Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 157 Wisdom Full of Scrap

"Give me a break, Sothos. You don't need to explain yourself. The reason your followers are all so foolish is definitely because of you. Your wisdom and knowledge have never been anything of any value!"

"Besides telling dirty jokes and spewing toilet humor, you can't do anything else!!!"

"The narcissist is right, Fatty, it's time to reflect on yourself and see what kind of garbage is in your intelligence!"

The primordial will dismissed the blond boy's explanations with disdain. It immediately used its own wisdom to arrive at a practical conclusion, summarizing all the foolish things done by the infinite wisdom.

The Celestial Venerable's will clearly remembered Ron's words criticizing the "Gate" authority a few days ago, so He grinned and immediately seized the opportunity to stir up trouble.

"You guys don't know anything!!!"

"hehe……"

"hehe……"

How can something intelligent be labeled as telling dirty jokes?!

The blond boy's face contorted, clearly stung by a sore spot. His will spoke rudely in his mind, causing the two wills within him to chuckle coldly, making him feel the malice of this cold world.

"It's all S'a's fault. Once I'm done with this, I'm going to the Southern Continent and give him a good beating!!!"

Ron gritted his teeth and blamed everything on the hardworking and dedicated leader of the Rose School.

After all, he only corrupted one mythical creature, Sear, while the remaining aberrant individuals of the Rose School were all influenced by this divine abomination.

"Mr. Ron, are you alright?"

Just then, Audrey Hall's concerned voice came through, causing Ron's pupils to dilate slightly, and his attention returned to the outside world.

The blonde, blue-eyed girl noticed Ron's expression change and looked puzzled.

She had seen and heard the sudden moonlight and the eerie laughter earlier, and was worried that something new might happen tonight in this dramatic little adventure that was even more melodramatic than a third-rate novel.

"Hmm... but Mr. Ron can definitely handle any unexpected situations!"

Trusting the members of the Tarot Club and anticipating the angel beside Mr. Fool's throne, the noble lady breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Well, it's nothing, it's just that tonight's adventure has to end early."

The blond boy felt the trusting and adoring gaze of the beautiful girl beside him, his expression turned serious, and he didn't reveal the truth.

After all, he couldn't possibly admit that the stupid and ridiculous guy from earlier was one of his followers; he'd be looked down upon!

Ron's golden eyes flickered slightly as he used the connection created by the Rose School members chanting his name to tell them to get lost and stop embarrassing him and delaying his business.

As the only "god" of the Rose School at this stage, his commands are undoubtedly authoritative. In just a dozen seconds, he saw that the three funny guys had already left the place quickly, leaving only Marich, who had been beaten up by the zombies and werewolves in the living room on the first floor, looking completely bewildered.

Clearly, this guy who had been besieged for a while had no idea what had happened tonight.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Ron. Without you, I probably wouldn't have had such an experience tonight..."

I would never have witnessed such a magical and mysterious world, which is exactly what I've been searching for!

Upon hearing Ron's words, the noblewoman revealed an elegant and flawless smile, subtly lifted the hem of her black trench coat, and solemnly bowed to the blond youth.

"This is not a big deal."

Ron nodded slightly in gratitude to the girl, said a polite word, and then turned his head, his gaze breaking through the many obstacles to look at the vengeful spirit who was on guard.

"You can leave now, but I feel like we'll meet again in the future!"

Sharon was startled by the blond boy's words. If an ordinary person had said those words, she wouldn't have taken them to heart.

However, the one who uttered these words was a terrifying and eerie hidden being, which made Miss Vengeful Spirit have to consider things more carefully.

"I praise your kindness and thank you for your help."

A voice, no longer ethereal and illusory, rang out. Sharon, with her delicate features, light golden hair, and azure eyes, materialized and bowed to the blond-haired boy from afar. Then, her figure quickly faded away and she joined Marich, who was going upstairs. Together, they left this extremely dangerous place.

In an instant, the previously chaotic scene became quiet.

"Are you a vampire?"

Just then, as Audrey Hall quietly watched all this, marveling at the angel's power, the blond boy suddenly spoke, his gaze sweeping towards the white-haired vampire.

What do you mean by "only"?

"Your Highness, I am a pure-blooded vampire."

The Dark Noble, who was trying to sneak away, stopped in his tracks, inwardly cursing his bad luck, and immediately turned around to respectfully emphasize.

"Haha, we vampires also have several angels within our ranks, perhaps Your Highness and you all know each other..."

Elsa Brin gave a dry laugh, trying to use her vampire status to intimidate the angel opposite her, hoping he would spare her life.

"Don't be nervous, I just have a question I want to ask you."

"Your Highness, please ask. I will answer you to the best of my knowledge."

Seeing that the vampire before him was so sensible, the blond youth took a deep breath, calming the "terrifying" memories caused to him by the old and faded beauty of the fallen mother goddess.

"Who is the most powerful among your vampires?"

"Your Highness, I know the answer to that question. Of course, it's our vampire progenitor, the symbol of the red moon and beauty!"

Upon hearing the angel's question, the vampire lady's face revealed undisguised pride.

"Oh? Where is He now!?"

Ron's eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately asked, "Although a portion of the Red Moon's power is most likely in the hands of the Goddess of the Night, this cannot diminish his yearning for beauty."

"Uh, the progenitor... the progenitor hasn't responded to us for a long time."

"So that means He's dead!?"

"No, no! It's possible it's just dormant."

The handsome white-haired vampire immediately retorted upon hearing this, then shrank back in fear.

However, the blond boy remained somewhat skeptical of her words, because at this stage, his ex-girlfriend on the moon possessed a share of the Goddess of Beauty's characteristics, information he had obtained when he warned the Mother Tree of Desire last time.

And that goddess of the night most likely holds the uniqueness of the red moon, because her title includes the Crimson Lord. If it were just a Sequence One authority, such a title would most likely not point to her, but rather to the Fallen Mother Goddess.

Therefore, it can be inferred that the so-called progenitor of the vampires has most likely already died.

(End of this chapter)