Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 405 How awesome is Brother Luo? (3K)

Looking at the "Magician" Fors, who was once again standing tall, Ron felt that this guy was in dire need of discipline.

Right now, all he wants to do is whip this salted fish hard on the backside, to teach this foolish writer a lesson.

You can eat anything, but you can't say anything!

No wonder they're a fortune teller and his apprentice; they're in cahoots, spewing filth and are naturally at odds with me. Well, what good things can I possibly hear in Source Castle?

The feud between the "Time and Space Dominator" and the "Lord of Mysteries" cannot be explained in a few words. As beings like them, their strongest desires are often reflected in every corner of the world.

Mutual insults and backstabbing are undoubtedly what these two people crave most.

To borrow the words of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," this is a mysterious and profound influence; although it is not significant, it certainly exists.

"An illiterate person is an illiterate person. Can't you even have some basic knowledge of the occult?!"

That's not how it is at all!

The blond youth argued vehemently, slamming his fist on the bronze table with one hand. This startled Fowles, who immediately chuckled sheepishly and explained:

"Speculation, Mr. Fate, this is just speculation and doesn't represent reality. I think we can't let any possibility slip by..."

Ugh... I'm doomed. Making money is so hard. How did I offend someone again? This time, He's definitely not going to let me off the hook. You must live well on your own...

"The Magician" Fowles turned pale, tears streaming uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, his heart filled with remorse for his rash actions.

Regarding the "Time and Space Dominator," her teacher told her some unknown secrets. Originally, she wanted to reveal some information first to attract clients and then exchange all the information for money. However, she never expected that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would be met with a head-on attack.

You've never said anything like this for me before; you're always criticizing me!

The scenes from the Tarot meeting quickly came into Klein's view. He watched with a complicated expression, feeling extremely dissatisfied with Ron's differential treatment.

What, have I, Mr. Fool, mistreated you?

"Actually, I am more concerned with His name and the extraordinary means that correspond to it than with the purpose of this deity."

At this moment, the dummy "World" spoke in a hoarse voice, successfully diverting everyone's attention.

Although Klein really wanted to manipulate the world and join in the mockery to annoy this brat who always had such a foul mouth, he chose to swallow his anger in order to avoid causing any further trouble.

I'll just have to make do with this for now. But this problem isn't entirely without merit; the power I've gained doesn't seem to belong to one of the twenty-two paths to divinity.

Hearing this, Ron didn't delve any further into the matter of these little black guys, lest his true identity be exposed. If others found out about his boasting, he would be too ashamed to show his face.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

He first gave a disdainful snort, his gaze sweeping over the thoughtful noblewoman, Alger the "Hanged Man" watching the spectacle from the side, and Derrick the "Sun" with a furrowed brow.

"Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you: remember to study more in the future, so you don't embarrass yourself in public."

Would it kill you to speak properly?!

Upon hearing those familiar lines, Klein's eye twitched; he knew this was another of Russell's doing.

The blond boy's irritating appearance made him want to control the world and slap him across the face, but considering the difference in strength, he ultimately held back.

"I told you long ago that there are more than twenty-two extraordinary paths in this world. Just like in myths and legends, everything comes from the original creator."

"Now that you know the concept of Sequence Zero, whose legacy do you think the Seven Gods used to become Sequence Zero? Since they became gods through potions, who was the original owner of that characteristic?"

"Have you ever thought about this question? Have you ever considered where the characteristics within you originally came from?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, this chilling "truth" stunned all the members of the Tarot Club.

They were either stunned or dumbfounded, as if something had exploded in their heads.

Because of the special nature of the Tarot Club, although its members all know about "extraordinary characteristics" and concepts such as the original creator, they never expected that the gods would have such secrets.

"Mr. Destiny, do you mean the Time-Space Ruler was the original owner of the pathway He represents!?"

"Not becoming a true god through potions and rituals, but a born god!?"

When extraordinary beings die, their unique characteristics are expelled from their bodies. But what about the most ancient gods? Did they also encounter some insurmountable disaster? Could this be related to the so-called apocalypse?

Finally, the quickest thinker and the most interested in this matter, "The Hanged Man," realized something. He immediately turned his head, his words revealing his undisguised astonishment.

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it!"

"When it comes to the oldest, the Seven Gods aren't even worthy to carry the shoes of the God of Time and Space!"

How about that? Aren't I awesome?

The blond boy tilted his head back, thoroughly enjoying the astonished expression on the face of the hanging man.

So that's how it is. He knows so much, things that even the City of Silver hadn't recorded...

"The Sun" Derrick suddenly realized something and felt immense admiration for Ron's knowledge.

This...this is blasphemy! No, Audrey, you need to calm down. To paraphrase Emperor Roselle, this is utterly shattering our worldview!

Honestly, why am I always surprised by Mr. Ron? No wonder he protects the God of Time and Space. If the Seven Gods all became gods through potions, then from the perspective of angels, the former is undoubtedly more powerful than the Seven Gods.

The casual words struck Audrey Hall like a thunderclap, instantly snapping her out of her daze. Her eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at the blond boy opposite her.

Although she still didn't understand the root cause of all this, the noble lady no longer wanted to understand it.

For a "psychologist," this kind of knowledge is not a burden that my level should bear.

Hey, you're kidding, right? You'd get beaten to death by the Church of the Seven Gods for saying that. But it does have a kind of ancient and eerie feel to it.

"The Magician" Fors took a deep breath. Compared to the previous gatherings, she had become accustomed to this kind of tarot meeting. On the one hand, she was surprised by this novel idea, and on the other hand, she unconsciously filled in the blanks in her mind, carrying out the professional ethics of a writer to the end.

Knowing a lot, huh? This is a logical dead end. In most people's eyes, the seven gods that have existed for thousands of years are ancient enough. But from a scientific point of view, this world should have a history of more than just a few thousand years. So what about before this history that is even more ancient?

It should be noted that extraordinary properties are conserved and indestructible.

Compared to these "locals" whose faith in the Seven Gods was deeply ingrained, Klein, a transmigrator, had a much more open-minded perspective. Ron's words were like opening a skylight for him, allowing his thinking to break free from the confines of this brief history of just a few thousand years.

However, just as all the members of the Tarot Club fell into deep thought, the blond boy smirked and continued in a leisurely manner:

"That's not the point I just made. The point is, do you know why the Seven Gods want to proselytize?"

"Uh, God loves the world?"

The noblewoman raised her hand slightly and answered somewhat uncertainly, based on the concepts she had been instilled with since childhood.

"Congratulations, you answered incorrectly."

The blond boy snorted, enjoying the rare embarrassment of the noble lady, and continued to share some common sense.

"The reason the Seven Gods preach is that the faith of believers can provide an anchor, which allows them to stabilize their own state and prevent them from losing themselves."

"But naturally born gods don't need to. That's the biggest difference between the two. The God of Time and Space has absolutely no need to preach or protect those believers, but He still did it. Doesn't that say something?"

"This is true God's love for the world!"

Praise me, no further words are needed!

The blond boy curled his lips into a smile and, oblivious to his surroundings, loudly praised himself, leaving "The Fool" Klein speechless.

No, so you went through all that trouble just to express this?

How much did that petty person give you to brag like this? I, "The Fool," will give you double.

Although Klein was not clear about the specific function of the "anchor," he could glean some information from Russell's diary.

What he really didn't expect was that Ron went through all that trouble, giving away so many valuable secrets for nothing, only to prove that the point he had just made was correct.

What a spendthrift child!

Even if you won't sell, I'll still sell, you bastard!

His gaze swept over the Tarot Club members, who were almost completely worn out, and "The Fool" extended a finger and gently tapped the edge of the bronze table twice.

The crisp tapping sound woke up all the members of the Tarot Club, but before they could react, they heard "The Fool" Klein speak leisurely.

"You should be careful not to mention His name in the real world."

Otherwise, you will be targeted.

Klein muttered to himself, then a question came to mind.

Why does the original "sequence zero" not need an anchor, while the later "sequence zero" that inherits the characteristics does? Does this mean that the former has no tendency to go out of control, while go out of control and madness are unique to the latter?

Or... damn, no way!?

The thought sent a chill down Klein's spine, and even his breathing quickened slightly. Without hesitation, he immediately manipulated the dummy "World" and asked in a low, hoarse voice:

"Mr. Destiny, I have a question: what would happen if the true God had no anchor and lost himself?"

Upon hearing this, Ron was taken aback for a moment, then gave a kind smile and hummed.

"Hmph, that's a good question, guess!"

I bet you're kidding me!

(End of this chapter)