Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 27 Have you heard of the Ghost Empire?

"So, young man, have you thought of a code name yet?"

Seeing Ron's confident demeanor, the old man curiously asked him what his name was.

"Oh, of course."

You can call me...

"Time sequence"

After considering dozens of verbose and fancy names, Ron decided that it was better to keep it low-key.

After all, it's quite awkward to be called a Celestial Venerable or a mysterious figure by the people at this gathering, and it would be embarrassing if the truth were exposed later.

Therefore, this time he gave up his plan to persecute the dead ghost and directly chose the title that he could currently use.

"Does 'chronology' represent time and order?"

The old man was somewhat puzzled, seemingly not expecting Ron to have such a strange code name.

Because these two are completely unrelated and different paths in the mystical world.

Order needs no further explanation; it is simply what the arbitrator's approach represents.

In the current realm of mysticism, time often points to the path of the thief, but in those far, far more distant times, it often points to the Creator of all things, the all-knowing and all-powerful God.

Because this being truly holds the power over the realm of time, He can even confine raging natural disasters to the sky, freeze violent waves in the sea, resurrect the dead, and cause all things in the world to be replaced at an extremely fast speed, as if ten thousand years have truly passed.

Hermes had a particularly clear understanding of this matter, because during His active years He clearly remembered the fable that had spread to various races and was only stopped by a ban imposed by the ancient gods.

The Creator of all things had mercy on the brave who died defending their homeland, and He stood on the pale, desolate earth, watching over all of this with compassion.

"Your fearlessness deserves to be preserved, your heroism should not be lost to the world. I will save you and let you enjoy this moment of peace."

As soon as He finished speaking, the entire battlefield was no longer desolate, but full of life, and the soldiers who had long since died stood guard on the intact city walls, vigilant against attacks from those pale and abominable creatures.

Time seemed to rewind to just a few days earlier, as if the pale army had never been there, as if no war had ever occurred.

The story wasn't very credible at the time, but the ancient gods' evasive reactions revealed a lot.

Especially Greta, the progenitor of the phoenix, seemed to take these rumors very seriously. She not only issued a ban in her own kingdom, but also wanted to execute all the beings who talked about the news and send them to the depths of the underworld.

The only irony in the story is that death, in the face of time, doesn't seem to be something that can exist forever.

This makes Him seem useless.

"Chronology..."

"Very good. Now that we've chosen a name, it means that Time Sequence has officially joined us."

"Let's start the party, we don't need to wait for the rest of you."

The thought flashed through his mind, and Hermes, the high-level employee, promptly maintained order at the scene and, as usual, cheerfully announced the official start of the gathering.

Perhaps due to the addition of new people, the party wasn't as lively as Ron had imagined.

After the gathering began, the ten figures around the stone table seemed to transform into people with social anxiety, causing the entire church to fall silent instantly.

Because each of them was calculating in their hearts, carefully weighing their own needs and the price they were willing to pay.

"Everyone, have you found any clues about the extraordinary trait of the Disaster High Priest I need, or the corresponding main material?"

The silence didn't last long, and was soon broken by a loud voice. Although the voice was loud and steady, one could still hear the impatience within it.

However, after the figure asked the question, the entire gathering place remained silent.

The Calamity High Priest, corresponding to the Tyrant Path Sequence Four, possesses extraordinary characteristics at this level that are mostly held by the Storm Church or exist as sealed artifacts within various secret organizations, rarely known to the outside world.

"Hey, little navigator, don't be in such a hurry. Sequence four is very dangerous, you know~"

Before the navigator, with his deep blue hair, black iron mask, and muscular physique that stretched his robes, could ask again, the hunter grinned and began to tease him.

"Hmph, Hunter, why do you always talk so much nonsense!?"

"If you could just shut your mouth at every gathering, we could reduce our party time by at least a third!"

The enraged navigator didn't tolerate the hunter being a high-sequence extraordinary being. He immediately opened his mouth in a loud voice, mocking the hunter for being as long-winded as his grandmother.

Because here, no one knows their own identity. He may seem like a navigator wearing a mask to conceal himself, but in reality, he has taken off the mask and begun to live a free and unrestrained life.

And most importantly, and most crucially, you can't possibly come across the ocean of collective subconsciousness and attack me, can you?

"Heh, you've improved since last time, but the improvement is very limited. After all, someone as single-minded as you is simply not good at things that require thinking."

The hunter, not to be outdone, immediately pressed his face against the navigator's and taunted him, but before the navigator's visibly furious anger could erupt, he let out a soft "Eh."

"Hey, hold on, I have the extraordinary characteristics of the Disaster Priest!"

His timing was impeccable, striking just a second before the navigator's anger erupted. This silenced the furious navigator, leaving him unsure whether to contain or unleash his rage.

Perhaps reason prevailed over recklessness, or perhaps the desire for a higher sequence overcame the aversion to the hunter; within seconds, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"How would you like to exchange them?"

"Tch, I still prefer your defiant attitude from earlier~"

Navigator: (▼皿▼#)

Seeing that his provocation had no effect, the hunter lost interest and gave up on teasing the grumpy old man.

"The Calamity Priest in my possession is a Level 1 Sealed Artifact. To obtain it, I must exchange it for an equivalent Sealed Artifact that I am satisfied with. If it possesses the extraordinary characteristics of an Iron-Blooded Knight, then I can exchange it directly."

Upon hearing the hunter's conditions, the navigator, whose anger had subsided, nodded slowly. He knew that the conditions were not excessive and could even be considered fair.

Because the extraordinary properties of high-sequence sequences are extremely rare in this day and age, even in this high-end, secretive gathering.

"Little navigator, no offense, but as a Sequence 5, you probably can't produce what I need!"

Seeing that the navigator was still deep in thought, the hunter immediately made a sarcastic remark.

However, the navigator paid no attention to these things. He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the hunter as if he had made up his mind.

Have you heard of the Ghost Empire?

The navigator said in a low, mysterious voice.

(End of this chapter)