Chapter 154: Medici

"Trensost has gone to the Dark Kingdom of the Evernight Goddess; the Brass Book is there."

Adam directly informed Alistair of Trensost's whereabouts.

"Has the 'Evernight Goddess' really broken with the Dream Duke?" Alistair knew some inside information.

Adam maintained a smile, merely stating a fact, "The 'Brass Book' is in the hands of the Evernight Goddess; this news has already been confirmed by the God of War."

"So, you are forcing the 'Evernight Goddess' to hoard the Brass Book and completely draw a line with the Dream Duke?" Alistair frowned deeply.

Because of the relationship between the "Evernight Goddess" and the Dream Duke, the trust these True Gods had in the "Evernight Goddess" had always been limited, and they spared no effort to destroy the relationship between the two.

Adam was noncommittal; the camp where He and Sasriel were located always maintained a certain degree of tacit understanding—they would not be soft-handed, but they would not focus their schemes on certain things that should not be spoken of.

"You are forcing me, too!" A crazy flame seemed to be burning in Alistair Tudor's eyes.

If Trensost betrayed them, as the other "most loyal" Angel, His situation might not be very good...

All of Their honor came from the Black Emperor!

"I want the Brass Book, too." Alistair looked at Adam and proposed His own conditions.

"It is too late." Adam shook His head slightly, "When I came to find you last time, Olnia also went to find Trensost."

Olnia, the Sequence 1 "Beauty Goddess" of the "Moon" Pathway, now the Blood Moon Queen of the Blood Clan, led the Blood Clan while maintaining connections with both the Mother Goddess of Earth Church and the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

The flames in Alistair's eyes suddenly exploded, "Then you are forcing me to die!"

If the "Evernight Goddess" and the other deities wanted to groom Trensost into a "Judge," then His path would be completely blocked.

At that time, He would not even have the chance to become a Sequence 1, let alone become a god?!

"You won't die, you will only go mad." Adam calmly informed Alistair of the result.

"I have come here, so you have actually already lost the room to choose." Adam merely lifted His hand slightly, and Alistair's thought of fighting to the death and attracting Solomon's attention was erased.

A Sequence 2 Angel actually had no ability to resist in front of Adam.

Of course, a very important point was that the Dream Duke was not in this Solomon Kingdom capital; otherwise, even with the power of the gods, especially the protection of the Hidden Authority, Adam would not have dared to enter here.

"This is the normal trajectory." Adam looked toward the direction of the Dream Duke Castle and suddenly sighed.

The things Adam obtained from the memory of "God" were truly not few; among them were things related to Chumen's Dream, as well as things related to Source Quality and Outer Gods.

Those were all pieces of knowledge not recorded on the second Blasphemy Slate; at the current stage, only Adam knew them.

At the current stage, the crazy influx of various Source Qualities from the Western Continent into the North and South Continents, besides the arrangements of the "Lord of the Mysteries," also had a share from Adam, or rather, "God" and the "Creator."

Adam's purpose was to temporarily divert the Dream Duke who had disrupted the Balance, so as to gain room for maneuvering.

"Ah, Adam must be plotting against me again." Chumen walked with Bethel amidst the boundless Grey Fog, his spirituality stirred, and he had a premonition.

"Teacher, do you need me to go back?" Bethel was slightly worried; in His eyes, Adam was the eldest son of the Creator, the "Imaginary Angel," and His schemes must be treated with caution.

"No need. I can roughly guess what he is doing, but if He wants to succeed, He still has to ask me."

Chumen and Bethel used the "Door" Authority together to "close the door," which counted as reinforcing the seal of this Western Continent.

The current Bethel was only a ritual away from "Door," and with his assistance, he could also deceive that Grey Fog and exercise certain Authorities of the "Lord of the Mysteries."

However, this Grey Fog was truly too bizarre; it completely blocked the path from the North and South Continents to the Western Continent, yet it could allow the Source Qualities of the Western Continent to seep through, which really gave Chumen a headache.

"This thing is simply impossible to finish repairing." Chumen was also clear that what he could do now was limited.

The most he could do was restrict a few Source Qualities, but those Source Qualities that had already taken root and left coordinate points in the North and South Continents could not be completely driven back.

Suddenly, Chumen's action of "closing the door" slowed slightly. He looked at Bethel and instructed, "You handle the Grey Fog seal here first. I remembered some things and need to go deal with them."

Chumen left the Grey Fog, opened the Dream Book in a secluded corner, and sank his consciousness into it.

"Amanises?" Chumen arrived at the Dream Kingdom and saw the "Evernight Goddess."

It was not time for a routine meeting; rather, Amanises had invited Chumen to meet through the Dream Mark.

"Your 'Brass Book' is about to be gone." Amanises leaned lightly against the high-backed chair behind her, her tone gentle.

"......" Chumen blinked, his face revealing realization, "Is it Trensost?"

"You know?" Amanises was somewhat surprised. She had come here immediately after the resolution of the gods; even Lilith did not have the time to inform Chumen in advance.

"Guessed it." Chumen brushed it off casually, then changed the subject, "Is it Badehaier?"

Badehaier had once been severely pitted by the Brass Book and had lost the God War.

"It is Him." Amanises nodded imperceptibly.

"Truly both unskilled and love to play." Chumen commented on this.

"As for Trensost, let Him be; my things are mine in the end."

At most, it would just go on a trip, and in the end, it would still have to return to Chumen's hands.

"As long as you have a plan in mind." Amanises nodded lightly, after which she went offline directly and left the Dream Kingdom.

"Trensost... then what about Alistair?"

Chumen suddenly thought of Medici. This guy was truly too miserable; he had been ambushed by Adam and Alistair, who had stewed Him together with the two angels he hated most.

After that, for thousands of years, they had fused together and turned into a hotpot evil spirit.

"Tsk! It's been a long time since I've seen Little Red." Chumen could think of Medici because of Alistair, and even more so because of a certain spiritual premonition—something might have happened over there.

Chumen was not in a hurry; he walked slowly into the Grey Fog and continued to reinforce the Grey Fog seal. This was the most urgent matter; if he really let all the Source Qualities seep through, he would be in real trouble.

But in that Dream Duke Castle, a phantom stream of light suddenly flashed, heading toward Medici's fief.

"Binxi..." That information stream manifested directly in this small seaside town.

This was one of the rewards Medici had received during the Solomon Empire's founding war; He had used it as a family residence and built a town of considerable scale.

The phantom stream of light condensed into a human shape, and Chumen stepped out from the information stream.

And the moment Chumen stepped onto this land, a certain repulsive force acted upon him.