Chapter 459: Purpose

Chapter 459: Purpose The uniqueness of "Fantasy Dream" comes from dreams, but today's "Supreme Dream" can be called the true god among true gods. How can there be a separate uniqueness? !

Klein only felt that his mystical world view was shaken at this moment.

"The essence of the 'Illusion World' turns out to be this!" A happy smile appeared on Amon's face, and this happiness was no worse than when he saw "Origin Castle".

"Aren't you good at 'stealing'? Come and steal!" Russell provoked.

The smile on Amon's lips remained unchanged, but he just looked at the uniqueness of that "dream" and did not practice it.

"I seem to have heard this sentence." Amon tilted his head, as if he remembered something, "But it seems that the result is not good."

"Tsk," Russell rolled his eyes, "To put it bluntly, I just don't dare."

When he first went out to sea, he was frightened by Amon. After that, he never had the chance to take revenge. Now that he found the opportunity, Amon would not be fooled.

"It's boring." Russell looked at Amon who was motionless and shook his head.

"Is there anyone else who wants to come down? If you don't come, I have to leave!" He looked at the star realm. After he took out the uniqueness of "Dream Dream", the entire star realm was alarmed, and all the true gods dropped His eyes looked towards Him.

Russell's words echoed in the star realm, but he received no response.

"Tsk, you are so cowardly." Russell seemed to be mocking, not caring about the many true gods in the star realm above his head.

Afterwards, he looked at Klein on the "Origin Castle" and nodded slightly in greeting.

"Let's go, they won't dare to fight." Russell waved his hand lightly and dispersed the uniqueness of "Dream."

He didn't even care about how big a wave the uniqueness of "Dream Dream" would cause, he just wanted to go home quickly with his daughter.

"Beibei, let's go home!" Russell used the power of the illusion world to erase all the wonderland that existed in the real world, turning it into a dream bubble and dissipating without a trace.

Bernadette's historical projection suddenly flickered and turned into its true form. He glanced at the vague shadows of the Kingdom of God in the star world, pushed Russell directly and ran into the illusion world.

"Why do you have Uncle Truman's uniqueness in your hand?! What are you doing!?" Bernadette's face turned serious as she remembered what she had just seen.

For a being who claims to be supreme, once his status falls, he may face the hostility of this world!

And in Bernadette's cognition, even the uniqueness is separated, isn't that a loss of personality! ?

All the true gods are watching.

"Peace of mind! Peace of mind!" Russell put the uniqueness of "Dream" back into the center of the fantasy world, and then turned back to comfort his daughter.

"Since we dare to do this, we are naturally somewhat confident." Russell patted Bernadette's shoulder and comforted her.

"This is not the third era, and Truman is not crazy."

Bernadette calmed down quickly. A person who is hundreds of years old would only have such emotional fluctuations when it comes to her most important relatives. Sёarᴄh the nôvelFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He naturally knew the Creator of the Third Age. This should be an existence of the same status as the "Supreme Dream" today, but this one was eventually killed by the gods.

"You guys...be careful." Bernadette felt that her father and uncle were doing something very dangerous.

"Haha..." Russell looked a little excited when he heard his daughter's words of concern for her old father.

"I'm telling you, your old silver-dollar Uncle Truman..." Russell couldn't help but show off his great achievements to his daughter.

"Get out of here!" But at this moment, a foot suddenly stretched out from his side and kicked him directly into the melting pot of the world.

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"Ahem!" Truman kicked over the "Witch Conqueror" who slandered him, and then looked at the hunting that was happening on the horizon.

This was the main battlefield of Klein and Zaratul just now. Later, the power of Mr. "Gate" appeared, and two more angel kings came. Finally, the illusion world invaded reality, which was really lively.

Ever since the two angel kings appeared, the nature of the matter has completely changed, and the subsequent invasion of reality by the illusion world has attracted the attention of the gods.

The occurrence of such a big event makes it easy for people to overlook a certain angel who should play the leading role in this battle - the "weather warlock" of Fusac!

This was supposed to be a battlefield between him and Klein, but now he didn't even dare to get a little closer to the center of the battlefield.

Fusak has completely withdrawn his troops. He no longer dares to have the slightest idea about this transportation hub and military town. He would rather give up here than take a detour.

After all, this is really terrifying, and it is not something he can interfere with. The Church of God of War and the Church of Mother Earth will probably not have any objections to this.

"It's just that someone has been eyeing you for a long time..."

Truman watched as a faint figure emerged from the void, holding an invisible object in his hand.

"Secret Angel?!" "Weather Warlock"'s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly mobilized the connection between himself and the army.

"Secret." The accompanying angel of the "Night Goddess" showed powerful "secret" authority. Even though the "Weather Warlock" received the blessing of military power, he was still unable to resist that "secret" power.

The body of "Weather Warlock" gradually faded, and his whole person turned into a shadow, which was then wiped away by the eraser.

The "Hidden Angel" disappeared without a trace at the same time. After half a minute, only the "Hidden Angel" appeared.

In this situation, no one can verify the death of this "weather warlock". Maybe he was killed by Antigonus, or maybe he was parasitized by Amon, but who dares to verify it?

A copy of the extraordinary characteristics of a "Weather Warlock" is already an extremely precious thing in this world.

"Are you just watching here?" Amanisis emerged from the hidden state and looked at Truman.

In fact, he had been watching the battle just now, and at the same time, he knew that Truman was also there.

"I've already stripped away my uniqueness, what else do you want from me?" Truman blinked and said with a smile.

"..." Amanisis glanced at Truman, but didn't see anything on his face, "I don't understand why you would strip away the uniqueness, and I can't even help but doubt that you are still the same now. Supreme?"

Amanisis's tone was profound, and since even he, a member of the Dream Council, had such doubts, let alone the other true gods.

"What on earth are you doing?" Amanisis didn't expect to get an answer from Truman. After all, even in the Dream Parliament, not all secrets would be shared.

"Honestly, I don't know. I can only wait." Truman said sincerely.