Chapter 109: Rose Redemption

Chumen's anchoring of himself naturally refers to maintaining a clear self-awareness, so as not to fall into that state of near-eternal silence where one does not know if they can ever wake up.

"Rest assured, I am already prepared to face 'God' head-on," Chumen said.

The other three were also much more at ease.

The current Chumen is a true True God in strength and will play an important role in opposing "God."

If a True God-level combatant were missing, this planned assassination would be even more difficult.

"Prepare for that 'Rose Redemption' gathering."

Finally, Sasriel looked around the circle and decided to personally push for the establishment of this organization.

"Good!" The others all nodded.

Three figures disappeared one after another into the Dream Kingdom; Chumen walked out of this supreme palace of the Dream Kingdom and gazed into the Dream Sea below.

Vast and boundless, the Dream Sea, which seems to connect to every life, was currently caught in a certain turmoil due to sensing the awakening of "God."

Such a manifestation was already much better than the situation long ago when Chumen had just awakened and encountered the Chaos Sea.

At that time, the Dream Book would riot directly upon sensing the aura of that Source Quality, wanting to collide with the Chaos Sea.

"Weakening the Dream Book is feasible..." Chumen looked at the Dream Sea, having a holistic perception of the entire Dream Book.

The number of Dream Path Beyonders in the Starry Sky is already quite large, and the massive bestowals have weakened the power of the Dream Book significantly.

But for Chumen, this is actually a good thing.

"I am Dream, but Dream is not just me."

What is weakened is the part other than Chumen, which makes Chumen's control over the Dream Book more handy, and the tendency to fall into slumber has also been slightly weakened.

When the Dream Book is weakened to a certain degree and he completely controls the Dream Book, he will likely be able to grasp the true Authority of "Dream."

This Authority is also easy to understand: it is making dreams come true and having one's wishes fulfilled; it overlaps somewhat with "Imagination," but its status is comparable to a Pillar.

As for the power bestowed by the Dream Book, it can all be reclaimed; how many years can an ordinary Beyonder live?

In these few hundred years, those Dream Path Beyonders have already been replaced by a new generation.

Chumen arrived at the Giant King's Court.

This place has been abandoned for a long time; of course, as the God's Kingdom of the previous generation of "Twilight," it still maintains sufficient strength so as not to collapse.

"Hidden"!

A faint human figure walked out from behind Chumen.

Her appearance only made the color of the void deepen a little, outlining a female figure shrouded in mist.

This is the true body of Amanises, who has not appeared in the Real World for a long time.

After she arrived, the power of Hidden began to take effect; the Giant King's Court still existed there, but no one, not even Angels or True Gods, could notice this place.

It was as if such a magnificent God's Kingdom had never appeared here.

"They have already arrived," Chumen nodded gently.

Hmm! Amanises nodded gently, and her figure disappeared directly.

And Chumen also walked toward the most magnificent Shenshen, gently pushing open that door.

The light of Twilight shone into the palace, and Chumen also saw the layout inside clearly.

This is a hall depicting countless murals; in the center of the hall is a dark red long table, surrounded by high-backed chairs with intricate patterns.

Chumen walked into it, and a certain scene in his memory seemed to cross the boundary between illusion and reality, arriving here.

The difference is that this time, he will also participate in this lively gathering.

"Dream, you have come." Sasriel sat high at the head of the table, where there were two high-backed chairs; she sat on the left, and on the right high-backed chair was that faint shadow.

The ostensible conveners of this gathering were still Sasriel and Amanises.

Chumen walked toward the first chair on the left, passing Ouroboros and Medici in turn—after excluding those three King of Angels who might be problematic, the strength on the Creator Kingdom side was somewhat thin.

And the number of people on the right was four, namely the gentle, dignified, and all-encompassing "Mother Goddess of Earth," the "God of War" wearing decaying armor, the "God of Death" wearing a deep black robe with profound features, and the mummy "God of Spirit" wrapped in bandages.

"We gather here to redeem ourselves, and also to maintain the Balance of this world."

After Chumen sat down, Amanises's voice sounded faintly, echoing in the ears of the attendees.

"There is no need to feel guilty; that is of no benefit to us. Division and departure are the most fundamental order of this world."

"This is also His thought; we are merely the executors of this plan."

"It cannot be denied that we all have our own dark thoughts and desires, but this is normal."

"Death and blood are inevitable; we will use 'Rose Redemption' as our name to redeem the world, to redeem Him, and to redeem you and me."

Everyone listened very quietly, even the most arrogant Medici did not interrupt.

"Heh, what a gathering of traitors." Of course, Medici began his performance after Amanises finished speaking.

He leaned back against the chair and put his feet on the dark red long table, not caring at all about the True Gods opposite.

"This time, the ones who are betraying are you..." As a god with real experience, Badehaier swept his gaze across the four King of Angels opposite.

"Oh? You have a 'last time' too?" Medici raised his eyebrows arrogantly, very interested in the story of the "last time," "Do you want to share some advanced experience?"

While speaking, Medici looked at the "Mother Goddess of Earth."

The matter of the "God of War" betraying the Giant King is no secret in the circle of King of Angels.

"Alright." Before Medici could Provoke the "Mother Goddess of Earth," Sasriel stopped him and turned the topic in the right direction.

"After my independent struggle fails, that one's power will reach the same level as mine, but you do not need to be overly worried."

"Most of that one's power will be suppressed by me, and you only need to kill me at the appropriate time."

Sasriel's words made the scene quiet, among which Ouroboros and Medici both uncontrollably showed a kind of resistance.

Although they already knew what specifically needed to be done, not everyone could manage to assassinate the object of their loyalty for nearly a thousand years.

"Regardless of success or failure, everyone will receive the formula for becoming an Oldest One."

"Everything will be handled by Dream."

Everyone's gaze focused on Chumen.

"In addition to this, I will include as a gift a piece of intelligence on an Outer God that I brought back from the Starry Sky," Chumen said, making the eyes of the gods present light up once again.

As a pioneer who has stepped into the Starry Sky, the intelligence Chumen possesses regarding the Starry Sky is more than what the entire Earth knows today.

And at the level of deities, the Starry Sky is something they must face.