Chapter 88: Starry Sky

Chumen did not force himself to awaken that entity, but left it to be used at a critical moment.

"That bit of security has finally returned." Chumen let out a sigh of relief.

Only with countermeasures in place could he feel a modicum of security within the Kingdom of God of that "God."

"Rest assured, at the very least, it will be relatively safe for the next thousand years."

Chumen nodded gently toward the Hidden Angel and asked, "How is your true body doing now?"

Having reached the status of a deity, madness was already unavoidable.

"The ritual's effect is very good; there are some issues, but they are minor, and I have gradually become familiar with the use of the Authority."

"If you have need, you can summon Evernight directly."

The Hidden Angel returned to a state of semi-concealment, leaving only a dim, faint shadow.

"Good." After some thought, Chumen did not refuse.

"Hmm... I might have to move back; I always feel that the Creator Kingdom is no longer very safe."

"Heh..." The Hidden Angel seemed to have some emotional fluctuation, and the soft voice became somewhat ethereal, "The believers in Deep Darkness City have not seen the Pope for a hundred years."

"If it weren't for the fact that they know Saint Chumen is not yet dead, a new Pope would have already ascended to the position."

"Cough!" Chumen coughed lightly, his expression unchanging, "Just tell them their Pope has gone to save the world."

Afterward, Chumen bid farewell to the Hidden Angel and directly Roamed back to the Creator Kingdom.

This was the territory Chumen had developed over the past few hundred years; he could not simply abandon it.

"Where did you run off to?" Soon, Sasriel sought him out to inquire about the Creator's current state.

"After the true body met with you once, it took the initiative to enter a state of silence."

"There might be some trouble with Him." Chumen voiced some of his speculations.

Sasriel's expression turned solemn, his brows furrowed tightly, and then his face began to look somewhat strange; he said thoughtfully, "He actually didn't tell me, and I cannot sense anything wrong..."

Chumen and Sasriel exchanged a glance, roughly understanding the Creator's intentions.

This was the same as the history Chumen knew; Sasriel would be the executor of the Creator's true will.

"The situation is a bit dire..."

"There is no need to be overly pessimistic," now it was Chumen's turn to persuade Sasriel, "You have reached this point, and you truly possess the ability to wrestle with that 'God'."

"It's fortunate it isn't a direct awakening; I might still have the ability to stop that entity..." Sasriel tapped his fingers on the Blasphemy Slate.

Chumen looked at the Blasphemy Slate, his gaze changing imperceptibly, but he said nothing.

This thing was, after all, formed from that entity's body.

Several years passed, and the Creator Kingdom became even more prosperous; most of the humans in the entire world, and even some extraordinary races, had begun to believe in the Creator.

Consequently, the number of Dream Angel's believers also surged, making Chumen's mastery of "Phantasm·Fantasy" much stronger.

Most importantly, the Creator had awakened once during these few years; the state was very good, and even Chumen could not find anything wrong.

"At the very least, there is no danger for the time being."

Chumen's pace of moving house slowed down; people are always lazy.

"Teacher." It was not Amon, but Bethel.

Under Sasriel's bestowal, Bethel had already advanced to become a "Traveler" and had now even digested most of it.

"Eh?" Chumen suddenly had a strange sensation; something on his body had a certain cohesive force with Bethel.

It was the pile of "Door" Pathway Characteristics on his body, and that pair of eyeballs composed of starlight.

Especially that pair of eyeballs; in Chumen's eyes, its compatibility with Bethel was excellent, almost equivalent to the Monocle and Amon.

"You are already a 'Traveler'; you should prepare for the 'Traveler' ritual, and the acting of a 'Traveler' must also involve the Astral World or the Starry Sky."

The ritual for "Traveler" is: to leave legends in nine places outside the planet.

This is the peculiarity of the "Door" Pathway; only by becoming an Angel can one resist the Corruption of the Starry Sky, yet to become an Angel, one must go to the Starry Sky.

This in itself is a paradox.

For a Saint without sufficient backing, this is an almost impossible ritual to complete.

"Yes," Bethel felt somewhat ashamed; he had always been troubling his teacher, and he couldn't even help his teacher clear out the believers who had abandoned the Dream.

"The Starry Sky..." Chumen pondered in silence, even taking out the Dream Book to gently deliberate on certain key points.

"How about this, you go first to pray for the Creator to provide protection for going to the Starry Sky, and afterward..."

"I will go to the Starry Sky with you!"

Outer Gods are naturally terrifying, but is "God" not terrifying?

Of course, Chumen had no intention of using Outer Gods to check "God."

After all, with the existence of the Barrier, the power that most Outer Gods could infiltrate was very limited and could not cause enough trouble for "God."

And the one who could cause trouble for "God" would likely kidnap Chumen to bear children at the first opportunity...

As for why go to the Starry Sky? Some of his thoughts regarding the Dream Book needed to be confirmed by observing the Outer Gods.

At the same time, he also had a desire to replicate the scene when facing the Elf King...

Of course, that was too dangerous; Chumen could be almost certain that the Source Quality on those Outer Gods would also have a serious impact on his own state of clarity.

It is best not to touch things like Source Quality and Outer Gods, unless... it reaches the point of no choice.

"Teacher, you are also going to the Starry Sky?" Bethel was stunned, "No..."

"I am not going to protect you; I have official business, and your ritual also needs to be completed by yourself." Chumen interrupted Bethel's groundless associations.

"..." But Bethel was clearly a stubborn person; he soon fell silent, feeling moved by himself.

"I want to go too!" Suddenly Chumen looked up and saw Amon.

Several years had passed, and the current Amon was already in the appearance of a youth, with black hair, black eyes, and a slightly thin face.

He wore a black classical magic robe and a soft magic cap on his head.

This image was very close to the "Blasphemer" that Chumen was familiar with.

"You are my teacher as well, how can you be biased and only take Bethel to such a fun place?"

Amon gently adjusted the Monocle on his face, a smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

Was he trying to experience the charm of the "Starry Sky University" in advance?

"This brat..." Chumen felt a slight headache; after experiencing the Baptism of Uniques such as the "Brass Book" and the "Black Emperor Crown," Amon had become increasingly proficient in controlling his various abilities.

He had caused a great commotion in the Dream Territory and even the entire Creator Kingdom.

It was only because Amon was the Son of the Creator that everyone was overly tolerant of this "God of Pranks."

In contrast to Amon was Adam; that youth with clear eyes had made many achievements in promoting the faith of the Creator, gaining the respect and faith of many believers, and truly possessed the prestige of a King of Angels.