"Dream!" Cohinem stood amid the storm, sensing Truman's arrival. Her face tightened with wariness.
She still hadn't forgotten the bitter defeat Dream had dealt her.
"I bring an oracle from the Lord." Truman ignored Cohinem and proclaimed the oracle instead.
Pure, brilliant sunlight welled up from the void, and the Creator's silhouette took shape behind Truman. His radiance illuminated the entire battlefield.
All the Creator's followers on the battlefield were blessed by the light, growing stronger and more courageous.
"The Elven Divine Kingdom will ultimately crumble into dust."
At those words, every Elf's face changed dramatically.
"Blasphemer!" Cohinem pointed at him. Rolling thunder gathered into a storm and descended, crashing toward Truman.
"The Creator will reclaim all His authorities and ascend to the highest seat once more. Elves and Dragons are all False Gods!"
Truman even shouted the words, making his voice carry across the battlefield.
The entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.
This was blasphemy, without a doubt!
The Elves and Dragons were genuine Ancient Gods, and the authorities they wielded were symbols of divinity.
Then... who would dare blaspheme?
No one ever had!
Truman had become the first to declare the concept of "False Gods."
"Is he really that bold?" Even Medici was dumbfounded.
This was the ultimate provocation. He'd offended two Ancient God races with a single sentence, and they'd never let him live!
Even he, a born Provoker, had to admit Truman outdid him.
Even within the Kingdom of the Creator, no one had ever called the Elf King and the Dragon of Imagination "False Gods." They recognized their status as Ancient Gods and called this war a "Holy War."
This war was also a divine conflict waged by the awakened Creator to reclaim His own authorities.
Now, Truman's act of "blasphemy" had even alarmed