Dreams To Return: The God Of The Tower
55. Twirl

The night had come and the dark sky without the light of the sun was now sprinkled with stars and moonlight. Up there a golden sandstorm seemed to cover almost the entire body of the blue whale who used to swim in the vast air.

The golden sand that moved like a storm now looked like a wave blocking the whale's movement, the whale continued to rebel so fast that the humans could no longer follow it, it kept moving away from the royal sky and flew in such a vast sky.

Kanz flew out using two black wings made of black magic, his blue eyes were now emitting the power of darkness and his iron sword was now enveloped by golden lightning. Meanwhile Mammon seemed to remain standing on the whale's body firmly.

The pope has now created a magic wall that covers his skin, making neither Kanz nor Mammon's attack mean anything to him. The only way to kill the whale is now from the inside.

"Hey you, then try to get in"

Kanz seemed to object, he then refused Mammon's order "in his mouth? It was disgusting" but then he shut his mouth when Mammon threatened him.

"Then forget about my offer"

"No, I'll do it"

The whale suddenly moved strangely, it flew increasingly faster and twisted its body several times trying to release the golden chains wrapped around it. Luckily the humans that Mammon influenced did not exist, now there are only Mammon and Kanz on top of the whale.

"You think you can untie my gold chain? The stupid artificial being" Mammon smiled happily and stood still despite the strong winds that hit him, his golden storm had completely covered the whale's vision and now the pope no longer knew where he was.

Mammon rounded his eyes as he felt the whale's energy begin to weaken and then a tremor occurred, making the whale suddenly open its mouth. From there a man fell unconscious.

Novan was thrown out of the whale's mouth, falling helplessly over the vast, high sky. His helpless body seemed to be constantly moving down, he could feel the cold wind crashing at him and his body felt so heavy because of the gravity so strong it pulled him. He did not open his eyes, tired as if he really mastered it.

But as he continued to fall and the distance between the land and himself the less Mammon caught him. His red eyes looked towards Novan with an annoyed look.

"Don't think I could die peacefully before I make you pay for all this, man!"

The whale then began to move slowly and from its back a wing came out, splitting its body and a dragon finally emerged from within the whale's body, the dragon that then brought the cold and darkness that was so gripping. Leviathan finally came out from inside the whale's body.

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The two gods were seated on a chair while staring at the mirror before them, smiles on their faces. Both Hopeless and Hades seemed satisfied with what was happening in one part of the comfort dream world. The envious demon was finally willing to accept himself, absorb all the negative energy and utilize all of it for his awakening.

"The upper world will surely stir.." Hopeless drank her lemon tea and smiled with satisfaction.

"Is there a reason why Leviathan should be? I don't know why I feel like this has anything to do with the previous problem..." Hades asked with a gaze filled with curiosity yet looked calm. Leviathan is a demon who rules the ocean, in other words different from Mammon who can blend in with humans, Leviathan tends to prefer solitude and close to monsters, for some reason it made Hades remember the sea region requested by Hopeless.

"Why do you seem to know everything.What is your strength?" Hades guessed at the origin while staring at the mirror, unexpectedly Hopeless fell silent and he stared at her tea for a moment before then he answered Hades's question in a voice that sounded pitiful and full of fatigue.

"It's based on my experience"

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Novan opens his eyes and there is only darkness before him, making once again he assumes that he is trapped back in his subconscious because he is on the verge of death. He continued walking and finally found the coffin in which Morpheus was sitting waiting for him.

"Yet again you are not aware of the danger" Morfeus said, Novan could not argue. He had entered the crocodile pit, he almost lost his life because he was trapped in a dimension made to lock Leviathan, a dimension that could easily absorb its energy.

"I had to know.." Novan snorted and sat down on the seat beside the coffin.

"Why did you save her again?" Morpheus' question momentarily caused confusion in Novan, but then Novan answered him sincerely.

"I don't need a reason to help the person I want to help" Novan's voice sounded very confident, he wouldn't disavow his words. He was so sure that acting was much better than being silent, for some reason in him he would feel so sorry if he just kept quiet, I don't want to miss the opportunities that exist in every second that he passes.

A smile appeared on Morpheus's face, it was obvious that he had expected the answer and he did not regret hearing it. "It seems your power is growing.." Morpheus stared at the group of black butterflies flying through the air, butterflies that were so beautiful and deadly.

"Don't joke, I know you did that. Isn't your power to imitate someone? Didn't you?" Novan smiled and then Morpheus laughed a little. His face was still blurred and his voice was faint but understandable.

"Can I ask you again? It seems that you also have a new hobby huh. ah or not" the question made Novan again speechless confused, the person in front of him is really full of question marks.

"What do you mean?" Novan looked puzzled, a question mark clearly visible in his bewildered eyes.

"Gathering subordinates, until when are you going to make everyone trust you? Doesn't this not fit your image?" morpheus' joke made Novan smile and then one of his eyebrows shot up.

"really? Then it means my guess is right. You know something about my previous rounds, right?" Tanya Novan smiled.

"You're so sensitive, I really remember"

"Then what round am I in?"

"You're in 1947"

...[.Connecting]...