Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 417 Ya Dang Dang's Wonderful Adventure (3.4K)

A blazing, bright sun rises high above the divine kingdom, determined to uphold its pride and its unwavering commitment.

The brilliant gold light bathed the heavens, and beams of light, like golden pillars, descended from the sky, turning everything around into pure white and intense heat.

This profound purifying aura left no trace of impurity, and even all matter dissolved into nothingness.

But in the next second, the blazing sun suddenly trembled and plummeted from the sky, transforming back into a young man draped in a pure white robe, holding the Book of Contract in one hand and a golden sphere like the sun in the other.

He was handsome, sunny, and full of energy, with short blond hair. He was looking incredulously at Ron Sothos, who stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.

"How is this possible!?"

The proud sun looked like it had seen a ghost. It felt the frantic warning from its spiritual intuition and looked at its own hand, which was faintly visible and seemed about to disappear. It was terrified.

Yes, how is that possible?

How could anyone possibly have so easily erased them from their weaker period in the past?

This is something even the Lord who betrayed us long ago could not do!

At this moment, He finally understood why the previous guys had chickened out so quickly, and even "Badhair" shamelessly called him "Dad".

It's not that the first four gods lacked backbone, but rather that this ability was a complete counter to their Sequence Zero advancement through potions.

No matter how special your power is now, no matter how strong you are now, if you don't have the ability to access the realm of time and history, you are destined to only watch helplessly.

Even mythical creatures, born naturally, sometimes develop and grow inside a mother's womb.

Although the Eternal Sun doubted whether Ron could actually use this ability, He simply didn't dare to gamble.

The price is the erasure of His existence from the very source; the eight archangels will become seven, and the name of the Eternal Sun will be completely forgotten.

"Keep shouting! Why did you stop?"

"I've done research. Even fools who have a complete grasp of their own history had periods of weakness in the world's past. The exact timeline is impossible to reconcile, and it cannot be changed..."

Conversely, those gods who split "initially" were like "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," whose power was always a "pillar" no matter when Ron chose to confront him.

Because it is self-existent and eternal!

Of course, those who are dead don't count.

The divine realm of "Eternal Sun" quickly returned to silence, and the proud sun stood silently with its head bowed.

"Hmph, what a stinky and hard rock. Remember to chant my name every day. As the one who sings praises, you should be able to sing better than you speak..."

Ignoring the proud and arrogant "Sun," Ron Sothos gave a warning and turned to leave.

For these gods, Ron believed that simple deterrence was more effective than a combination of force and coercion.

"Hmm... Next stop, the land of storms and lightning..."

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"Just because they don't want to work, they've put together a parade this big, sigh~"

Inside the mysterious mausoleum, the elderly father, with his golden beard, let out a long sigh.

This child, Amon, is beyond saving. He should be buried as soon as possible…

Even as the king of angels in the realm of the mind, and with the halo of his father, the "Ancient Sun God" still couldn't handle the current Time Angels.

Baldhar, the child of Olmir and Omibella; Crismana, the child of Chick and Arista Tudor; even the descendants of Death Salinger seem quite normal…

But how did it come to Him...?

"Ultimately, is it because of being raised in a single-parent family...?"

"Amon, that child, has lacked love since he was little..."

After pondering for a long time, the King of Angels in the realm of the audience came to this conclusion.

But what can I do? I'm single, can't my son understand?

"Perhaps at that time, we should have made Sasriel a female incarnation..."

"No, that situation will only make things worse!"

Family education is the ultimate headache for parents all over the world, and even the ancient sun god was no exception.

"Forget it, whatever. Anyway, someone's in charge now, and He's happy to let it go, so am I..."

Only Amon was unhappy...

Putting the issue of his child's education aside, the "Ancient Sun God" turned his attention to other matters.

At this stage, the most important thing is the ascension ceremony, but the originally stable situation and expectations have been disrupted by a certain guy.

It almost caused a plan that had been in the works for thousands of years to go bankrupt.

Even though a deal was struck with Ron and some stakes were placed on Him, the impact was far-reaching.

The most obvious sign is that Hermes has started to get busy again, running around every day to maintain the situation.

"The progress is too slow. Can't we just work continuously for 24 hours without eating, drinking, or sleeping?"

"The fact that Pallas Negan is still alive has exceeded expectations and has even delayed the overall progress..."

To lead the trend of the times and to wage a war that will sweep the world, the political upheaval in the Kingdom of Rune is of paramount importance.

Putting aside whether that conservative nobleman would affect the Black Emperor's ceremony, his mere presence in half of the political landscape of Rune necessitates his elimination.

The "Ancient Sun God," dressed like an ordinary priest, got up, straightened his robe, and prepared to go out to check on the progress.

"This is very unusual. Although everything is going according to plan, this is the only thing that keeps dragging on. But who would do this?"

"Palas Negan is destined to die. It was predetermined. No one can discover it or change it. Ron Sothos wouldn't do that. Although it might seem like a prank, it's in His interest, so it won't be delayed for long."

"This is closely related to whether the kingdom that believes in Him can be established as soon as possible."

"He seems to need an anchor. Why does He need it? Is it to make some kind of attempt?"

"Did something go wrong with the demon Hermes found while concealing her identity?"

"That shouldn't be the case. We were observing his every move; it was a normal reaction. But why did he suddenly disappear at the end...?"

"Anomalies have appeared in the abyss, the Outer God's corruption is intensifying, and no one knows what Fabuti's condition is; he may very well have already been corrupted..."

"However, this does not constitute a complete connection. The Apostle of Desire only knows about the mission to assassinate Duke Negan, but not the specific details. The Outer Gods are even less likely to have noticed, and even the three gods in Backlund are unaware of it..."

The angel of fantasy stopped halfway, then took out a cross pendant from its pocket and threw it onto the dirty street.

An ordinary little thing suddenly revealed an unknown oversight, which is not good news.

"Is someone aware of everything and influencing all of this from behind the scenes?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Adam's clear, childlike eyes. He waved and strolled through the streets of the East End, filled with homeless people and beggars.

He walked step by step, seemingly surveying everything aimlessly, but this strangely dressed priest, rarely seen in the East End, did not cause any disturbance, because no one could detect that he had been there.

Why Pallas Negan is still alive is a good question.

The presence of this great nobleman seemed to have been erased by something, making it seem as if his plans had never been issued, and no one cared or paid attention to them.

Eerie, unpredictable, and mysterious—that's the only feeling the "Ancient Sun God" evokes now.

He realized that he seemed to have missed something, but no matter how much he used his extraordinary abilities to see through it, no matter how much he tried to understand the situation, he could not find the source of the strangeness.

This is, after all, related to the ritual of becoming a god, and everything He desires, so after making proper preparations, He must go and see it in person.

Only by going there in person can one use their authority to discover the anomaly.

This was natural, entirely from His own heart.

Dressed in a simple clerical robe, with a golden beard and eyes as innocent as a child's, the priest appeared like a ghost unseen by anyone, arriving unnoticed in front of a detached house in the West End.

"Ah, great God of time and space, thank you for bestowing upon us this sumptuous dinner, for you are holy, eternal, from this day forward, for all eternity."

In the vast ocean of the collective unconscious, bursts of prayers and praises reached the ears of the "Ancient Sun God," who wandered on the islands of everyone's hearts, hearing all sorts of spiritual echoes.

I'm so hungry, I can finally eat!

I still prefer the food in the White City; the snacks here aren't authentic at all.

Doesn't Backlund have his own recipes? Why is it milk and bread every day?

Praise be to you, great God, another day when no one will find us.

Where should we go after dinner? It seems the Divine Messenger Aria has found another great spot, but wouldn't it be a waste of money to be lazy?

Ah, Backlund is still the best. Killing demigods is too difficult. What's wrong with lying around being a useless person every day? After all, even my master says I'm good for nothing. I'll postpone this mission for two more days and wait for a good opportunity to personally take action and kidnap that Duke Negan.

Ordinary people, extraordinary beings, or even leading demigods—their thoughts cannot be hidden from the Angel King through the "audience."

"Laziness, sloth, greed, and complacency. These people's desires seem to be influenced by human intervention, but it cannot be ruled out that they have been led astray by others."

The Imaginary Angel stood by the dining table, watching the ageless witch Aria, who had become a "divine messenger," boasting at the table, thoroughly enjoying herself.

After observing for a while, they found no signs of anything being arranged on the witch. The Imaginary Angel then quietly left the house, and no one and nothing could detect that He had been there.

The night was exceptionally deep, and thunder roared across the sky, signaling an imminent downpour.

Adam quickened his pace unconsciously and arrived at the gates of Pallas Negan's mansion, quietly observing everything inside.

This nobleman, unusually, did not hold a ball or attend a banquet tonight. He seemed to be exhausted from working too hard and went to bed early in the long night.

Stroll through the islands of the servants' hearts within the villa, and listen carefully to the deepest and most profound desires in each person's heart.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

"You've arrived."

A calm yet infinitely majestic voice came from the nearby sea of ​​collective unconsciousness. Instantly, this sea of ​​unconsciousness began to shake and tremble, and the real space of the villa became part of the sea of ​​collective unconsciousness.

This real-world villa is entirely a figment of imagination; it blends with reality, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and fiction.

But in this day and age, when the characteristics of a dreamer are all in His hands, who else could create such a convincingly realistic trap?

"I guess your partner didn't tell you I exist, and Sothos certainly didn't either. You shouldn't distance yourself from Him."

"Curiosity can kill not only the cat, but also you."

A little curiosity, a little desire, and a little courage are all it takes to make yourself walk into their trap.

(End of this chapter)