Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 323: If you want to make a living, you have to rely on your father!
"You have neither supporters nor any crucial bargaining chips. Even if you have integrated the characteristics of the 'Secret Servant', it is only done with the tacit consent of the 'Goddess of Night'!"

"He wants to lighten the burden of the half-fool, and you, Zaratul, are just a prop delivered to him at the critical moment."

“But think about it, becoming Sequence One is the end? If you want to survive, you have to become The Fool!”

"And in this, I am not your enemy, I am even your helper, because you can only rely on me now."

"The Supreme Lord of Mysteries!"

"I don't deny that I harbor ill will towards you, but when you embark on the path of a fortune teller, you are destined to face me!"

"Since you can't get rid of it, why not use the existing help? You can try to ask for help from other beings and see whether they choose to kill you or go to great lengths to help you suppress me!"

Amid the heartfelt words of “Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun”, the sober Zaratul fell completely silent.

As the leader of the secret society and an extraordinary being of the "Fortune Teller" path, he had to admit that the will in his body, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, was right, and it could even be said that it hit his soft spot.

Once you choose the sequence path, your enemies and friends will be determined accordingly.

This was what He said to Roselle more than two hundred years ago when He was showing off, but Zaratul never imagined that this sentence, which seemed to contain great truth, would boomerang on His head two hundred years later.

"'Eternal Blazing Sun' and 'God of Steam and Machinery' are achievable, but 'God of War' and 'Goddess of Night' are hostile, so it's not impossible for them to bet on me."

Zaratul instinctively began to refute, using this as an opportunity to analyze the allies he could win over.

"Oh, you are just wishful thinking. Without Sefirah Castle, all efforts will be in vain!"

However, the powerful will from the depths of his spirit and the essence of his extraordinary characteristics shattered the beautiful fantasy of this "powerless" guy with just one sentence.

"You have Amon in front of you and the owner of Sefirah Castle behind you. What can you use to compete? There are other Sequence Ones with these three adjacent pathways, but none of them are as naive as you."

"Only I can provide you with help, powerful help, help that even the Seven Gods will be afraid of!"

"Because we are one, you want to become the 'Lord of Mysteries', so why wouldn't I want to return?"

"You can only move forward now, otherwise you will die! As for our problems, we can talk about them later. Anyway, I have already merged three into one, so adding you is not a big deal."

The old Lord chattered endlessly about the current situation, trying to further convince the skeptical Sequence One.

Three days ago, after Ron went back to the past to help Zaratul complete the simplified ritual, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" released his suppression of Zaratul and instead used his favorite psychological tactics.

This was the only solution, and it was also the inspiration that the Three-in-One had given him over the years. Although he was confident that he could firmly suppress Zaratul, time waited for no one.

If He does not achieve freedom soon, only destruction awaits Him!

Coincidentally, this Zaratul was also an unlucky old man who was not loved by his grandmother or uncle, and the only person who could be called a "friend" was Rossel, who had died.

After all, He has no supporters, so He can only rely on himself, truly himself!
".You convinced me."

Looking into the dark distance, Zaratul, whose eyes were equally dark, felt a trace of fear in his heart and secretly increased his vigilance.

Working with this guy is like dancing with a tiger!
However, if he does not cooperate, only death awaits him.

Not to mention the owner of the Sefirah Castle, even the evil Amon might be able to gain the support of four of the Seven Gods.

And He has neither the father of the "Ancient Sun God", nor the stepfather of the "True Creator", nor the big father of the current stage, the "Ruler of Time and Space".

Then what can He use to fight?
"Too deceiving!"

Zaratul gritted his teeth and spat. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He finally understood what Roselle meant by "background is everything when it comes to getting involved in a gang." As for the owner of Sefirah Castle, who he had only heard of, let alone him, with the support of the powerful "Time and Space Ruler", as long as he was not too useless, the Seven Gods might all turn around and support him!

Bah, vile!

Ugh, disgusting!

Bah, shameless!
The bearded old man in a black robe with a hood no longer had any illusions about the Seven Gods. He immediately raised his hand and clenched it in the darkness.

At this moment, His own spatial position changed instantly, and He suddenly arrived at the coastline of the East Continent that no one could reach.

He did not choose the Giant King's Court because it was too conspicuous and would not be conducive to completing the plan jointly planned by Him and the will within His body.

"Won't the True Creator notice us leaving?"

Suddenly, He moved His bearded chin and asked cautiously.

After a few seconds, he felt the strange message appearing in his mind.

"Oh, He is already busy taking care of himself and has no energy to spare!"

“Of course, I will remember His sacrifice!”

"The eyes of all the high-ranking people in the world have been drawn here by Him and me. Now is the perfect day to turn that stupid poor guy into a secret doll!"

"This is equivalent to regaining control of Sefirah Castle, and it won't cause any big noise and be interrupted!"

"How stupid! I just made a small move, but they acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy... Hahaha... There are always so many stupid guys!!!"

The words of “Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun” were extremely proud, and Zaratu, who was at Sequence One, felt a chill in his heart when he heard them.

What a despicable existence this is! How cunning it is to be able to read people's hearts. Just by showing one side, the situation of the entire world can be controlled according to its own will!

"Did you enter the God-forsaken Land on purpose!?"

Zaratul's expression was not looking good, because at this moment, he felt oppressed intellectually.

“Is that hard to tell?”

The old Lord sneered.

Stealing the most precious thing at a time when no one expects it is the basic operation of a good thief!
"The Ruler of Time and Space will inevitably be troubled by his servants, and I will lead him to the equally important Demon Wolf..."

"I've said it before, His ridiculous emotions are weaknesses, flaws. He has already triggered the message I left behind, and he might be extremely anxious right now..."

"My followers will use the projection of the Star Staff to create the illusion of my activities in the God-Forsaken Land..."

"No one could have guessed that our target would be Backlund..."

As he was speaking, the words of “Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun” suddenly paused, and then Zaratul couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth, stretching all the way to the back of his ears, revealing his white teeth and scarlet gums.

"The door... is open..."

In the invisible darkness, some whispers lingered, but its owner disappeared, as if he had never been there.

(End of this chapter)