The finger of the "Fallen Creator" rests on the "Slate of Blasphemy."
This divine object transformed from the body of "God" showed unimaginable power. When Truman stepped out, it was like countless suns exploding around him. This made Truman feel the temperature of the surface of a real star. .
"Disperse." Truman said softly, and then each sun turned into a dream bubble, bursting with the wind and turning into nothingness. The temperature that could melt and evaporate the earth also cooled down.
"All your wishes come true" has been perfectly embodied.
The eyes of the "Fallen Creator" changed, and a storm at the speed of light, the eyes behind the curtain, and the illusory spiritual world all erupted at the same time.
Truman still walked leisurely, getting closer and closer to the "Fallen Creator".
All the attacks that should have fallen on him turned into dreamy bubbles and flew away, very beautiful.
"You are getting closer and closer to that step." The "Fallen Creator" narrowed his eyes slightly and felt more things from Truman.
"Have you seen the true symbol of the Old Ones?" the Fallen Creator asked, and He got the answer.
"It turns out to be the 'end'." His "omniscience and omnipotence" authority was naturally triggered, and he knew about the war that took place at the end of the Fourth Age.
"I hate talking to you the most. You already know most of it without me even opening my mouth." A mirror-like halo appeared behind Truman.
The halo exudes dreamy and colorful colors, and outside the halo there are also tiny but terrifying symbols one after another.
That is the "sun", the "storm", the "night"... They are the authority that Truman obtained from the true God.
"He actually trusts you so much?" The "Fallen Creator"'s eyes fell on the symbol behind Truman's head. "Omniscient and omnipotent" has a lot of authority!
"No, it's just that He can't beat me now." Truman was in a good mood, as if an Extraordinary of the "Reader" path were showing off his collection, feeling inexplicably satisfied.
"..." The "Fallen Creator" had nothing to say. He waved his hand, and the words on the "blasphemous slate" flew up one by one.
That was the original potion recipe.
Under the will of this "fallen creator", these initial knowledge became dangerous, and there were vague symbols condensed in it.
That is the knowledge of all existing magic medicine pathways, and naturally it is the power of all magic medicine pathways!
There are a total of twenty-two divine ways of power, which is more than what Truman has mastered!
The sun, storm, night, moon...the power of these channels erupted at the same time and at the same place. The scene was really unimaginable. Klein, who had been peeping through the isolation of the "Source Castle", quickly closed the "Source Castle". "Fort", huddled inside and didn't dare to look out.
There was a moment of turmoil in the God-forsaken land, but under the suppression of "Fantasy Township", it could not make waves.
As a battlefield, the giant palace was trembling violently, but under the protection of the dream power, it could not be broken and could only bear it silently.
laugh!
With a slight noise, all the movements in the palace calmed down.
That authority, that knowledge never seemed to appear.
The "Spear of Destiny" in Truman's hand has already pierced the chest of the "Fallen Creator".
This situation is so similar to the assassination at the end of the Third Age. It was also the dream angel who killed the Creator.
"Go to sleep for a few more years. I guess it won't be long before you wake up again. I'll kill you then."
"At that time, you won't be able to kill if you want." The "Fallen Creator" had already anticipated the current situation. It was not surprising. Being able to see the progress of the dream now has achieved its goal.
"Oh, I'm really miserable. I have to guard against this and that." Truman lamented to himself, and then the "Spear of Destiny" in his hand penetrated deeper into the body of the "Fallen Creator", and the dreamy phosphorescence completely killed his will.
After Truman confirmed that he could no longer be saved, he released the "Spear of Destiny" and let it dissipate naturally.
——This "Spear of Destiny" came out of the scroll just like Truman now, and is just a trace of a message.
The body of the "Fallen Creator" also turned into nothing as the "Spear of Destiny" dissipated.
"Goodbye." The "Fallen Creator" said goodbye, as if he were going home and meeting a friend to play with you tomorrow.
His resurrection is unstoppable. As long as Adam and Sasriel merge, He will definitely wake up. There is no solution to this.
At that time, He really couldn't be solved by Truman if he wanted to.
Truman waved his hand, and the "blasphemous slate" fell into his hands.
In fact, he had already seen the "blasphemous slate" shortly after waking up in the "City of Deep Darkness", but it was only now that he actually got it in his hands to study it.
"Incarnated by the body of the Creator..." Truman frowned slightly. He did not have the authority of "omniscience", and it was not easy to thoroughly study this stone slab.
But at this moment, Truman raised his eyebrows, "What, you want it?"
His tone was not so friendly anymore.
"That's the teacher's thing. Of course I don't dare." Amon's voice echoed in the palace.
His true form has already left the Giant King's Court, but he still deliberately left a worm of time to determine the final result. If possible, he could find a loophole and get some precious things.
But now, it's gone...
"Hmph." Truman snorted, and he began to dissipate, and the "blasphemous slate" was sent to Truman Manor by him.
"It's really wonderful!" After Truman left for a while, Klein from the "Origin Castle" came back after confirming that it was safe, and brought the Silver City team over.
"Here..." When the Silver City team came to this palace, they were all shocked.
Under the purification of dreamy phosphorescence, the "Sea of Chaos" will naturally leave no pollution.
It's just that an extremely terrifying battle took place here, and those of them who are not far from the Giant King's Court still know about it.
"Dream purifies the fallen evil spirits." Klein explained and motioned for Derrick to step forward.
Derrick was slightly startled, then slowly stepped forward and pushed open the door that had been sealed for thousands of years.
Wisps of sunlight poured in through the cracks in the door, adding a different color to the palace at dusk.
"Is this real sunshine?" Derrick Berg said in confusion.
The sky in "Fantasy Township" is all dreamy and colorful. This kind of pure golden sunshine can only be seen by those who are extraordinary in the "sun" path.
"We are back to the real world." Lovia raised her hand, as if catching a ray of golden light, and said softly.
Klein watched all of this silently, then let out a breath, confirmed that his ritual was completed, took out the potion that he had already prepared, and drank it in one gulp.
From today on, He is a dual-path angel.