Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 119 Fools Have Fool's Luck

The Church of the Night can produce talented people!

The blond boy was stunned for a moment upon hearing this answer, and then marveled inwardly at the diversity of the followers of the Goddess of Night.

At that moment, Ron felt a strong curiosity about this god he had never met before.

Deep down, all I wanted was to see this god and then deliver a fatal mockery to Him.

"I really want to see what kind of expression He'll make..."

Taking a deep breath and making a mental note of the amusement, the blond boy slightly curled the corners of his mouth, pushed up his monocle, and looked at the man opposite him.

"Since you believe in a little bit of everything, why don't you believe in the Creator described in the scriptures of the seven major churches?"

"Although there is little information about Him, all the ancient texts state that the seven gods were conceived from His body."

Ron actually quite admired this rebellious guy in front of him, because it was rare to find someone so interesting who had managed to survive until now.

Of course, one can only appreciate him if one's own name is not on his list of potential faiths.

"Young man, you don't understand. I've actually given this matter serious consideration!"

"But in the records of every god, it is said that this creator has already died."

"Dead gods have no value for faith!"

The gentleman, covered in amulets, didn't realize anything was amiss. Instead, he straightened his robes and answered Ron's question in a very scholarly tone.

You're pretty realistic!

Upon hearing this, the blond boy pushed up his slipped monocle again, realizing that he had underestimated the other person.

Meanwhile, the other seminar members, who had been silent for quite some time, were also looking at each other.

Although they noticed the atmosphere at the seminar was becoming increasingly strange, no one stood up to refute these outrageous remarks.

On one hand, that "eccentric" person with many beliefs was a troublesome fellow, and Hainas had a lot of headaches from his strange and unusual questions when he was still alive.

On the other hand, although they did not show it outwardly, they probably held similar thoughts to those of the "weirdo".

Clearly, those selected by Haynes Vancent as Aurora Society trainees were not exactly men of strong convictions.

"No, your view is wrong!"

At this critical moment, Mr. Z, the cultist in the main position, stepped forward and interrupted Mr. Believes Everything's rebellious words.

The Aurora Society's messenger stood up, his gaze sweeping coldly over all the group members present, as if mocking their wavering faith in their own deity.

Then his gaze shifted to the empty wall ahead, and he solemnly began:

"In fact, the Creator has not died."

"You can also try praying to Him and having faith in Him; no one will charge you anything!"

The blond boy's forehead twitched. He looked at Mr. Z, who had finally managed to utter this sentence after a long while, and was somewhat speechless.

As a great being, he felt utterly ashamed of these people!

When this devout believer of the "true creator" stepped forward, Ron thought the other party would criticize the guy's faith as not being devout enough and, by setting an example, stop his incredibly realistic statement.

But to his surprise, this devout believer of the "true creator" not only did not refute the other party's "heretical" views, but also added another option for him.

It seems they want to take this opportunity to spread their religion!

"As expected, most members of the Aurora Club have some serious illness!"

The blond boy adjusted his monocle, made a mental note of it, and decided to avoid contact with these low-IQ individuals to prevent lowering his own intelligence.

"Mr. Connor Paterson, are you telling the truth?"

"If that's the case, how will you prove the correctness of your statement? Rigor is an indispensable quality in the field of mysticism."

"Seven-Faith Slave" was surprised to hear Mr. Z's point of view, but did not blindly follow it.

Because he is a meticulous person, whether it is in his attitude towards faith or occult knowledge.

Seeing this, Mr. Z did not try to argue, but nodded slightly and said:

"I believe you have learned a lot of real occult knowledge from Henasen, but it is not comprehensive or specific enough; it only stays on paper."

He paused, then, taking advantage of the gazes directed at the crowd, secretly glanced at Ron once more.

"Unlike Hainas, the occult knowledge I explain mainly focuses on practical applications!"

The divine messenger spoke in a very calm tone, with the air of someone extraordinary who was above ordinary people.

He will use some extraordinary power to make these ordinary people, who are not yet extraordinary, believe in him, and then let them receive the Lord's grace!

Compared to Mr. A's simple and crude proselytizing methods, Mr. Z's "signature skill" is undoubtedly much gentler.

However, due to the "corporate culture" of Aurora Club, the final results of both were roughly the same.

To join, one must abandon one's mind and believe in the true Creator, but being corrupted and actively accepting transformation are essentially no different.

Perhaps the latter is more humane?

"Mr. Patterson, do you mean you will personally demonstrate that magical divination or other occult-related aspects?"

No sooner had Mr. Z finished speaking than he heard the young man, who was covered in amulets and pendants, excitedly interrupt him.

It's clear that the other party has always been quite enthusiastic about this.

"Uh, yes, you're right!"

As Emperor Roselle once said, "Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles."

This clearly demonstrates the importance of practical applications!

"But before that, I need an assistant to work with me..."

The Aurora Envoy responded first, and then, as he spoke, his gaze turned to the blond-haired boy without any attempt to conceal it. However, before he could extend an invitation, his words were interrupted again.

"Mr. Patterson, I'm willing to cooperate!"

The young man with devout faith shouted loudly again, causing Mr. Z's plan to fail before it even began.

"Damn it, how could Hainas possibly think of dragging such an idiot into the Aurora Club!?"

Taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth, the Divine Envoy used the Rose Bishop's ability to maintain a smile on his lips.

"Yes, Mr. Garridge."

He waited a few seconds, and seeing that Ron was still indifferent to him, he had no choice but to regretfully agree to the self-recommendation of this man covered in amulets.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Patterson. You know I'm very curious about the occult, but I've never really been exposed to them before."

Thank you for giving me this opportunity!

When Garridge saw that his request had been granted, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he sincerely thanked him.

This is the second update today. Thank you to all the brothers who voted with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.

I need to hurry up and write a draft; the holiday is almost over!

(End of this chapter)