Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 510: Welcome the Return of the Dragon King! (6K) -in-
"Don't come over!!!"

The handsome brass magic lamp shook, and a blue-green flame suddenly ignited on the wick.

The twisted golden figure floated in the air. He had lost his former dignity and pronounced in a somewhat frustrated tone:
"The rules don't apply here!"

"This place must return to order!"

As a great being who holds the authority of "rules", He finally resisted the injection of source essence from "Trensost".

Although the Lamp God is a bit weak, he is still one of the old days after all. Apart from his worrying IQ, he has no obvious flaws that are worthy of criticism.

Unreal, golden, chains filled with sacred rules were everywhere. Under the rules of the entire world, there seemed to be some new order, which rewrote the original rules and replaced the later rules.

In an instant, the puppet controlled by the "Country of Disorder" flickered and was intermittent like a projection.

On this island, the rules that were originally erroneous, abnormal and distorted were improved and modified bit by bit, and gradually returned to the right track.

The potential is forced out...

Feeling everything that happened on the island, the blond boy suddenly revealed a gratified smile.

"According to the Lamp God, the Night Emperor was attacked from all sides at that time, and no one knew what Trunsoest would do."

"However, based on the 'Ghost Empire' I found, and the island I found based on the Beyonder Characteristics Aggregation Law, it is undoubtedly clear that the Night Emperor at that time was planning to use the Essence to achieve a certain purpose."

Ron's handsome brows slightly frowned, staring at everything in front of him without blinking, and he gradually made a conclusion about this place in his mind.

"It seems that what the Son of Chaos said was right. At that time, Trunsoest must have wanted to revive and escape from the dangerous situation."

"According to the history I know, Trunsoest has witnessed the resurrection of the Black Emperor. He most likely wants to use the power of the source to exploit the loophole of death."

"Well, in this way, whether it is the Ghost Empire as huge as a city or this island, it is clear that this is the same attempt and preparation, but the former failed because the passengers did not have time to board the ship and lacked the order established by the Night Emperor..."

"And this island seemed close to success, but the order was distorted for some reason, and all the residents died tragically. The rules changed and became inconsistent with the rules set by Trunsoest, so they did not meet the conditions for exploiting loopholes..."

"How daring."

Ron sighed, and then smacked his lips.

Although they are all true gods, these guys are more ruthless than each other and don’t care about the consequences when they go crazy.

So it’s not that the Seven Gods are hiding, but that those who are not hiding are all dead…

After realizing this, Ron's body, which was leaning on the chair, suddenly shook, and he saw dark cracks suddenly appearing in the void around him.

"Order should be respected here, and those who are disorderly should be judged!"

Following the rules issued by the lamp god, the entire space in the bedroom suddenly collapsed, collapsing in large areas without any regular pattern.

Just like when Ron first came in, everything he saw turned into liquefied oil paintings, distorted and abstract, and seemed to contain some kind of rules.

"Sure enough, this is just an anomaly created by distorting the rules. The Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty meets the triggering conditions, and the corresponding rules are distorted and generated.
It’s just that the scene just now seemed to come from Trunsoest’s memory.”

"Is it your wedding night?"

Ron curled his lips and saw that the complicated long skirt he was wearing had turned back into his original decent clothes. He muttered to himself,
Fortunately, it was me and the "Lamp Spirit" who came in. If it were someone like the "Fool", I'm afraid I would have to wait until my wedding night to "pass the level". By the time I passed the level, my butt would probably be in a mess...

The twisted, liquid-like world began to wriggle, and white light and a piercing buzz spread across the entire island.

Silently, the brightly lit island suddenly fell into a long darkness. All the lights disappeared, as if they had never been lit.

The buildings on the island quickly lost their color. Their walls were broken and crumbling. The wooden boards were corroded by time and the cloth turned directly into ashes, burying the dried bones that lay on the ground in twisted postures as if they had died in pain.

Without the twisted and bizarre rules, everything on the island returned to normal.

The crimson moon was hanging high in the sky. The young man looked around and found himself in a hall that looked like a royal palace.

There is a nearly three-meter-high throne above the hall. It is made entirely of brass, with two sharp swords of judgment inserted behind it. There are two symbolic symbols pieced together on it, one big and the other small, which looks quite strange.

There are forty-two candlesticks on its left side and forty-one candlesticks on its right side. The candles on them have long been extinguished, silently telling the final fate of the owner of the throne.

"Alas~ Order is order, shadow is shadow, adjacent paths do not represent the complete unification of authority. If they are forcibly mixed, unknown, distorted, and unpredictable changes will inevitably occur."

"That's the root of the problem!"

The twisted golden figure sighed pretentiously, pointed at the throne that possessed the characteristics of both "Judge" and "Black Emperor", and expressed his own opinion.

Hearing this, Ron spread his hands and did not object.

After all, in places like this, the "Lamp God" has a say.

When you are high enough, anything is fine. When you cannot control order and disorder, it is best not to pin your hopes on unknown changes.

What happened on the island is the best explanation.

At this moment, there was another movement in Ron's trouser pocket.

The seal from the "Rose School" seemed to sense something, and an extremely sad and depressed mood emanated from it.

Even the melodious singing voice now sounded a bit hoarse and unwilling.

"The throne holds the high authority of the Judge. As long as I take it back, I will be able to..."

bang-

Before Deng Shen finished speaking, he was kicked away by Ron.

"You have no heart, no wonder you are still single, why don't you just find a place and live your life according to your own rules..."

The blond boy muttered as he released the "Shadow of the Goddess of Beauty".

Master Ron is a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to see such a scene of life and death separation.

The bloody young girl first politely saluted Ron, then quickly came to the brass throne and kept circling around.

His eyes were already filled with tears. Although only a residual mental mark remained and his IQ had not fully recovered, "Ornia" could still feel the familiar breath on the throne.

He knelt on the ground, as if he still had some expectations, waiting for the nerd in his memory to sit on the throne that belonged to him again.

Thinking about night boxing, thoughts flow like a spring.

Thinking of Ye Jian, I never forget him.

Night Emperor Palm, for all eternity.

Night Emperor, Night Emperor~
The "Djinn" who was kicked away was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, then he thought of Sothoth's usual style of doing things, so he said with a smile:
"You want to possess this angel? Even though it's a spiritual mark and she already has a husband, it's not impossible..."

"You can use Trunsoest as a threat. He doesn't know whether you can save him anyway. You only need to deceive him a little to make this angel willing..."

You thick-browed, big-eyed guy, when did you become so despicable! ?
Ron was shocked when he heard this, and then he looked at the lamp god carefully with a strange look in his eyes. After confirming that He was not possessed or controlled by the spiritual line of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun", he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you a fool? They have been dead for a long time, but there are still traces of them left, and they are acting according to their obsessions in life."

"And even if he is rescued, he may not be the original Trunsoest. Unless I interfere with history, he will just be mixed with a crazy spirit..."

After all, not everyone has a background like Medici. Even if they die, they only lose their characteristics, and even their status does not fall.

Pushing aside the djinn who still didn't understand love and was in the way, the young man came to the throne and said seriously:

"He is not here. This place has been corroded by the source, and the resurrection was not successful..."

Hearing this, "Ornia", who was sitting beside the throne and humming a mournful and melodious melody, opened her mouth and said woodenly:

"His characteristics are here, His breath is here, His memory is here..."

“Can You Save Him?”

The bloody beautiful figure asked expectantly.

"If you can save Him, I can, I can..."

Olnia's cheeks turned red with shame and she was shy, which made Ron's teeth ache. He suddenly remembered the gossips about Mr. "The Door".

The history of the Quaternary is a huge ditch literature...

For example, Chick and Alistair Tudor.

For example, the Night Emperor and his pure love vampire girlfriend.

Another example is the unspeakable secret between the Black Emperor Solomon and the true Creator.

"..."

"That's not necessary. I usually do things for money, and I treat things as they are."

Ron has not yet squandered all the inheritance from the Ghost Empire. This money has supported his comfortable life, and the great Infinite Wisdom will not forget it.

I am not a dishonest fellow like the Lord of Mysteries...

He took a deep breath, pondered in his heart, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, raised his chin slightly,

"You have three choices."

"First, completely abandon the past. I will allow you and Trunsoest to reincarnate and return to wholeness in the next life."

“Second, continue to exist in this state until the end of the world.”

"Third, I will personally interfere with history, which will lead to considerable changes and may even cause a crisis of world destruction. Of course, it is also possible that nothing will happen..."

"You are free to choose, but you need to be careful. You only have one chance."

The beautiful blood-colored phantom was stunned for a moment, and reluctantly groped for the throne made of brass. Her eyes flickered as if she had made a choice, and then she said in a surprised voice with a low IQ:

"You are such a kind and good gentleman, I choose one!"

Hearing this, the blond boy snorted disdainfully:

"Okay, this is your choice." "Besides, don't be too happy too soon. You said that you would work like a slave for me in your next life."

…………

Bayam.

Ocean Breeze Hotel.

"what!!!"

"call……"

Winchester woke up from her sleep, her blue eyes that seemed to contain lightning suddenly widened, and she looked at the big golden retriever looking at her with a confused look on her face.

"Susie, do you know who Trunsoester is!?"

She scratched her head, feeling that the name sounded familiar, but not too familiar.

It may occasionally appear in dreams, but will soon be blown away by the wind and forgotten behind my mind.

"Woof, I'm just a dog, how should I know?"

The big golden retriever squatted on the chair without even turning his head. In the morning sunshine, he flipped through the psychology book on the desk with great interest.

"what"

The careless elf lady scratched her head, grinned for a while, then turned over and got up, picking up the "Book of Natural Disasters" on the bedside.

"Do you know who Trunsoest is?" she asked curiously, obviously having high expectations for the ancestor of the elves.

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"I don't know. Compared to this, I think you should digest the potion quickly so that you can take back the legacy of the elves."

"And the task of expanding the elf race has to be entrusted to you. You must be responsible. After all, you are considered to be the purest bloodline of the elves."

You old woman.
The Queen of Scourge's answer was even more outrageous, causing Winchester Kyle's eyelids to twitch.

"Then why don't you reproduce? You are the Queen of Elves! Don't feel inferior to me. Being older has its advantages, and a wife has her own charm."

“Let me tell you, some people just like this.”

Boom——

In the sunny room, a bolt of lightning fell from nowhere and struck Miss Elf in front of her eyes, causing her to swallow the next words.

How stingy! Why don't you chop it on your own grave so that my ancestors' graves can emit smoke?
She pursed her lips, and finally picked up the guitar leaning in the corner of the room and began to hum.

This humming sound had no words but was beautiful and pleasant to the ear, and every sentence was clearing one's soul. However, this unique street performing skill that he had learned since childhood was now tinged with a bit of inexplicable sadness.

She couldn't help but feel sad. She didn't know what sins she had committed in her previous life to deserve to be treated like a "pet".

A few blocks away from the Ocean Wind Hotel is the Blue Wind Hotel.

Klein was in the bathroom, looking in the mirror and carefully adjusting the skin on his face, with that arrogant expression that implied a mixture of majesty and impropriety.

"Hmph, ╭(╯^╰)╮."

He pressed his face against Ron's and imitated the arrogant hum of a little brat. His arrogant yet delicate and handsome face showed a unique temperament that even stunned Klein Moretti.

"Well, conservatively speaking, the similarity is 98%."

"Hey, so handsome, what's the difference between him and Xiao Nanliang when he puts on a skirt?"

"If I was this handsome in my previous life, why would I have to work part-time every day, and still get rejected when I confessed my love to you?"

Mr. Fool muttered to himself, his eyes turning red with jealousy. Although the Faceless Man could transform into anyone, Klein still felt a little uncomfortable looking at this face.

Theirs is a natural incarnation, while mine is an artificial process, there is no comparison at all.

After the last Tarot gathering, with Ron's permission, he began to plan the next phase of action with Justice and others.

Until yesterday, with the help of the audience, all the details were finalized.

The role played by Klein is of paramount importance, and the task is incredibly difficult.

That is to go to the Governor's Mansion as Ron to collect the bounty of "King of the Five Seas", and do his utmost to delay time, attracting the attention of all the extraordinary people in the Governor's Mansion to himself, especially the admiral, a true demigod.

As for Audrey Hall, she naturally disguised herself and used her invisibility skills to sneak into the Governor's Mansion to look for clues.

Of course, the help of Mr. Fool is indispensable in this process, and the interference of divination and the protection of paper angels are also necessary conditions for the action.

Otherwise, once someone sneaks into the Governor's Palace, the arbitrator's semi-god spiritual intuition will definitely give a warning.

As for the two conspicuous guys, Susie and Winchester, they were arranged to support outside. At the same time, they also served as lookouts. Once there were any changes in the outside world, they would immediately send out signals to give warnings.

boom--

The 1.69-meter-tall Klein pushed Ron's face and kicked the bathroom door open, perfectly embodying the core spirit of arrogance and domineering.

After “traveling through time” for so long, it’s finally his turn to “hold his head high”!

"No, that's not arrogant enough."

Recalling what the little brat had done, Klein raised his blond head slightly and used his show-off skills above the gray fog.

Instantly, an invisible aura enveloped the room, making everyone in the empty room unable to raise their heads.

"Well, that's right. If Danitz, who I sent away this morning, was here, I'm afraid he would have already come here to offer his high-quality service."

"But don't overact. I hope he can control his anger when he's being arrogant in front of the demigod, and don't slap me to death. The reason why the little brat is so arrogant is that he is really powerful, and I'

Klein silently complained in his heart, then maintained Ron's appearance and humbly prayed to the great Mr. Fool.

"Great Fool, please tell Miss Justice that I am ready and will go to the Governor's Mansion now."

Then, he walked four steps backwards to the top of the gray fog, cast a "Paper Angel" on himself and "Justice", and carefully watched the scene of "Ron" praying humbly several times. After satisfying his evil taste, he transferred the blurred projection to the crimson star representing "Justice".

After doing all this, Klein returned to the real world and once again imitated Ron's actions, kicking open the door and leaving.

Governor's Palace.

Inside the Admiral's office.

Lueran knocked on the door lightly, walked in quickly and came to the side of Amyrius Levitt, handing a document to the admiral who was wearing the document.

"General, our patrol team on Red Hat Street sent us intelligence that they saw the blond-haired boy mentioned by Ireland."

The middle-aged man with black hair and blue eyes suddenly stopped writing. His blue eyes seemed to contain a majesty that could not be refused or explained. He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to touch the receding hairline, and asked as if to confirm:
"Ireland, I remember him. He provided important intelligence before."

"Are you sure it was the golden-haired boy who defeated the King of the Five Seas?"

"General, I'm afraid that's the case. After all, his appearance is very distinctive. Many of our informants in Bayam have seen him wandering the streets."

"According to the investigation, he had a lot to do with the death of 'The Whisperer', and there are also rumors that he and the mysterious queen have something unclear."

"According to your instructions, we did not dare to investigate on our own, but we found out from the weekly list of hotel staff that he is currently staying at the Ocean Breeze Hotel."

The young secretary, with neatly combed blonde hair, a slightly high hairline, light blue eyes, delicate features and gentle manners, was very professional. He meticulously placed all the documents on the leader's desk, waiting for the demigod's reply.

Amyrius Levitt pondered for two or three seconds. He did not read the information on the table. Instead, he crushed it in his palm. Then he asked calmly:

"He's coming towards the Governor's Palace?"

"Yes General."

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"Then let everyone get ready, this is a distinguished guest."

The admiral's serious mouth curled up into a smile, but at this moment, combined with his serious and old-fashioned face, it always seemed a bit ironic.

"Okay General, I'll do it right away."

Lu Er'an responded tactfully, then left the office and closed the half-open door.

Only then did Amyrius Levitt heave a sigh of relief, having successfully maintained his success and dignity in front of his subordinates.

He quickly stood up and took out a stack of paper documents from a hidden safe.

Name: unknown.

The powerful king of angels, suspected to be a true God, is most likely the incarnation of the "God of Time and Space" of the southern continent.

The kingdom has prepared a bounty for Nestor, and the king has issued a secret order to do everything possible to win him over, no matter what the cost.

Note: He likes alcohol, beautiful women, and desserts, and is not sensitive to money.

Want to win over?
The blue eyes quickly glanced over, and the sarcastic smile on the admiral's old-fashioned and serious face became more obvious.

"These fools in the kingdom can't understand the situation. He is not here to collect the bounty. He clearly has bad intentions!"

"If I wanted to cooperate with you, I would have come to you in Backlund. There would be no need to contact me at sea. If you don't care about money, it means that you have probably forgotten about the bounty."

"The target came directly to the Governor's Mansion. Anyone with a brain would know that there is something wrong."

In principle, the "God of Time and Space" accepted by the Seven Gods must be a "true god".

As a "righteous god", you naturally cannot tolerate the royal family's secretive actions. At this time, you are still trying to cooperate with them. Isn't this just offering your sincerity to them?
As an admiral, Amyrius really couldn't understand why the royal family asked him to secretly protect the Witch Cult, keep the sea routes open, and transport slaves covertly.

As a proud and preachy law enforcer, this is absolutely intolerable.

But as a royal noble, how could he refuse the royal order?
He still has family, brothers, relatives and friends. Once he falls, everything will be over.

(End of this chapter)