Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 572 Reclaiming Authority
"Storm Abyss" is the kingdom of the "Storm Lord".

This was also the first time that Sasriel had set foot here. He stood on the outskirts of the "Storm Abyss" and looked out at the boundless sea before him, which was shrouded in violent storms, lightning and thunder, and never-ending waves.

"Leodro." Sasriel called softly. His calm voice seemed to carry some kind of terrifying power, causing the storm and lightning over the vast ocean to pause for a moment.

And the next moment, a light suddenly appeared in the depths of the boundless ocean.

It began to accelerate with the entire vast ocean, approaching its speed limit, ready to launch a fatal blow.

No true god could safely block such a powerful and crazy attack. The most likely possibility is that both true gods would perish together.

"Be quiet, you are still too bad-tempered." Sasriel faced the sea that had accelerated at speed of light, but the sea that had accelerated at speed of light did not hurt him. Instead, it stopped strangely in front of him.

"Give me the uniqueness and a copy of the 'Thor' characteristic." Sasriel's tone was as relaxed as if a guest came to ask for a cup of tea.

"..." Leodro didn't expect this to be the beginning.

He had been waiting for this day since Sasriel truly returned as the Creator, but the scene before him seemed a little different from what He had imagined.

Then, the thoughts of the "Lord of Storms", who already had a bad temper, deviated to another direction.

Is he Leodro a god who surrenders without a fight? This is too much of an underestimation of me!

Because of the "tyrant's" rage, the storm and lightning became even more violent, and the entire kingdom of God turned blazing white.

"I know you didn't betray me on your own initiative, and you don't need to bear this stigma." Sasriel spoke again.

"Give me the characteristics, and you will still be my wind angel."

Sasriel's voice made the storm hesitate, but how could a "tyrant" surrender like this? !

"What are you doing? Can you beat Him?" Just before the "Tyrant" launched the fatal attack, a sun crashed into the sea.

In an instant, most of the vast ocean was evaporated.

"Dream!" The "Tyrant's" irrepressible roar landed on the ground, and the storm and the sun exploded at the same time.

The Tyrant's fatal blow landed on the Sun, and then both burst out with infinite energy at the same time.

Sasriel frowned slightly and had to stretch out his hand to press down the entire "Storm Abyss". An illusory ocean that seemed to embrace all colors and all possibilities was rippling inside, which caused the surrounding environment to solidify.

In the fatal blow between the two true gods, the Storm Abyss collapsed instantly, and the illusory sea was forcibly bridging the kingdom of God.

Otherwise, there will be huge loopholes in the barrier of the gods.

After a few minutes, the splashing energy was absorbed by the illusory sea, and finally stabilized and no longer broke.

"Actually, I also need a wind angel. Are you willing to be a dream angel?" Truman's voice spread throughout the "Storm Abyss" along with the last rays of sunlight.

“……” No answer, but no refusal either.

Buzz... In the depths of the "Storm Abyss", a storm and a sun floated up and drifted towards Sasriel.

This is the uniqueness and corresponding characteristics that Saslier needs.

"...Okay!" Sasriel glanced at Leodro in the depths of the "Storm Abyss" and nodded slightly, approving Truman's way of handling it. In the battle of the Third Epoch, Leodro did not actively betray, but everything was out of control under the ritual.

But some things happen and the results cannot be changed.

Under such circumstances, it is not appropriate for the Wind Angel to return to the Creator's throne. Even Leodro's brain is unlikely to be able to wrap its head around this.

Sasriel stretched out his hand, and both "Storm" and "Sun" fell into his hands.

There was only one left, and Sasriel looked towards the Kingdom of Knowledge where the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" was.

The gods of the star realm naturally saw everything that happened in the "Storm Abyss", but with Dream and the Creator working together, who would dare to move...

While Sasriel was working to reclaim power, the "Secret Angel" came to the temple of the Church of Mother Earth.

"This place... is empty." The faint mist in the eyes of the "Secret Angel" suddenly dissipated, and an illusory river that seemed to have no end flowed out.

The same behavior was shown by the "Goddess of Night" in the deepest part of the "Deep Dark Heaven". She had seen the temple of the Church of Mother Earth through the eyes of the "Hidden Angel" and understood what had happened.

The "Goddess of Night" in the form of a mythical creature walked out of the darkness. In addition to human hands, a pair of arms covered with short dark hair grew between her ribs and waist.

One of his hands was dragging a long sickle, and one hand was holding a huge dusk-colored sword. Among the other four arms, two arms were holding up invisible objects, while the human hands were idle.

"Eternal darkness." The "Goddess of Night" looked towards the deepest part of the kingdom of God, and her hands were exerted as if she was holding something heavy.

He took gradual steps, and then the entire "Deep Dark Heaven" began to shake.

Gradually, the object in the hands of the "Goddess of Night" also appeared. It was a dark, constantly flowing river.

The spaces at both ends of the river are grafted together to form a loop.

This is a tributary of the "River of Eternal Darkness". This tributary is bound by the powerful dreamy phosphorescence and is unable to break through or escape.

The "Goddess of Night" took the "River of Eternal Darkness" and the rest of the uniqueness and walked out of the "Kingdom of Deep Darkness". Relying on the connection between the kingdoms of God, she was directly teleported to the kingdom of the Mother Goddess of the Earth.

The two goddesses seemed to be well prepared for the situation at this time.

The bright stars and the deep darkness gradually spread in the kingdom of Mother Earth as the "Goddess of Night" took steps, covering the fertile plains and lush forests.

At a certain moment, the "Goddess of Night" looked up at the sky of the kingdom of God, where a bloody moon hung.

"It is indeed Him." The "Goddess of Night" confirmed her opponent and without hesitation, she strode towards the deepest part of the kingdom of the Mother Earth.

As He went deeper, the conditions of the plains and forests became more and more bizarre. The plains were barren, covered with a layer of fine white mycelium, while the forests were unusually lush, with twisted and gnarled trees and countless plump and swollen flower buds among the leaves.

At this time, the "Goddess of Night" raised the Dusk Sword.

The decaying quality of "Dusk" spread along the orange-red light. All the white mycelium died immediately, and those unusually lush trees gradually withered.

However, those swollen flower buds were stimulated and continued to expand, eventually giving birth to one giant after another, covered in pus and mutilated.

(End of this chapter)