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Truman was sitting on a chair in a rare mont, watching the battle that took place in the King's Court of Giants through the dreamy phosphorescence.
But at this mont, he seed to be summoned, and with a chuckle, his consciousness sank into the Book of Dreams.
"I rember we haven't held a Dream Parliant for a while." Truman looked at the other three and laughed out loud.
The first 1,300 years of the Fifth Age were too peaceful, with nothing major happening, so the Dream Parliant almost beca a club for the elderly. Now, finally, sothing significant enough has happened.
"Then what's going on with the 'Fallen Creator'?" Amanissis knocked on the table lightly and said in a serious tone.
"You don't seem to have shared relevant information with us." Lilith crossed her arms and looked at Truman and Saslier.
"We didn't really know what was going on inside before." Saslier explained.
"So what is inside?" Amanissis nodded slowly, agreeing with this explanation, "He is not a 'fallen creator', or... more than that!"
"He shouldn't have been born." Lilith said thoughtfully.
The assassination in the Third Age was planned by a few of them, and the Creator of the Third Age also knew about it. Even in the end, he took the initiative to die when he couldn't do anything, which fulfilled Saslier and Truman.
Therefore, it stands to reason that there should be no thoughts of hatred and resentnt.
"He is 'God'." Truman directly revealed the answer.
"Dream Heaven" fell into a deathly silence.
"...How does He exist?" They have been comrades for thousands of years, so naturally they don't doubt it, they just don't understand.
Before angels or even true gods, the spiritual suture state was not that serious. Even if it was out of control, it would only beco a monster, and there would be no truly great awakening.
But now "Fallen Creator" seems to be breaking that convention.
Not to ntion angels, the current "Fallen Creator" is essentially an evil spirit. He has no characteristics at all in his body and only has the "Profane Slate" to support his personality.
"The first 'Desecrated Slate' is that person's body. It is normal for so changes to occur."
"Actually, it's my fault, I'm too strong." Truman explained seriously.
Sasril hesitated to speak, and the two goddesses had expressionless faces.
"It's really !" Truman had no choice but to explain, "When I killed 'God', He seed to have predicted sothing, and used the 'Profane Slate' to make unknown arrangents at the last mont."
"Then I went a step further at the end of the fourth era. The even more exciting 'Mystery' and 'God' couldn't rest anymore and began to use various ans to cause trouble."
"Chike, 'Origin Castle', 'Desecrated Slate', and 'Fallen Creator' are all part of it."
"Before, they had been lying down because they were sure that they would be the final winner, so there was no rush. But now I am only a few small steps away from the true supre, so they must be in a hurry."
The other three listened quietly, as if this was the only explanation.
"Then what are you going to do with the 'Fallen Creator'?" Lilith asked.
Although such a being is still very weak, its essence is enough to shock any true god and would destroy it at all costs.
"I will take care of it." Truman said seriously.
He waved his hand, and the battle that took place in the Giant King's Court appeared on the table.
During the battle, Klein had already summoned combat power at the level of the King of Angels.
"His current combat power should be less than that of Sequence One. He only needs to fight against the various characteristics from the Sea of ??Chaos..."
Klein kept calling on the power of "Origin Castle" to resist the chaotic and illusory sea water, and the gray mist had already enveloped the entire palace.
"steal"! Klein kept using "Steal", trying to steal the "Desecrated Slate" from the hands of the "Fallen Creator".
It's just that the real Amon is not here after all. Klein's attempts failed several tis, and he was even misled several tis and stole the "Fallen" over, almost destroying his body.
"We must fight quickly, otherwise the 'blasphemous slate' will co up with sothing terrible."
Klein took a deep breath and shook the "Last Supper" in his hand. This ti, he no longer summoned the power of the King of Angels, but the true God!
Of course, he is not willing to die to let the power of the true God co. What he needs is the blessing of the true God.
The "Secret" that the "Secret Angel" had used several tis in front of him appeared in Klein's mind and materialized it.
At the sa ti, Klein touched the image of the "Goddess of Night" on the scroll!
Buzz... The bright starry sky on the scroll seed to light up.
Invisible blessings fell on Klein, and the "Goddess of the Night" indeed responded to Klein and sent her blessings!
"Secret!" An invisible sphere appeared in Clay's hand. With the blessing of the goddess, this ti's "Secret" was more powerful than any "Secret" angel had ever used!
The "Fallen Creator" who raised his hands to block the projection of the two angel kings suddenly raised his head and looked at the bright starry sky in the scroll.
"Amanisis!"
laugh!
The shadow where the "Fallen Creator" is located seems to have turned into a stick figure and is being erased by an eraser.
This process seed a bit difficult, and Klein felt like his spirituality was flowing away like a flood.
"Now!" Klein did not dare to delay at all. Now was the only chance to get close to the "Desecrated Slate". As long as he got the "Desecrated Slate" in his hands, this battle would be over.
But the mont Klein got close to the "blasphemous slate", his mind exploded and his whole body collapsed!
"What!" Klein on "Origin Castle" exploded and shattered into phosphorus worms.
"tamper"!
The cloak suddenly raised up, mobilizing the power of "Origin Castle" to block so extrely high-level power, and tampered with the power onto the paper man, giving Klein a chance to breathe.
"Restart"!
The palace and Klein on the gray fog returned to their previous state, with frightened expressions on their faces.
"What is that!?" Klein quickly looked at the secret world he had built.
The "Fallen Creator" who was trapped in the hidden world suddenly raised his head, as if he was looking at Klein.
Klein's pupils shrank suddenly, chills surged up, and his body beca stiff.
In fact, he was not attacked, but saw sothing he shouldn't have seen, just like he had seen the King of Angels and even the True God through divination many tis before.
But now he is already a dream angel!
"That's...the Creator of the Third Age!" A piercing light and shadow appeared in Klein's eyes. He stepped on the chaotic black water and couldn't see his specific face. Storms, suns, hearts, shadows, and knowledge were all surrounding him. Be at His side.
Klein has only seen a similar image like this in "The Last Supper", where he was the "Creator of the Third Age" who was killed by the dream angel!
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