Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 189 I am one and ten thousand, I am the beginning and the end!

Klein rushed out of the pavilion and into the reception hall, where he saw "Corpse Collector" Frye and Megaus, covered in blood, standing on either side of each other, staring at each other.

To be honest, this situation was somewhat difficult for this taciturn "corpse collector".

He had neither Klein's glib tongue nor the Joker's extraordinary abilities; he could only stand there blankly, staring intently at the eyeball that Megaius was holding in her hand.

Those are Cohen's eyes!

However, just as tensions were about to rise, Klein tugged at the "corpse collector's" clenched fist, signaling him to leave the situation to him.

He didn't look very presentable at the moment; his eyes were slightly red, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he hadn't expected one of his teammates to die like that.

This was a significant event for the "time traveler," as it was the first time he had witnessed the death of a teammate since joining the Night Watch squad.

Although Dunn, Neil, and Leonard all told him about their former teammates who had gone out of control and turned into monsters.

However, without actually experiencing it, people tend to underestimate it and find it difficult to have a deep impression of it.

If only I could have said one more word to dissuade him.

Yes, if.

It’s a pity that there is no if!

For him, the past cannot be changed; what has happened has happened. Every choice represents a fork in the road of fate, leading to different futures.

The young night watchman was filled with self-blame, resentment, his own carelessness, and a sense of unreality.

As Russell the Great said, he seemed to treat it all as a game, or like Leonard, he saw himself as the protagonist of the era, subconsciously believing that these things would not happen to him.

Because the protagonist always manages to escape danger, he forgets that this is a dangerous world filled with madness.

We are pathetic creatures constantly battling danger and madness!

It's time to wake up from this beautiful dream.

Just then, a strong hand patted Klein on the shoulder, and he saw Frye nod slightly at him, his eyes full of comfort.

"Leave this to me."

The hoarse voice that came from Klein's mouth startled him, and it also startled Frye.

"it is good."

The "corpse collector" didn't try to be brave or waste time; he immediately rushed to the section and met up with the captain and Leonard.

"Ms. Megas, what would you like to drink?"

Klein suppressed his gloomy mood and, using the Joker's extraordinary abilities, forced a smile and greeted him.

He did not blame the death of his teammates on the blood-soaked, dazed Megos in front of him.

Because he knew that she was also a pitiful person, a pitiful person who had been deceived by Lanluus. She herself was probably already dead, leaving only this body that harbored evil and impurity.

The focus now is on the evil god's offspring in her womb!

"A glass of plain water."

As Megoss spoke, she stood there blankly, motionless, staring unfocused at Klein.

Looking into those unfocused, dilated eyes, Klein Moretti suddenly felt as if he were being watched.

It seemed as if something was staring intently at him through those eyes!

"Who are you!?"

Klein's scalp tingled instantly, his heart pounded, and he instinctively blurted out his question.

Megoss, on the other side, froze for a few seconds, a "hoarse" sound escaping her throat.

Suddenly, a strange voice, carrying both feminine nobility and masculine authority, came from the woman opposite. The voice was both decadent and holy, dignified and authoritative.

He/She said:

"I am one, and I am ten thousand; I am the beginning, and I am the end; I am the gods."

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

But just then, just as that voice resonated in Klein's heart, about to corrupt him.

A slightly immature voice suddenly broke the solemn and sacred scene with simple and easy-to-understand language.

Upon hearing the voice, Klein's brain went blank for a second. He immediately turned to look at the little kid who had already run out.

Damn it! What the hell are you doing here at a time like this?!

"Ron, go back now!"

He immediately frowned and shouted in a stern voice, his anger evident on his face.

Although this little brat really annoyed him, he usually remained "tolerant" and "patient".

At this moment, seeing him run over without any sense of propriety, Klein felt a surge of worry and nameless anger.

Worry is worry about loved ones, and anger is anger at loved ones for being unreasonable!

"snort."

However, who is Ron the Card Player? Although he does not have the strength of the original body, he has retained all of the original body's bad habits.

He immediately let out a haughty hum, raised his little head, and made Klein want to grab a leather whip and give him a good beating.

"Ron Sothos!!!"

"Prepare to die!!!!!!!!!"

However, before Klein could take the next step, someone else was faster than him.

The shout sounded like a deep-seated hatred, filled with boundless killing intent and disgust for foul language, causing blood to gush from Klein's ears!

The moment that voice, both sacred and depraved, both insane and twisted to the extreme, reached Klein's ears, Megaus's body vanished from the spot.

"Luo..."

The night watchman was speaking when he saw the blond boy being lifted up by a pale, bloodless hand.

The hand grabbed Ron by the back of his collar and lifted him up like a kitten!

"Hmph ╯^╰."

But the blond boy showed no fear in the face of this scene, remaining as arrogant as ever, not taking the strange thing that had taken over Megos's body seriously.

Brother, things have come to this point, please don't provoke her further!

"Be careful!"

Klein immediately grabbed the newspaper from the reception desk and used the Joker's ability to turn it into a throwing knife, aiming straight for Megos's right wrist.

Blood splattered, bones were exposed. Klein's attack was not entirely ineffective against Megas, who was no longer human, but it was more like a tickle.

However, he didn't expect that. He immediately pushed off the ground with his right foot, quickly moved closer, and tried to snatch Ron back.

He didn't want to lose any more companions!

Even if he's a "naughty" brat!

Just then, invisible black threads spread out from behind him, binding Megas's arms with the stillness of the night, rendering her unable to move for a moment.

These are Saint Selena's ashes!

team leader!

Without hesitation, Klein Moretti seized the opportunity, quickly closed in, and pulled Ron, who was playing cards, out of his coat, pulling off a daring escape.

"You will all die!"

Just then, a sharp scream suddenly rang out.

This voice was unlike the previous sense of divine depravity; it was more like the original voice of Megos's body, only now the tone had been distorted to the extreme.

An unseen force hurled Dunn, who was using Saint Selena's ashes, into the air, causing him to slam heavily against the wall as if struck by a steam train!

Klein, who was standing nearby, was in even worse shape. His head was numb, his eyes were unfocused, and blood was gushing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ears again.

Just then, feeling dizzy and disoriented, he suddenly felt something push him from his arms.

She gave him a hard shove!

He watched Ron's long, golden hair recede into the distance, watched that delicate and lovely face suddenly frown, watched a white bone blade pierce through his chest and twist it as if it were not satisfied.

The mysterious blond boy's pupils went unfocused, and his body collapsed heavily to the ground. He had died right in front of him!

"No!"

"Ron!"

Klein Moretti screamed, staring in disbelief at what was happening before him.

He had considered what other tricks the other party might have up their sleeve to protect themselves, but he hadn't expected Ron to die so easily.

He died without any warning!

The boy's warm blood splattered on Klein's face, reminding him of the past.

That was Ron who joked around with him, that was Ron who lent him the sealing artifact, that was Ron who always mocked him, that was Ron who studied with Benson Melissa after dinner.

Those heartwarming scenes, like the most beautiful memories, resurfaced in Klein Moretti's mind.

As the kid Klein had interacted with the most since his transmigration, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he considered him family.

But at this moment, he actually died in front of him while trying to save him.

Tears mixed with blood dripped from his eyelids onto the ground.

"You...must die too!"

At this moment, Mr. Fool issued a righteous judgment!

The silent darkness descended once more, like surging waves interspersed with fine threads, binding Megas once more with an aura of tranquility.

"Klein, catch!"

Leonard's voice trembled slightly as he threw something at him.

Without turning around, Klein had already seen the Sun Emblem from the Joker's premonition. He raised his arm and grabbed it tightly, pressing it against "0-21".

At this moment, he seemed to sense the restlessness of the divine blood power of "Eternal Sun" within the Sun Emblem!

It wants to purify everything; it wants to purify that thing that breeds filth and impurity!

"Go to hell!"

Klein Moretti infused the Sun Emblem with spirituality, and instinctively raised one hand high, whereupon a blazing white spear materialized in his palm.

Without hesitation, he seized the opportunity created by Dunn Smith and hurled the spear forward, sending it straight at Megalos.

"slow……"

Megos screamed again, but her words were cut short as if she had lost her extraordinary ability to "blaspheme"!

Light, the light that purifies impurity, the light of righteous judgment!

The light shone into the lobby of Blackthorn Security Company, as if all the sunlight on Zotland Street had converged there, instantly engulfing Megas's figure.

All around was silent, transformed into a sea of ​​light, with not a single sound emanating from it.

(End of this chapter)