After sorting out his own gains and integrating "cause and effect", Truman suddenly rembered one thing
He opened the first page of the "Book of Dreams" and reminded all mbers to prepare for the eting. By the way, Truman also invited the last mber.
Under the starry sky, in the Dream Heaven, several true gods belonging to the Dream Council appeared one after another, and then Truman also ca in.
It was also at this ti that everyone looked at the high-backed chair that had been empty for thousands of years.
Wearing an all-black formal suit and a half-high silk top hat, Klein slowly erged from the high-backed chair and looked at everything in front of him in amazent.
"Here..." Klein even felt a kind of... peace that he had never felt since becoming an angel.
"Welco to the 'Dream Heaven', you are the fourth guest here." Truman looked at Klein with a chuckle and congratulated him.
"As you can see, I am the 'Dinghai Shenzhen' in everyone's 'tug of war' ga here."
"Tug of war", "Dinghaishenzhen"... Klein instantly understood what Truman ant.
"No wonder your secret gathering has been able to go for thousands of years without any news being revealed."
Friendship is secondary, the most important thing is interests!
In this world where the underlying rules are chaos and madness, who doesn't want this kind of "dwelling needle"? Who can give up after experiencing it? !
"Now you are one of us." Truman pointed to the "Secret" symbol on the high-backed chair behind Klein.
"...Will the winner sit here?" Klein nodded slightly.
"Welco." The other three looked at Klein and nodded friendly.
"Hello." Klein still felt his heart shake as he looked at Saslier, Amanisis and Lilith.
Although I had expected it, only sitting here can I feel the shock.
"Okay, everyone knows each other, so I don't need to introduce you. Let talk about so of my gains from this trip." Truman saw that the atmosphere was good and directly raised this topic.
"..." Klein suddenly felt the mood of the "Hanged Man" in his Tarot Society, with all kinds of speculations and shocks.
"There are at least ten foreign gods. This is what I feel, and they have done sothing to ." Truman's face beca serious.
This amount made Klein's heart skip a beat again.
"The most powerful among them is the 'Fallen Mother Goddess'. Although she no longer has the status of a 'pillar', she can still use its symbols."
"With our current strength, we will definitely lose when the end cos."
"Isn't it enough for the three of you?" Klein glanced at the others and asked cautiously.
"None of the three of us are in complete condition. This is the most fatal thing." Truman shook his head slightly.
"What's different from is that although you two are both 'pillars', your opponents are not only those outside the barrier but also those inside the body."
"Under the premise of suppressing your predecessor and maintaining your sanity, the combat power you can exert now may only be at the level of the 'Fallen Mother Goddess'."
"So how many do you think you can fight?"
"One is fine, two are under pressure, and three may be held back."
"Of course, if any of you are going crazy, you can ignore ."
Truman is the one who has truly fought against those alien gods, and he has the most say at this ti.
"The current situation is that the outer gods are likely to cooperate to a certain extent and kill us first and then seize the source of matter."
Klein's face beca a little stiff when he thought of the Outer Gods who escaped at super-light speeds because of him.
If he really entered the starry sky in his current state, he might face more than just three foreign gods...
"So we need sefirah." Amanisis looked at Klein and said softly.
"Western Continent?" Klein reacted instantly.
"Now, I should be able to open an opening..." Klein thought for a while and said.
Because of Truman's "Sea-Dinging Needle", he is now in good condition and can use the "Source Castle" to "open the door" on the seal.
"I can go there." Truman quickly raised his hand to show that he was good at fighting.
"Are you going?" Saslier glanced at Truman, "Okay, there is no other choice."
Both Klein and Him now need ti to balance the spiritual will in the body and integrate themselves, while the other two may not be of much significance in the past.
"Then the decision is yours, but you need to help get the 'Brother's Nest'." Lilith said.
"Okay, it won't be a problem to pull the 'River of Eternal Darkness' over by the way." Truman glanced at Amanysis.
"Okay." Amanissis nodded lightly.
Very well, all mbers of the Dream Parliant have reached a consensus.
"Okay, I'll send you there soti."
"Well... you also inform other hopeful true gods to be prepared." Truman thought for a while and added.
"good."
"Then I have one last thing, where is Bethel?" Truman looked at Klein.
"He is in my spirit, helping with the tug of war." Klein has no reluctance. If he could, he wouldn't even want Bethel to participate in this tug of war.
"Then get ready." Truman stood up and walked towards Klein.
Klein stiffened, took a deep breath, relaxed himself, and suppressed the will of the "Lord of Mysteries" in his body.
Under the premise of having the "Dinghai Shenzhen", Bethel's effect in this tug-of-war is relatively limited.
"Hold on!" Truman reached out to Klein's head under the cautious gazes of the other three.
This carelessness might cause a fight between the two "Old Ones".
After approaching Klein's head, Truman's hand suddenly beca illusory and entered the spiritual world.
At the sa ti, Klein's "head" opened.
Can this be considered a craniotomy in the sense of mysticism?
There was a chaotic gray mist in Klein's cracked head, which was the embodint of Klein's spiritual sea.
In that chaotic mist, there seed to be so strange balance. Klein's consciousness had basically ford a balance with the "Lord of Mysteries".
"Bethel." Truman called softly.
After his voice sounded, a faint starlight suddenly lit up in the chaotic gray mist.
Truman's eyes lit up, and he decisively reached for the starlight.
The "Lord of Mysteries" did not stop him, and Klein also restrained his instinct.
"Co out." Fantasy said.
Buzz!
Truman's hand suddenly retracted, holding the ball of starlight.
The starlight instantly expanded after leaving the gray mist, becoming a human-shaped outline.
Klein closed his "head" and stretched out his hand to pull two "Star Key" characteristics from the "Source Castle" and rged them into the starlight.
"You're too ssy." Truman frowned, but his hands were not slow, and he stuffed a ball of light into Bethel's gradually solidifying body.
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