Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 527 The Mother Tree of Desire: Watch as I Combine My Two-and-a-Half-Year Reincarnation Technique

King of Angels, Amon!

Angel of Time, Amon!

Son of the Creator, Amun!

Danger!Danger!Danger!

Large beads of sweat slid down the "devil's" forehead, even though he did not sense the unique malice of the demonic pathway.

But this precisely illustrates a problem!

The annoying Amon can appear anywhere, just like cockroaches in the dark corners of a room. If you find one, it means that many more have already bred in the shadows.

In the air, in hidden places, in corners, there seemed to be invisible gazes cast upon it, making the already dark castle even more eerie.

Standing behind the middle-aged man, Thomas, looking utterly bewildered, stared in disbelief.

His cold, ruthless, cruel, and bloodthirsty father, who never showed any emotion, was actually afraid when he saw the boy, and was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.

With such a simple action, he was able to make a demon who had long lost all fear and terror, and was left with only pure malice, tremble uncontrollably.

Who exactly is he?!

Clearly, evil and immorality are different; the latter is often more frightening because it always gives people a chill down their spine.

After all, how can you guard against thieves for a thousand days if you're a thief for a thousand days?

Especially since this thief is of a vile character and acts recklessly, you can't beat him.

"As expected of Amon, he's really despicable to this extent..."

Upon seeing this scene, Ron was overjoyed. After a moment of reflection, he clearly drew a line between himself and the world.

"Ah, don't be afraid, I mean no harm."

"What are you going to do!?"

Alexei shouted in a sharp, distorted voice, trying to bolster his courage.

If Amon smiles at you and tells you not to be afraid, and says he means no harm, even a dog wouldn't believe that.

Ron, speechless at the sight, took off his monocle, adjusted his flowing sunglasses, and condescendingly gave the order:

"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you, and too lazy to reason with you. At a crossroads in time, at a turning point in fate, I saw something interesting."

"Give it to me."

The boy's words were indifferent yet authoritative, carrying an air of brooking no refusal, and resounded in Alexei's ears.

Although Ron's words sounded nice, they basically meant...

I don't reason with people, so if you know what's good for you, hand over your stuff quickly!

"Isn't this robbery?!"

The middle-aged man froze, his mind buzzing. Even a demon, a Sequence Four demon, had never done such a despicable thing.

Although he had done many despicable and vile things, such as raping women, deceiving his companions, and betraying his friends, his brazen act of robbing someone out of the door really gave the "devil" a lesson.

"What have I been doing all this time? This is blatant, undisguised malice!!!"

Thinking of this, Alexei Ryan's already pale face turned even paler.

If there's anything the Ryan family possesses that would make the Angel King come knocking and demand it, it must be that peculiar sealed artifact brought back from the abyss by their ancestors in ancient times.

Originally, he hoped to use this "sealed artifact" to gain a good position within the Blood Worship Cult, or to use it to gamble for resources to become an angel.

But now it seems

Damn!

"Your Highness, the Ryan family has worshipped the 'Dark Side of the Universe' for generations, and even more so, the 'Demon King.' You..."

Before he could finish speaking, the blond-haired boy in front of him adjusted his dark sunglasses and remained silent.

Silently, in the gaps, in the hidden places, in the corners, countless gazes grew increasingly intense, as if about to solidify, causing the middle-aged man's grime to pound like a drum, his fear, confusion, and tension becoming impossible to conceal.

As a professional "devil," Alexei had no doubt that now, if an apostle of desire were to ignite the emotions within him, he could easily take half his life.

So he immediately changed his tune:

"Although we believe in them, we are not completely devoted to them."

At this point, feeling the growing number of gazes, Alexei suppressed the pain in his heart and respectfully said:

"I am willing to offer you the 'tree branch' that my family has passed down for thousands of years!"

Although the words sounded nice, the intense resentment in them was still easily discernible.

Ron grunted, stepped forward, and kicked the middle-aged man's leg, breaking it. He asked indifferently:

"What? You're not happy that I took your 'sealed artifact'?"

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Who the hell would be willing to do that? Should I thank you?!

The boy's arrogance once again refreshed the "devil's" worldview. He opened his mouth as if he had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't utter a single one.

Without a word, Alexei, ignoring the pain of his broken leg, limped into the castle's basement and took out a grayish-white stone box stained with mottled blood.

The stone box emitted dull sounds from time to time, as if something was constantly hitting it, causing the gaps between the openings to widen slightly, overflowing with a thick, foul-smelling blood that resembled tar.

The Ryan family wanted to join the Blood Cult for two reasons: firstly, the family had been declining continuously, and secondly, because of this terrible "sealed artifact".

Ever since the ancestors of the family brought it back from the abyss, they sealed it away under the pretext of extreme danger. However, as time has passed and thousands of years have passed since the seal was put away, it seems that the contents of the seal can no longer be contained.

In the now-declining Ryan family, no one can truly control it, not even Alex, the patriarch.

The devil staggered, but his speed did not slow down at all. He had just come within five meters of Ron when a cunning glint suddenly flashed in his deep blue eyes.

In that instant, he used all his strength to forcefully break the seal on the stone box, revealing what was inside.

It was a brown branch, with lines of blood gushing from within, a sticky, nauseating, almost tangible desire that instantly took over the minds of everyone in the entire manor.

bang bang bang-

Blood-red fireworks burst forth without warning, like brilliant flowers withering away. The flesh and bones of the servants, stewards, animals, insects, and extraordinary beings in the manor rapidly deformed, twisting into saplings made of flesh and blood before they could even utter a scream.

And Alexei before us was even more so; his pale bones had become the heart of a tree, his flesh and sticky, disgusting yellow fat had become the trunk and bark, and his hair and fur resembled leaves, hanging from the blood vessels that had transformed into branches.

A devil is a devil after all. They have lost their fear and dread, leaving only cunning and cruelty. Even when faced with absolute death, they can still calmly plot.

Although Ron's actions challenged the devil's worldview, it did not prevent Alexei from assessing the situation.

The moment the King of Angels revealed his identity, he knew that no matter what he did, he would only face death!

"Fall into madness, so what if you're the King of Angels?!"

"Hahaha, how does it feel to be deceived by the devil? How was my acting? Not bad, right? Not bad, right?"

"You're so easily fooled! And you call yourself the God of Deception?!"

"Die, die, die! You will all die, you will all die!!!"

A giant tree of flesh and blood, tens of meters tall, rose from the ground and broke through the four-story-high castle. Its roots, like veins, wriggled and spread, just like the roots of a tree, instantly entangled and wrapped around all the "saplings" in the manor.

From a high altitude, one can see that although these white fascia-formed roots are twisted and chaotic, they seem to follow a certain pattern.

It was as if a large-scale sacrificial ceremony was being held, offering the souls and flesh of this place to the great "Mother Tree of Desire".

The starry sky, beyond the barrier.

"It's finally here."

A colossal tree covered in thorns and blooming with blood-red flowers lay atop the "original" barrier. Its ugly face greedily absorbed the aura emanating from within, and madness, evil, and an unchanging will seemed to stir within it at this moment.

Family members, survival is truly difficult!

Since that foreign "pillar" fought two against one and killed one of them, the Outer Gods' stance has undergone a complete transformation.

Some wanted to retreat directly, no longer trying to peek into everything left behind by the "original", while others were looking to take advantage of the situation and fish in troubled waters when the barrier broke down.

Although the Outer Gods still don't care about this planet, they are very concerned about Ron Sothoth, who killed the "Omniscient and Omnipotent One".

Even the loudest "Superstar Overlord" couldn't help but squeeze out a few tears after seeing his good buddy "High-Dimensional Overlord's" fate.

Decline is inevitable, but the "Mother Tree of Desire" cannot do so. Other Outer Gods covet extra things, but He only wants to find His lost characteristics and essence.

However, without provoking or offending anyone, the "Rose School" that He had painstakingly built up was gone, and His Beloved Sia betrayed Him on the spot. What He found most unacceptable was that the true god of the demonic path had also become a victim, and even his unique characteristics and distinctiveness had fallen into the hands of others.

Upon closer reflection, it seems that among all the Outer Gods, there is no one more unfortunate than Him.

If you tolerate it for a while, you'll develop breast hyperplasia; if you give up, you'll develop ovarian cysts. The more you do this, the angrier the "Mother Tree of Desire" becomes.

Since subordinates and followers are all unreliable...

"This time, I'm coming myself!!!"

The will of the "Mother Tree of Desire" flashed by and went unnoticed by the other Outer Gods.

He refused to believe that he could be corrupted by NTR again, given his former status.

As for the specific plan, the Child of Chaos had already given the answer back then, which was to dedicate a portion of his authority and will to descend into the interior of the barrier.

Although it's difficult and the chance of success is almost zero, we still have to be brave and try, right?

Stealing a glance at the stable crimson moon and seeing that it had no reaction, the "Mother Tree of Desire" carefully sensed the hidden connection within the barrier pointing to itself.

The ability to erode, pollute, corrupt, and degenerate is not only possessed by the "Fallen Mother Goddess," but also by the "Mother Tree of Desire," which is far more adept at it than even the Fallen Mother Goddess could in the past.

In an instant, the faint, hidden connection seemed to become clearer, as if a large-scale sacrifice of blood and spirit had been made, and countless emotions of depravity, hatred, greed, and lust were constantly transmitted through the connection.

There's a chance!

Over countless years, He has failed countless times, and although the possibility of success this time is theoretically slim, in His "Old Days" premonition, the chances of success have suddenly increased.

This is in the bag!

As the scale of the sacrifice grew larger, the "Mother Tree of Desire" no longer hesitated, splitting off a portion of its will, along with a "Miserly" pathway, and the characteristics of Sequence One descended through the connection.

For the old days, while Sequence One was indispensable, this one wouldn't be too much of a problem!

A dark and obscure light swept in, and the great will of the Mother Tree of Desire, the Father of Demons, the God of Lost Heart, and the Eternal Roarer descended from the stars in an instant.

Ron just watched without making a move, until the giant tree of flesh and blood in front of him grew eyes and froze in place, too afraid to move.

"Surprised?"

He put on a bright smile and asked the giant tree of flesh and blood in front of him with great concern.

Holy crap!!! Why is it him again?!

The will of the "Mother Tree of Desire" was stunned for a moment, then burst out with old swear words, cursing incessantly in its heart.

Although he was panicking, the Outer God who was closest to the "pillar" reacted instantly and immediately used the ritual with all his might to try to return to his original form.

Because the consequences of splitting off a part of oneself to sneak into the barrier have already been demonstrated by the "Child of Chaos," there is no need to think about it too much.

Snap—

A crisp snap of the fingers rang out, instantly cutting off the "Mother Tree of Desire's" escape route.

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Damn it!!!

Upon seeing the "pillar" staring intently at him, the Demon Father couldn't help but recall that afternoon more than half a year ago.

This moment is just like that moment.

Family members, does anyone know this?

As soon as I came in, one of the men below me stared at me!

"Is it possible to reach a settlement?"

The "Mother Tree of Desire" remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking a question.

Upon hearing this, Ron did not reply. He merely examined the giant tree of flesh and blood before him with great interest, as if he were looking at an idiot. After all, even the most brilliant minds could not have imagined that such a clumsy trap would actually lure an Outer God.

"Hmph, even the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' needs the authority of the 'Gate' pathway to descend into reality. Didn't you ever consider that you could pass through the barrier simply by virtue of the branch you were gathered on this planet?"

"If it weren't for the possibility I provided, your attempt would have inevitably failed!"

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In the almost frozen atmosphere, Ron smiled suddenly, like a bright ray of light illuminating the trunk of the "Mother Tree of Desire".

"Let's cooperate!" (Be my servant!)

He paused for a moment, giving the "Mother Tree of Desire" no time to think, and continued:

"Actually, we have no past grievances and no present conflicts, making us excellent partners."

"Godfather, there's no past grudge or present animosity between you and 'the tree,' but that doesn't mean 'the tree' has no grudge against you!"

The bark of the "Mother Tree of Desire" twitched slightly, but considering the actual situation, it still shook its branches in a rather agreeable manner.

Ron was overjoyed at the sight and continued to paint a rosy picture:

"Your authority is not adjacent to mine. See those sunglasses on my head? You long for them, don't you?"

"If we cooperate, I can not only give you this, but also give you more, so that you can truly be restored to your full potential."

"Restore to full?"

The flesh and blood tree asked urgently, though it did not make a sound, Ron could still hear it speaking.

"Of course, as I said, there is no conflict between us. If you really want more authority, the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' is more suitable for you; your symbols are somewhat similar."

"If you help me deal with the 'mystery,' then I can help you deal with the 'Fallen Mother Goddess.' It's a mutually beneficial deal."

Upon hearing these whispers, which were even more alluring than the whispers of demons, a fleeting thought crossed the mind of the "Mother Tree of Desire," but it was quickly suppressed and buried deep within its heart.

"I don't need that much. Just help me regain my original essence and lost characteristics, and I can help you right now."

So what if I offended the "Lord of Mysteries"? I have absolutely no psychological burden. The evil "Lord of Mysteries" can be punished by gods!

Ha, she's pretty ugly, but she has such beautiful dreams.

Hearing this, Ron muttered to himself, but continued with his smile undiminished:

"Some time ago, the 'Fallen Mother Goddess' entered the 'Mysterious' Sealed Source Land. She will surely be able to find the lost Mother Nest, but do you think she might also take control of the 'Shadow World' in the process?"

"I've said it before, the authority and symbols of the two of you are quite similar."

(End of this chapter)