Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 373 This is a battle between mythical creatures (3.6K)

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, we have received an anonymous tip that an angel will soon be outside Green Cemetery. Uh, a one-on-one duel?"

"According to divination, it's not the shield that those people often report, but a spiritual creature that we have never seen before!"

A Nightwatchman deacon ran over quickly and handed the latest intelligence, which he had uploaded immediately, to the Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of Evernight, Saint Anthony Stevenson.

In this quiet night, the Night Watchmen are the busiest time, and Anthony, the "Bishop of Fear" of Sequence Three, is even more so.

Lowering his eyes, he saw the crooked handwriting and sensed the obvious aura of doom attached to the note. The archbishop frowned and realized that something was wrong.

"This is indeed written by an angel. The bad luck on it is difficult for even me to remove. Anyone who touches this note must immediately perform a ceremony to the goddess to remove the bad things."

As the Archbishop, Anthony Stevenson had a lot to consider, including the recent tense situation in Backlund and the damage caused by various wild Beyonders.

"Alas, these are troubled times."

The Archbishop sighed in a rather literary way, using a word invented by Roselle, and continued his analysis:

"Most of the Nighthawks' forces have been sent out to protect the members of the Kingdom's Pollution Investigation Committee. The same goes for the Steam Church and the Storm Church."

"This will create a gap in the defense force, which may be exploited by those behind the scenes, so we must now be on guard against any possible accidents!"

"You stay alert. I will take the seal and lead a team of red gloves to take a look in person."

"Mr. Archbishop, isn't this dangerous?"

The Night Watchman who delivered the message nodded thoughtfully, but still put forward his own opinion.

Facing his subordinates' doubts, Anthony Stevenson rubbed his chin and laughed:

"What are you afraid of? This is Backlund!"

The crimson moon hung high in the sky, like a red eye splattered with blood, staring unblinkingly at the bustling metropolis shrouded in choking mist.

At this time, a four-wheeled carriage was driving fast on the hard and clean stone road.

At this moment, a small hand pulled open the curtain of the carriage, revealing black pupils and a height of 1.4 meters inside.

"Damn it! I've been to Green Cemetery more than a dozen times. Am I trapped in the cycle of fate? I was clearly going in the opposite direction!"

Unlucky
The 1.40-meter-tall boy sighed helplessly and tried to use his extraordinary abilities to find the key to breaking the deadlock.

Although the Mercury Snake also has the extraordinary ability to trap people in a cycle of fate, what he is experiencing now is not part of the cycle of fate.

No matter where he went, no matter how he walked, he would eventually return here, back to this deep, dark, foggy cemetery, as if when he was about to duel, the outcome had already been determined.

No matter how hard you struggle in the process, you cannot escape the fateful ending.

"No, if it's a cycle, then why are everything around us still developing normally, especially some traces, which didn't restart along with it?"

Will Auceptin felt a little confused. There was no cycle of fate and everything was normal in the outside world, so why did he always appear near this cemetery?

Even if he ran to the spirit world or to the southern continent across the raging sea, he would still return here for no reason.

This irrational and illogical ability caused the Sequence One Mercury Snake to tighten his robes, and he actually felt a chill seeping into his bones.

No matter what kind of extraordinary ability it is, there must be a range, right? Even a true god cannot actually watch the entire world.

Will looked at his palms in doubt, but at this moment, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and he pounded his hands, showing a look of sudden enlightenment.

"I understand!"

My own timeline was disrupted, and the future I came to in Green Cemetery was inserted into the normal timeline, so I would jump to this inserted future every few minutes.
Will Auceptin, who had roughly understood what was going on, immediately made an escape plan. Although he had already prepared a backup plan that was not a backup plan, secretly passing the matter to the Church of Night through spiritual creatures, he still had to run as far as possible.

"I can run far enough and then let my fate fall into a cycle, maybe that will work."

"No! Although fate is cyclical, time outside the cycle is still passing normally. This will not work at all unless I can get out of it!"

"But there is no way to escape from the gifts and deprivations of fate. You can only foresee or avoid them, but if you don't escape from them, you can't avoid them."

"This is simply a form of personal suppression. At my age, I am shouldering a burden that I shouldn't be shouldering."

After thinking it over, Will Auceptin finally sat dejectedly in the carriage, realizing that he had no way out and could only face the unfortunate ending.

At this moment, Mercury Snake felt a little regretful. Why didn't he just kneel down on the ground, hug the other person's thighs and surrender?

Now, you insist on a duel. If you think positively, you might get beaten up and become a servant. If you think negatively, you might be skinned and your bones taken out to be used as a magic potion.
With a deep sigh, Will Auceptin jumped off the carriage. After hesitating for a while, he took the crutches which were more important in form than in practicality, and limped towards the agreed place.

He crossed the open space, went around the path, and staggered into a small woods.

"Oh, you really dare to come here. I thought you would take the opportunity to run away!"

Ron, who had been waiting for a long time, grinned unconsciously when he saw the 1.4-meter-tall boy, as if bullying this short boy could make him feel an extremely strong sense of superiority.

The main focus is on crumbs.

"Ahahahaha, kids won't lie. I'm very trustworthy!"

Stop pretending. Don't you know how I got here?
The 1.4-meter-tall man felt guilty and used an awkward laugh to hide his true thoughts.

"Really? It seems I misunderstood you. Let's get started!"

Tsk~ Still pretending, bitch is just hypocritical
The blond boy curled his lips and was about to take action when he saw an archangel from the sequence opposite him waving his hands quickly, as if he had something to say.

"Look, I'm a disabled person, I think we have to limit the rules!" "How about this, neither of us uses the form of mythical creatures, nor our own extraordinary abilities, and relies on fists to defeat the other party. Otherwise, I can't beat you at all, and this is not fair at all!"

Silently wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Will added the seemingly reasonable rule with uneasiness.

"you sure?"

Hearing this, Ron clenched his fists. He wanted to have some fun with this mercury snake, but the other party said he wanted to be beaten right from the start, which made it impossible for him to refuse.

Klein was too weak. He only needed to snap his fingers a few times before his eyes rolled up, foaming at the mouth, and kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Amon is too fragile and would commit suicide at the slightest disagreement. He is not a qualified punching bag at all.

As for Miss Demon Wolf, although she is strong enough, you can't just go and beat someone up without any reason, right?
Now, there are people who actually want to be beaten voluntarily. Such good people are rare!

"No, that's right. If you agree, just come on!"

Will Auceptin tightened the iron crutches in his hands and looked at the blond boy opposite him with a nervous expression.

"no problem"

However, just as Ron finished his words, the Mercury Snake's bandaged right leg suddenly exerted force, causing the ground to shake, and in an instant it came in front of the blond boy.

The crutches used to assist walking were raised high and smashed down on the golden-haired head with lightning speed, like jingling bells.

At this moment, the 1.4-meter-tall boy seemed to see many question marks appearing in the golden eyes.

Aren't you disabled?

"Excuse me, disabled people and disabled mythical creatures are not the same!"

The soil flew and the trees fell. The honest Ron Sotos was unexpectedly at a disadvantage and was thrown dozens of meters away. Finally, he rolled several times under the huge force before he could stabilize his body.

Seeing that his first attack actually worked, Will Auceptin no longer hesitated. He used his right foot again and swung the crutch in his hand to hit Ron's right cheek hard.

But at this moment, the 1.4-meter-tall man who was already close suddenly saw the blond boy put his hands into the soil and actually picked up a six-barreled machine gun that was thicker and bigger than him from the pile of soil.

If you can't afford it, don't play! Do you really need to? I'm just a kid!!!

Seeing this scene, Will Auceptin's eyes almost popped out. He didn't expect that this blond boy was so unsportsmanlike that he actually took out a cannon to deal with him, a child who had lived for thousands of years.

Compared to a gun, He thought this thing was more like a cannon.

If you ask why, it is because the loud "booming" sound of the artillery has spread in all directions, and the rolling air waves have blown the fallen leaves all over the sky, and the dust has rolled back to cover the entire view.

An endless metal storm came towards him and hit the 1.4-meter-tall body in an instant.

However, the Mercury Snake is still the Mercury Snake after all. Even though all its luck was taken away, it still has thick skin and flesh. It took hundreds of bullets but only had a bruised face and nose.

This made the "Fool"'s legs weak, and the wailing attack of "Error" only caused the Mercury Snake to suffer minor injuries.

"Damn it, you dare to trick me, prepare to die!"

Seeing this, Ron picked up a six-barrel machine gun with one hand, and this time he aimed at the lower body!
But at this moment, perhaps because Will Auceptin was too unlucky, an extremely exaggerated earthquake occurred near Green Cemetery.

The blond boy had no way of controlling his weapon during this earth-shaking event. Exaggerated cracks in the ground spread from his feet, and were determined to swallow Ron and bury him deep into the earth.

"I'm just unlucky, this is not an extraordinary ability!"

Faintly, the blond boy who was getting up after falling seemed to hear such an explanation.

After a few seconds, the earthquake stopped, and the entire forest seemed to be turned upside down, with mud and rubble everywhere. The whole scene looked extremely tragic.

As the soil turned over, two little heads popped out from the ground and looked at each other.

"You're so good, little bastard!?"

Ron roared as he looked at the 1.4-meter-tall man so close to him. He pulled out his body like an onion pulled out of dry land and kicked Will Auceptin far away.

Perhaps the kick was not enough to vent his anger, so he immediately rushed forward and wanted to beat the other party up with his fist. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his toes. Ron looked down and found that the 1.4-meter man had anticipated this and stepped on his toes in a mean way.

However, Ron was not polite either. He slapped him in the face and inserted two fingers into his nostrils.

Will Auceptin was not to be outdone, and he actually pulled down the blond boy's pants, as if he wanted to hit him in the vitals.

The two old guys who were pretending to be young finally lost interest and no longer maintained their childlike innocence. They used all kinds of shady tricks and methods, and for a moment, they were in a stalemate.

"Damn it, don't spit in my mouth if you are so disgusting!"

"Then don't pee on me!!!"

"go to hell!!!"

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?"

Anyway, this was probably the scene when Anthony Stevenson arrived at the scene with the seal and led the Red Gloves.

Two ragged little kids, one about 1.5 meters tall and the other about 1.4 meters tall, held each other and rolled on the ground, neither of them willing to let go first.

Even though the 1.5-meter-tall man has the upper hand, the 1.4-meter-tall man still refuses to admit defeat, and it is obvious that he has lost the upper hand.

Is this a one-on-one fight at the level of mythical creatures?
Long insight!

(End of this chapter)