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Chapter 148: Seven Lights in the Spirit World

The other true gods also responded differently, becoming symbols, or blending into the world and leaving each other.

Solomon and Saslier just nodded slightly to Truman, transformed into rules, merged into the shadows and returned to their respective kingdoms.

"The Book of Dreams..." Truman was still in the spiritual world and pulled the Book of Dreams out of his body.

"This fusion is still not reliable enough, so you have to take your time." Truman confirmed his status. This method of directly merging with the Book of Dreams was completely inferior to fusing the four uniquenesses first.

It\'s probably the difference between drinking a glass of water and filling a bucket of water. The latter is more likely to cause "indigestion" and increase the tendency to fall asleep.

"And Seven Lights."

The gray fog above the spiritual world has gradually disappeared after Truman took back his mythical form. The seven lights all turned into human forms and came to Truman to salute respectfully.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for the offense I caused earlier." An old man wearing an orange robe spoke first.

"You seven are transcendent and can live a good life in this world." Truman looked at the seven lights and thought of the prophets who had left traces in human history.

These seven old men are not involved in any serial war at all, but their status is only under the gods, and they have amulets based on the spiritual world. No true god will take action against them, and they do not need to worry about extinction even when the end comes.

As long as the "Spiritual Ruler" returns, He will also need servants.

This gives Qiguang a special status and a superior situation. From time to time, he will "descend" to the real world to play a guest role as a prophet. Their names also have their names in human history.

"When we were transformed into human beings, we had seen His Highness from a distance, and were heartbroken by His Highness\'s noble behavior of protecting human beings." "Red Light" wearing a bright red robe said with respect.

"Well," Truman nodded slightly, and then asked, "Do you remember me in the first era?"

"This..." The seven lights looked at each other, and the "Orange Light" who came out first opened his mouth to explain.

"When the last civilization ended and the \'primary\' woke up, the previous seven lights had been erased. We are the seven lights reborn in the first era. It was probably in the late first era and the end of the second era that we really came into being. consciousness."

"So we don\'t have much information, just some speculation."

"Is it true?" Truman had never tried to find the Seven Lights before to understand the events of the First Age. It was also this time that they had to stand up during the divine battle deep in the spiritual world, and Truman also noticed them.

"There is all kinds of information about the past, present, and future in the spiritual world. We are just summarizing this information and making some guesses."

"Please speak." Truman perked up and listened attentively.

"Huang Guang" pondered for a while, collected his thoughts, and then began to tell, "In the first era after the \'initial\' split, there were parts of the \'old days\' in the world. After all, sometimes the \'source of matter\' can be directly equated to \' The old days\' themselves."

"The most powerful among them are \'God\' and the \'Lord of Mysteries\'."

"And gradually, those two beings who can be equivalent to the \'original\' to a certain extent drove away or erased the consciousness of the remaining \'sources\'."

"It was only then that these two faced each other head-on, and a battle broke out that ended the First Age."

"Dream is a very special person in this process."

"Even in the information recorded in the spiritual world, there are too few traces of Him."

"He is like a natural phenomenon in the world. He exists, but he is completely integrated into the world and cannot have any big impact on the world."

"He is like the other side of this crazy world, dreamy and beautiful, without madness and pollution, without aggregation and separation. All the beautiful words created by humans cannot describe it."

"Ahem! It\'s over!" Truman coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

"No, we are not exaggerating at all. Your Highness\'s existence seems to reveal another side of our world, which is beautiful and pure, dreamy and innocent."

"..." What can Truman do about this? Of course I accepted it!

"Everything is so beautiful that..." Qiguang was peeking at Truman\'s expression.

"...It doesn\'t look like it\'s real."

"Of course, it may be that our knowledge is limited and we are unable to understand His Highness\'s state at that time."

"Because we have also discovered traces of the great master above the spiritual world trying to find His Highness in the spiritual world."

"Perhaps only such a being can understand His Highness\'s specific situation."

When Truman heard this guess, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a lot of thoughts.

He also has this "wishing magic lamp" in his pocket. The lamp god in it is the "Old One", but he fell silent after the betrayal feast, and he has never paid attention to the one who tricked him until now. Truman.

Qiguang looked at each other for a while, and then continued, "Among the information recorded in the spiritual world, the information about His Highness suddenly disappeared near the end of the first era, and suddenly appeared again in the second era."

The Seven Lights stopped talking, and that was all they knew.

The second era is the experience of Truman waking up from the City of Deep Darkness and being picked up by Amanysis.

"It can be considered as a piece of the puzzle, so congratulations!" Truman shook his head slightly and thanked Qiguang with a chuckle.

"Well... if the seven of you are willing, you can go to my \'Fantasy Country\' at any time. It\'s more fun there than this lonely spiritual world."

This is the reward given by Truman.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Qi Guang said with joy on his face.

Truman nodded lightly and wandered away directly, returning to the capital of Bailang.

He appeared at the spot where he was standing before, and Salinger was also sitting high on the throne, looking down at his subjects. The two who were fighting just now nodded slightly, and there was no sign of any unpleasantness at all.

Countless ghosts and humans knelt down, praying devoutly, and their voices were like a torrent, sweeping across the entire country.

The impact of this divine war on the real world was so limited that even demigods had no precise sense of it, and only angels could barely sense that something terrible was happening deep in the spiritual world.

"Tsk, what a pity, why didn\'t we really fight?" Amon sighed, with a look of regret on his face.

As the King of Angels, Amon is naturally very aware of the divine war taking place deep in the spiritual world.

It was also the first time that He realized how far his teacher had come!

Perhaps only after his father became the Creator could he be able to overpower him...

"It\'s hard for me to do this!" Amon suddenly sighed.

"Is it difficult? Is it difficult to get rid of me?" Truman turned around.

"No way!" Amon quickly denied, "I care about the teacher!"

"Hmph!" Truman snorted coldly and waited quietly for the end of the Bailang founding ceremony.