Truman's eyes fell on the handso man, and he was even a little surprised for a mont. He could only say that he was a little prettier than himself!
"What would happen if such a person drank the witch's potion? It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it."
In Truman's mind, the sage's robe had analyzed a ssage, and he also recognized the angel.
[Angel of Destiny: Ourolius]
The only piece of information that Truman already knew.
In the vision given by Truman's own dream book, the angel of fate is covered with a thick shadow. Behind the shadow curtain is an ocean of color that is difficult to describe.
He is cared for by so extrely high being.
"Danger!"
For the first ti, Truman felt a strong sense of crisis. What was behind the shadow could have an extrely terrifying impact on his existence!
"The threat level is not far different from eternal sleep!"
"The Sea of ??Chaos...the source of matter cannot be touched!" Truman had this realization.
The book of dreams seems to have sensed Truman's will and opened it on its own. The dreamy phosphorescence is scattered in it, and it is about to collide with the thick shadow!
"Stop!" At this mont, Truman's eyes reflected the figure hidden behind the shadow.
The dreamy phosphorescence turned into colorful butterflies under the influence of Truman's will, turning into an extrely brilliant brilliance just like a dream shining into reality.
Fortunately, the other party also suppressed the restless power and did not pour out the sea water that seed to contain all the secrets.
The two did not have a collision that could be regarded as the source of matter, but the power was spread out.
"Oops!" Truman couldn't predict such a situation, and could even feel a gaze directed at him.
That look was a bit ferocious and crazy. After all, the giant family was not a good person, and if he made trouble here, the consequences could be imagined.
"It should be Omi Bella, the goddess of harvest." Such a thought flashed through Truman's mind.
This is His kingdom, and the breath of the source of matter here is naturally sensed by Him. He is casting his gaze on this place in response to the prayers of believers, and He himself is not far from here!
Before Truman had ti to respond, he felt that every blade of grass was hostile to him, and the entire land seed to have changed. It began to be hostile to him, reject him, and seed to beco a tomb where he would be buried.
Even he himself began to undergo changes, his hair began to dry up, and was about to wither like a plant.
Truman's figure flashed, and the whole thing beca blurred, broken down into streams of complex knowledge, and transford into a torrent of information.
"Hey! Why are you still dazed? Let's go!"
Truman glanced at Ourologis who had not yet awakened from the impact of the power of the Chaos Sea, and teleported to Ourolis with the frightened Hers. The three of them road together, trying to jump into the spirit world. boundary.
It's just that Truman, the two angels, and one angel were stopped by a wildly growing plant before they even entered the spiritual world.
"Mysterious reappearance, the emperor's new clothes!"
Suddenly, the corners of Truman's clothes floated up, and an invisible robe made purely of knowledge was draped on Truman and others.
They seed to have disappeared, but they were real, passing lightly among the plants.
The three began to roam again and entered the spiritual world.
The two pathways contained in the Ancient One's Gloves enjoy privileges in the spiritual world, so they are not afraid of Omi Bella. Of course, this battle was a complete accident and was not part of the plan. Truman decided to get out quickly.
Without hesitation, Truman was about to jump out of the battlefield completely, but his way was blocked by a declining dusk.
This is just great! The Giant King, who sensed the aura of source matter, also cast his gaze here.
As for the gap between the True God and Sequence Two, you can refer to later generations of Death Consul who were almost "killed" by the Blood Emperor at a glance.
"If you can, take a look at !" Truman has been able to roughly determine the identity of the Book of Dreams, so he directly raised it. To let the Giant King take a look, it is best to let the phosphorescence of the dream fall on him!
The Sea of ??Chaos can pollute the Dragon of Fantasy, so there's no reason why my Book of Dreams can't!
"Let there be light!"
A clear and magnetic voice sounded in Truman's ears, causing him to put down the book of dreams in his hand.
If God takes action, he doesn't need to bother him.
The sun blood in the star realm at endless heights, and its blazing light tore through the decaying dusk.
"Roar!" A terrifying roar shocked the entire spiritual world.
But under the blazing sun, the decaying dusk seed too crazy and disorderly, unable to break through the blockade of the sun.
"Let's go!" Truman looked back and saw a terrifying giant silhouette. He was holding a big sword and wearing a dilapidated armor. His true appearance was not visible, and behind him was the dusk.
This is the Giant King Ormir!
This is the ancient god! Truman never thought that he would be able to see this person. All this stemd from the conflict between the Sea of ??Chaos and the Book of Dreams that he could not foresee.
"Is it possible that the Book of Dreams is really a certain source of matter? But I haven't heard of it!" While Truman was distressed, his wandering had been completed.
Under the artificial guidance and the fateful intervention of Ourolius who had already woken up, he ca to a strange country and a strange church.
In front of him was a man who looked like the sun. He was wearing a white clerical robe and a silver cross hung on his chest.
The first thing Truman saw was his eyes, which were pure gold, like a miniature sun.
This is naturally the current Sun God, and will be dubbed "ancient" in future generations.
Of course, he may now call himself the Creator.
"Who are you?" Truman and the ancient sun god spoke at the sa ti, their eyes focused on each other.
But the next mont, both of them closed their eyes consciously and turned their heads.
For a mont, what Truman saw was a dark sea that seed to contain all the secrets of the world, while the ancient Sun God saw a bright dreamy phosphorescence that contained all the good wishes.
Both things are worth exploring, but both of them also felt the danger at the sa ti and turned their heads away, blocking so kind of mysterious connection.
Otherwise, the scene that seems to be a conflict of essence will happen again.
"You can call the Sun God." The ancient Sun God looked over again, but it no longer had the aning of inquiry, it was just ordinary.
"My na is Truman." Truman's eyes also lacked a little phosphorescence.
"Truman?" The ancient sun god was slightly startled, and pronounced the na in a pronunciation way that did not belong to this era, "truen?"
"There needs to be light?" Truman said the lines from the ancient sun god.
As expected, the ancient sun god's attitude changed slightly.
There was also an inexplicable change in the atmosphere between the two.
Hmm...probably good.
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