Buzz
The dream idol responded to them and bestowed corresponding dream phosphorescence. This light was directly integrated into the hearts of these people, soothing the madness of the extraordinary characteristics in their bodies.
"This is..." Even Hers, the "audience", couldn't stand it anymore, his face was shocked, this was contrary to the knowledge he had learned!
Madness is eternal, almost the sa as transcendence!
"It's just neutralized and cald down, but the madness itself still exists. I let it fall asleep." Truman said softly.
The look of shock on Hers's face faded. He was the Saint of the Audience Path. He instantly gave himself a "diagnosis". His condition was actually the best in years!
If he cooperates with his own "comfort", it will allow him to experience the long-lost peace and tranquility that belongs to ordinary people.
"Is it a dream..." Hers looked at Truman and was completely impressed, even his faith beca a little more real.
Pure human beings, powerful strength, powerful connections, and abilities that are just dreamlike in today's crazy world.
Such a person is so special and important to the entire human race. Hers even regards Truman as the light of mankind.
After successfully establishing contact with this group of human pioneers, Truman set his sights on the city-state. The missionary actions of those missionaries were not hindered in any way. After all, even the guardians of the city-state believed in dreams.
"Afterwards, you can also move the entire city-state to the Kingdom of the Sun God. After all, it is not safe here."
This city-state is actually under the rule of the Alien King, but now that the Alien King is dead and all the Holy Ones under his command have fled, how can they still control these cities?
"No," unexpectedly, Hers refused, "Now that ordinary people have faith, these missionaries will also protect them, and we need to temper ourselves in a turbulent environnt."
"...Very good." Truman was startled and nodded slightly. After all, he had never experienced everything that humans have experienced in this era, and could not understand their desire for power.
"If you encounter any unsolvable troubles in the future, you can try to pray to ." Truman finally said, he still had so ideas about the earliest secret organization of mankind, "Okay, you go back, those missionaries are not here either. I will bother you."
"Yes!" Hers retreated with so young n and won.
Truman, on the other hand, was holding the Book of Dreams and looking outside the city-state.
"Sothing feels wrong..." Truman looked a little strange. After the ancient gods put the Kingdom of God into the human world and began to preach vigorously, the major ancient gods and their extraordinary races would definitely not be without movent.
Even now Truman can sense that sothing is approaching, but he can't catch the trace.
...
Probably when the Sun God Kingdom landed on the earth, all the ancient gods were staring at the light and shadow that seed to support the heaven and earth.
The ancient gods had different reactions. The Phoenix just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. The Demon Lord was not in good condition and did not dare to go out. The Giant King was even more helpless.
The Dragon of Utopia and the Elf King were in a similar situation. They just sent out their saints and followers to keep an eye on the movents of the Sun God.
In the direction where Truman belongs is the God of Luck, a subordinate god under the Elf King.
This is a rcury snake.
"Weird!" Truman knew nothing about this and looked through the dream book. Several pages had already been written into the dream book.
The first page is naturally the dream paradise, which represents the dream itself.
The second page shows the world interference ability that Truman often uses, a magical ability that is almost like a dream co true, even more inexplicable than the "writer".
The third page is "Dream Weaving" written by Truman, which is also a branch of dream power.
"I can't find the other party, probably because I have no knowledge or concept of its existence. At the sa ti, it can also remain independent in its destiny."
"Hiss!" Truman suddenly felt troubled. Such a battle was too abstract. He didn't even know the enemy clearly, so he had to start gambling on fate.
No power is invincible. Dreams co true and wishes co true. Such power also has its limits.
And when Truman felt in trouble, the rcury snake hidden in the forest did not dare to take a step closer.
This is a silver-white giant snake with no real scales. Its body is full of patterns and symbols, connected to each other to form a whole. Its bright red eyes are staring at the city-state where Truman is located.
Truman was helpless, and He was extrely vigilant.
He erased his own specialness from his destiny, but it was still not enough. There was a sight that seed to penetrate everything and fall on Him.
"Restart!" The rcury snake used this magical skill cautiously. The complex symbols on its body flew up one by one and connected with each other to form a wheel. Then the rcury snake bent its body and bit its own tail.
Suddenly, the fallen leaves returned to the treetops, and the rcury Snake's body was also retreating, trying to return to the state where it was not being watched by the inexplicable existence.
but failed.
That kind of gaze from an infinite height is impossible to escape, and it even makes this rcury snake feel like seeing the "Origin Castle" during the last battle of the ancient gods!
It was an absolute crushing in terms of personality, and He didn't even know where to start to resist.
It was also the first ti for rcury Snake to encounter such a strange enemy, and a tug of fate began.
"What the hell is this?!"
The rcury snake did not dare to act rashly, but activated the luck that it had accumulated for countless years, and then waited quietly.
The power of luck is gradually brewing and begins to affect the surroundings, calming down all factors that may lead to discovery.
It's indeed a bit of a ss...but for people on this path, it may be the best response.
Truman on the other side was scratching his head. During the "restart", he also felt sothing, as if sothing was about to disappear completely in front of his eyes, so he pressed the Book of Dreams and stabilized his sense.
"This ability seems a bit familiar!"
After the "restart", Truman had a clue. This ability is so iconic!
"Snake of rcury? God of luck? He seems to be the god of the Elf King." Truman guessed the identity of the other party.
"Concealing one's existence in destiny..." He thought of the record on the blasphemous stone tablet.
In addition to potions, there are also descriptions of abilities in various ways.
"It turns out that this is the effect. At this mont, it is almost the sa as secret authority."
"Destiny itself..." Truman fell into deep thought. He knew clearly that the other party was also struggling, so he was not in a hurry. Instead, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was perfecting the second page of his dream book.
Similar to the previous "Dream Weaver", this ti he "saw" the ability of the Path of Destiny to interfere with destiny, which gave him the idea of ????perfecting the second page of the Book of Dreams.
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