Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 259 I am the key, I am the door! (3K)

Why are you all looking at me like that?

"When did a church appear here? Are cults this rampant now?"

The vampire, who had been peering around, noticed everyone's gaze. He felt a pang of guilt at first, but then raised his head arrogantly and retorted defiantly.

"snort"

"You said you're a vampire?"

Ron almost laughed out of anger when he heard this. He snorted irritably, not understanding what had happened today and why he kept encountering such bad luck.

Seeing a poor person first thing in the morning is really bad luck!

"Not vampires, but blood clan members, blood clan members!"

Emlyn White's expression changed drastically upon hearing the blond boy's question. He immediately retorted loudly, proudly emphasizing that he almost jumped up in anger.

However, upon seeing the scrutinizing gazes of everyone in the church, he took a step back, feeling rather guilty.

Because this reckless fellow only now realizes that he seems to have just revealed something terrible.

Regardless of which deity this church belongs to, directly revealing one's identity is not a good thing!

"If these despicable humans hadn't been eating chili peppers here, and if I hadn't happened to want to drink blood, how could I have been exposed?"

"Okay, I've found the way. Goodbye!"

The vampire muttered to himself, not having time to think further, and immediately tried to make a run for it. His spiritual intuition reminded him that if he stayed any longer, he might encounter something bad.

With a powerful push of his right foot, he kicked off backward, twisted his waist, and swung his arms, bursting out of the gate.

The air outside the church was so fresh, but before Emlyn could feel any excitement, the world before him suddenly changed.

Suddenly, the deep night disappeared, and the crimson moon was obscured by something.

"What's going on!?"

The vampire screamed in terror, looking around in a panic, and within a second he understood the situation.

At that moment, he saw the bright, patterned, exquisite floor tiles and the brand-new wooden platform.

His legs and hands were bound in an extremely shameful way, and the vampire lay on the ground without any dignity.

In that brief moment, he was captured and bound hand and foot like a sacrifice to an evil god, pinned to the ground without any power to resist!

How is this possible?! He's a mid-level powerhouse!

"Heh, be honest, I actually have some questions for you!"

With a soft thud, Ron kicked the strange vampire in the right buttock, causing Emlyn's writhing body to stiffen abruptly.

"You despicable human, let me go! You're cursed for insulting a vampire like this! You'll definitely suffer terrible fate!!!"

"Ha, bullshit! Meeting you is the biggest misfortune of my day!"

The blond boy, annoyed, raised his foot again, retaliating while giving the vampire's left butt a hard kick.

Seeing that the vampire he had captured by pausing time was still unwilling to admit defeat, he immediately fished out a few chilies from the Fenneport Plateau from the spicy hot pot and stuffed them into the mouth of this noisy fellow without holding back.

"Ugh!!! Li Yiwei, you, Li Weijieyang, are you really the one who drove away tigers with nine strokes of blood lipid? Impossible!"

The vampire began to struggle violently. Although his face turned bright red from the spiciness and his body began to tremble violently, Emlyn maintained his pride as a vampire.

"Cough, human, don't even think about letting me..."

"Shut up! From this moment on, if you dare make another sound, I'll pull down your pants, chop up some chili peppers, and stuff them into your other mouth!"

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Ron's nonchalant threat instantly turned the proud vampire's face deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down his forehead like rain.

His aggressive and provocative words came to an abrupt halt. His body stopped twisting and struggling, frozen in place, too terrified to make the slightest movement, for fear that the chili pepper from the Fennepot Plateau might enter his body in an indescribable way.

Our ancestors are above us, this is a cruel punishment that humans could conceive of!?

What kind of twisted monster could come up with such a method?!

Emlyn White was terrified, but faced with such torture, he dared not make a sound, and could only endure the excruciating pain in his mouth, taking small sips of air.

This wasn't because he didn't uphold the pride of being a vampire, but because he believed that even the progenitor would be shocked by such cruel methods for three, four, or five seconds.

Chili peppers, that sinful plant, scorch both the front and back of the body, and this applies to humans as well, let alone vampires whose senses are many times more advanced than humans'.

Damn it!

"Haha, please excuse my foolishness. Fate is never so easy to fathom; every day brings all sorts of unexpected events."

Seeing that the vampire had completely succumbed to the threat, Ron stuck a chili pepper in his mouth and looked at Azik Eggers, who had already quietly moved away and retreated a long distance.

The blond boy's warm smile froze on his face, feeling as if his image was beyond saving.

"Heh, it's a bit hot today. I'm an extraordinary being with the 'Death God' pathway, so I don't really like anything too spicy."

"I'd rather talk about my past."

The "Death Archon" smiled without revealing the slightest flaw, and simply changed the subject to move on from the matter.

As Emperor Roselle aptly put it, old ginger is spicier, and Azik, this old ginger, is undoubtedly spicier than the chili pepper in Ron's hand.

"Actually, I don't really like it either."

Without realizing it, the blond boy took a bite of chili pepper, muttered something, and then began to recount Azik Eggers' past.

After speaking for about ten minutes, he noticed that the man's brows were furrowed in worry, so he stopped and kindly offered a reminder:

"Although I can see your past, whether you can remember it or not depends on how deep those memories are. As you recall more and more, falling asleep, digesting, and stabilizing are inevitable."

"I think you've reached your limit. If you want to know more, you can ask me later, or I can write to you."

Ron crossed his arms, glanced around, and looked at Hilde, who he had sent away and was now diligently cleaning, as well as the two clergymen he had rescued who were not very devout.

"Hmph, you're right. I feel a bit dizzy right now. Please allow me to express my gratitude. I wonder what reward I should offer for all this?"

Azik Eggers nodded emphatically, agreeing with Dr. Ron's diagnosis. He put one hand to his forehead, wanting to pay the price for this gift.

"Ha, in fact, I look down on most things in the world!"

The blond boy emphasized this first, then continued:

"You know, although I can see your past, it doesn't mean I can be there to understand what you think or know. So when faced with some ambiguous situations, I hope you can recall more."

"This is also an important reason why I helped you regain your memory."

"Of course, part of it has to do with how poor I am."

Ron made no attempt to conceal his purpose and was extremely curious about Death's inexplicable words.

The former history teacher rubbed his head, carefully recalling his memories of "keys," "rivers," and "doors," as well as his analysis and speculation at the time.

About ten minutes later, just as Ron was about to give up, Azik, who was rubbing his head, suddenly paused, a hint of doubt and a little understanding flashing in his eyes.

"Besides what 'Death' left behind, I made some guesses based on certain details and circumstances at the time."

"You should know about Source Matter, right?"

The words of the "Death Archon" struck Ron's young mind like a giant hammer. He did not pause, seemingly still analyzing the situation by combining his guesses from his memories with some of the abnormalities of the "Grim Reaper" at the time.

"My father carries some of your essence, but it is also mixed with other extremely similar things. These two things are both in conflict and intertwined, eventually merging into one."

"But it seems that 'Death' did not fully embrace it for some reason, or rather, it could only access and utilize a portion of it."

"Judging from some of His actions at the time, it should be related to the so-called 'key'. I remember that He ordered the fleet to set sail to search for it on the Eastern Continent, but they found nothing. I'm sorry, these are all my guesses and there is no specific evidence pointing to it."

The direct descendant of Death gave a wry smile, indicating that this was all He knew.

"No, you don't need to apologize for anything. This information is enough!"

The blond boy lowered his eyes, as if he had a premonition or deduced something.

However, he was also filled with doubt and confusion about his own guesses.

"Fatball, stop thinking about it. It's definitely because I broke your 'door,' that's why it's not responding to your calls!"

"You know, I'm best at 'opening doors'!"

Hehehe

Just then, the will of the Celestial Venerable suddenly emerged, spouting nonsense and mocking others. He was particularly pleased with himself at this moment, and his words were a mix of truth and falsehood, making it impossible for anyone to distinguish between them.

The "gate" is the ultimate gate, the "gateway" that leads to all planets, all universes, and all matter.

That is, Ron Sothos's super baby!

"Shut up, or I'll open the door to your Source Castle!"

Ron's will roared in his mind, successfully silencing the shameless old Celestial.

Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun admitted that His mocking laughter was indeed a bit loud.

"Ha, Sothos, you were so desirable back then. If you hadn't resisted, perhaps we would have formed a new balance and wouldn't have been divided forever."

"I still remember how alluring you were back then."

The extremely absurd truth followed Ron's words into his mind, and the loud voice successfully made the blond boy's face darken.

"Shut up!"

He shouted it out in his mind again.

Azik's vague and prophetic words did not stump the great "Endless Wisdom".

At his level, few things can puzzle him for long; Ron Sothos's "wisdom" isn't just limited to lewd things!

(End of this chapter)