Chapter 84: Imagination

"The final victor?" Sasriel nodded gently; this was within expectations. Only "Mysteries" could sit upon that chair, not the person who sits upon that chair could become "Mysteries."

The topic regarding "Mysteries" was quickly passed over.

"I hope you can instruct Amon for a period of time," Sasriel requested of Chumen. As for Adam, He did not speak, for He would personally instruct this God's Eldest Son.

Er... so that's what was waiting here! Chumen had previously refused Sasriel in a roundabout way, but now he seemed unable to find a reason to refuse.

Isn't this just becoming Amon's teacher?

Chumen glanced at Amon. This little brat was looking at Medici with a look of displeasure, while Medici wore a smile with a hint of Provoke, as if encouraging Amon to steal the Unique on His body...

Medici was also a natural Mythical Creature; only the Creator Himself could make Him feel faith and awe, and the Creator's son was not within this scope.

"Hmm?" Amon suddenly turned his head to look at Chumen, who had very little presence behind Sasriel. At the same time, Adam was also paying attention to Chumen.

While Chumen was observing them, both children who were essentially living Uniques keenly sensed that Chumen was different from other Angels.

"Interesting!"

Damn it, Amon, only four days old, already knows how to push up a Monocle...

As for Adam, he gave Chumen a pure and innocent smile.

Tsk...

Chumen nodded gently and agreed.

Afterward, all the Angels and believers fell silent, watching as the Creator transformed into a blazing radiance, gradually disappearing into the Astral World.

And in that instant, a grand light rain that almost covered the entire world descended from the sky, dripping and seeping into the bodies of all living beings.

This was a "Baptism" at the level of the Oldest One, a combination of the "Sun" and "Imagination" Authorities, capable of calming the madness within the body, similar to Chumen's Dream Phosphor.

It was just that... this "Baptism" from the Creator was very special, possessing the effect of "Naturalization." After today, the faithless would praise the Sun, and those with faith would not reject the Sun.

This was the might of a Creator.

The hymns of praise for the Creator would not stop even if sung for seven days and seven nights. Chumen slipped away halfway through and returned to the Dream Territory, opening "Myriad Phenomena."

On this page, "Myriad Phenomena" had gained a new change, which was precisely "Imagination." Now he could even directly transform into a Dragon of Imagination, acting as that person active in this world.

"Wonderful!" Chumen tapped his finger, and his body began to undergo some subtle changes. He did not directly transform into a Giant Dragon, but maintained his human form; his skin was fluorescent and fair, and upon close inspection, there were dense dragon scales.

His eyes also became sufficiently clear, as if they could reflect the entire world.

"I have become a god? A 'Visionary'?" Chumen truly felt the status of a real god, unlike the illusory nature of the previous "Elf," but a complete god status!

"The 'Imagination' Authority really suits me well!"

In Chumen's pupils, a world seemed to be taking shape: high-rise buildings, bustling traffic, iron birds with wings flying, and iron shells with four round legs running.

One of the Authorities of the "Visionary": the kingdom of Fantasy shall inevitably descend upon the Real World.

If Chumen were willing, once this scene descended, it would be a true "City of Miracles."

However, Chumen shook his head gently, not allowing this city to descend, and instead began to ponder other aspects of the "Imagination" Authority.

The two main aspects of the Authority went without saying—they would not be weaker than the Dragon of Imagination—but some applications in other areas made Chumen quite interested.

"I don't have any Characteristics in my body, so can I imagine two portions of Sequence 1 into existence?"

Chumen blinked, and then two clusters of light fell into his hands.

Two "Writer" Characteristics!

"They are real, and they are also illusory." Chumen frowned, understanding their essence.

These two "Writer" Characteristics could be concocted into a Potion and consumed by someone, but the prerequisite was that he must never lift the "Visionary" transformation effect.

Once he lifted his own transformation, these two Characteristics would still dissipate, and the person who consumed the Potion to become a "Writer" would fall to Sequence 2, and might even lose control.

"And their essence is still Dream Phosphor."

Dreamy Creation—this was something Chumen had mastered from the beginning. He could manifest some ordinary food, buildings, etc., but the essence was still Dream Phosphor, and it could not manifest Beyonder Characteristics.

"But it's not without gains..." Chumen experimented with various hypotheses he had regarding the "Imagination" Authority.

"Imagination" was also a manifestation of being "Omniscient and Omnipotent." Imagining various realities that did not exceed a certain limit was a terrifying Authority.

And this limit was generally the boundary of a god; among them, the Unique was too special and difficult to imagine.

"Chumen!" Medici's voice rang out from the outside. Chumen was currently inside the Statue and saw at a glance that Medici was hitting his Statue with a fist.

"Sasriel asked me to bring this little Crow over!"

Chumen had already seen a Crow on Medici's shoulder.

There was an illusory mark around the Crow's right eye.

In this short amount of time, this natural Mythical Creature had once again explored a new way to play.

Chumen walked out from the Statue and brought the two Kings of Angels to his Fairy Tale Castle.

Hmm... Lilith had already gone to the Giant race to prepare for the god-ascension ritual, and the Angel of Life had followed as well.

"This place is beautiful. Can I steal it?"

This... is actually quite polite!

Chumen and Medici rolled their eyes at the same time; it was truly hard to evaluate this "little Crow."

"Little Crow, if you dare to steal his things, you will definitely be beaten to death." Medici appeared to be advising, but was actually inciting.

He was a relatively special one among the Kings of Angels. As a natural Mythical Creature, He was very similar to Amon and Adam, acting entirely according to His nature, and only becoming "normal" when facing the Creator.

At this moment, He wanted to watch the show.

"Are you my teacher?" Amon landed on the ground, transformed back into a three or four-year-old child, and at this moment, looked up at Chumen, filled with a sense of scrutiny.

In the eyes of this natural Mythical Creature, besides his father, no one was capable of teaching him.

But he came here at his father's request.

"I suppose so." Chumen squatted down and met the gaze of the young Amon.

"Then what do you have that you can teach me?" Amon looked at Chumen, and the crystal Monocle flashed with a faint light; he was using the "Marauder" Authority to steal Chumen's thoughts.

It was just a pity that it failed.

Chumen is, after all, still holding the Authority of Empty Imagination right now.

Bratty kids are just like this... Chumen comforted himself, it would be fine to give him a few more beatings in the future.

However, Chumen actually thought about it carefully, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him as a book appeared in his hand.

"Brass Book".