Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 143 Pales: You gave Lu Da oil

"Old man!?"

The boundless spiritual realm, filled with various abstract meanings and revelations.

Pales Zoroaster looked up at the seven different colored beams of light above him, and listened to the words from the clone he had left inside Leonard's body. His face twitched violently.

Immediately, the archangel of Sequence One did not hesitate and severed the connection between his main body and his clone.

"You little brat, you actually dare to go!"

"I've been so good to you, and you still try to play tricks on me?!"

Pales Zoroastrian curled his lip, inwardly condemning the moral standards of the young people in the Kingdom of Rune today.

This old guy, who had been fighting the Time Angels for years, had secretly slipped away when Leonard went out to buy dessert, to avoid encountering this situation.

However, He didn't have much to say about it. After all, He was just an outsider, and without deep parasitism, it would be difficult to gain Leonard's trust through words alone.

He harbored the same thought and did not reveal all his own situation, fearing that the poet, who was not very intelligent, would betray him.

As an angel who was originally a thief's path, Pallas had hundreds of ways to stop Leonard from going to play cards and coming into contact with the brat.

The simplest way is to steal the poet's thoughts so that he is completely unaware of what is happening.

But doing so is pointless, because as long as that kid is still there, and as long as Leonard is still wary of him, it's only a matter of time before the two come into contact.

Moreover, with that little brat who's even prettier than a witch around, He didn't want to risk making a move recklessly.

"Honestly, when will this life of hiding ever end? Damn it, if I had powerful backers, would I have been forced into this situation by Amon?"

In the boundless spirit realm, a small worm with twelve segments let out a sigh. Pales was filled with bitterness at this moment, feeling that his future days were probably not going to be easy.

His injuries had not yet healed, and the extraordinary characteristics that Amon had taken from him had not yet been replenished. It was already remarkable that he was able to break free from Leonard and still maintain some of his sanity.

Now, He can only maintain His sanity by talking to Himself.

"We can't delay any longer; we have to find a new host!"

After muttering something to itself, the little insect wandering in the spirit world turned black and began to perform divination, trying to find a suitable host for itself.

Scenes flashed before his eyes, and one after another, creatures that met the criteria came into Pales Zoroaster's view.

This should have been parasitized by Amon.

This person has the blood of an ancient family, which makes things a bit tricky.

Why is that a curly-haired baboon?!

Hmm, this one is not bad, but the personality is too brutal, which is not to my taste.

Time ticked by, and after a few minutes, the archangel finally saw the person he had chosen.

The divination image showed a young lady with dark green hair. She looked arrogant and easily fooled. Judging from her clothes and the scenes of her attending the ball, she seemed to come from a very good family, like a member of Backlund's high society.

"Fine, let's go with her. Even though she's a woman, she's better than a curly-haired baboon because we can communicate."

Pales's mind raced, and he confirmed his goal.

But at that moment, the divination image in His eyes suddenly darkened, as if He had entered a damp and gloomy sewer.

In the scene, the girl is carrying a lantern and searching for something in the sewer, calling out something.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a little kid wearing a monocle entered the divination scene.

The blond boy ignored the girl who was calling out to him, and instead pulled out a monocle made of crystal from his pocket.

He calmly put the crystal monocle on his right eye, then looked up from this historical scene that had long since passed, a smile playing on his lips, at Pales Zoroastrian, who was in the present, performing divination.

"Grass!!!"

The scene before him terrified the first-order archangel. He immediately stopped divination, severed the connection, and attempted to deceive the rules to shift his position.

But suddenly, He found that He was now completely unable to move or use any of His extraordinary abilities!

Looking through the locked perspective at the spirit world that existed only in black and white, Pales Zoroaster had an epiphany.

His location was locked, and his time was stopped!

He is trapped here!

How could that be!? To be affected by just a glance at a divination image of the past? Even a true god couldn't do that!

"Just because the true god can't do it doesn't mean I can't. If it weren't for my strange connection with that dying old man, you might have really escaped!"

"You are very cautious and cunning. You even knew to leave a Sequence 4 clone inside Leonard's body as bait."

"But unfortunately, you shouldn't act rashly, because that would drastically change Leonard's future and make me realize that something is wrong."

"How was it? Surprised? Mr. Time Bug!"

A calm, indifferent, and slightly aloof young boy's voice rang out, causing Pales Zoroaster's heart to plummet to the bottom.

"You are the Wheel of Fortune!?"

A muffled and aged voice rang out, its tone filled with intense astonishment and disbelief.

"No, I actually prefer to be called the 'Time and Space Master'!"

The blond-haired boy calmly approached the insect with its twelve segments, thus refuting Pales Zoroaster's first guess.

"Time and Space, are you perhaps the ancient sun god?!"

Even more astonishing and unbelievable words followed, causing the blond boy's face to turn dark instantly.

That old bastard really knows how to get himself killed; he always brings up the very thing he shouldn't have said.

"I am not the plagiarist!"

"I am the great ruler of space and time, the ultimate point where all things return to one, the all-knowing and all-seeing infinite wisdom! Please note the difference between these two!"

"Alright, old man, now that you know my name, you can rest in peace on your journey!"

The blond boy pushed up his monocle, which was carved from crystal, and pronounced the old man's fate.

"Wait, I don't know you. We don't seem to have any grudge against each other!"

However, Palez Zoroaster was clearly unwilling to accept this damned fate, and he seized the opportunity to speak immediately, wanting to find out what was going on.

"I have a good brother; he is the hand that manipulates time, the shadow that roams the path of fate, the embodiment of deceit and mischief. If you kill me, he will surely avenge me!"

(End of this chapter)