Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 218 Everyone Can Be a "Warrior"! (3K)

The invincible "Ancient Sun God" fell, just minutes before His passing.

While swapping "uniqueness," He conveniently slipped away into the ocean of the collective unconscious. However, after Ron stuffed "uniqueness" into his chest, the blond boy grabbed Him from the past, thus changing the present future.

With just a blink of an eye, the "Daydreaming Angel" returned to its starting point.

With a blink of an eye, his golden beard was mostly torn off, and his face swelled up like a pig's head.

After that, the "Daydreaming Angel" never dared to close her eyes again.

Of course, that pig-like scream didn't come from the "Imaginary Angel," who, despite his burdens, didn't utter a sound.

When faced with Ron's brutal beatings, His main tactic was to strike one after another without uttering a sound, turning the other cheek after being slapped on the left.

Anyone who didn't know better would think He had a taste for this.

However, the "Imaginary Angel" did not just stand there and take the beating; instead, she put up an effective fight back.

Adam first imagined himself to be a tiny bit taller, and then imagined Ron to be a tiny bit shorter. Using this difference in height to create distance, he then grabbed Ron's long, golden hair that reached past his ears and ripped off a large section of it.

This ultimate humiliation from someone in a "higher position" left the boy, who was only 1.51 meters tall, stunned.

Just as he was about to step forward and continue to lecture the other party, the bearded man had already entered the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness again, and imagined the abilities of the Time Worm, using certain mistakes to escape directly.

As an "ancient sun god," he has his own insights into creating and repairing Amun.

"I'm telling you, if you do this again, you'll be sorry!"

In the end, Ron, having caught nothing, didn't continue modifying the past, but instead issued a threat and warning.

A gentle breeze, seemingly from nowhere, brushed across the blond boy's head, but it couldn't dispel the melancholy on his face.

The few remaining hairs on its head fluttered in the wind, showcasing its boundless wisdom and exceptional intelligence.

At that moment, Ron seemed to feel the cold, and he shook his head to restore his original form.

"It's still more comfortable to just use it directly."

With a smug hum, the boy rubbed his fair hands together as if he hadn't had enough.

Ever since exchanging a few blows with Klein, the great "Time and Space Dominator" has come to enjoy the thrill of directly beating people up.

He shook his hand, removing a few strands of golden beard, and Ron's eyes flickered as he considered his next move.

Although He has now returned to a semi-complete state, there is still no trace of the authority that created the world and became everything.

As for the source material, don't even think about it.

After successfully devouring "uniqueness," Ron possessed the authority scattered through that instinctive connection.

But the result is already very clear: he cannot say that he gained nothing, but rather that he gained absolutely nothing.

Just then, the dog's furtive voice, with its incredibly steady demeanor, echoed in his mind.

"Sothoth, your authority was long ago consolidated by the 'Ancient Sun God.' The less important ones were sealed away and scattered in various places, while the important ones were all sunk into the Chaos Sea!"

"If you want, you can always try to retrieve it from the Chaos Sea; it's located at the Earth's core!"

As these words, full of "good intentions" and "concern," fell, the blond boy's face darkened.

If he goes to the Chaos Sea, he will most likely be trapped there indefinitely. Although it won't kill him, his primordial will will definitely be greatly strengthened, which will make it difficult to fight for control of his body.

This "old silver coin" contestant is a professional at pressing down coffin lids!

"Fatball, you can also think about it another way. Your source essence is in the Western Continent. If you can let me be reborn, I promise you that I will return your source essence in full, and we will split the rest of the source essence 20/80."

"You get eight, I get two, how about that?"

A despicable and shameless whisper rang out, followed by a highly seductive text message sent to Ron.

The old Celestial Venerable never misses an opportunity to strike, and immediately turned into a "master liar," kneeling down to beg for the source essence.

"Heh, you damned freak, whether you get 'Source Castle' or not depends on my whim. What right do you have to negotiate with me?"

"If you're going to beg on your knees, you have to act like one!"

The blond boy lowered his eyes, chuckled twice, and refused the offer of a quid pro quo.

As everyone knows, Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun never keeps his promises.

After all, His fickleness is not "human nature," but rather an extremely despicable "character"!

Feeling full within his body, Ron looked around and vanished instantly, returning to his mansion.

The leader of the Twilight Hermits used uniqueness to obtain his promise and 0-08, and Ron could no longer target Him, the Witch Cult, and the Rune Royal Family who cooperated with Him.

As for the bearded man, Ron believed he would know what was going on and wouldn't provoke him again or try to abduct his followers.

As for how to regain the remaining power, Ron still needs to think carefully and consider it thoroughly.

Although he had further suppressed the two bastards inside him, this did not help him reclaim what belonged to him and regain his wholeness.

The Celestial Will and the Primal Will are gambling on which side Ron will choose.

If he chooses authority, he will inevitably have to cultivate an "omniscient and omnipotent being," while if he chooses essence, he will have to cultivate a "Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Profound Yellow."

These two options were like two piles of stinky dog ​​poop, making the blond teenager unwilling to even consider them.

Life is full of choices, and a single wrong decision can lead to a huge mistake!

Damn it!

With a wave of his hand, the blond-haired boy opened the "King's Treasury," attempting to find some inspiration from his collection.

Piled up in a corner, it's a mountain of gold that can make a "poor devil" sell everything he owns.

"Sigh~ That would be too cruel for him!"

Ron shook his head, abandoning his plan to force Klein to help him by using "favors".

The characteristics of the "Parasite," the characteristics of the "Puppet," the characteristics of the "Ocean Singer," a few banknotes, writhing hunger, the characteristics of the "Despair Witch," and Mr. A's missionary gadgets.

These low-level things did not arouse the blond boy's interest in the slightest. His gaze swept over them, but suddenly stopped and stared intently at one thing.

This is the highest-level thing he has, and the one most likely to help him.

That was one of his Sequence Two "Spatial Authority" documents, which contained a few fragments of the "Disordered Kingdom" and a giant ship that resembled an island.

In the blink of an eye, a bold idea came to mind, and Ron's eyes instantly lit up.

Although he can't do it alone, he can definitely ask a few more people to help!

If, with my help, that guy can punch the Celestial Venerable and trample the Primordial One, thus washing away his bloody history of low intelligence, then there is still a high probability that we can cooperate.

After all, He is easy to persuade; it only takes a little trickery.

If He can't do it, then there are so many Outer Gods outside. Ron could easily capture a few of them and seal them in the jar, cooperating with them on the condition that they go.

If those outer gods don't agree, then torture them until they do!

The blond boy pretended not to see or notice anything as his eyes flickered, and closed his "King's Treasury" with a slightly troubled expression and disappointed eyes.

"Sigh~ I still don't have enough collections!"

He made a half-hearted sigh, then took a few quick steps and walked over to Medici, who was wiping the floor.

"Here, this is a reward for your hard work these past few days!"

Looking at the red-haired woman in men's loungewear who was ignoring him and working diligently, Ron reached out and handed her a metal box with layers of mysterious patterns.

This is precisely the "Despair Witch" trait from the bearded man!

"Heh, you're pretty fast!!!"

"Let me tell you, if you want to warm my bed, go find that freeloading witch. Don't even think about messing with me!"

Upon seeing the contents of the metal box, Medici suddenly felt a tightness in his anus. He gritted his teeth and sneered, fearing that the little brat might take a liking to his body.

Although she is currently in a female form, if it weren't for the two beings inside her interfering, Lady Medici could still transform back.

However, once Medici takes this "Despair Witch" trait, he can forget about ever seeing the light of day again until he finds the extraordinary traits at the angel level of the Hunter's Path!

"Hmph, logically speaking, I'm the one who gave you this body your life, yet you won't even call me 'Dad'!"

Hearing the Red Angel's instinctive provocation, Ron grinned, pushed up his monocle, and looked at the Red Angel, who exuded a mature and sophisticated aura, with amusement.

Medici's face turned green instantly, and he was speechless for a moment, finding himself at a disadvantage in the mockery.

"Ha, that's the only way you can get a good deal!"

After a long while, He finally exhaled deeply and said defiantly, still quite unconvinced.

He then ignored Ron, who seemed to have nothing better to do, turned around and left the area that had already been cleared.

However, before leaving, He took with him a small tin box containing the characteristics of a "witch".

As the saying goes, brothers are precious, but witches are even more valuable!

Despite his stubbornness, as the King of Angels with only low to medium extraordinary attributes within him, he always longed to improve himself. Since the hunter's attributes were unavailable, the witch's could be used as a temporary solution.

Seeing the red-haired older sister walk further and further away, the blond boy's lips curled into a pleasant smile again. He went straight to the soft sofa and leaned back against it as if all his strength had been drained.

The great Ron Sothos was in a great mood today, more so than ever before. He lay on the soft sofa and sank into it completely.

"Sigh~ Since that's the case, let's see what my lovely followers are doing. It would be even better if some of them are eager to learn!"

A smile bloomed on the blond boy's face. He then raised his hand and waved it, revealing the specks of light from recent prayers, and began to examine them one by one...

(End of this chapter)