Chapter 224: Doomsday Preparation Meeting

No one could know how perilous the clash between the two top-tier Deception experts and Marauders was.

A single sentence or a single movement could be the start of a deception.

But this was also destined to be a long-lasting struggle, one that might stretch until the arrival of the Doomsday.

Chumen stood on the high tower of the Dream Castle, watching this struggle from afar.

Amon also sensed his gaze and even greeted Chumen in a friendly manner.

The biggest reason this avatar of his dared not enter the Didu was because of the "Black Emperor" Solomon; after all, this one would truly descend as a god to give him a beating.

But Chumen was likely a factor in it as well; Amon had great self-awareness and knew that certain habits of his were very annoying to his teacher.

For example, Parasitism.

"I look forward to your performance." Amon withdrew his gaze, gently pushed up his Monocle, and transformed into a stream of light, disappearing from sight.

Pallez Zoroast looked back and waved at Chumen before stepping onto the Steam Train.

Once he stepped off the Steam Train, he would have completely left the Didu.

"I'd like to see it." Chumen was still quite interested in this struggle between top-tier Deception experts.

But now, he also had more important matters to prepare for.

Chumen triggered the Dream Mark and arrived at the Dream Kingdom.

Hum!

Three streams of light descended from the sky; they were the other three participants of the Dream Council.

"Everyone, there is less than two hundred years left until the Doomsday."

This was the theme of this Dream Council, the world-ending catastrophe that had always troubled all True Gods, and even Chumen, a Quasi-Old One.

Two hundred years was a very long time for the world—it could be the rise and fall of a kingdom—but for those present, it might just be the duration of a long slumber.

"We have always been preparing for this moment." Lilith felt vaguely excited.

Only when the Doomsday arrived could her and Amanises's plans be implemented, and only then could he recover his own identity.

"But it is not enough." Chumen did not forget his current positioning.

He wanted to become an Oldest One, which meant he had to face all the dozen or so known Oldest Ones, including the three Pillars.

Those native "Oldest Ones" all wanted to take a bite out of him, a "Pure One," so his allies could only be these "second-generation" Oldest Ones before him.

"What have you foreseen again?"

Sasriel looked at Chumen.

Chumen did not waste words; he waved his hand, and countless Causality Threads formed a giant web of Fate, shrouding the entire Earth.

Then, he utilized the "Perfecter's" future foresight to conduct a causality deduction.

A river named Fate surged forward majestically, and every splash of its waves was a legend of a person.

"Please, look." Chumen's expression turned solemn as he used the "Dream" Authority to perform a foresight of the next two hundred years.

In this regard, he might not be as good as the "Omniscient and Omnipotent" or the "Fate Beacon," but he was not much weaker either.

The River of Fate flowed on, and for over a hundred years, it was completely unobstructed, but when it reached the final few decades, the River of Fate erupted instantly!

Boom!

In an instant, the entire River of Fate shattered, and Chumen's deduction came to an abrupt end.

"In the decades approaching the Doomsday, too many terrifying existences are involved; even causality deduction cannot reach them."

These terrifying existences included all the Oldest Ones and the deities who had hope of becoming Oldest Ones before the Doomsday.

"Even a Quasi-Old One cannot calculate it? Then what if you become an Oldest One?" Amanises's tone was grave.

"It won't work." Chumen shook his head; he suddenly recalled the words the "Mysteries" had said to him at the end of the Third Epoch.

"So-called fate is their will, and I am now standing almost in opposition to all of them, the Oldest Ones."

He certainly could not defeat all the Oldest Ones.

If the "Mysteries" and "God" did not return in their entirety, they would also, in all likelihood, be unable to defeat the dozen or so Oldest Ones from the outside.

But fortunately, the Oldest Ones from the outside were not a monolith either, but were fighting for their own interests.

"These few decades of fate-driven turmoil are when everything will be decided," Chumen concluded.

"So, how do you plan to respond?" Currently, Chumen was the only one in the Dream Council whose true body could walk upon the earth.

"In those few decades, the ban on gods guarding the passes will be lifted."

At that time, all True Gods would also be plotting for their own paths to becoming Oldest Ones, and the ban would exist in name only.

Of course, True Gods could descend as gods, but their God's Kingdom must remain blocked at the Barrier; this point could not be relaxed.

"The second point: I will not intervene to stop the birth of new gods."

The birth of new gods was a stabilization of the Original Barrier and also a possibility for the birth of more Oldest Ones.

"And one more thing... that is the birth of the 'Mysteries'."

At the mention of this, all the gods present fell silent.

"He is too insidious, too excessive..." Chumen sighed.

This was the most top-tier open conspiracy; he was not afraid of being known at all, and in fact, the more people who knew, the better the effect.

The arrangements made by the "Mysteries" before his fall were to ensure that all True Gods could only cultivate a "Mysteries" before the arrival of the Doomsday.

Only then could they open the Western Continent Seal before the Doomsday arrived, obtain the Source Quality, and ascend to become an Oldest One.

And the result of this was that the true "Mysteries" was highly likely to be resurrected and return in the body of the newly born one.

"..." The four present looked at each other in silence.

"The only thing to be glad about is that I roughly know where the true node is." Chumen suddenly smiled, but then added a point.

"Of course, one can never be overly optimistic; he is, after all, the top-tier Deception expert."

He even had a premonition that when that Mr. "Fool" descended into the world, something terrifying would very likely happen.

"Finally, there is the matter of precautions against 'God' and the 'Mother Goddess'."

Chumen looked toward Sasriel and Lilith.

"I have been preparing for this moment all along," Sasriel nodded gently; not only him, but Adam as well.

Lilith's expression was somewhat unsightly.

Relative to the "Mother Goddess", she...

"Come to my God's Kingdom," Lilith suddenly spoke, extending an invitation to Chumen.

Uh... Chumen looked at Lilith in astonishment.

Such a response was simple, crude, and effective enough.

"... Alright." In the end, after considering all sides, Chumen nodded gently; with his abilities, he would absolutely not be discovered by anyone.

Furthermore, after the Fourth Epoch, the identity Chumen mostly used while active in the outside world was "Dream Angel".

And within the scope of Earth, it made no difference where his true body was.

The Phantom Realm had now also entered a stage of development, and with Roselle guarding it, there was no need for him to keep watch.

Afterward, the four of them discussed various contingency plans for the Doomsday, then made revisions, and also reserved sufficient Space for reaction.

"Hiss! It just feels strange." Chumen looked at the Dream Castle and shook his head.

He transformed into a Dream Fantasy Bubble, and when he appeared again, he was already in a wilderness filled with the aura of life; at the end of the wilderness stood a magnificent Life Temple.

This place was the God's Kingdom of the Mother Goddess of Earth.