Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 173 Ron Sothos the Blasphemer

"Klein, sometimes I feel that you have an exceptional talent for infiltration, especially when dealing with the beautiful lady."

After assigning the next tasks, Dunn glanced at his team members with his gray eyes and teased them.

So the witch thing is going to never be over, huh? My name will probably be remembered at Blackthorn Security for a long time.

Upon hearing this, Klein's expression fell, and he thought helplessly to himself.

"Captain, give me enough time, and maybe I can rise to become the leader of those evil organizations. Then we can wipe them all out!"

Mr. "The Clown" curled his lips into a smile, recalling an internet meme from his past life. He then made a self-deprecating remark, wanting to test out the acting method he had been contemplating for a long time.

"I know this. There's a scene like this in a stage play in Intis, which is said to have been improved by Emperor Roselle and has been preserved to this day!"

When Dunn heard Klein's words, his gray eyes lit up as he recalled Daly's reply, which contained the relevant information.

Why is Russell everywhere?

Upon hearing this, Mr. "Clown" smiled even more broadly, harboring even more resentment towards the "Time Traveler" senior.

Within the boundless, pitch-black spirit realm, where there is no distinction between up, down, left, or right.

Seven serene rays of light of different colors stood quietly, occupying the upper part of the spirit world. No matter where you were, you could see them as soon as you looked up.

"Hehehe, Fatty, just give in!"

"That's right, Sothos, surrender!"

Ron listened to the noisy voice in his mind and curled his lip in disdain. He mobilized his will and kicked the two mortal enemies he had pinned down hard.

The handsome young man paid little attention to the two wills that were starting to "go mad" within him. Although they had been very intimidating just now, he held absolute control over this body.

However, the only problem is that the two bastards inside me neither speak nor act like humans, and at the slightest disagreement, they release polluting and madly twisted wills.

Although Ron could easily overpower them, he still felt somewhat powerless against the table-flipping behavior of the Celestials and the Primal.

Although he was not afraid of the other party's erosion and distortion, the humans living in Tingen City were not.

After all, this comes directly from the malice and pollution of the pillar!

"Sothos, you seem to harbor some unnecessary promises and expectations of that human! I can see what you're trying to do, but your thinking is too naive!"

"How could mere ants possibly extinguish the will of God? Even with your help, he could not succeed!"

"That's right, sphere, do you think I'm just a weakling?"

"Ha, no, you're wrong, you dead monster. In my eyes, not only you, but even the person next to you is nothing but trash!"

Faced with the intentional or unintentional probing from his two arch-rivals, the blond boy first retorted irritably, then pushed up his crystal monocle and continued:

"Originally, as the creator of the potion system, you should have a greater understanding of this."

"Your will has weakened over time, largely due to the erosion caused by those creatures that consumed the potion."

"Sothos, I don't deny that, but what's the use of erasing such a small amount? Our authority endures, our will endures, and no one can shake our authority and symbol!"

"Tch~ That's hilarious."

Ron made a sarcastic remark, then asked a question that sent chills down the spines of both the Celestial Will and the Primal Will.

"My position is high enough, my authority is strong enough, so do you feel that I have eroded your will?"

"Oh, no, I don't think so."

"And what makes me any different from you, or from those creatures who consume potions?"

"Shut up, you're blaspheming!!!"

Suddenly, two angry roars burst forth from the bloody gash on the blond boy's face.

Ron just smiled smugly at the exasperated voice and continued his explanation.

"You all come from the beginning. Whether you stand at the top of the world or are ants at the bottom, you all have a possibility."

"That means it will initially awaken within your bodies, the only difference being the size, but there is absolutely no 'zero' probability. This is a qualitative change from nothing to something, and it is the basis for my confidence in implementing this plan."

"The underlying logic of this world is distortion and madness, and this applies to you within this world, and also to the high and mighty God!"

"When your power is divided, madness and distortion will follow. This is an irresistible rule, a contradiction inherent in the very nature of that aggregator."

As soon as the blond boy finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent, as if everything that had just happened was merely his soliloquy or the twisted ramblings of a madman.

"Ha, how naive!"

"How childish!"

"You two don't need to be stubborn. Time will tell!"

After Ron finished speaking, he reached out his little hands and rubbed the sides of his cheeks, making his face look fresh and pink again.

He then ignored the primordial will that was using its wisdom to calculate, and the celestial will that was performing "fortune telling," and wandered alone in the spirit world, admiring the dark and desolate region where no spirit creatures existed.

"Door!"

A slightly panicked female voice, chanting in ancient Hermes, echoed in a rented room in Backlund.

Within the spirit realm, the corresponding spatial coordinates suddenly flashed with blue light, quickly outlining a series of illusory gates.

A woman who was 1.65 meters tall and wearing a beige long dress with a ruffled collar suddenly appeared.

Her brown hair was slightly curled and draped over her shoulders. Her light blue eyes showed a hint of panic, and behind her was a short bounty hunter who was about 1.5 meters tall.

As if they were being chased, they entered this dark, desolate world without any hesitation, quickly entering it.

"Where am I?"

As soon as she entered, Fors Wall exclaimed in surprise, because the dark and desolate surroundings were nothing like the scenes she had encountered in the spirit world before.

"Fors, you're not lost, are you!?"

Hearing her friend's surprised voice, Hugh Deercha realized what was happening and immediately asked to confirm their current situation.

"Hugh, can't you trust me a little more? I'm just an apprentice, how could I get lost?"

"I was just wondering why the spirit world around me is so different from before. All those abstract symbols and strange spirit creatures are gone. Could it be that the spirit world has some kind of sale store that's attracting them all there?"

"Fors, can't you be a little more composed? This could be a sign of danger, a very serious danger!"

Compared to the writer's rich imagination, her bounty hunter companion is undoubtedly more realistic.

(End of this chapter)