Half of Backlund was shrouded in dreamy phosphorescence, and the influence of the abyss erosion was directly erased.
Listening to the people's wailing no longer ringing in his ears, but turning into dreamy prayers, Klein understood that this disaster was already under control.
At this mont, the statue in front of him suddenly burst out with blazing brilliance, and the illusory yet real dreamy angel wings rose from behind the statue.
The scale of the angel wings is so huge that it seems to cover the entire world. The angel wings are not pure white, but are similar to the sea of ??dreams that Klein saw. It is based on dreams, embellished with stars, and flashes of phosphorescence of various colors.
After giving birth to the wings of the dream angel, the statue ca to life and truly beca the body of the "Supre Dream".
Klein subconsciously thought of the legendary divine descent and lowered his head, not daring to look any further.
"Not bad." There seed to be a voice ringing in Klein's ears. A simple complint made Klein feel light and airy. This was not an illusion, but a dreamy phosphorescence falling on his soul.
At this mont, he was already qualified to be promoted to Sequence Five of the "Dream" pathway or even to Demigod.
Sequence Five is nothing. With this qualification, as long as Klein works honestly in the fantasy world and Bishop Truman 007, he will have a great chance.
But demigods are different. Inheriting divinity under the gift of the "Supre Dream" is a terrifying thing, and only one dream believer can obtain this qualification.
Backlund is the second largest city in the world, and there is still no "dream" way for a demigod to sit there. In addition to the issue of the division of faith, its own scarcity is also an important reason.
And now Klein is qualified for promotion.
While Klein was still digesting the knowledge he gained from the dream phosphorescence, the activated dream statue took two steps back.
Klein raised his head slightly, and from the corner of his eye, he happened to see a simple-looking spear in the only hole in the altar, which seed to be reflected from history and ca to the real world.
The dream statue stretched out its hand and completely pulled out this spear from history.
Klein's mind went crazy. This was a scene he had seen several tis on the gray fog. This was the first ti he had seen it in the real world!
The dream idol suddenly flapped the angel wings behind him, and his whole body rushed up, breaking away all the restraints in front of him.
Huge dreamy angel wings appeared in the sky, and the remaining black clouds and bloody lightning were swept away. Then, the dreamy statue turned into a light that penetrated the world, spanning the endless and distant space. Landing directly on the abyss!
"Dream!" The demon king Fabuti, who had half of his body leaning out of the seal and was about to escape from the abyss, scread desperately, but he did not receive the slightest rcy.
That ray of light directly knocked him down and fell back to the bottom of the abyss.
"If we had known the outco, why resist?" Truman's voice sounded above the abyss.
Fabuti naturally knew what would happen if Truman took action, but under the threat of the "Mother Tree of Desire", he had no choice.
Even when he knew that the end was coming and w set new rules for the True God, Fabuti still had a glimr of extravagant hope.
After all, he is also the true God. Maybe, or maybe, Dream will let him out? If that doesn't work, He can also give in, bow his head, and promise to rule the star realm forever in exchange for a chance.
It's just that he gave in and promised to stay in the star realm forever, but he still didn't get such an opportunity.
"I'm not willing to give in!" Fabuti shouted wildly, the sound was so poignant and touching that it was enough to call him the most miserable true god.
"Then hold it in!" Truman's voice was extrely cold, and the dream statue fell into the seal, completely closing the gap that had been opened.
Roar!
Fabuti was naturally unwilling to give in and continued to resist. However, the seal was completed and reinforced again, and he had no chance to resist.
"What? You still want to take a look?" Truman's consciousness attached to the statue glanced at the majestic middle-aged man hidden in the storm.
"Hmph!" Leodro snorted coldly and returned directly to the Kingdom of God in the star realm.
Obviously he didn't want to say another word to Truman.
"Ha." Truman didn't have anything to argue with. This was how the two gods had known each other for so many years.
Truman retracted his gaze and glanced at the sky. The night stars were still hanging in the star world, but on the other side...
"Where is Chick?!" Truman also sensed Chick's authority and power, but no one could find him without his own appearance.
This is probably why the Witch Cult trained Triss at all costs.
"Let's wait for the next ti." Truman shook his head slowly, withdrew his consciousness, and the dream statue gradually turned into stone. In the end, it was a body that could be descended by the gods at any ti, sitting on the abyss seal. There was no possibility for Fabuti anymore. The seal has been broken.
"Solved!" Truman's real body was still drinking tea with Amanysis in the manor.
Amanisis nodded slightly, without doubting Truman's ability, and still looked in the direction of the altar.
"What about Triss?" Amanysis asked softly.
"Her life was saved by Adam." Truman shook his head slightly, "He had already made plans for Triss."
"It's aid at you." Amanissis also understood Adam's thoughts.
The "Lord of Mysteries" left the move of "Original Witch" Chick in the Fourth Age, while Adam made a fuss about Triss.
"He still doesn't believe that I will stand by and watch." Truman spread his hands and felt helpless, "I obviously have not participated in the matter between him and Saslier."
"He has already lost. Why should I get involved? I'm not too busy to panic."
Amanisis looked at Truman steadily, his aning clearly expressed.
The two looked at each other and were silent for a while.
"Ahem!" Truman coughed twice to break the awkwardness, pointed at Klein and Triss and said, "I also had a hand in this."
"Do you see sothing is wrong with the way Tris looks at Klein?" Truman's eyebrows were flying, and he was very proud.
"Under the phosphorescent light of Dream just now, I wiped away Triss's desire for Dreams. Now only Triss's heartbeat for Klein is left!"
Amanisis blinked slightly and looked at Triss.
The eyes she looked at Klein were soft and filled with so fiery emotion.
"Are you going to influence Chike through her?" Amanisis thought of a possibility.
"Yes! The dead man uses Chick to disgust , and I also let Chick disgust Him!" Truman said viciously.
As long as Triss can influence Chick in the opposite direction, even if Chick looks at the "Lord of Mysteries" with a slightly ambiguous look, it will be considered a great success for Truman!
This ti, Amanisis was silent for a long ti.
"You're so idle that you're sick."
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