangely, that power was still dormant until now.

"I didn't convince him, I just beat Medici."

Truman has already reminded that if Medici hides in the "Real Kingdom of God" or even returns to the "Creator's Kingdom of Heaven" at this time, even if the "Red Priest" ritual is completed, he will not be harmed in any way.

Alistair Tudor's attempt to be promoted to "Red Priest" will also completely fail.

But Medici chose to accept Adam's "Gauntlet" and lost in the end. His uniqueness and "conqueror" characteristics were the price he had to pay.

Adam held in his hand the tripartite nature and uniqueness.

"Scoff!" Amon sneered and left the Church of Bones. He was very concerned about the answer, but it was obvious that he couldn't get it from Adam.

Adam took the "Red Priest" in his hand, glanced at the bloody flag mark, and asked softly.

"Do you want to wash away this mark?"

"Not at all."

Buzz!

The edge of the bloody banner suddenly condensed into a dreamy mark.

Truman's voice came from it.

"I also want to see what the fourth 'pillar' is."

The most special ones in the entire universe must be those four pillars, but let alone the resurrected "God" and "Lord of Mysteries", even if only the symbolic "Fallen Mother Goddess" is left lying on the moon, who would dare to go up there?

But there is one pillar who cannot appear until the end of the universe.

Truman also has a strong curiosity about this fourth pillar.

"..." The movements in Adam's hands froze for a moment, and then he nodded slightly, "You really know."

"Not only do I understand, I can also help you."

Truman's voice no longer comes out, but the dream symbol has not disappeared from the uniqueness of the "Red Priest".

Adam was silent for a few breaths, ignored the symbol, and followed a certain cohesion to combine the three "Conqueror" characteristics and uniqueness into the "Red Priest" potion.

This was a blood-red liquid full of rust. The liquid stretched and eventually became a blood-red divine robe. It was pulled by some kind of force and headed directly towards Alistair Tudor.

Adam watched the "Red Priest" potion seep into Alistar's body, slowly turned around, and looked in another direction.

boom!

The whole world shook violently, and countless people looked up and saw the second "sun" in the sky.

The divine war that had been brewing suddenly started in the star realm, and both the "sun" and the sea of ​​dreams appeared in that strange dimension full of abstract authority.

Truman's true body and the "sun" took action against the four true gods who had been staring at him.

That's not easy to deal with. Without the Dream Book in hand, the limit of what can be done is to hold it back.

"Dream!" Chike suddenly looked up at the star world, about to jump up, but at this moment, a shadow cross became infinitely huge, standing between heaven and earth.

Sasriel stood on it, looking down at the world, "You can't go up there."

He stretched out his hand and pulled, and the shadows of the entire world seemed to be pulled by Him, forming a completely wrapped world, shrouding Chike in it.

"Get away!" Chike screamed sharply, and countless black and sticky tentacles turned into ice and black flames, beating the shadow world crazily.

Saslier also had a serious expression on his face. He intuitively felt that something bad would happen to Truman when he faced this witch, so he stopped her here.

"Good brother!" The "Hidden Sage" took everything in sight from high in the sky, secretly sighing that Sasril was indeed reliable.

It is best not to meet Chik at this time to avoid any accidents.

"Alistair Tudor..." Truman looked at the "meat ball" whose body was on the verge of collapse.

Now Alistair Tudor is on the verge of madness and out of control, transformed into a ball of flesh filled with pollution.

But unfortunately, this ball of flesh did not really lose control. Instead, it gradually ascended to the throne of God and became a crazy existence like an ancient god.

The fateful trajectories coincided strangely, and the Blood Emperor appeared in this world.

"But...I am the overall situation!"

In the fourth era, that is, he no longer needs to deliberately plan.

Just go downstream, and his will is the trend of history.

Truman snapped his fingers, and the torrent of information was like a river of stars falling from the sky, shining on the whole world.