Treasury

Within the Heaven of Dreams, four figures descended upon that beautiful, ethereal palace.

"This is for you." Amanises handed a quill to Truman.

"Success?" It was only natural; with the Goddess taking action personally, the Dragon of Nightmare could not escape.

"The Pen of Alsuhod..." Truman took the quill, and an urge to write a story surged into his heart.

That was the instinct of an "Author."

Simultaneously, the Sea of Dreams rippled, as if a certain power were echoing in response.

That was the power of "Causality."

The two powers could merge to a certain extent, reaching a new level in the interference of fate.

"As expected, this pen is perfectly compatible with me!" Truman was quite satisfied.

Sasrir looked at the quill in Truman's hand, his expression slightly strange, yet he said nothing.

In the many previous sessions of the Dream Council, the group had already made various plans and compromises; this pen would be "temporarily" hidden in the Kingdom of Deep Darkness.

This was also the price for the Goddess of Misfortune acting personally.

However, Sasrir's side retained the right of redemption; as long as they paid a sufficient price, they could exchange it back.

But now that the Pen of Alsuhod was in Truman's hands, was there any hope of getting it back?

Sasrir was skeptical, but he did not care too much. The characteristics on the Dragon of Imagination were already sufficient for the Ancient Sun God.

"Who is next?" Lilith was uninterested in this and looked at the other three. "You are all too slow. I do not wish to wait another few hundred years."

"The next step is the Abyss," Sasrir said softly. "The plan is about to enter a critical moment, and any spoiler at this time would be fatal."

The Demon Monarch Farbauti was the greatest source of instability.

For an Ancient God who was completely insane and aimed at destroying the world and defiling the universe, any action was possible.

Therefore, before the Ancient Sun God truly launched the war to reclaim his authorities, such instability had to be eradicated.

"If possible, I hope you can also take action," Sasrir said suddenly.

"Are you sure?" Lilith frowned slightly. After several hundred years, she had fully digested her initial "Mother of Abundance" portion, becoming an Angel with extremely stable humanity.

But the Demon Monarch was an opponent she, as an Ancient God, could not handle; now, it was even less possible.

"This is a commission. I hope all three of you can participate. You have sufficient ability to nip any accidents in the bud."

Sasrir's expression turned serious as he looked at the three.

Truman was thoughtful. "The Abyss?"

"Yes." Sasrir nodded gravely. "I need you to help me confirm the current situation of the Abyss."

"Next, the Creator will go to war with the Abyss demon race to protect humanity," Sasrir revealed the subsequent plan.

"Something has entered?" Truman could not help but ask. The timeline did not match!

Things from the outside should only be able to invade this world at a much later point in time, and their power would be extremely limited.

Now, at the end of the Second Epoch, the barrier was at its most stable.

"Not quite," Sasrir denied. "We are just making some preparations."

So, the Ancient Sun God had made some prophecy about the future?

Truman could only say that the prophecy had likely come true.

In the future he knew, the Abyss had never been doing well.

"The reward is..." Sasrir paused before continuing, his eyes drifting between Amanises and Lilith.

"All known intelligence regarding the starry sky, the history before the Second Epoch, and the legitimate right to proselytize after my Lord returns to the Sequence Status of the Creator."

"As for you..." Sasrir looked at Truman. "You will be in charge of the Creator's treasury."

This reward had been carefully considered by Sasrir. It was merely stewardship; the ownership remained unchanged. Truman could use the items, but if the Ancient Sun God demanded them, he would have to return them.

Truman's eyes lit up.

Currently, the Creator's treasury contained at least the "Black Emperor" uniqueness, the "Perfecter" uniqueness, and several Sequence 1 characteristics.

If the Ancient Sun God successfully reclaimed his authorities, the "Door" pathway uniqueness and Sequence 1 characteristics might appear there, along with others...

Before these characteristics were bestowed upon anyone, they would be in his own pocket!

Truman was very interested in this!

Amanises and Lilith both nodded. The history before the Second Epoch and knowledge of the starry sky were crucial and must be mastered.

And that right to proselytize would play an important role in the future.

"Very well, it is settled." Sasrir did not even need to ask for Truman's opinion; he finalized the matter directly.

"Then, can you give me the treasury first?" Truman could hardly wait.

Ever since the Robe of the Sage had fused with the "Artisan" Sequence 2 "Master," Truman had mastered the ability to craft Mystical Items.

The last time he had casually molded a mask with minimal negative effects for Hermes, it was based on this principle.

If all those items came into his hands, he would truly take off!

Sasrir tossed a golden key to Truman. "This is a key notarized by the Lord. You can use it to open the treasury of the Kingdom of the Creator."

"Good!" Truman took the key, and he could vaguely sense the existence of a space; that should be the depths of the Kingdom of the Creator.

"Then this meeting concludes here. Everyone, take some rest and prepare for the next step."

Among the Elves, the Queen of Calamities returned to the Elf Palace.

After fighting the Angel of Dreams, her state was poor, mentally deranged and exhausted.

"Goshenam!" the Elf King spoke. His voice sounded like rolling Thunder, which actually made Goshenam's spirit shake, suppressing the restlessness in her heart.

"King! You defeated the Sun! You destroyed the alliance between the Sun and the Giants!" Goshenam recovered her normal appearance and congratulated the Elf King.

"I will personally carve a mural for you to record this war, to be passed down through the ages!"

Goshenam's words made the Elf King in the palace feel much better; his irritability seemed to be suppressed, allowing him to think normally.

One had to wonder why Goshenam became the Elf Queen!

"Haha!" The Elf King laughed, his voice deafening like thunder. "That's right, this time Almir has locked horns with Gregali, and the cooperation with the Sun has been declared a failure. He is now guarded against by all the gods; he lost miserably!"

"That dragon ran so fast, but he was still hit by the Sun and me, and he is severely injured!"

The Elf King's tyranny was suppressed, and his mental state improved. However, Goshenam fell into unease again.

The Dragon of Imagination had run too fast; it was hard not to suspect what had happened, and who was the one profiting from this?!