Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 502 Tarot Club Two or Three Things (Two in One) 6K
"damn thing!"

Ron's forced buying and selling gave Klein the Fool a headache.

It is impossible to say that such a large Roselle diary has no value, but it is pure nonsense to say that every page has value.

"This guy definitely did it on purpose. He calculated that I would not be able to refuse Roselle's diary at the Tarot Party, and the price I would pay was money, which is something a fool would not care about the most."

Success or failure depends on the character.

Klein was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and could only stamp his feet frantically in secret.

The poor fortune teller was manipulated by Ron to the point where he could not resist and could only accept his rude and unreasonable demands pitifully.

"These diaries have 1700 pages, totaling pounds. Don't default on your debt. Remember to give me the money later!"

The only person in the Tarot Club who could be so rude to the convener of the party was Ron.

He relaxed his brows and was calculating, fearing that the stingy "fool" would default on his debt.

Faced with such provocation, Klein ignored it because he knew very well that the little brat would blame anyone who came into contact with him and would shine brightly as soon as he was given a little sunshine.

"Huh, what a small fish~"

Seeing that Klein was not provoked, the blond boy sighed sarcastically and then calmed down again.

The rustling sound of parchment flipping could be heard in the magnificent palace.

He roughly flipped through the entire diary to confirm that Ron did not forge the diary and deceive this old comrade who was neither a big shot nor a small one.

"Fortunately, these diaries seem to be carefully selected, so fifty pounds is not a loss."

Mr. Fool, who was covered by the gray fog, closed his notebook and placed it on the edge of the bronze table in a very impressive manner. He chuckled and said:
"You guys start."

There are too many diaries, and it is a bit unrealistic to read them all at the Tarot Club.

Moreover, with so many people waiting for him to read his diary, even if Mr. Fool had a thick skin like a city wall, he would still feel embarrassed.

"Oh, you know you're in the way?"

"..."

I shouldn't have felt sorry for you and pulled you up. Although your mouth was a little damaged back then, it was not as annoying as it is now.

Ron, you have changed...

Klein the Fool was filled with grief. He did not argue with the little brat who jumped out to provoke him. He just leaned back and said nothing more.

However, in the next second, Gehrman Sparrow said in a gloomy and hoarse voice:

"Everyone knows who is in the way and sick."

Then he quickly changed the subject without giving the little brat a chance to refute.

"Ms. Justice, the psychiatrist trait is ready. Do you still need it?"

Since that night, the two sides reached a cooperation agreement, and Klein decided to release the "Psychologist" to strengthen his own strength.

Yes, dogs are also a fighting force. I am definitely not trying to show my goodwill and ask her not to tell others about my cross-dressing...

When he thought of the ominous scene, Klein felt a little embarrassed for a moment, thinking that it would greatly affect the gloomy and sophisticated image of The World.

Fortunately, "The World" does not have the ability to blush, because he is essentially just an advanced "inflatable" doll that can move.

"Mr. World, we can trade anytime, along with the "Corrupted Baron" feature from last time!"

"Justice" Audrey nodded slightly, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in her tone.

In this way, Susie is also a mid-sequence extraordinary person, no, a mid-sequence extraordinary dog!

"no problem!"

Klein naturally provided the best service to big customers. Even his gloomy and hoarse voice became a little softer under the aura of a rich woman.

Lately, his financial situation has been good.

He first killed a lot of "Original Moon" believers and vampires to make a deal, then killed the "Trickster" to collect the bounty, and finally sold the "Corrupted Baron" and "Psychologist" characteristics.

All this amounted to a net profit of £15,400.

If you don't consider paying off debts, he would be considered a wealthy man.

Seeing such a huge deal being reached once again, "Moon" Emlyn could no longer hold back and looked at the "Hanged Man" between them.

"The baronet's estate has come to me. It will be yours for only four thousand five hundred pounds."

Feeling Mr. Moon's gaze, Alger Wilson couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips, and looked at Emlyn as if he were a fat sheep.

In fact, the big pirate was willing to sell for 3100 pounds, and this time he made a total of 1400 pounds, including the savings during this period, the 200 pounds for the introduction of the craftsman, plus the share of the original moon believers and the reward from the church...

The characteristics of Sequence Five seem to be enough!
It has to be said that this rough guy who has been on the sea for many years is still very business-minded.

Three parts depend on luck, and seven parts depend on hard work.

If I don't seize this opportunity, I will regret it for the rest of my life. I want to become a demigod, I want to become an angel!
Alger Wilson's breathing became heavy, and he once again felt the burning ambition in his chest.

"Can you make it cheaper? How about 4000 pounds?"

However, Emlyn the Moon's bargaining poured cold water on Mr. The Hanged Man's burning ambition.

"..."

"The Hanged Man" Alger fell silent, thinking that what Ron had just said made some sense.

It has always been this price. Trading extraordinary properties is not easy. Sometimes you have to look for your own reasons...

"Well, Mr. Moon, you have to know that this is not something I can set, and it also includes my introduction fee."

"After all, this is the power left behind by the blood clan. It is waiting for the young blood clan to bring it back to the clan. This is the blood clan's heritage..."

The inheritance of the blood clan!

These big words were instantly imprinted in Emlyn White's mind.

The spirited young blood clan man couldn't stand this, and immediately got angry and nodded slightly:
"Deal. The vampire race is an ancient race that values ​​inheritance."

As for the issue of money, Emlyn was fully confident.

Ever since he helped the tribe recover its characteristics last time, the vampire Count Nibais personally met with him and gave him a lot of rewards.

Very rich...

Klein was quite surprised to see this scene. He knew Emlyn too well.

At this moment, he even suspected that Emlyn opposite him might be Amon in disguise, playing a joke on him.

"Mr. Destiny, I want to purchase the Beyonder of the Ocean Singer, but it may take Wednesday or Thursday for the funds to come through."

The Hanged Man looked at Ron sincerely. He didn't want to wait until next week to find out the characteristics of the Sea Singer, so he decided to inform Ron.

"As long as I get the characteristics, I can be promoted. I have been looking for the Opnis sea monster in the ceremony since I got the formula of the Ocean Singer potion. I finally found a clue last week..."

The blond boy had no reason to reject someone who worked so hard, so he nodded to indicate that he understood.

As for "Justice" and "Magician", they had just been promoted and were still in the stage of spiritual overflow, familiarizing themselves with their new extraordinary abilities, and digesting and acting. They also had channels to obtain potion formulas and materials from other places, so there was no need for them to purchase them at the Tarot Club.

Although Audrey doesn't care about money, she is not stupid enough to waste it.

This was even more true for the Sun. His "Sun Priest" potion was almost completely digested, but he did not need to prepare it in advance.

Ron has the potion formula, and the materials can be exchanged for them together with the merits in hand during the next large-scale transaction between the two parties.

As for Cattleya, the Hermit, she was still observing the gathering carefully, not in a hurry to reveal what she needed. After being a Sequence Five for so many years, she did not think that other than The Fool and Fate, there were other Tarot Club members who could get what she needed.

After all, for her, the thing she desired most was demigod, so her deep purple eyes just looked at "Sun" and others calmly without trying to speak.

The Fool hid in the gray fog, and felt quite relieved when he saw the scene of the Tarot Club. However, when he saw the little brat that made him both love and angry, his brows furrowed again and again, and he could only sigh in his heart.

At this time, he once again controlled the "world" and asked hoarsely:
"Everyone, does anyone have, or can anyone get, a powerful attack-type magical item?"

The person he was inquiring about was the "Hermit". She had been a pirate general for so many years, and only she could satisfy his needs.

Although Ron definitely had it, he was already in a lot of debt and didn't have the face to accept the favor from the blond boy.

If you take advantage of me again, I'm afraid you'll have to pay for it with your butt.

He, Klein, has backbone!
The Hermit Cattleya was silent for two seconds, then slowly shook her head and said:

"If there's one at any of the extraordinary gatherings I'm attending, I'll keep an eye out for you."

It seems that the "Admiral of the Stars" is not well off either. A large influence means a large expense... Klein sighed inwardly, and somehow heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, he said thank you hoarsely.

The transaction ended quickly. The Hermit looked at Ron's position after careful consideration and asked with some hesitation and concern:
"Mr. Destiny, was the operation successful?"

In the past two days, she always had a bad feeling, and no matter how many letters she wrote to the Queen, there was no reply, which made her unconsciously start to worry.

?

What actions were taken and what was successful?
Something is wrong, there is a problem!
"Just now I was very curious about how Ms. Hermit knew Mr. Ron. From what she said, she knew him for a long time?"

After the transaction was over, Audrey, who was about to mention the Governor's Mansion, raised her eyebrows and looked at Ron with a bold and playful look, with a smile on her lips.

Mr. Ron, you're not going to tell me what you did behind my back this week?
She probably wanted to ask this.

Fire in the backyard!

"Well, speak more clearly, why are you being so vague?"

Upon seeing this, Ron coughed lightly and immediately distanced himself from the "Hermit" Cattleya.

Then he raised his chin slightly, revealing an arrogant attitude that was familiar to everyone but looked cute.

"I didn't do anything. Maybe you won't have to worry about the knowledge indoctrination of the "Hidden Sage" anymore. I will take good care of you..." Solved! ?

So fast! ?

How can this be! ?
If the Hermit Cattleya was drinking water from the cup at this moment, she would definitely spray all over the heads and faces of the Tarot Club members present.

How long has it been! ?
Three days, four days, a week! ?

The fact that Mr. Fool defeated Kalvetuwa in two days and gained the faith of the Sea God was enough to shock her.

Ron's actions were enough to terrify this Sequence 5 pirate general.

That's the Hidden Sage, a well-known evil god, not a street prostitute, and you've captured him in just a few days! ?
For some reason, even though she thought she had a close relationship with Ron, Cattleya felt a surge of fear in her heart.

That is human beings' natural fear of gods.

“Even if He no longer looks like God, He is still God in essence…”

She was stunned for a moment, and sat in her seat for a long time in silence, shocked.

This time, she was really convinced.

What's a pirate general? What's preparing to become a demigod?
What on earth happened that made Ms. Hermit look so shocked...

Audrey Hall's green eyes flashed with curiosity. She looked at Ron again and asked jokingly:
"Mr. Fate, what have you done this week?"

"Is there another evil god that you have dealt with?"

As soon as she finished her joking words, the majestic palace above the gray fog was left with only deathly silence.

Seeing this, the incredibly beautiful Miss Justice also felt something was wrong. Her elegant smile froze on her face, and she mechanically repeated:
"Uh... no way?"

"Hidden Sage, not bad!"

"It actually lasted a full ten seconds in my hand!"

Seeing the atmosphere had reached this point, Ron looked reluctant, but shook his head quickly as if sighing.

The long golden hair tied into a ponytail with big curls swayed slightly. Although the boy's face could not be seen clearly, all the members of the Tarot Club felt an extremely terrifying pressure and the loneliness of a master.

Including Mr. Fool, who was about to cry.

The scumbag is actually me! ?

It was not until now that Klein realized that Ron was right when he called him a small fry. He could not resist the "God of Time and Space", but he was still stubborn and kept bickering with him.

If he were a little younger, he would definitely be a small fry!
"No, that's obviously not the problem now. The problem now is that this guy actually eliminated an evil god within a week. How strong is Ron?"

"And among the twenty-two divine paths, it seems that there is no path that belongs to Him!"

He barely suppressed his astonishment, even forgetting to control the world, and asked directly:

"You, solved the Hidden Sage?"

"Are you stupid? I've already told you I solved it, and you're asking again?" Ron retorted.

Damn you!
Veins popped up on Klein's forehead. He felt that the arrogant little brat really didn't exist. Only the one who could mock was Ron's true self.

The conversation between the "gods" made all the Tarot Club members hold their breath, and no one dared to say a word at this time.

The reason was that they didn't dare to interrupt Ron because of his big mouth, for fear of being implicated.

Mr. Fool pretended not to care and just stared at Ron quietly, as if he wanted to know more.

Time passes minute by minute...

I don’t know how much time had passed, but cold sweat was almost breaking out on Klein’s forehead.

Damn, why don't you tell me the specific process...

Mr. Fool twitched the corner of his mouth, knowing that the little brat did it on purpose.

So he retracted his gaze, dug his toes into the floor of Sefirah Castle, leaned back leisurely, and said in a very shameless and relaxed manner:

"I already know."

Anyway, you have exposed my true identity, so I will reveal my true colors and stop pretending, okay? ?
And I am just showing off based on my strength!
What do you know?
Klein, have you finally fallen into such a shameless state?

Ron was stunned for a moment. He never expected that The Fool would do this.

No shame!
And when he habitually looked at the Tarot Club members, he immediately saw thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Ron didn't need to investigate carefully to know what the members of the Tarot Club were thinking.

It's nothing more than "As expected of Mr. Fool" or something like that.
This works too! ?

Ron shook his long golden hair and said slowly with a complicated expression:
"The Hidden Sage is not the true God of Sequence Zero. It's just that his existence is special, so he is difficult to find."

"He was contaminated by something, so he suddenly came to life and changed from an impersonal god to an evil god with an image!"

“I set a trap and finally found Him.”

trap?

If you hadn't betrayed me, I would have believed your lies.
The "Hermit" Cattleya complained in her heart, and then her attention was attracted by the other information revealed by Ron.

"The Hidden Sage suddenly came back to life because he was contaminated by something, but with the level of this evil god, what could be able to contaminate him!?"

'Does this mean that there are still some unknown and terrifying ancient gods in the world, like that guy.'

Cattleya looked at Ron, speculating secretly in her heart.

This is really scary. Mr. Ron, you must also pay attention to safety!

Upon hearing the news, Audrey instinctively became worried about Ron who had been causing trouble.

In order to maintain a certain distance and private space for both parties, the kind "audience" did not ask Ron any questions or try to find out the secrets of the divine level, so her understanding of Ron's strength was similar to that of Klein now.

Suspected to be a true God, with unique authority and powerful strength.

She pursed her lips slightly, unable to hide her curiosity and asked:
"Mr. Fate, what kind of pollution can turn a god into an evil god?"

This is incredible. If this kind of pollution spreads, will all the gods be...
She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"You don't have to worry about such things. All the gods who were contaminated by such things are dead. The only ones left are those who have maintained a certain degree of restraint."

All dead! ?
This answer made Mr. Fool's heart beat wildly. He silently scanned the gray fog and had some guesses about the similar pollution that Ron mentioned.

"Source Castle" is likely to be a similar existence. Only something that "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" is willing to get at any cost is qualified to pollute a true god.

"But why are they all dead? Will I die later? What's the reason?"

"Does possessing the Essence mean that one is doomed to madness and death?"

He quickly controlled the dummy "world" and asked hoarsely:
"Why are they all dead?"

When Ron heard this question, his expression immediately became serious, and he said seriously:
"because."

He drew out a long note.

"After they became stronger, they committed suicide, so they died. The God of Death is a typical example."

?

You seem to be hinting at something?
Klein was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had been tricked by Ron again.

Seeing this, the blond boy nodded in satisfaction, having gained today's happiness. He then looked at the members of the Tarot Club, put away his happy expression, and said seriously:

"By bringing up this topic, you guys have reminded me."

"If any of you have any clues in this regard, or if there are any strange things that you can't understand, please tell me, especially those that are relatively old."

"The reward I offer is definitely beyond your imagination. Even the potion formula and material properties of a demigod are negotiable."

Since these guys were chosen by the fate of "Source Castle", there must be something special about them. To use Leonard's witty poem, they are all the protagonists or important supporting roles of the era.
Under the watchful eye of "Him" Ron Sothoth, and the Tarot Club members who were fortunate enough to be involved in the "Resurrection of the Dead Incident", they were indeed worthy of such a title.

"Uh, what kind of thing is considered weird?"

At this time, Fors Wall raised his hand and asked cautiously.

"If you think it's weird or bizarre enough, just tell me and I'll evaluate it."

The blond boy said with a smile.

Hearing this, Fors Wall's brown eyes seemed to light up for a moment, and then he said quickly:

"I report that there have been enough anomalies in Backlund's East District and Factory District recently."

"I have a friend who has to go to these two areas frequently for work. He found that in every bar in the East End, there would be a young man giving a speech at 10 o'clock in the evening."

"The weirdest thing is, these people all look exactly the same, and they all wear monocles!"

"I didn't believe it at the time, so I went to every bar and chatted with every man who wore a monocle and looked exactly like me."

"But the most unusual thing is that he claims to be a messenger from heaven, responsible for spreading the voice of God."

"I saw it with my own eyes. He just pushed his monocle down, and a cross appeared behind him. On it was a God with a golden beard, who gave a speech with him. Everyone said it was the voice of God!"

"And he can ask God to drive away evil spirits!"

"I saw it with my own eyes. He expelled a very evil female spirit from the body of a 1.4-meter-tall little boy. She had red hair, red eyes, and a rotten face with pus. The smell she exuded even made me afraid to get close to her."

"But when the man with a golden beard who claimed to be God appeared, the evil spirit quickly retreated!"

Ron:? ? ?
What's all this mess?

(End of this chapter)