Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 493 A Traitor Among You (6K)

Apart from facing the "God of Time and Space" who came to her door a few months ago because of the Queen, and the "Fate" who dared to slander the gods at the "Tarot Meeting" and whose status and level were unknown, Cattleya had never felt so helpless.

She was a little homesick.

Even after years of drifting on the high seas, and even after standing out from the many pirates and earning the title of "Admiral of the Stars," she was still a young girl who wasn't very mature psychologically.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will also be crooked.

"Was I a little too much?"

Seeing that Cattleya was on the verge of tears, Ron suddenly felt a pang of conscience. As a god, it would be utter nonsense to say that he didn't remember her.

My initial statement, "We'll meet again," directly led to this guy repeatedly falling into my trap.

What an unlucky guy.

"Actually... the responsibility for your fainting can't be entirely placed on me. It was mainly Frank's 'achievement.' I only provided a tiny bit of help, just a tiny bit!"

With a flick of his wrist, the white mushroom vanished into thin air, and the little fish, feeling rather guilty, shifted the blame onto the anti-human biologist.

Ron Sothos is like this: he does whatever he wants, doesn't eat beef, and if he didn't have some principles, he would be no different from an evil god.

The young man said all he wanted to say, and upon hearing this, Cattleya quickly composed herself, habitually adjusting her thick-rimmed glasses, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Those mushrooms weren't some crazy experiments Frank could have come up with. Your help was invaluable, and without divinity, it would have been very difficult to create such illogical mushrooms."

The woman with deep purple eyes spoke in a rather complicated tone, having only just realized this, and regained her composure.

"Did you high-sequence individuals all plan this together?"

Suddenly, she stood up and asked in a low voice, puzzled.

"Uh, what do you mean?"

The little fish scratched its head innocently, as if to say, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"No, it's nothing."

"I think we need to complete the Queen's plan as soon as possible. Although she didn't tell me much, the task the 'Morse Penitentiary' gave me is definitely related to the plan."

"She's always like this, she never initiates any conversation with me. Well, I'm an exile, what right do I have to talk to her?"

With a deep sigh, Cattleya wisely changed the subject.

She had seen Ron's personality firsthand, and if she continued to delve deeper into the previous question, she would probably be the one to suffer.

Hearing Cattleya say this, the blond boy stopped his teasing and instead put on a knowing, worldly air, offering words of comfort:

"Sigh~ Don't be too sad. Not knowing your own limitations isn't necessarily a bad thing. But is it possible that Bernadette decided not to reveal information to you because you're too weak?"

Fuck your mother!!!

Ron was telling the truth, but Cattleya clearly didn't think so. Her eyes twitched a few times, and she took several deep breaths to suppress the anger that was rising in her throat again.

That's what they say, but it's just so infuriating!

"That's not important! What's important is how I contact you to gain the trust of the 'Morse Ascetic Order'!"

"I don't know what your plans are with the Queen, but it won't be easy for you to infiltrate the 'Morse Ascetic'."

Before Gadria could finish speaking, she saw Ron shake his head and say with considerable confidence:

"No, it's quite easy!"

After smoothing his slightly wavy, long blond hair, Ron Sothos continued:

"You just need to take me to the 'Morse Ascetic's' stronghold as soon as possible. Since I'm willing to take the risk, I naturally have my own methods."

A long silence fell over the captain's cabin. As the leader of a pirate crew, Gadriya didn't immediately refute. She simply stared intently at the young man before her for several dozen seconds before nodding slightly and saying:

"We are currently in the Sunia Sea, east of Toscart Island, while the place the Morse Order has designated for me to deliver you is west of the Raging Sea."

"This journey isn't short, but I have my own way of getting through it, provided I don't bring the Future Ship."

"Ah, the knowledge imparted by the 'Hidden Sage' does have some effect sometimes."

"However, this would make things seem very smooth, and they would definitely suspect that we have something going on."

Her implication was that no matter how simple the work was in front of the leader, we should pretend to be very complicated and hardworking, only in this way can we dispel some unnecessary suspicions.

Tsk, this world is so convoluted, can't we just be a little more honest with each other?

"No need. You can take me there now. I have my own way."

Ron rejected Cattleya's advice to play it safe and decided to go all in.

What he wanted was a "hidden sage," while the Morse Order was nothing more than a bunch of nobodies in the eyes of the "God of Time and Space."

If the situation hadn't been so urgent that he needed to do something for the Celestial Venerable as soon as possible, he wouldn't have resorted to infiltrating the organization as an undercover agent.

For Ron, directly influencing the future direction of the entire world was a more dignified approach.

After all, although dragons are strong and have high defense, we didn't see the bearded man directly using his strength to throw bricks into the arena for hand-to-hand combat.

"This is really troublesome. I hope you won't let me down. I just need one chance."

In the battle between pillars, victory or defeat can be decided in a mere instant. Seizing the "Hidden Sage" to indirectly manipulate the source matter and create obstacles for the Celestial Venerable, even if it's only for a moment, is eternity for Ron.

This is enough for him to complete a considerable number of operations during this period.

"Alright, I need some preparation time. To teleport, we need the power of ritual magic, and more importantly, we need a response from the other side. You can leave now, but don't come in and disturb me for a day."

Caldelia nodded calmly. Although she didn't know what method Ron had, she chose to trust him.

"This is so troublesome. Why does teleportation require a response from the other side? Can't people trust each other more?"

Caldelia ignored the blond boy's nonsense.

The "Morse Penitentiary" is, after all, a secret organization, and the location and coordinates of their important strongholds are all hidden or encrypted.

If we hadn't been more cautious and strict, we probably would have been wiped out by the "Steam Church" long ago.

Seeing Ron walk straight toward the captain's cabin door with his hands in his pockets, Gadriya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the high-sequence being before us is shameless and unpretentious, its danger is not much less than that of a normal demigod.

At that moment, the captain of the Future seemed to have thought of something and called out to Ron with a complicated expression.

"etc……"

"Don't go to Frank to do experiments. You can wander around the ship and do whatever you want!"

Let's do it for the sake of this world...

…………

Western Continent.

Penglai Island.

"No, I have to think of a way to deal with that guy. We're in such a passive position right now!"

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" paced back and forth on the high platform.

The power of the "One Who Unifies All Things" left the old Celestial Venerable feeling at a loss for words.

They can't win a direct confrontation, and they don't have the opportunity to resort to underhanded tactics.

To put it nicely, He was at a stalemate with Ron; to put it bluntly, He was trapped at his own doorstep and dared not go out.

When has His mysterious Lord ever been treated like this? It's so damn frustrating.

"Want to go all out? In the end, we'll just be back to square one..."

In that instant, all sorts of harmful and self-defeating plans flashed through the Old Celestial Venerable's mind.

What about shifting continental plates to destroy an entire planet? What about forcibly fusing source matter to create a final, desperate struggle? What about seducing Ron Sothos to gain a chance to survive?

These ideas are not bad, but they have no bottom line and no moral bottom line. However, the Celestial Venerable does not really want to do this.

The reason for this is that the cost of doing so is simply too high, so high that even a pillar of support cannot fully bear all the consequences.

"Fine, fine, let Him in. Given the current situation, it's better for Him to take the source matter. Didn't I prepare for this all along?"

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" seems to be advising himself not to be so stingy, and to reassure himself that he is not losing as much as he imagines.

As a god who is despicable to the core, Sword Tomb would even chop earthworms on the roadside into pieces and turn them into puppets. His thought process is obviously beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Even though the essence of the Western Continent inherently possesses an owner, in the eyes of the Old Celestial Venerable, it is all property He has acquired, and He is simply returning a portion of it to its rightful owner.

This is completely inconsistent with His despicable, selfish, and cunning nature.

Boom, boom, boom.

Rocks shattered, waves crashed back, and a tremendous roar, like rhythmic drumbeats, echoed in turn. Suddenly, an enormous figure appeared deep within the thick gray fog.

He was nearly ten meters tall, wearing a flower crown covered in morning dew, with an eerie pale white skin and a stiff, deathly pale face, yet also exuding a certain serenity.

This giant appears to be female, with wisps of black lines extending from her limbs, mouth, and nose. As she walks, countless strange plants spread from beneath her feet, carrying her enormous figure as she treads across the sea.

Before she arrived, her voice preceded her. A dry, harsh, and indistinct voice emerged from the throat of the pale giant who carried a trace of the "Fallen Mother Goddess's" will.

"Joker, didn't you say you didn't need my help?"

Upon hearing this, the old celestial being was clearly displeased, and his faceless mask instantly darkened.

"Heh, now it's my turn to help you. I should say your sincerity has moved me, so I've decided to give you this chance."

"Your 'Source Essence' is over there. Enough talk, hurry up and take it out."

"."

"it is good."

In the recent confrontation, Ron was not the only winner. At their level, even if the main plan failed, they certainly had a whole host of backup plans.

-

Wednesday.

morning.

"Hey, handsome, wanna come to my room tonight?"

A soft force suddenly surged from behind him, the cotton-like touch even causing Ron to stumble.

On the sun-drenched deck, the blond boy turned his head and saw a woman with large breasts.

Her expression at that moment was as if she had spotted prey, and she licked her lips, making a gesture as if she wanted to have a deep conversation with Ron.

"Actually, I can do it during the day too."

The blond boy shrugged, showing no sign of being outmatched.

Just as Ron was about to ask how they communicated, the captain's cabin window was suddenly pushed open, and Cattleya's voice came from inside, sounding like a nanny.

"Nina, go do your own thing!"

Seemingly having anticipated this from her crew, Cattleya wasn't too surprised.

The first reason she thought Ron was a pretty boy was because he was handsome. Under these circumstances, it would be a bit of a disservice to the pirate profession for a famous female pirate on the ship not to harass him.

"As for you, hmph!"

With his deep purple eyes fixed on Ron, the pirate general first gave a disdainful snort, then said calmly:

"Preparations are complete. I can take you to the designated location at any time. If I were a high-ranking member of the Morse Penitentiary, I would certainly be there in person, or send a trusted high-sequence individual to test you."

At this point, Cattleya fell silent, her meaning all too clear.

If you just deliver it to my door like that, even a pig could tell there's something wrong.

"I already told you, you don't need to worry about this. You might as well change your name to 'Old Mother General,' which would suit your pirate crew and your personality perfectly."

Ron shrugged helplessly, then walked on air as if stepping on invisible steps, and under the admiring gaze of the pirates, slipped through the window into the captain's cabin.

Forget it, it's none of my business if we fail anyway. Since you're willing to die, I'm willing to bury you too.

"Frank, after I leave, take them to the old spot in the Future and pick me up. Remember, keep a close eye on Sith and check his condition in real time. Also, keep an eye on Nina to make sure she doesn't drink too much, and finally, don't let Ottorov read too many occult books."

"Don't worry, Captain, I'll keep a close eye on them!"

Frank waved his arms and shouted.

No, what I worry about most is you.

In a flash, Gadriya sighed helplessly and then closed the window, casting a spiritual wall to seal the room.

"The Stiano Starlight Teleportation Technique can only go there and not return. Only it can locate the stronghold of the 'Morse Penitentiary'. However, Emperor Roselle seems to have an improved version, which is named the Starlight Avenue."

She pointed to the symbols and incantations etched on the star chart, forming a circle that shimmered with silvery-white starlight, and explained them to Ron.

"Stiano?"

Upon hearing the name, Ron paused for a moment, then looked at Cattleya with a puzzled expression.

"You ascetic monks don't know who He is?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with this name?"

"It's nothing. Steiano is the true name of the god of steam and machinery, so I'm curious why the Morse Ascetic Order would possess secret arts created by Him. Could He be one of the founders of the Morse Ascetic Order?"

In an instant, the captain's cabin fell silent.

Stiano, that's actually the real name of a god! Wait, I think I've said it quite a few times before. I...!

A sudden chill ran down Gadria's spine, but before she could feel any fear, the boy picked up the star chart and, grabbing her robe, instantly activated the magical runes on it.

Wait, we haven't reconciled our statements yet!!!

-

Wushan Island.

Starlight flashed, like petals blown by the wind, dancing and dazzling in mid-air, and Ron's figure suddenly appeared a thousand meters in the air.

He grabbed "Admiral" Cattleya, who was struggling in mid-air as she was about to fall, and smirked mockingly:

"Looks like your skills aren't very good. You actually teleported me into the air. Aren't you afraid of falling to your death?"

"No, it's not my problem, someone changed the coordinates."

Cattleya struggled desperately, trying to use her magic to conjure a bridge of starlight high in the sky that would connect to the ground.

However, the sheer height of a thousand meters still pushed this fifth-rank expert to his limits, forcing him to regretfully give up.

Ron stopped mocking the interesting guy and patted the wishing lamp at his waist.

"Now it's your turn to do the work!"

Although the newspapers said Ron was a gigolo, according to the plan, Ron's disguised identity was that of a Sequence 5 gigolo who escaped the pursuit by relying on a "0" level sealed artifact.

So theoretically, he could only land safely in the air by relying on the wishing lamp.

However, although Ron was willing, the genie being commanded was quite dissatisfied. A golden, twisted figure suddenly appeared behind Ron and slammed his fist forward.

The illusory fist appeared powerful, but in reality it had no effect whatsoever. It was merely a sneaky gesture behind the boy's back to vent his dissatisfaction before gently pressing down on Ron's shoulder.

Without a sound, the space seemed to distort, instantly placing Ron on a bare boulder on Fog Mountain Island.

His golden eyes flickered slightly, and what came into view was a vast primeval forest, and an old man sitting cross-legged in front of the forest.

"Did you change the spatial location?"

Ron narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and appeared very confident.

The old man ignored Ron, keeping his head down and remaining silent, as if he had fallen into the deepest sleep.

"That was one of the ten pillars of the Ascetic Order of Moss, Lord Agostino, a true angel."

At that moment, Cattleya grabbed Ron's arm and whispered in his ear.

In fact, the blond boy understood exactly what Cattleya meant: to keep a low profile and not to try to provoke an angel.

But who is Lord Ron? Even an undercover agent shouldn't be treated with such humiliation.

Seeing that Old Deng on the other side did not react, the blond boy immediately started cursing.

"You son of a bitch! What the hell are you pretending to be?!"

The local secretive organization is so rude!

Ron Sothos is always the center of attention wherever he goes, but I never expected that some old geezer would dare to ignore him.

"Go, take him down!"

Are you crazy?! This is your method?!

Seeing this, Gadriya was dumbfounded. She stared blankly at Ron, suddenly unable to understand this guy.

He was quite clever when he was trying to annoy her, so why did he lose his mind at the crucial moment?

Agostino had intended to indirectly test this young man who was said to have betrayed "Bernarde," but he never expected that a mere Sequence 5 would be so arrogant.

court death!

A cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes, hidden beneath his black robe. He was about to launch into a verbal attack when he abruptly stopped, immediately putting on a smiling face and changing his words:

"Little White Lia is indeed a hero among young people. I never thought that 0-05 would be driven by you. No wonder you were able to escape Bernadette's pursuit."

At that moment, the golden, twisted figure's fist was only 0.01 millimeters away from His forehead, but three seconds later, the genie suddenly disappeared and returned to the "Wishing Lamp".

Sweat dripped from his forehead. For a brief moment, his body was completely immobilized, and his extraordinary abilities were severely restricted. Agostino even saw his great-grandmother, who had been dead for thousands of years, beckoning to him.

"Luckily, I changed my mind quickly enough. That aura was unmistakable; its true level was even more terrifying than the Hidden Sage. It really was 0-05!"

"But how can a Sequence Five cultivator arbitrarily control this terrifying sealed artifact!?"

"Could there really be geniuses in the world?!"

Regardless, this outrageous scene had unfolded before his eyes. Agostino took a deep breath and spoke kindly in his aged voice:

"Sir, although the 'Morse Penitentiary Order' welcomes all members, and we were particularly interested in you after receiving the news, your quick and self-deliverment seems like a trap."

In fact, the Ascetic Order of Morse gave Cattleya a three-month deadline for her mission, which included time to spread the message, find the target, test each other's backgrounds, and understand the target's desires.

However, no one expected that the task was released the day before and the message came the next day that it had been found. How could anyone feel at ease?

"Hmph, as expected, I was right. Things going too smoothly will inevitably arouse suspicion. Let's see how you handle that!"

Standing behind Ron, Cattleya felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Seeing this despicable fellow suffer a setback made her even happier than if she herself had been rewarded.

The blond boy raised his finger and shook it, saying in a calm tone:

"That's not a problem, and I personally prefer to be direct. However, I do think that this direct approach is not appropriate, so I have prepared a big gift for you to show my sincerity."

A grand gift?

Upon hearing this, Gadriya was stunned for a moment, and before she could even process what was happening, Ron grabbed her robe and kicked her to the ground.

"There is a traitor among you."

"She was Bernadette's spy planted in the 'Morse Ascetic Order,' and she was secretly having an affair with her old patron. I found a lot of evidence of that with Bernadette."

As he spoke, Ron tossed out a handful of letters, making Cattleya's heart pound.

You sold me! ???

Is this the way you're talking about gaining trust?

Is that why you've been so vague and haven't told me what the solution is?

I'll remember you, you son of a bitch!

"General of the Stars" went from being red with anger to turning deathly pale. She really didn't expect that this bastard would use her as a stepping stone.

At that moment, she really began to doubt whether this seemingly cooperative young man was actually planning to betray the Queen.

"I didn't! This is slander! I broke off all ties with Bernadette a long time ago, how could I possibly do such a thing?!"

Cattleya struggled and screamed desperately, but the boy's words extinguished all her hopes in the next second.

"Really? You seem to have been raised by Bernadette. Others might not know, but I certainly do."

"Bernard told me everything in bed, so save your breath and stop making excuses!"

Damn it, you really betrayed us, and you're even telling everyone this?!

(End of this chapter)