The Power of an Ancient God

"The power of an Ancient God is truly troublesome." Truman felt deeply vexed. In the end, all he could do was open the Book of Dreams.

The phantom of the Dream Ocean beneath the Heaven of Dreams descended into reality and collided with the real ocean.

The two oceans crashed together. It was a scene beyond imagination, like two colossal beasts hundreds or thousands of meters tall colliding and fighting fiercely!

Boom!

The earth seemed to tremble and split apart. The somber leaden clouds in the sky shattered from the powerful shockwaves, breaking into fish scales.

A terrifying earthquake struck the city-state behind Truman.

Wings of Dreams descended and shielded the city-state, preventing it from collapsing in the violent quake.

The people in the city-state stared at the scene before them, forgetting to breathe, unable to hide their terror.

"What is that thing!?" Cohinem's pupils contracted. For the first time, she lost her composure. She could only see the phantom of the Dream Ocean; in truth, she was fighting an enemy that didn't exist!

Truman didn't waste words. He turned to the second page.

"Causality"!

Cohinem's gaze followed Truman's movements and landed on the Book of Dreams.

The next moment, Truman turned to the third page.

"Illusionary Dream"!

Buzz!

Cohinem lost all sensation. She involuntarily forgot everything in the present and sank into a dream woven by her own mind.

The dream was of the Elf Palace, the place she knew best. She even saw the Elf King's back within it.

He sat atop the Elf Palace, looking somewhat lonely. In a rare display, he wasn't radiating violent, mad lightning, but gazed quietly into the distance.

"The Western Continent?" Cohinem looked in that direction, too.

She wasn't one of the first Elves, so even as the Elf Queen, she couldn't touch the secret the Elf King had hidden deep within himself.

A longing stirred in her heart, and then the dream changed.

The outline of a continent she had never seen appeared in her dream.

Cohinem instantly knew it was the Western Continent she had been pursuing. Her body flew forward uncontrollably.

At that moment, even if she could tell it was a dream, she didn't want to wake up.

The temptation was irresistible.

But just as she was about to reach the continent, a peal of thunder seemed to explode in her mind.

"Wake up!"

Boom!

Cohinem opened her eyes and instinctively flew away from Truman. A powerful sense of danger welled up within her, and she wanted nothing more than to get away from that book!

At the same time, Truman's vision blurred. The same roar rang in his mind.

The "Illusionary Dream" under his control shattered, and he was left shaken to the core.

"The Elf King!" Truman's pupils contracted. An uncontrollable shudder coursed through his body, as if electricity had burrowed into every inch of his flesh, threatening to make him collapse from within.

"Get lost!" In that instant, the Book of Dreams suddenly burst into brilliant light, driving away every strange sensation!

This is the power of an Ancient God?!

Truman was still shaken.

He looked up and saw that everything had been swallowed by the light. It was gentle, like the rising sun, driving away the lightning.

The sunlight-like glow quickly faded, revealing the world as it truly was.

He saw a sun sink from the Astral World, pressing down on the Elf King's divine kingdom.

The Ancient Sun God had finally joined the battle, launching a divine war.

The Elf King roared as he strode across the waves, stood beneath the dark clouds, and wore the storm like a cloak. He held a Lightning Spear and commanded the oceans of the entire world.

The Ancient Sun God's form manifested from within the sun, a halo hanging behind his head.

Behind him hung a Curtain of Shadows, within which an eye seemed to peer at everything.

He didn't use the power of the Chaos Sea, nor did he wield any of his other authorities.

Sunlight and lightning swallowed everything. The battlefield within could no longer be seen.

"Dream, what exactly are you?!" Cohinem asked for the second time. They were far apart, and she had to use the wind to carry her voice.

Cohinem looked utterly astonished now. Her gaze on Truman was filled with wariness.

When she saw "Causality," she had looked at the Book of Dreams without being able to resist. Then, when she saw "Illusionary Dream," she had fallen into the dream she had woven for herself in an instant.

Throughout it all, she had no power to resist. She couldn't even bring herself to try. The countless Ancient God blessings upon her had been of no use.

If the Elf King hadn't intervened, she would never have been able to wake from the dream!

She could even sense the Elf King's gaze falling upon Truman, yet Truman hadn't been harmed at all.

The power Truman had unleashed in that instant hadn't been strong, but it had been enough to break free of an Ancient God's lock.

And when she tried to investigate further, the sunlight had obscured everything again. She couldn't see a thing.

"I'm not entirely sure myself..." Truman sighed and closed the Book of Dreams. He wouldn't be needed for what came next.

There would be no suspense in this battle. The Ancient Sun God wouldn't win.

Not because he couldn't, but because he wouldn't.

Over the past few centuries, the Dream Council had convened many times. During the wars between Ancient God races, the four members of the Dream Council had already worked out the pivotal events of the coming centuries.

Truman had provided the most crucial information...

The Giant Race's cooperation this time had been expected, and they had already made some plans for the later conflict with the Elf Race.

"You won't win!" Unwilling to settle for that answer, Cohinem continued to probe.

"Are you talking about that dragon?" Truman suddenly looked toward the city-state behind him.

Under the glow of Dream Phosphor, Truman noticed an anomaly in the Sea of Collective Subconsciousness within the city-state. A colossal creature had forced its way inside without causing the slightest stir. Even Hermes, who possessed a Sequence Two sealed artifact, hadn't noticed it.

Only the Dragon of Imagination could do something like that.

"You!" Cohinem's expression turned stern as she stared at Truman.

"See? This divine war might last quite a while." Truman fell silent and focused his eyes with Dream Phosphor, watching the battle between an Ancient God and a dual-Pathway True God.

In that boundless ocean, blanketed by violent wind and rain and filled with lightning in every corner, the Elf King's body had become insubstantial, turning into lightning itself.

He drove that entire ocean to the limit of its speed, creating a "tsunami" capable of destroying a planet.

Compared to such a tsunami, the wave raised by the Queen of Calamities just moments ago was nothing.

On the other side, the Ancient Sun God had transformed into countless blazing, radiant suns. Those innumerable suns had formed an ocean of light.

The immense heat vaporized everything, while boundless energy burst from those suns.

The two sides had reached a stalemate.

"Roar!" The Elf King's roar still carried the fury of a Tyrant. The sea of lightning began to change, and the power of other authorities started to surge within it.

The characteristics within the Elf King were not entirely pure, either. His body contained high-sequence characteristics from other Pathways.

Truman couldn't tell what they were.

There were many high-sequence characteristics that had left no trace in this age: "Black Emperor" and "Justiciar," "Hermit" and "Paragon," "Demoness," and even the two remaining sets of characteristics and the Uniqueness of "Wheel of Fortune."

When such things were "dead," they affected a vast region. When "alive," they became an Angel or a Monster. Those that still hadn't been found were likely to have been eaten.