Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 289 Amon is frantically stealing your offerings (3.5K)

"Pah, have some shame!" *2

"Narcissist, even I can't say that with a clear conscience!"

"Exactly, the 'Lord of Mysteries' is the most shameless, and you are the most shameless of all!"

Upon hearing these words, the Celestial Venerable's will and Ron joined forces to attack, belittling the "Lord of the Stars" to the point of being worthless.

"Ha, since you're all so bad, then don't assume others are as bad as you!"

"I will be the one to define morality and justice!"

"Pah, that's disgusting!"

"Pah, shameless!"

The Primal Will gave a disdainful snort and then ignored the two guys.

For thousands of years, it has always been like this: whenever He stands on the moral high ground, He always faces the united opposition of the other two.

He believed that his two mortal enemies were afraid, which was why they dared not argue with him.

After finishing the usual petty squabbles and the headache-inducing verbal battles, Ron shook his head and turned his gaze back to the sunlit square, to the enormous but indistinct-faced statue.

The warm sunlight shone on every passerby, who threw their money into the pool of water around the statue, while various traditional sweets from the ancient Byron Empire were displayed around the edge of the pool.

This scene appeared so warm, harmonious, and full of life.

In the war-torn southern continent, this city is a rare place of peace.

However, among them, one figure wearing a monocle stood out. This figure was no longer short, as if it had "borrowed" the "childhood" that Ron had given it. At this moment, it was eating desserts under the statue one after another and retrieving money from the pool.

This was none other than Amon, who had been shamelessly following Ron around. After Ron arrived, he was allowed to go out and roam freely.

What's strange is that Amon didn't hide his presence, even though the guards around him had already seen it. Instead, they let him continue doing what could be considered blasphemous, though their expressions were quite odd.

"Oh, you've arrived. This place feels pretty good, and there's even free food."

Amon10086 pushed up his monocle, took another big bite of pastry, and looked defiantly at the silver-haired woman who was approaching.

"You've really gotten yourself worked up! Don't you know these things should rightfully belong to me!"

Ron didn't tolerate it either, and kicked the despicable guy into the pool.

In an instant, water splashed everywhere, and the coins that Amon had fished out clattered and scattered all over the place.

"I'm curious, how did you manage to bypass the restrictions this time?"

Using the connection between the idol and her, Ron subdued the thief above the pool, watching the Time Angel churn and splash within it, as if the small pool were a turbulent ocean in His eyes, where He could only struggle endlessly but could never reach the shore.

"Heh, Gulu. Didn't your holy book, Gulu Gulu, record all of that, Gulu?"

However, this angel of time was also stubborn. After realizing that he could not resist this power, he did not beg for mercy. Instead, he began to show off to Ron that he had found another loophole, a bug!

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The silver-haired woman frowned, appearing deep in thought.

"So eating 'Father's' food doesn't count as stealing, right!?"

After a long while, she suddenly realized what was happening, gritted her teeth and spoke up, completely shocked by Amon's shamelessness.

Mythical creatures should not, and should not, do this!

Where is your dignity?

What's your bottom line?

How is this any different from that lowlife "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" who uses any means to achieve his goals?

"Hmph, since you truly acknowledge me as your father, then you can reflect on your actions in this pool!"

Raising her hand, she slapped the man who had recognized her as a thief—no, this "clever" guy—before turning and walking away, completely ignoring the astonished looks of those around her.

Even though someone called him "Dad," Ron was still not happy, because this Amon was simply a rebellious son!

"Maybe we should just kill him!"

His blood-red eyes flashed with a dangerous red light, and the beautiful lady began to give up on her plan to educate Amon.

Southern Continent.

Inside the dense jungle.

Sunlight struggles to penetrate the dense foliage, making the air exceptionally humid. Towering trees stand in dense rows, forming an endless sea of ​​trees that evokes boundless fear and helplessness.

"Great Beria, thank you for your grace, praise be to your generosity!"

With the end of a demonic ritual and a meaningless thank you, the "Blood Duke," whose body was now occupied by the three pillars, severed the connection of the ritual.

"That looks like Backlund over there. That weak demon seems to be hiding from something!"

"Sothos, but that's none of our business. We've found the weakness in the barrier, everything is ready, it's time to contact the 'Great Super-Star Overlord'!"

"Heh heh heh, that's right, this guy is the most motivated and ambitious, and he's also incredibly stupid!"

The Celestial Venerable's will chuckled, and the undisguised malice sent a chill down Ron's spine.

Even though they were arguing fiercely over there, these three pillars still greeted each other with smiles on this side, perfectly illustrating what hypocrisy and superficiality truly mean.

"To summon the Outer Gods, a crack in the barrier must be found; mere weakness is not enough!"

"Nonsense, you primal narcissist, of course we understand. What we need now are leverage, we need bait!"

Ron exchanged a retort with the Celestial's will, then manipulated the body to travel to a specific location in the jungle.

The dense jungle revealed no trace of human activity; the half-meter-high weeds were enough to conceal any signs of biological activity.

However, none of this could stop the gaze of the "Time and Space Dominator". Controlling his body, he took a step and his figure flashed. The "Blood Duke" instantly arrived at the altar of the Primordial Moon Temple.

"Who?"

However, this unexpected guest instantly attracted the attention of the temple guards, who shouted in their heavily accented tribal language, raised spears made of human bones, and instinctively stabbed at the guy who had suddenly appeared near the sacred altar.

"die!"

But at that very moment, a hoarse, distorted, demonic language came through.

The sound was so filthy and depraved that it instantly froze the people of this primitive tribe, their bodies covered in red spots that looked like rust.

The sound of a thud breaking the silence of the rainforest shattered the stillness of the ground.

One, two, three.

In a mere instant, not a single person from this sizable primitive tribe survived; they all perished under the filthy words of the demon!

"Ha, no wonder that 'hunter' was so hesitant to come in; it turns out he's been corrupted by the Fallen Mother Goddess!"

"He even said there might be some good stuff. Next time I see Him, I'm going to shove that good stuff up His ass!"

The "Blood Duke" looked around and saw the bloody flesh on the altar, which remained unaffected and continued to writhe.

This flesh and blood was a meter long, covered with holes. As the holes opened and closed, a dense liquid kept gushing out. The liquid was squeezed by a huge force and would spray out every few seconds, forming thin streams of water that splashed everywhere.

A mesmerizing scent permeated the surroundings; this strange aroma seemed designed to lure male creatures into engaging in intimate acts with this mass of flesh.

Just then, it seemed to sense the arrival of a stranger, and its flesh and blood suddenly began to wriggle faster. In the blink of an eye, an infant that appeared to be perfectly normal emerged from its body.

This strange thing is giving birth; it is bearing offspring for the people of this tribe!

"The Fallen Mother Goddess is truly disgusting; no wonder there are no women in this human settlement."

"Fatball, you're right, He is indeed more disgusting than me!"

"Evil must be eradicated!"

After surveying the entire altar once more, the "Blood Duke" expressed his differing opinion.

The altar was entirely white, and under the sunlight, it had a chilling quality. It was not made of brick or stone, but of bones, and judging from its shape, Ron could tell that it was made of female bones.

"For hundreds or even thousands of years, this tribe seems to have been using this thing to reproduce. And when they encounter a shortage of manpower, they can hold a gathering, mate with this lump of flesh, and produce offspring that can grow rapidly in a short period of time!"

"You damn monster, stop fucking checking out the spirit world! It's disgusting! Compared to them, I feel like a blank sheet of paper!"

Upon hearing the depraved, evil, and lewd scenes described by the Celestial Venerable's will, the silver-haired lady, thousands of miles away, couldn't help but show a look of disgust.

While Ron Sothos was a bit of a scoundrel, she wasn't on the same level as Roselle or the Fallen Mother.

"Ha, fat ball, you're all talk and no action. You're just a weakling who only knows how to talk!"

Upon hearing this statement, the Celestial Venerable's will sneered. His mockery was like a sharp knife, deeply piercing Ron's heart, leaving her silent and unable to refute, for fear of humiliating herself.

"Fine, I'm the weak one, okay? Stop talking nonsense. Red Star's time is almost over, otherwise we'd have to wait another day!"

A few seconds later, Ron Sothos, a nobody, tried to change the subject with a smirk, but he still couldn't escape being ridiculed.

Although arguing is commonplace, there are more important things to do right now.

Endless blue flames erupted from the void, and a giant sword made of magma grew from the hands of the "Blood Duke".

As the giant sword was swung, a strong smell of poison and sulfur filled the surroundings, turning the indigenous village into an open-air lava pool in the blink of an eye.

A massive surge of heat shot into the sky, and the demon wielded a giant magma sword, cleaving the grotesque mass of flesh and the "new life" within it in two with a single slash.

A violent explosion, accompanied by the eerie, shrill cry of an infant, echoed all around. The full-force attack of the Sequence Two "Blood Duke" failed to completely destroy this strange entity.

It even had the strength to resist, using the resentment of being cut in two to frantically curse the demon that had appeared out of nowhere.

However, this curse, filled with resentment and pain, had no effect whatsoever on the demon.

Because of its extremely high intrinsic nature, it is the body of the "Lord of the Star Realm", the "Incarnation of the Source Castle", and the "One Who Unifies All Things".

No one can curse all three of them at the same time!

Seemingly sensing its own powerlessness, its bizarre flesh split in two, and long, smooth-skinned legs rapidly grew outwards. With a speed it could not have, it climbed outwards, crossing the lava pool hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into the jungle.

"Heh, trying to run away?"

Upon seeing the fleshy creature with legs, the "Blood Duke" showed no expression. He gripped the giant magma sword, causing it to extend further.

In an instant, the demon took a step forward and swept the giant magma sword across the area like harvesting wheat, instantly turning the surrounding jungle, spanning several thousand meters, into a pool of magma filled with poisonous gas and sulfur.

With this sweeping attack, the two bizarre, split clumps of flesh and blood rapidly carbonized, turning charred black, and along with the surrounding pollution, drifted away with the wind, disappearing without a trace.

"Ha, that hunter is quite cunning. If He comes, He will likely be corrupted by the Fallen Mother Goddess's strange influence. Although it's a small amount, Her specialty is to make the corruption grow continuously. When that happens, no one but me can save Him!"

Sensing the cleansing of all evil, the demon sighed and began constructing an altar to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony.

(End of this chapter)