After Nathan awakened his talent, he prepared to enter the Tower of Truth.
"Please input your ID."
Nathan thought for a mont before typing: [Morpheus].
With that, he stepped into the Tower of Truth.
Mike, watching from the river of ti, suggested,
"Can we follow Nathan's perspective and go inside?"
The child frowned, explaining,
"We can... but at this point, Morpheus hasn't beco a Supre Being yet. The problem is..."
Mike, worried about potential dangers, quickly interjected,
"It's fine. If it's too risky, don't force it."
"No, that's not it."
The child shook his head and pointed at the Tower of Truth.
"It's just... the tower might not agree."
The Tower of Truth, as a structure capable of resisting the Apocalypse, possessed abilities that faintly surpassed even those of Supre Beings.
Without fragnts of the Truth Source, even the Supre Beings of other races couldn't withstand the Apocalypse.
But the Tower of Truth could.
Of course, human Supre Beings were an exception.
Human Supre Beings were powerful because they possessed fragnts of the Truth Source -commonly referred to as SSS-level talents.
Hearing the child's explanation, Mike chuckled.
The tower might not agree?
The tower dares to disagree?!
After a brief discussion with the child, Mike strode confidently to the Tower of Truth's phantom projection and began knocking on it.
"Open up! Co on, open the door!"
The Tower Spirit, sensing the call through the river of ti, responded quickly. "You... are?"
Mike replied with righteous confidence,
"I'm Thor! Your benefactor!"
Monts later, the Tower Spirit lifted the restrictions on the Tower of Truth, granting Mike and the child permission to view the events within the river of ti.
Inside the Tower of Truth.
Mike and the child entered just in ti to see Nathan holding a trembling golden pig wrapped in a tattered cloth.
Nathan was gently trying to comfort the pig.
The golden pig was none other than Lilith.
Mike was utterly dumbfounded.
He hadn't expected Lilith to have been a pig even three hundred years ago.
Even so, seeing her here still surprised him.
Lilith's presence in the newbie instance suggested that her origins were far more complex than simply being the Blood Ancestor's sister.
At first, Lilith had been on the verge of a complete breakdown.
But under Nathan's care, she gradually cald down and began happily eating a hamburger.
From another perspective, if Nathan hadn't comforted her, Lilith might have truly collapsed.
Mike noticed sothing peculiar.
Dracula might know sothing about this.
After entering the Tower of Truth, Dracula had relentlessly pursued Lilith, abandoning
everything in his Temple of Truth to hunt her down at all costs.
Lilith, in turn, had fled desperately, eventually ending up in the newbie instance by sheer coincidence.
What if all of this had been part of the Blood Ancestor's plan?
Dracula, for all his arrogance, was surprisingly easy to manipulate.
Getting him to act didn't require much motivation-just a simple phrase like "For the glory of the Blood Clan" would suffice to make him obediently take the bait.
Vladimir, on the other hand, was a different story.
The stronger Vladimir beca, the more Mike felt that he was hiding sothing.
From this perspective, the Blood Ancestor's arrangents might have been designed for Lilith to return after her collapse.
Mike didn't know the exact details of how this was orchestrated, but he felt his guess was close to the truth.
What the Blood Ancestor hadn't anticipated was that Lilith would encounter the warm- hearted Morpheus!
Using his talent, Dream Co True, Morpheus had saved Lilith.
A sudden thought struck Mike.
If this was true, didn't it an the Blood Ancestor should have appeared three hundred years
ago?
And Lilith's refusal to cooperate... had indefinitely delayed the Blood Ancestor's return?
anwhile, in Thor's private space.
In the Heaven Pavilion, a golden pig sat on a swing.
Below the swing, seven or eight esteed vampire elders stood like servants, nervously attending to the pig, terrified that sothing might happen to her.
One of the elders sighed and asked,
"Respected Lilith, can you tell us when the Blood Ancestor Levana will return?"
The golden pig on the swing seed to be in a good mood.
"I miss my sister too. I haven't seen her in years."
A chorus of sighs rose from behind her.
Lilith found them increasingly annoying.
Recently, Vladimir had disappeared, Dracula was nowhere to be found, and even Thor was
missing.
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she beca.
Suddenly, a cold, emotionless voice ca from the swing.
"Shut up!"
The mont the voice rang out, every vampire elder-and indeed, every mber of the Blood Clan in the private space-was forced to the ground, prostrating themselves as if crushed by an invisible weight.
Gabriel hovered in the air, his black wings motionless, staring warily in the direction of the
Heaven Pavilion.
The aura that had just emanated was incredibly dangerous.
Sylvanas glanced over and said casually,
"What are you afraid of? He hasn't woken up yet."
Gabriel remained silent, his normally stoic face filled with apprehension.
His gaze shifted to the swing in the Heaven Pavilion, where a carefree golden pig was happily
swinging back and forth.
She munched on a bag of chips, occasionally looking down at the vampires below and asking
curiously,
"Strange, why are you all stuck in the ground?"
Lilith frowned, sensing that sothing wasn't right.
"Wait a minute... sothing's off. I know! Butler Bilbo, soone damaged the floor here.
Their fines should be split with ! Add it to the dining expenses!"
Back in the Tower of Truth.
Mike was unaware of the chaos unfolding in his private space.
All his attention was focused on the scene before him, carefully observing Morpheus's every
move, afraid to miss any useful details.
Morpheus, still holding the golden pig, walked through a tunnel.
To Mike's surprise, there were no monsters, no battles, and no hidden levels.
The newbie instance was simply a passage leading underground.
Mike recognized the tunnel imdiately.
At its end lay the place where the Supre Demon God was sealed!
It was only now that Mike realized the hidden level of the newbie instance had been concealed
by Morpheus himself!
The Tower of Truth's design was the sa...
From the perspective of later generations, the Tower of Truth seed like a perfect training ground, filled with signs of artificial intervention.
Looking back now, it was clear that this intervention had started with Morpheus.
Another mystery in Mike's mind was also resolved.
Why was the Supre Demon God sealed on the zeroth floor instead of blocking the first
floor?
If Mike were designing Thor's Tower, he would place eight Supre Beings on the first floor
as guards.
In fact, the Supre Demon God had originally designed it that way...
But Morpheus had changed everything.
Mike watched as Morpheus descended the tunnel but couldn't follow.
The child tugged at his sleeve and said seriously,
"Don't go. You'll die."
Afraid Mike might misunderstand, the child added, "You're too weak right now."
Mike's current state was indeed precarious.
He had entered the dream space and then followed the white horse into the river of ti,
existing in a purely spiritual form.
A being of the Supre Demon God's caliber could sense changes in the river of ti at any
mont.
If Mike appeared before the Supre Demon God in his current state, he would likely be killed
instantly.
Mike knew the child had no reason to lie to him, so he stayed put and waited.
Before long, a furious roar echoed from the depths of the tunnel.
Soon after, Nathan returned.
Judging by his expression, the negotiations had failed.
But Mike had expected this-Nathan's personality made it impossible for him to align with
the Supre Demon God.
Upon returning, Nathan stared at the wall, seemingly conversing with an unseen presence.
It was likely the Tower Spirit.
"This thing is called the Supre Mark, right?"
Nathan held up a black orb of light in his palm and continued,
"If that being I spoke to earlier wasn't lying, my talent combined with the Supre Mark
should allow to enhance its usage, right?"
Among humanity's four generations of potential Supre Beings, Morpheus was uniquely
special.
Of course, each of the four had their own unique traits.
Morpheus's distinction lay in the fact that he possessed a complete Supre Mark before awakening his talent.
Ares's Supre Mark had been incomplete.
Apollo had only obtained a complete Supre Mark after his battle with the Supre Demon
God.
And Mike still didn't fully understand what a complete Supre Mark even entailed.
The Tower Spirit's voice confird,
"That's correct."
The unused Supre Mark, when combined with a fragnt of the Truth Source for the first
ti, would unleash terrifying power.
This power, when paired with Morpheus's Dream Co True, could elevate him to a level infinitely close to a Supre Being.
It would be nothing short of a teoric rise.
Faced with such temptation, Morpheus refused without hesitation.
The Tower Spirit, puzzled, asked,
"If you want to defeat that enemy, shouldn't you make yourself as strong as possible?"
Nathan shook his head.
"One person's strength is limited."
He wasn't sure if he alone could solve such a massive problem.
The future of humanity shouldn't rest on one person's shoulders-it should be decided by
humanity itself.
Even if they lost, even if they perished, there would be no regrets.
Morpheus had a bold idea.
Staring at the black orb in his palm, Nathan made up his mind.
After taking a few deep breaths, he used Dream Co True for the first ti.
Closing his eyes, he murmured softly, as if speaking in a dream:
"I have a dream... that the Tower of Truth will allow all of humanity to enter."
Black light erupted, filling every corner of the space.
This was the first activation of Dream Co True.
The combination of a brand-new Supre Mark and the SSS-level talent Dream Co True
was unimaginably powerful.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the massive doors of the Tower of Truth cracked open, letting in a
sliver of sunlight.
From that day forward, the Tower of Truth belonged to all of humanity.
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