Chapter 88: Starry Sky

Chapter 88: Starry Sky Truman did not forcefully wake up that person, but waited for the critical moment to use it.

"That sense of security is finally back." Truman breathed a sigh of relief.

With the means to deal with it, he will have some sense of security in the heaven of "God".

"Don't worry, at least it will be relatively safe within a thousand years."

Truman nodded slightly to the Hidden Angel and asked, "How is your current condition?"

When one reaches the level of a god, madness is inevitable.

"The effect of the ceremony is very good. There are some problems, but they are not major. I have become familiar with the use of authority."

"If necessary, you can directly summon Dark Night."

The Hidden Angel returned to a semi-hidden state, leaving only a dim shadow.

"Okay." After thinking about it, Truman did not refuse.

"Hmm... I may have to move back. I always feel that the Creator's Heaven is no longer safe."

"Ha..." The Hidden Angel seemed to have some mood swings, and his soft voice became a little erratic, "The believers in the City of Darkness have not seen the Pope for a hundred years."

"If they hadn't known that Saint Truman was not dead yet, a new pope would have taken office by now."

"Ahem!" Truman coughed lightly without changing his expression, "Just tell them that their Pope is going to save the world."

After that, Truman said goodbye to the hidden angel and wandered back to the Creator's Heaven.

This is the territory that Chumen has developed over the past few hundred years, and it cannot be abandoned directly.

"Where have you gone?" Saslier soon found him and asked about the Creator's current condition.

"After the main body met you, he took the initiative to enter a state of silence."

"There may be some trouble with him." Truman expressed some of his guesses.

Saslier's face became solemn, his brows furrowed, and then his face began to look a little strange, and he said thoughtfully, "He didn't tell me, and I couldn't sense anything wrong..."

Truman and Saslier looked at each other and probably understood what the Creator was thinking.

This is the same history as Truman knows, and Sasriel will be the executor of the true will of the Creator.

"The situation is a bit bad..."

"There's no need to be too pessimistic," Truman was now here to persuade Saslier. "As long as you have made it this far, you will truly have the ability to arm-wrestle with that 'God'."

"Fortunately, it's not a direct resuscitation. I may still have the ability to stop that person..." Saslier tapped his finger on the blasphemous slate.

Truman looked at the blasphemous slate, his eyes changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

This thing was transformed into that person's body.

...

Several years have passed, and the Kingdom of the Creator has become more prosperous. Most of the human beings in the world, and even some extraordinary races, have begun to believe in the Creator.

Even the number of followers of Dream Angel has skyrocketed, making Truman's grasp of "everything and fantasy" much stronger.

The most important thing is that the Creator woke up once in the past few years and was in good condition. Truman couldn't tell anything wrong even after looking at it.

"At least there is no danger for the time being."

Truman's pace of moving has slowed down, people are always lazy.

"Teacher." Not Amon, but Bethel.

Bethel has been promoted to a "wanderer" under Saslier's gift, and now he has even digested most of it.

"Huh?" Truman suddenly had a strange feeling, and there was some cohesion between something in him and Bethel.

It's the bunch of "door" path characteristics on his body, and the pair of eyeballs made of starlight.

Especially the pair of eyeballs. In Truman's eyes, they are very compatible with Bethel, almost equivalent to a monocle and Amon.

"You are already a 'Wanderer', it's time to prepare for the 'Planeswalker' ritual, and the role of 'Wanderer' must also involve the astral realm or the starry sky."

The ritual of the "Planeswalker" is to leave legends in nine places outside the planet.

This is the peculiarity of the "Gate" path. Only by becoming an angel can you resist the pollution of the starry sky, and if you want to become an angel, you can only go to the starry sky.

This in itself is a paradox.

For a saint without sufficient background, this is an almost impossible ritual to complete. S~eaʀᴄh the ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Yes," Bethel said, feeling a little ashamed. He had been troublesome for the teacher and couldn't even help the teacher clean up the believers who had betrayed the dream.

"The starry sky..." Truman said silently, and even took out the book of dreams and gently reviewed some key points.

"Let's do this. You go over and pray to the Creator for shelter in the stars, and then..."

"I'll go with you to the starry sky!"

External gods are naturally scary, but "God" isn't scary?

Of course, Truman did not have the idea of ??letting outside gods contain "God".

After all, there is a barrier, and the power of most external gods to penetrate is very limited, and they cannot cause enough trouble to "God".

And the one who can cause trouble to "God" may immediately tie up Truman to give birth to a child...

As for why go to Starry Sky? Some of his ideas about the Book of Dreams need to be confirmed by observing the Outer Gods.

At the same time, he did not fail to re-enact the scene when he faced the Elf King...

Of course, that would be too dangerous, and Truman was almost certain that the source matter in those outer gods would also have a serious impact on his sober state.

It's best not to touch things like source matter and outer gods, unless...it's absolutely necessary.

"Teacher, you want to go to the starry sky too?" Bethel was stunned, "No..."

"I didn't go there to protect you. I have business to do, and you need to complete your ceremony yourself." Truman interrupted Bethel's unreasonable association.

"..." It's just that Bethel was obviously a dead-head, and he quickly fell silent, feeling moved by himself.

"I want to go too!" Suddenly Truman looked up and saw Amon,

A few years have passed, and Amon now looks like a teenager, with black hair, black eyes, and a slightly thin face.

He wears a black classical magic robe and a magic soft hat.

This image is very close to the "blasphemer" that Truman is familiar with.

"You are also my teacher, how could you prefer to only take Bethel to such a fun place?"

Amon gently adjusted the monocle on his face, with a smile on his lips.

Does he want to experience the charm of "Star University" in advance?

"This naughty kid..." Truman had a slight headache. After experiencing unique baptisms such as the "Brass Book" and the "Black Emperor's Crown", Amon became more and more proficient in controlling his various abilities.

There was a big commotion in the Dreamland and even in the entire Creator's Heaven.

Just because Amon is the son of the Creator, everyone is too tolerant of this "God of Mischief".

The opposite of Amon is Adam. The clear-eyed young man has made great achievements in promoting the belief in the Creator. He has gained the respect and belief of many believers, and has truly gained the prestige of the King of Angels.