Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 263 The Oppression of the Black-Clad Big Sister (3.6K)

"How is it, Your Highness Ron?"

The woman in the classic black dress, with the moon as her pillow, smiled brightly, making no attempt to hide her many hidden thoughts. In this way, she was placing a heavy psychological burden on Ron.

A long, layered yet simple dress, adorned with glittering stars, appeared before Ron. The long, black skirt, like ink splashed across the body, covered the blond boy's calves.

Amanisis bent over with her hands behind her back, and a refreshing feeling that could calm even the gods spread over her. The light veil on her head was lifted slightly with the larger movement, allowing Ron to see more clearly her hazy yet exceptionally beautiful face.

9 points.

That extra point was a gesture of respect for the "Fallen Mother Goddess" at her peak.

"I only sell my art, not my body, and what you're doing is illegal!"

Ron silently gave this goddess a score in his mind, then pursed his lips, crossed his arms, took a step back, and escaped the secret gaze.

He had thought that this "goddess" wouldn't be too bad-looking, but he never expected her to be so beautiful. Her serene and graceful temperament was a stark contrast to her "ruthless" personality.

However, upon closer reflection, Ron Sothos felt relieved. The other party had been in charge of the Red Moon's uniqueness for thousands of years, so it would be strange if it became ugly. Perhaps that uniqueness even had an invisible influence that made it more and more beautiful.

"Ha, Your Highness Ron, there's absolutely no factual basis for what you're saying."

"Logically speaking, I should be a little girl in front of you, an ancient being."

"Furthermore, what kind of law are you referring to? The law of Rune? Or the law of Intis? Or perhaps the order and law before the First Age?"

Seeing that he had finally gained the upper hand, the former company executive seized the opportunity to chuckle and refute the blond boy's words with reason and evidence.

Amanisis's star-like eyes followed Ron's figure, while a smile played on her lips as she probed for more information with her words.

To be honest, the information given by the "Ancient Sun God" was not much. Although He had some guesses about it, He was never able to understand it further.

Since ascending to Sequence Zero, He has instructed the Church of the Night to investigate along this line. Although they still haven't found more information, they have discovered an interesting point.

That is, there are more than twenty-two paths to divinity on this planet.

Besides these, there are two other divine paths that are like stepchildren, completely unacceptable and only meant to be exploited.

The characteristics of these two paths seem to be resisting everything in this world, or perhaps resisting the most essential things in this world, resisting being assimilated by anything. If one were to forcibly accept them, then for anyone, death would be the best and only outcome.

Since discovering Ron, who suddenly appeared in Backlund that day, He instantly connected these fragmented pieces of information and roughly understood the prophecy of the "Ancient Sun God".

The end of the world is inevitable, but this may not be our end.

"Those two pathways must have been left by Him. Considering that everything in this world originated from the 'original' creator, those two pathways that couldn't be contained are quite interesting. It seems to suggest that this being is an exception; He didn't originate from the 'original'."

We must find out where He came from and the specific details of the end times; we cannot place our hopes on a purely outsider.

"What? Has His Highness Ron run out of things to say?"

"What a small fry!"

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Amanisis curled the corners of his lips again, leaning forward to continue his provocation, causing Ron to smell that extremely tranquil fragrance once more, his pupils dilating slightly.

This is not something that witches can compare to.

The older woman in the black dress exuded an oppressive aura like a raging flood. Her noble divine status amplified her charm, and her teasing words were like whispered secrets in his ear, making the blond boy's ears itch and causing a rare blush to creep up on them.

Ron Sothos, the small fry, was only rich in theoretical knowledge. In his current "human" state, he did feel a little lost.

"Hmph, I've never seen such a heartless little girl!"

Ron curled his lip, escalating the conflict to a racial level in order to shift the topic and make himself seem less like a nobody.

"Hmph, you're so glib. Perhaps I should give you a little punishment?"

The "Goddess of the Night" narrowed her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand draped in a thin black veil, tentatively tapped Ron's head, then slid down his golden hair, and finally pinched his soft, cat-like cheek.

Sensing this offensive behavior, Ron immediately reached out, grabbed the slender hand draped in a light veil, and slammed it aside, issuing a stern warning:

Stop your scheming and stop your probing!

Then his golden eyes flickered slightly, and he continued:

"Amanisis, let's cut the fluff and get down to business. What do you want?"

"Goddess of the Night" is undoubtedly the type who won't act until she sees the benefits; at least nine out of ten of her statements are half-truths, while the remaining one is a pieced-together truth.

"I haven't decided yet. Maybe you can pay me back first~"

The exceptionally beautiful woman crouched down, keeping the same height as Ron. Her black skirt cascaded down the ground, making her appear more like a human than a high and mighty deity.

"You mean by favor? Aren't you afraid I'll renege on my promise and turn my back on you?"

"The wise Prince Ron wouldn't do that. I believe you, and I've seen from the shadows that you used personal connections to burden that detective with a heavy debt, so why can't I?"

He stood up, like a cunning black fox making no attempt to conceal his purpose, and then said in a cold voice:

"Salinger's past still holds secrets, and no one knows it better than I do. If you don't want to agree to this request, then please leave!"

After he finished speaking, the Dark Heaven fell into a long silence.

"Damn it, that cunning fellow."

"Alright! Fine, I'll leave it at that. Now you can tell me about 'Death'!"

Upon hearing this request, Ron cursed inwardly, but ultimately lowered his head, experiencing the bitterness of being humiliated.

The source material was far too important to him; he couldn't accept any changes or accidents happening to the "Ultimate Gate".

And "Death" is the only way out!

"Okay, our deal is done~"

Seeing that the proud young man had yielded, Amanisis nodded slightly. However, He only confirmed it verbally and did not make Ron sign any contract or swear an oath to any being.

Given the opponent's previous display of power, these methods wouldn't pose much of a challenge to Ron.

Instead of being stingy when signing a contract, it's better to openly demonstrate your sincerity and trust in the other party.

Ultimately, the value of "favors" depends on the conscience of the person being helped. For example, the detective unknowingly burdened himself with a heavy debt, being manipulated without realizing it.

As for Ron going back on his word, Amanises won't lose anything, because he never intended to tell the truth in the first place.

"No, it only speaks some vague truths related to the problem; whether or not we can find the key depends entirely on Him."

This is also a test. Without trusting the other party, the "Goddess of Night" dares not reveal the location of the "River of Eternal Darkness".

"You can go and take a look at the Underworld. The Death Path has some authority over the Spirit World, and after Salinger's death, I intended to take over there. However, the core area of ​​the Underworld has disappeared, and no one can find it. This seems to be related to His preparations for resurrection."

"Just because we can't find it doesn't mean the formidable Prince Ron can't find it!"

"You don't need to worry that I'm lying to you. No matter what, I will eventually need the River of Eternal Darkness, and you are the only helper I can find."

Amanises spoke with great sincerity, revealing the most secret things imaginable. He spoke of the absolute truth about "Salinger," and it had nothing to do with "Gregory."

"Ugh, the spirit world, what a nuisance!"

Having heard the information about the deal and realizing that the god wasn't lying, Ron rubbed his head in frustration.

"What's wrong? This should be a piece of cake for you, shouldn't it? Doesn't your authority correspond to the spirit world?"

"Or is it that even the 'pillars' above the hierarchy will encounter difficulties?"

The words of doubt, feigned surprise, came through, and the "Goddess of the Night" once again found an opportunity to test her.

"Amanisis, you don't need to go to such lengths to test me. If you want to know about this, I can tell you. After all, very few people can discuss this kind of thing with me."

"To correct you, the concept of a 'pillar' doesn't have a limit, and my symbol is not the 'spirit world'!"

The blond boy pushed up his monocle, which was carved from crystal, and retorted mockingly to the cunning wolf.

"If it's not the spirit world, then what is it?"

The "Goddess of the Night" frowned her beautiful brows and then asked a question without giving anyone a moment to catch their breath.

This is different from what He had predicted. He believed that only the spirit world contained the two major characteristics of time and space. This may overlap with that of the "Lord of Mysteries," but their manifestations are likely different.

Upon hearing this question, Ron said nothing more. He simply tugged at Miss Dire Wolf's skirt, pointed directly above the Dark Heaven, and stated in an extremely calm tone:

"My 'symbol' is the whole world!"

"Everything is within me, and I exist within everything—planets, galaxies, star clusters, or star systems?"

"These things are as insignificant as dust to me. Our 'authority' and 'symbols' are beyond the comprehension of a 'true God' who only holds authority in a certain aspect."

"If I wanted to, I could create a world right now!"

Ron shook his head without saying much. His eyes unconsciously brightened slightly, and a hint of authority appeared on his face, as if he had become a different person. He sternly warned:

"Don't try to show off your little tricks. You don't have enough understanding of what's above the sequence, and you can't even imagine the power of the pillars."

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"The entire world. Even galaxies, star clusters, or more!? Is this the 'pillar' above the sequence?"

In that instant, Amanises seemed to see the sphere that occupied everything and radiated infinite brilliance, and the endless knowledge on it that drove even the gods mad, or perhaps he vaguely saw the world ultimately returning to the hands of the "One Who Unifies All Things".

The key to the door is in the door itself.

"Hmm."

He groaned, just as an ordinary person facing a god would, and closed his eyes, not daring to look again.

The position that made Him want to kneel and submit, and the oppressive aura of the high-ranking being that made Him feel suffocated, caused Amanises' face to tighten and he fell into complete silence.

The Goddess of Night trembled slightly, then lowered her head and shut her mouth, no longer daring to probe further.

He felt that when facing such an enemy, the first thing to consider was whether it was conceivable, rather than whether it was possible to deal with. He could tell that the blond boy was only talking about the symbolism of "the unity of all things".

The Dark Kingdom fell into a deathly silence once again.

"Your Highness Ron, were you shy just now? I saw it, your ears turned red~"

Suddenly, the "Goddess of the Night" chuckled softly, changing the subject as if nothing had happened. She leaned in again, kneeling before Ron to sit at eye level, allowing him to smell that pleasant, tranquil fragrance once more and see the hazy yet exceptionally beautiful face beneath the black veil.

"I, I didn't!"

The golden light in the blond boy's eyes vanished instantly, his dignified expression changed drastically, and he seemed to transform completely, immediately retorting defiantly.

"Damn it, this woman is really hard to deal with!"

Ron Sothos, the nobody, felt a bit of a problem.

(End of this chapter)