Let's communicate freely."
A eting of four people, and the standard of the eting was unimaginably high, which ant that there was very little that could be exchanged by these people.
Saslier had finished talking about the sequence potion, fell silent, and looked at the others.
In the end, the goddess asked Truman, "Have you been staying in the City of Darkness recently?"
"Probably not?" Truman wasn't sure, "I'm going to the Kingdom of the Sun God. There are a group of believers I saved there, and I need so ti to educate them."
"If the Sun God goes to war with other ancient gods, I will also join the battle as a dream angel."
If you want to have a sufficient anchor of faith, you don't just have to have a na, you also need to have tangible deeds to protect the behavior of believers.
He wrote "Apocalypse of Night" in the City of Darkness, which can be regarded as the most profound mark in the history of the Church of Night, but there is only one na on the side of the Sun God.
The goddess glanced at Lilith and said, "You have to take her away. I will focus on the balance of stability and uniqueness in the recent period, and the hidden power will weaken."
The goddess is still waiting for the best ti to beco a god.
"Okay." Truman nodded.
Lilith was silent, she was just a vampire now.
"Okay, this ti the Dream Parliant is over. Everyone, we are creating an era."
Truman waved his hand, and everyone left the dream paradise.
After returning to reality, the Secret Angel nodded slightly to him, gradually becoming invisible and being erased by the eraser.
"I need so ti." Truman also left directly, leaving an expressionless Lilith.
The ancestor of the blood clan suddenly felt irritable, and for the first ti he realized that his choice to degenerate into the seventh blood clan was a wrong decision.
Truman found a stone room and took out the characteristics of the "Trojan Horse of Destiny" obtained in exchange.
Dream Heaven and Truman are deeply bound, even more closely than Mr. Fool and Origin Castle in later generations. It couldn't be easier to do this kind of thing.
He took out the Ancient One's gloves given to him by the goddess and the "Miracle Master" trait he obtained in the Kingdom of Gold.
"We have obtained the second sequence of the three mysterious paths!"
"Planeswalker", "Trojan of Destiny", "Miracle Master".
As for why it's not sequence one?
Sequence 1 is too special, the quantity is always three, it is necessary to beco a god, it is too precious, and it is too difficult to collect.
"The Gloves of the Ancient..." Truman rubbed his chin, always feeling that there was so trouble. After all, he was not a craftsman and could not create magical items. "Then smash it!"
Truman drew an extrely intense dreamy phosphorescence from the Book of Dreams, shattering the Ancient One's Gloves and the other two attributes into light spots.
Even angels can do this, let alone him.
In an instant, colorful spots of light filled the entire room.
"All the extraordinary features will be condensed in a beautiful and reasonable way."
Truman made a prophecy in the Book of Dreams.
The next mont, these countless light spots were stirred by so kind of force and turned into a storm, rotating around Truman.
"Extraordinary properties culminated in a glove."
Truman spoke again.
The light spots condensed and finally beca a glove with mysterious patterns.
"Let see..." Truman began to test the function of the gloves, but as soon as he started using them, he discovered sothing was wrong.
"The combination of the three pathways caused so bad changes." Truman frowned, "Would it involuntarily turn creatures fifty ters away from the body into marionettes?"
This side effect is too great. Standing in a crowd is a big killer. He himself is not afraid of these costs, but the people around him are not.
"Co again!" Truman drew another phosphorescent light and shattered the characteristics.
This is a stupid thod, but it will always yield results. After about dozens of tis, Truman grasped the key point.
"Extraordinary properties will be combined with dreamy phosphorescence."
Truman said, condensing his characteristics and forming a glove again.
This glove is very similar to the previous Ancient One's glove, with a dark black base and three extrely weird patterns outlined on it.
But the difference is that this glove seems to be constantly flashing phosphorescence, and dreamy symbols are condensed on the back of the hand.
The symbol of the dream is the simple drawing in the Book of Dreams, with a little phosphorescence, which makes it seem like you will fall into an infinitely beautiful dream at a glance.
"Sure enough, there is never a perfect magical item. This is the rule of this world." Truman was very satisfied with the new generation of Ancient One's gloves.
"But I can neutralize the crazy nature of it and make it less intense."
He had thought wrong before and wanted to create a perfect magical item, but madness was the essence that could not be shaken off, and at the height of Sequence 2, madness was already very intense.
After several experints, Truman neutralized the madness. He did not think about eliminating the price, but limited it with the Book of Dreams, retaining the most distinctive abilities of the three major pathways.
Such as historical projection, wish, theft, return, roaming, reappearance and so on.
"Okay, let's stick with the na Ancient One, it suits very well."
Truman put the gloves on his hands, and for a mont, it seed as if the whole world was under his control.
This is because it is closely integrated with the Book of Dreams.
"Perfect!" Truman nodded with satisfaction.
"But did I forget sothing?" Truman walked out of the stone house.
"You finally ca out..." A cold and faint voice ca from his ears, and Truman looked over subconsciously.
Lilith's eyes were red, and there was a kind of animality erging, which was the instinct of a vampire!
"Hiss!" Truman gasped.
It turns out that I forgot about this vampire. Sequence 7 vampires really want to suck blood!
And Lilith has been degenerating into a vampire for a relatively long ti. She has entered a state of thirsting for blood, and she can't get out of here at all...
"I want to drink your blood!" Lilith's flawless face already showed an unconcealable desire.
"Well..." Truman was not prepared to feed the ghost with his body, "How about I find a few people to co in? Let's do so blood or sothing."
"No, I will drink your blood!" Lilith refused, staring at Truman.
This look reminded Truman of the first ti he t Lilith. At that ti, Lilith was really capable of eating him alive.
"Why?" Truman asked instead of refusing.
"Your blood is very pure and special!" Lilith's eyes were blood red and she was about to pounce.
"Special?" Truman was startled, "Is it because of the Book of Dreams?"
"Or the so-called pure ones?" Truman thought of the situation where the magic dicine flowed through the body without leaving any trace.
He still doesn't understand the principle, but he feels a vague sense of rejection.
After confirming that the Book of Dreams was similar to the Sea of ??Chaos and Sefirah Castle, he speculated that it might be the repulsion between Sefirah and different pathways.
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