Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 541 The Initial Big Move

Before transmigrating, Amanisis was a genuine European white-clan person, and she understood Ron's actions at that moment.

"Is that... teasing the dog?!"

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he stopped in his tracks and retreated rapidly.

Such arrogance will get people killed!

Clearly, the Goddess of Misfortune, who had only been in this world for a few years, was still just an ordinary human.

Faced with this situation, he couldn't bring himself to let Ron face it alone, yet he was also afraid that Fregra, the King of the Dire Wolves, would take all his anger out on him.

"Suckling"

Ron Sothos, with one hand in his pocket, approached the eight-legged wolf that resembled a small mountain. Completely unaware of what an opponent he was, he called out to it twice, seeing that it was fast asleep.

This extremely penetrating sound was even more piercing than the thunderous roar of the Elf King, but after only two sounds...

The boy then saw the enormous wolf, its fur blurred at the edges, open its blood-red eyes.

Its blood-red eyes were filled with savagery and madness, and its cruel lips parted in a cruel grin, as darkness silently surged from the wolf's body, capable of destroying everything.

"roar!!!"

"die!"

Anyone who dares to disturb His slumber shall die!

With a loud roar, the Destruction Wolf Fregra fully awoke and opened its mouth to bite at the blond boy.

A silent darkness surged, enveloping the entire temple completely, even severing the passage to the outside world from Amanisis who followed in.

Damn it! I shouldn't have come in!

The Goddess of Misfortune gritted her teeth, seemingly wanting to forcefully break through the authority of the ancient gods and escape, but facing the true god who wields "night," she, as a Sequence One, was indeed somewhat inadequate.

At this moment, fear, trepidation, and terror emanating from the darkness surged into Amanisis's heart like bubbles, causing her to consider giving up many times.

That's it, give up, stop struggling!

Although the Destroyer Wolf lacks reason, its innate brutality still instills fear of darkness in many living beings.

Even His descendants, and even God, are no exception.

"You've really ruined my life! I should have just sent you here to die alone!"

Amanisis said through gritted teeth.

Then, the next second...

"What are you barking about like a dog?!"

What a clever double entendre!

Ron gave a light shout, not caring whether the wolf in front of him was his father-in-law or not, and slapped him hard across the face.

Before the mountain-sized demon wolf could even close its gaping maw, it was instantly slapped away by the boy.

Frankly speaking, this minor true god, despite having combined two paths, was still far inferior to Ron in terms of rank and level.

Using only a slap instead of a kick is already being very lenient.

Snapped--

Snapped--

Snapped--

With just three slaps, Fregra was slapped from one end of the temple to the other.

At this moment, Miss Demon Wolf, who had only been in this world for less than a year, stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.

How is this possible? Is this even human?!

Those are ancient gods who have existed for who knows how long!

Is this all an act?

The scene before her was so horrifying that Amanisis's eyes widened and her breath almost stopped.

He couldn't believe that the boy he had struck up a conversation with on the street possessed such skill, managing to slap the Destruction Wolf Fregra so hard that he was powerless to fight back.

What a status this is! What kind of power and authority does this possess?!

The pillar's slaps echoed loudly, each blow like a powerful planetary impact.

"How was it? Did you feel better? That wolf has bullied you a lot, hasn't it?"

"Amanisis, this is quite a rare sight. I've never seen you crying and being bullied like this before. To be honest, I feel rather sorry for you."

With a kick, the Destruction Wolf, which was lying like a dead dog, was sent aside. The handsome young man took two steps forward and looked at the Wolf Miss, who was still unable to hide her emotions and whose cunning was quite immature.

People always change. Even the greatest people in the world may have played in the mud and peed when they were young.

"You did this for me?"

Brother, what have I done to deserve this...?

"Of course! If not for you, then for whom!?"

The boy nodded, his ponytail swaying on his head, making him look incredibly cute.

"But I don't know you," Miss Wolf asked cautiously.

"Amanisis, you're so heartless! Your future self was begging and crying to become my Star Fury!"

"They've already turned their backs on us so quickly?"

"?"

Human language?

What nonsense are you spouting?!

What do you mean I have to beg you to be my Star Fury Force?!

People can be narcissistic, but not to this extent!

The black, fitted but not glamorous linen skirt took two steps back as its owner stepped back.

"You're so strange. How do you know what I'll be like in the future? Do you have the ability to foresee the future?"

After hesitating for a while, Amanisis decided to talk things out, considering the boy's strength in defeating the Destruction Wolf with a few slaps.

Compared to Ron's claim of coming from the future, his prophetic abilities and authority to foresee the future clearly align more closely with Amanisis's speculation.

This time, however, the boy simply shook his head, his handsome, slightly chubby face displaying an expression of knowing that heaven's secrets could not be revealed.

"Just think of it that way. History has changed, but the outcome won't. I look forward to our next meeting."

He pulled Miss Wolf's arm over, and with his palm moving upwards, healed the three deep, bone-revealing wounds. He tilted his head and said:

"That way it won't hurt."

Oh my god, such a kind and gentle man!

Without giving Amanisis a chance to say anything, Ron pointed to Fregra, the king of the dire wolves, who was lying there like a dead dog.

"You don't need to worry about Him taking revenge on you. It will take Him at least a hundred years to recover."

"I was going to lend you a hand, but after thinking it over, I realized that becoming a god is something you have to do yourself, so I'm not going to interfere!"

Seeing the puzzled, confused, and shy expression on the beautiful young woman's face, Ron couldn't help but go up and tease her a few times.

Such a reaction from Amanisis is rare. Apart from the first time she was pinned down by him, this cunning wolf has never shown a similar expression again.

Without lingering for long, Ron released Miss Wolf's hand and vanished from the spacious temple.

"Wait, I haven't asked your name yet!"

You'll find out later.

In the empty void, only a lofty and ethereal voice echoed, lingering in Miss Demon Wolf's ears for a long time.

"It feels like a dream."

Although he wasn't a hero who descended from the sky to help him, he did what He had always wanted to do but was unable to.

Slapping an ancient god in the face—how can the word "satisfying" even begin to describe it?

Ancient Elf Island.

"Damn it, that dog can't change its ways. No matter what I do, it has to interfere. If this continues, I'm thinking of handing over the coastal territory to that idiot Olmir, so he can experience what it's like to be targeted by a mad dog!"

In a magnificent palace built of coral, gemstones, and boulders, a man in a simple, loose robe wields a lightning spear and roars as he hurls it onto the palace floor.

A deafening roar of thunder echoed as the tyrant's authority caused all the elven servants in the palace to bow their heads.

"Elf King" Sunia Solem is the man Ron has been searching for for so long without success.

"Damn beast!"

Another bolt of lightning flashed, accompanied by a swift and rapid thunderclap, as if it could no longer contain its anger.

At this moment, the female elf, seated beside the throne, dressed in magnificent attire and with a slightly arrogant demeanor, spoke:

"Your Majesty, Fregra is nothing to worry about. As you said, he is just a mad dog with no intelligence. If conditions permit, he can even fight the demons to the death."

"He's blocking me now, what does that have to do with those demons!?"

Sunia Solem clearly didn't understand what Goshinam meant, and angrily threw a golden goblet away.

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The "Queen of Natural Disasters" pursed her lips, but ultimately decided to be more direct.

"I think we can create some conflict between giants, vampires, and dire wolves. We can't let that mad dog Fregra target only us. Since we're allies, they should also do their part."

As soon as He finished speaking, the vast palace fell into silence, with only the Elf King's heavy breathing echoing in the hall.

The maids guarding the palace gates and those standing inside lowered their heads even further, fearing that they might incur the king's wrath if they were not careful.

Just then, a slightly cheerful but out-of-place youthful voice came from the palace entrance.

"Hey, good morning, Shatas. It's a pity you don't know me at this time."

"Good morning, Gohchinam. You in the future would never have imagined that we would meet so early. History has changed, but logic has not."

The familiar voice was very confident. The guards in the palace looked in the direction of the voice and saw a handsome young man of short stature stepping into the palace.

Ron greeted them politely, then immediately looked at the Elf King, who was in a fit of rage.

The elven king, with his pointed, high-set ears and handsome appearance, did not fly into a rage as expected upon seeing the boy. Instead, he reflexively took a half-step back.

Seeing this, the blond boy said leisurely:

"Have you seen me before?"

This fearless and somewhat arrogant attitude stunned everyone in the palace, but under the Elf King's gaze, no one dared to utter a sound.

"I've seen you! To be precise, I've seen someone similar to you. I thought you were dead in my dreams."

"You all go down first, let me have a proper talk with Him."

Sunia Solem lived up to his title of "Tyrant," his authority among the elves was beyond question. As soon as he finished speaking, the guards and maids bowed, as did the elven queen.

He looked at Ron carefully, scrutinized him for a few seconds but found nothing special, so he bowed and left the palace at a moderate pace.

Ron was somewhat surprised when he saw this, but after a moment's thought, he understood what was going on.

Those who have seen someone similar to Him are not merely superficially similar in appearance, but may also share similar temperament, authority, and status.

"Huh? I've never seen you before. Does that mean you and I are quite familiar?"

The boy didn't stand on ceremony and sat casually on the throne that belonged to the Elf King.

The Elf King, Sonia Solem, merely blinked, seemingly unfazed, and said directly:

"You were in my dreams for hundreds of years, no, it should be another version of you, until I finally came to this continent as you said, and only then did I find true peace."

"That gray fog, though annoying, has also blocked your unreasonable and noisy behavior; it's truly a good thing."

???

Even tyrants can mock now?

I recognized her in her eyes; she was definitely the right person.

"Another me? You don't seem too surprised to see me." Ron frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"Yes, He warned me that you would come knocking on my door sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"The other you asked me to give you a small item, which He said only you can see."

As they were talking, the Elf King mimicked Ron's usual habit of reaching into his pocket and stuffed a piece of paper, enveloped in a ghostly blue light and imbued with the aura of primal energy, into Ron's hand.

"As expected, it was my source essence. Although my death was rather hasty, given how much time has passed, if the source essence is intact and in good condition, it's not impossible that some will or instinct would remain."

Ron took the note without a word. He gently rubbed it between his fingers, breaking the seal and revealing the long-sealed information.

There were two words clearly written on the note.

help me!

"grass!!!"

Ron cursed inwardly, the same palpitation he felt on the White Agate returning, but the boy wasn't afraid; he just felt that something so simple had become so troublesome.

The three merged into one, the western continent, its own source essence is inactive, it involves the Elf King, it instinctively senses danger, and a mysterious dog lurks around. All of this seems to be covering something up, waiting for something.

Scenes from the past flashed through his mind. After seeing the information conveyed by the source, Ron immediately understood who was behind all of this.

"Since I and the Mysterious Ones were able to merge together, it undoubtedly indicates that a portion of my authority has been assimilated. Regardless of the extent, this is a symbolic beginning."

"Symbolism is more important than anything else. Although the mysterious and the primordial ultimately split, at the very peak, the aggregate monster that sought to devour me to achieve complete balance may not be so. Time cannot separate me, nor can it necessarily separate Him."

"The River of Eternal Darkness is probably a trap too. I instinctively ruled out that option to avoid the possibility of the primordial will regrouping and reviving within my body. Since characteristics can be aggregated, the will must be able to as well, only lacking certain guidance. And this guidance can only, and must, be provided by the primordial will that has achieved a certain balance."

"That's really cunning. I almost fell for it. If I had gone to the Western Continent like that..."

Ron's face darkened again at the thought.

His essence is in the Western Continent; this is an open conspiracy, so we have no choice but to go!

The other version of Him was already in grave danger from the very beginning, desperately trying to remind Him that the Elf King might have been His doing, but given His overwhelming advantage at the outset, this was all He could do.

Ron was also very troubled at this time. His two "good brothers" had become a time bomb. After all, he had already lost half the battle when he was forced to merge at the beginning.

(End of this chapter)