Chapter 61: 「Myriad Phenomena」

The battlefield of humans and Elves fell silent; all humans and Elves were looking up at the Mythical Creature Form of the Dream Angel.

This was very strange, not belonging to any known Mythical Creature, and it was even more impossible to guess the Sequence and Pathway of the Dream Angel from it.

The Mythical Creature Form of any Pathway carries intense Corruption; if an ordinary person glances at it, their mind will collapse and they will die.

However, there was no such feeling from the Mythical Creature Form before them; it could be looked at directly.

"To look directly at the Dreamer, one must become a believer in the Dream?" A strange smile flashed in Chumen's eyes; this was compulsory, even more exaggerated than the proselytizing of the Sun Pathway.

At the same time, those Demigod Angels who looked directly at the Dream Body felt a sense of alarm in their hearts and immediately averted their gazes.

As long as they looked for long enough, their faith would change just the same.

Chumen retracted this Mythical Creature Form and returned to his human appearance; he looked up at the Elf King, who had locked onto him and might drop another Lightning Storm at any moment.

He probably could not have anticipated such a scene, and even now, in the standoff with the Ancient Sun God, he still cast his gaze toward Chumen.

Amidst that gaze filled with tyranny and the desire for destruction, Chumen opened the fourth page of the Dream Book in his hand.

It had completely manifested the moment Chumen's Dream Body took shape, signifying Chumen's deeper control over the Dream Book.

This was something he had explored for hundreds of years, but he had never been able to fully glimpse it, dragging on until now.

Now, Chumen also knew the reason.

"Myriad Phenomena." Chumen named the Authority recorded in the book; it symbolized all the complex and endless things in Reality, the Spirit World, and the Astral World.

It represented the fickleness and endless possibilities of the "Dream" Authority.

Just as Fate has countless forks, Fate only presents its true appearance after Chumen makes an autonomous choice.

"Elf." This was the change Chumen chose.

In the next instant, Chumen's spirit body, physical body, and even his Fate changed.

His eyes became as blue and deep as the ocean, and his hair was dyed with the colors of lightning and the ocean.

He truly became an Elf, and even... an Elf King!

"Lightning Storm!"

Chumen snapped his fingers, following the tyrannical desire that suddenly surged within his heart.

A Lightning Storm, capable of destroying a continent and causing a planet-level Disaster, formed at the snap of Chumen's fingers and struck toward the Elf King!

"Blasphemer! You dare to Steal my Authority?!" The Elf King roared; he had likely never been struck by lightning since gaining sentience.

But that god-level Lightning Storm was real and true, not a bit inferior to the one the Elf King himself had unleashed.

Boom!

A certain boundary shattered before Chumen's eyes; at this moment, he seemed to have truly become the Storm itself, possessing the status of an Ancient God!

"Tsunami... uh!" Chumen suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and his Elf King form dissipated directly!

"Knowledge and understanding." Chumen quickly found the reason; he had mastered a True God-level Lightning Storm, but that was all he had mastered.

This was the limitation and deficiency of the "Myriad Phenomena" Authority; he could not transform into things he did not yet understand in detail, possessing the status but lacking the Authority.

"Am I considered a true 'Demigod' now? Half a True God, or perhaps I could be called a 'False God'?"

Chumen also quickly learned the way he had obtained the True God Authority; it was a kind of "Stealing," or rather "re-enacting," and in terms of its upper limit, it was unimaginably high.

This method of obtaining Authority was also very simple; like this Lightning Storm, he understood it once he was struck by it.

"I have probably truly become a 'Blasphemer'."

Chumen looked fiercely at the Elf King, his eyes shining; as long as the Elf King struck him a few more times, who would be the Elf King was not yet certain!

"Damn it!" The Elf King glared at Chumen from above the Astral World, but he dared not bring down divine punishment again; the intuition of an Ancient God let him know the path by which this Blasphemer had stolen his Authority.

"Come and hit me!" Chumen shouted, and Medici was even prostrating on the ground; true Provocation should be this simple and unadorned.

The Elf King's eyes were filled with tyranny, but he understood that ignoring Chumen was the best way to handle him.

"Let me do it." A voice sounded in Chumen's ear.

Chumen looked toward the direction of the Creator's Divine Kingdom; a Sun was slowly rising into the Astral World.

The Ancient Sun God was going to take action personally to reclaim the Elf King's Authority.

Of course, there was also a tiny possibility that he did not want the Authority he had not yet obtained to be stolen away just like that...

"Tsk, what a pity!" Chumen made a "tsk" sound like Medici, knowing the outcome of this God War; the Elf King would likely be completely gone.

He would not be able to find such a good target for Provocation in the future.

"The war should end." Chumen landed on the ground, located at the center of the battle between the human and Elf armies.

"You should know what I mean." Chumen looked at the Queen of Calamity.

The Queen of Calamity, Gaoxinamu, looked up at the God War in the Astral World, her eyes filled with uncontrollable terror.

"How is it possible..." Her eyes seemed to have lost all color.

Chumen did not even need to look to know the scene in the Astral World.

The "Black Emperor Crown" and "Scroll of Civilization" on his body had already been taken by the Ancient Sun God to "herd."

Added to that were the newly acquired Unique of the Judge Pathway, the "Brass Book," the Unique of the Error Pathway, and even the Blasphemy Slate.

These Uniques had already been integrated into the virtual personality separated from the Chaos Sea, approximating a living being, and could be "herded."

The Authority mastered by the Ancient Sun God, fully equipped with divine gear, was already infinitely approaching "Omniscient and Omnipotent."

In that chaos-colored sea, the Ancient Sun God became a huge light and shadow that seemed capable of supporting the heavens and the earth.

Within the light and shadow, there were several extremely special areas: twisted lines, written laws, the progress of civilization, and a huge clock.

Those were the manifestations of Authorities such as "Distortion," "Order," "Civilization," and "Error."

This was likely the embodiment of "herding" omnipotence; after exiling these Uniques, the Ancient Sun God had also mastered these Authorities.

The sunlight shone on every corner of the Real World, and countless believers knelt on the ground, praying devoutly.

"The Lord who created everything, the Omniscient and Omnipotent God: You are the source of all greatness, you are the beginning, and you are the end; you are the God of Gods, the Dominator of the vast Astral World..."

The prayers of endless believers converged into an ocean of faith; countless points of light were emitting a faint glow, and they merged into that chaos-colored sea, causing it to churn endlessly, with the phantoms of the "White Tower," "Storm," and "Mind" emerging.

At this time, the Ancient Sun God could indeed be considered a Half-Old One.

This time, the Ancient Sun God who revealed himself to the world seemed to stand above the tide of history, possessing supreme ruling power.

And compared to him, the Elf King opposite him already showed signs of decline.

He still launched a light-speed impact carrying endless seawater, and the lightning capable of piercing through a planet was also blazing.

But all of this was useless.

Under the suppression of the Chaos Sea and other powerful Authorities, the Elf King's Authority was being gradually stripped away.

He had been completely suppressed and had no hope left.

"This is the tide of history," Chumen said softly.

"The tide of history that you determined?!" Gaoxinamu shouted sternly.