Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 380 Amon: I didn't expect you to be so wary (3.3K)

Time is of the essence; delay will only bring missed opportunities.

Without wasting any time, Ron jumped off the bed and left the bedroom. Just as he was about to cross space to capture Amon's true form, he suddenly saw a monocle wandering around in the wide corridor.

At that moment, the blond boy stopped in his tracks, sensing that something was amiss.

Amon was hiding so well before, how did he suddenly expose his whereabouts? Even if he coveted the Source Castle, there was no need for him to be in such a hurry, wouldn't it be better to be sneaky?

Glancing at the Celestial Venerable's will within him, Ron felt that Amon's behavior and logic were somewhat unlike his father's, but he couldn't quite figure out what was wrong.

Frankly speaking, an angel king who is not even a true god is as insignificant as an ant to the pillars. Although it is troublesome enough to capture him, it is something that can definitely be done with patience.

The strong can keep losing, but the weak can only lose once!

But isn't this a bit too simplistic...?

Something's not right, something's definitely not right!

"He must know that I sealed the Chaos Sea in Chernobi, so there's no reason why He wouldn't think that I lacked vigilance and surveillance over the Source Castle..."

"Such a cunning fellow must believe in the adage 'better safe than sorry.'"

After muttering something to himself, the blond boy suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze transcending the boundaries of time and world, landing directly on the innocent Meng.

That gaze was "greasy" and familiar, causing the leisurely strolling Amon's anus to tighten and his body to tremble.

"What are you going to do?"

Given Ron's often unserious reputation, Amon took a step back and asked cautiously.

This little brat doesn't need any reason to hit him. It's best to stay away for safety, lest you get caught in his rage and get beaten up for nothing.

"It's nothing, just a little bit of a worry..."

Ron deliberately made a tiny gesture with his index finger and thumb, perfectly expressing his confusion, hoping to get some hints from his clone.

Seeing the confused and weary expression on the boy's face, Amon00001 seemed to remember something. With a "thud," he clenched his right fist and slammed it onto his outstretched left palm, saying as if suddenly enlightened:

"If that doesn't work for you, I can buy you a potion with added mummy powder. I recently met a pharmacist, and I'm sure the results will satisfy you."

Damn it, it's no wonder I beat you up all the time!

This seemingly mocking remark fueled Ron's rage. He unleashed a powerful kick, sending Amon, who had been bracing himself for a beating, flying a great distance just seconds before.

boom!!!

The walls collapsed, the crystal glass shattered, and the angel of time slammed into the villa's back garden with irresistible force.

Flowers withered and grass flew everywhere. The carefully tended back garden was now a mess, with a huge crater smashed into it by the angel of time.

"puff!!!"

Amon spat out a mouthful of blood, wishing he could slap himself.

Why did I have to mock this guy? I just got beaten up for nothing; Medici must have corrupted me!

……

A land forsaken by God.

Darkness enveloped the land, as if the entire world was shrouded by layers of black, opaque curtains, leaving only the dim campfire and the faint glow of animal-hide lanterns to bring a unique vitality to this desolate and dark world.

Rumble!!!

A flash of silver light illuminated the entire world, revealing every detail, leaving no darkness able to escape the lightning that streaked across the sky.

By the campfire of the Silver City exploration team, Derrick Berg, who was pretending to take a nap during a break but was actually attending a Tarot gathering, opened his eyes.

The dim campfire came back into view, and Derrick was momentarily disoriented before cautiously looking around.

At the Tarot meeting, the information Ron shared weighed heavily on his mind like a boulder.

There was no danger, and I didn't see any invisible microorganisms...

He widened his eyes, as if trying to absorb more light in order to observe more closely.

But just then, from the depths of darkness, a cold gaze came from behind Derrick.

"who!?"

Derrick's scalp tingled instantly, his hair stood on end, and his entire body stiffened abruptly, with cold sweat seeping from his back.

He gripped the Hurricane Axe tightly, not daring to relax for a moment, and slowly turned his head to quickly glance at the darkness outside the campfire out of the corner of his eye.

According to the fortune teller, Amon should have approached me immediately after my tarot session, but nothing seems amiss. Was I just hallucinating because I was too nervous...?

Derrick the "Sun" found nothing; the edge illuminated by the campfire was empty, devoid of anything.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

At that moment, a somewhat calm voice came, and Derrick's body suddenly relaxed.

The voice belonged to Lovia, the "Shepherd," an elder of the six-person council. She was the captain of this exploration team and the strongest person here.

Elder Lovia.

"Sun" Derrick was overjoyed and suddenly felt more confident. He was about to reveal some of the information he had obtained at the Tarot meeting related to Amon in order to warn the strongest people here, when he saw the elder with curly silver-gray hair and light gray eyes wink at him.

Why is Elder Lovia blinking so hard? Is her eye too dry?

The little sun paused for a moment, and the question immediately flashed through its simple mind.

After a good ten seconds, he suddenly saw Elder Lovia's lips move. Finally, she blinked hard with a helpless expression and spoke in a slightly louder voice, as if chatting casually:

"You need to relax a bit. Don't always be so tense. That person you met the other day might have been a monster lurking in the shadows in disguise. Anything can happen in this dark land!"

"I suspect that he may be a phantom left over from before the Great Cataclysm."

No, that's not it. Mr. Fate said He is the King of Angels, a truly terrifying being.

Seeing Elder Lovia heading further and further down the wrong path, Derrick opened his mouth, trying to force an explanation.

Just then, he suddenly saw Elder Lovia slightly raise her chin, as if pointing to the members of the exploration team who were either resting or wary of their surroundings around the campfire.

Elder Lovia seems a bit off today. She seems to be hinting at something. Could it be that she suspects something's wrong with the members of the exploration team?

In an instant, Derrick, who had just thought of this, suddenly changed his expression in Lovia's sight, but then stiffly returned to normal.

The crackling sound of the flames echoed quietly around the camp, like the mournful cry of something tiny in the air being scorched.

Apart from that, there was not a sound in the entire exploration team's camp. Even the breathing of the team members was suppressed to a minimum, as if something was trying to muffle the noise in order to hear Derrick's conversation with the shepherd elder.

"Elder Lovia, that's possible."

A chill ran down his spine, and Derrick was terrified. He didn't dare to look around at his teammates, and could only pretend that nothing was wrong and continue speaking in the shepherd's voice.

"It seems you also think this guess is correct. Let's go and look around. We might encounter more of these strange phantoms. Detecting them early will allow the team to avoid them as much as possible."

The silver-gray-haired "shepherd" didn't care whether Derrick agreed or not. After giving his instructions, he turned around and led the way into the darkness.

Elder, you haven't taken your lantern yet.

"Sun" Derrick wanted to warn him, but the eerie silence around the camp made him dare not linger. Without thinking, he immediately took a step and followed the shepherd into the depths of darkness.

The warm flames gradually dimmed, and Derrick Berg, who had walked a dozen meters, seemed to hear the voices of his teammates talking around the camp again, as if the eerie silence from before had never existed.

"You're quite wary."

Just as Derrick Berg was about to find Amon and say "He has seen you," he suddenly saw the shepherd elder walking ahead take out a crystal ball that radiated golden light from layers of cloth.

Although the light from the crystal ball wasn't too bright, it miraculously enveloped the two people, preventing them from being swallowed by darkness at any moment.

"What can you see from here?"

Seemingly noticing Derrick's gaze, "Shepherd" Lovia casually pinched her right eye socket.

However, before Derrick could answer, she continued to express her doubts:

"Keeping something related to that guy close to his body means he must be one of His followers. Why would He set up such a follower here? Is it to monitor someone, or to protect something?"

"I wonder if that guy who's supposedly very sentimental can come and save her. If he can't, I'm afraid I'll have to think of something else. It's such a pity. Of all the people who have had contact with Him and who can lure him out, there's only one left who's easy to deal with. The rest are either in Backlund or at the headquarters of the Rose School."

She talked to herself, without any reason, as if showing off or relieving her immense psychological pressure.

"Your name is Derrick Berg, right? What were you just doing?"

At that moment, under Derrick's almost blank gaze, the shepherd took out a monocle and put it on his right eye socket, a pleased smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and coldly looked at the bewildered boy who was at least 1.8 meters tall.

"You went up to the Gray Mist, didn't you? Judging from your appearance, you should know who I am. Give me this chance, and I can personally escort your Silver City to the edge of the Forsaken Lands!"

"This is a pretty good deal, isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

"I can tell you're very wary and intelligent. I had to give you hints several times and even make sure the surroundings were behaving unusually before you lowered your guard and followed me here."

"But intelligent people tend to overthink, overguess, and are inherently distrustful of everyone."

"He has seen you!"

However, before "Lovia" could finish her rambling, "Sun" Derrick immediately followed Ron's advice and shouted loudly, pretending to be fearless.

"."

As soon as those powerful words fell, the darkness fell silent. "Lovia" pushed up her monocle and looked at the little sun, who was doing something, with a strange expression.

She looked left and right, and after a good several seconds, she chuckled softly:

"Your fate remains unchanged, which proves that no one will come to your aid. And who saw me? How come I didn't know?"

"I saw you!"

As soon as the angel of time finished speaking, a young boy's voice came from all directions, causing the corners of His upturned mouth to freeze for a moment before turning up slightly again.

"You actually came? You're so gullible!"

(End of this chapter)