Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 320 Lord of Mysteries: I can drive you crazy! (3.4K)

Looking around, within a radius of several kilometers, the monsters that had been turned to ashes by thunder and lightning all bore traces of human creation.

They were tattered parchment containing potion recipes, or animal hide belts tightly inlaid around the waist, oozing blood and pus, or broken rings corroded beyond recognition, their gems long since reduced to fragments.

"Sigh~"

The silver-haired woman sighed inexplicably, shoved the amulet into her pocket, and felt that this dark and desolate land was filled with stories called "survival".

"It seems we need to speed things up. The true Creator has no reason whatsoever. If He did, He wouldn't allow a city-state that believes in Him to suffer such a devastating blow."

Recalling the information shared by the little sun at the Tarot gathering, and combining it with what he had just seen, Ron realized that the guy was a truly dangerous individual.

His mental state is probably not just a lack of anchor as he himself speculated, but more so a result of his own irrationality.

As the thunder subsided and the blinding light diminished, the extraordinary ability known as "Leodorus" came to an end, demonstrating its power through intimidation and punishment.

The boundless darkness returned, but just then, Ron, whose vision was completely unobstructed in the darkness, suddenly saw a glimmer of light several kilometers away.

On this desolate and dark land, a flame representing human activity suddenly appeared!

With a stomp of his dark leather boots, Ron took a step forward and vanished instantly, heading towards the area with the firelight.

"Medici, I didn't expect you to bring groceries with you when you go out."

"Tail Eater" Urolius sat to the side, staring blankly as the Red Angel roasted the fragrant chunks of meat.

"Tch~ Might as well take it while it's still there, it'll spoil anyway!"

However, Medici didn't care at all, and instead boasted to his colleagues about his philosophy of getting something for nothing and his experience in embezzlement.

"Alright, giant snake, eat up!"

Beside the warm, bright campfire, the Red Angel stood up and handed a skewer of grilled meat, sprinkled with seasoning, to Urolius.

However, before He could completely hand over the skewers, the War Angel heard a clear, cold voice.

"Is this how you save your Lord?!"

"Your Lord is truly wronged!"

The silver-haired lady emerged from the void, staring incredulously at the two angel kings before her. She had been somewhat worried that Medici wouldn't be able to handle "persuasion" to stop him from going.

As a result, the moment they entered this land abandoned by the gods, these two guys pulled this stunt on them.

"Holy shit!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Medici jumped up in fright. With a jerk of his arm, the skewers fell into the fire and quickly turned into charcoal.

Clearly, this fire was started by this "nanny angel" through her authority, which is truly a sign of depravity.

"Ron, what brings you here!?"

Before she could even turn her head, the Red Angel exclaimed in surprise, instantly recognizing who it was.

"Hmph, what? You don't welcome me? Don't tell me you've been going around in circles here only to find that you're no different from a piece of trash, completely useless."

"Your Lord is truly pathetic~"

Seemingly seeking revenge on the "servant" she had some minor concerns about, the silver-haired woman instinctively uttered extremely malicious words.

"Heh, it's not that I can't help, it's just that the situation is very complicated. Come sit down, and I'll explain it to you in detail!"

The red-haired elder sister smiled gently, came to the silver-haired lady, took her arm, and helped her sit cross-legged by the campfire.

"Here, this skewer is ready too, enjoy!"

As soon as he sat down, a skewer of meat, emitting a smoky aroma, was shoved into Ron's mouth.

The silver-haired woman glanced at Medici curiously, but found nothing unusual.

She took a bite of the meat skewer, and the rich, fragrant juice burst out, the aroma of the meat exploding on her taste buds. After chewing a couple of times, the silver-haired woman's high eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"wrong!"

Her bloodshot eyes were fixed on Medici, as if trying to discern something unusual.

"What's wrong? Is something off?"

The red angel's eyes seemed to hold a hint of disdain, utterly bewildered by what this difficult fellow had gone mad with.

Ron glanced deeply at his servant, then at Urolius who seemed to have noticed nothing amiss, pursed his lips, and said coolly:

"Although Medici has seen me in my female form, he has never heard my voice. And when I mock Him, He either mocks me back or smashes a cup; He never acts like a doormat."

The silver-haired woman paused, then added with unwavering determination:

"Most importantly, the skewers don't taste right at all; you're not Him!"

A faint breeze seemed to pass by, and the whole scene was quiet for a few seconds. Amidst the crackling of the firelight, the "Red Angel" suddenly laughed, revealing eight neat teeth in a strange and eerie smile.

"Fatball, how does it feel to be controlled by the spirit threads?"

"Didn't you realize your servant was fake? I have many ways of faking things, but have you ever seen one so convincingly real?"

The "Red Angel" laughed extremely happily, seemingly pleased that her trap had actually caught such a big fish.

"you"

The world before Ron's eyes was as if it had been covered by a thick layer of tinted glass. Everything in front of her slowed down, her thoughts became sluggish, her mind went blank, the spark in her eyes inevitably disappeared, and her movements became choppy, like a puppet being manipulated.

"I know you're insulting me!"

The eerie thing that looked exactly like "Medici" smiled gently once again. It peeled the meat off the skewer, forcibly pried open the silver-haired woman's bloodless mouth, and inserted its fingers to pull out her nimble and soft tongue.

"I didn't expect you to judge by taste. I admit that everyone's cooking skills are different..."

"Then, I'll make sure you remember my taste!"

The old man stuffed pieces of meat into the silver-haired lady's mouth one by one, then pushed her nimble tongue back in, constantly supporting Ron's small chin as if helping her chew.

"Fatball, Fatball~"

"Are you really stupid? Just because someone is your servant doesn't mean you can let your guard down? Or did you sense something was wrong and just wanted to see why your servant seemed perfectly fine?"

"You know, you understand, for you to believe that, it has to be true enough..."

As the red angel, who resembled "Medici," spoke, she suddenly noticed the silver-haired woman in her arms tremble.

"Tch~ I love your pointless attitude. Actually, I understand you; everyone is different, but I was just playing around, while you seem to have taken it seriously!"

"You actually believed it!"

"Fatball~ You know you have a weakness?"

"Even with just this, I can drive you to the brink of collapse, make you cry and beg for mercy, make you..."

"Leodorus!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the darkness thousands of meters away, and countless bolts of lightning fell from the sky, completely engulfing everything near the campfire.

"He deceived you!"

The "genie" emerged from the wishing lamp, looking solemnly at the campfire engulfed by lightning, and loudly warned.

The most conspicuous bonfire is the site where "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" has frozen his past self in time, and has borrowed power from it, seemingly waiting for Ron to come to him.

"But everything He said was the truth!"

The silver-haired woman lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth as she squeezed out a sentence.

Everything that just happened is real, but because the past was altered, the "effect" disappeared, and time returned to another timeline!

To put it more precisely, Ron did not go to the past of the campfire, but instead chose to go to the past of the campfire, which led to completely different outcomes.

The former refers to the Old Celestial being punished by "Leodorus," while the latter refers to Ron being controlled by the Spirit Thread.

"That's also a scam!"

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have listened to all his nonsense from the very beginning. You should have just killed him, then he wouldn't be able to deceive you anymore!"

However, the "genie" clearly has a strong psychological trauma from this, and he shares tips on how to combat "fraud" in an attempt to dissuade this "collaborator" who is about to embark on a path of no return.

In a daze, he seemed to see his former self.

"He is my servant, and I must find out whether he is dead or alive!"

The silver-haired woman pursed her lips, ultimately deciding against "just playing around," because she felt that it wasn't her style at all.

"I think you've gone mad!?"

"For us, even if our own offspring die, we can simply have another one, let alone servants who can be replaced at any time!"

"He anticipated your thoughts, anticipated that you would do this, and there must be a trap hidden behind it, a deadly trap!!!"

"If you don't want to be deceived, then thwart His scheme and go in another direction!"

The genie earnestly advised him once again.

"Hmph, only the weak choose to run away!"

What kind of talk is that?! You're absolutely impervious to reason!

Upon hearing this piercing response, the distorted golden projection of the "genie" shook violently, taking a full ten seconds to gradually stop.

"Then go ahead and go. In the end, you definitely won't be able to find them, and you'll suffer a huge loss!"

With a very experienced warning, the distorted golden figure disappeared and returned to the lamp, ready to watch the show.

The blinding white lightning in mid-air gradually dissipated, and Ron took another step, instantly arriving at the location of the campfire.

Two remains belonging to the monsters still remain there.

The charred remains of the meat skewers we just ate did not show any unusual changes.

"You're such a worry! Once I find you, I'll make you my servant for life, to pay off my debt!"

Ron muttered something through gritted teeth, then looked around with his bloodshot eyes, trying to find any usable clues.

But just then, a flame suddenly shot up from where the campfire was, and the flame quickly rose into the air and condensed into several lines of twisted characters, as if they came from the source of the universe.

Congratulations! You didn't choose to run away like a weakling. Our game officially begins now. Hope you enjoy it!

[Friendly reminder: Here, there's a Diviner's Path Sequence Two Diviner Wolf. He possesses the "Mysterious Servant" trait. I'm looking for him, and so is the Narcissist. You know, he's always like this—even before fully controlling the "True Creator," he'll forcefully try to stop or interfere with me.]

[Foolish fatball, you know what I want. Just tell me the location of the dire wolf, and I'll give you what you want!]

【o(^-^)o】

"Damn, that's funny, he even drew a smiley face!"

The silver-haired woman kicked away the two charred monster bodies on the ground with slight annoyance.

The situation is more complicated than she imagined, and the focus of everything seems to be the demon wolf with the characteristics of a "mysterious servant".

This is crucial to whether the "Lord of Mysteries" can return, and the "Primordial Creator," who also knows this information, is paying a price to interfere with or rather, prevent the actions of the Celestial.

This "explanation" is written clearly and there is no sign of falsehood or deception. However, how could "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" not lie?

Moreover, the Celestial Venerable has been out for so many days, and no one knows what his current situation is, how much power he can exert, or whether he will betray you at a crucial moment!

(End of this chapter)