Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 542 The First Creator!

"Primordial, Mysterious, you two bastards!"

Pacing back and forth, deep in thought, the handsome young man pressed hard against his chest and right eye, but ultimately could only curse repeatedly in his heart in despair.

"I'm not pure anymore!!!"

Although his body has been defiled for thousands of years, Ron is still not used to it.

However, there was nothing that could be done about it. When his authority exploded into parts that became characteristics, and became exactly the same as this world, he had already lost.

Otherwise, where would Ron Sothos, an alien god, get his source and uniqueness?

The reason for this is a kind of assimilation; his power has become a characteristic, and his authority and traits have become source matter and uniqueness.

What's even more infuriating is that two bastards actually formed a threesome with him, a true threesome where they were intertwined.

This is something that even an uncle can tolerate, but an aunt can't!

"At the time, I was only thinking about escaping and achieving my goal. Who knew something dirty was following us?"

Just thinking about the chaotic battle back then gave Ron a huge headache.

If those two could be expelled from my body, that would be the best outcome. Not only would it extinguish their will within this body, but it would also end my bizarre fusion with the "original".

But imagination is beautiful, while reality is cruel.

Separation is not something Ron can do in his current state, because it is a rule of aggregation, one of the unchanging underlying logics of this world.

If it could be modified, leaving only a simple division, then all the gods would probably lose their unity and explode into a whole bunch of parts.

It's just a poorly assembled piece!

The handsome young man stroked his chin, quietly calming himself down and not dwelling too much on these old stories. He then turned his bright golden eyes to look at the Elf King beside him.

"How did you get here? I mean, through the gray fog seal, from the seabed? Or by digging a tunnel? Or is there some special method?"

The boy frowned slightly, seemingly genuinely puzzled, because even after observing the Elf King's entire past in his presence, Ron had not found any valuable clues.

Just like those valuable things, they are hidden, taken away, or covered up by something!

"This is most likely the effect of the source matter. In order not to leave any record in history, the 'Ultimate Gate' personally removed the corresponding time node."

Once removed, it would mean that the Elf King appeared in the Eastern Continent without any logic, and even Ron himself would be unable to go back to the time when the Elf King traveled through time and take the opportunity to pass through the seal with Him.

"I came from a dream!"

Dream?

Are you dreaming?

The boy silently rolled his eyes, about to ask a question to see if there was any unexpected gain, when he saw Sunia Solem say seriously:

"I don't know if it was a dream, I only know that there was a real ocean, land and air there."

"There is an ancient civilization in the ocean called Atlantis. I also met the people of that world. Their ships were made of steel and did not need sails. Their cannons were very powerful."

"The note I gave you was from a dream. Ha, if I couldn't return to this world, I'd probably think that was reality!"

His hoarse and arrogant tone was filled with unnoticed frustration and anger. As he spoke through gritted teeth, he stirred up a visible gale that blew everything in the palace flying everywhere, breaking and deforming it, before finally stopping.

"Look there, like those earthenware jars and wine cups. All the people in my tribe are dead, and I'm the only one left!"

Dude, why are you so angry? You're an ancient god, why are you so concerned about this?

Ignoring the mad Elf King beside him, the boy lowered his eyes, unconsciously stroking the paper in his hand, and murmured:

"At the time, I observed the whole world but found no trace of Atlantis. I initially thought it was sealed away on the western continent, but now it seems to be a real world."

As for why Ron was so sure, it was because the note he brought out from Atlantis was a real item.

"It's not that the 'Ultimate Gate' hasn't tried to break the seal, but something is suppressing it. That's right, even other source substances are affected here, let alone the 'Ultimate Gate'?"

"That's interesting."

The handsome young man glanced at the Elf King again and asked in his usual tone:

"I don't see any other traits mixed in with yours. Where did your 'Tyrant' trait come from? Your sanity seems to be well preserved. You didn't directly devour traits to become a god, did you?"

"Also, were you a god before you came from the Western Continent?"

The boy's questions, like a barrage of bullets, roused Sunia Solem from her reverie. This beautiful elf, whose features, when combined, made her even more striking, didn't keep her in suspense, speaking in a thunderous voice:

"I wasn't a god at first. You said you'd help me become one and made me try many rituals. If you really knew the situation in the Western Continent, you'd know that 'gods' aren't well-liked there. I had no choice but to leave!"

Oh, and there's a hint of resentment in her voice~

Ron pursed his lips, a thousand thoughts flashing through his mind, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, and he deduced a possibility of escaping the Western Continent.

"First of all, the dream that Sunia Solem spoke of is real; it's a complete and tangible reality. Creating it wouldn't be difficult for me."

"Secondly, this real world doesn't belong to the spirit realm, nor to the astral realm. Logically, it's probably independent of this universe. No, that's not right; it should be both integrated and independent. If it's completely independent, then the Elf King most likely won't be able to return."

"So, letting that other version of myself only exist as a dream is, in a way, like using someone as a guinea pig—how ruthless!"

"When Sonia Solem entered this world carrying the characteristics of 'uniqueness' and the Tripartite Sequence One, it meant that logically she had separated from the Western Continent, and it also meant that 'uniqueness' had separated from this universe."

"If the aggregation effect truly exists, it would not allow this situation to occur. This is the fundamental logic, regardless of distance or differences in the world, unless 'initially' truly did not want to live."

"So, the Eastern Continent, with the most adjacent routes, became the final destination. If I'm not mistaken, that final real world must have strengthened the logical connection with this world, which is why the Elf King successfully escaped?"

"If I want to enter the Western Continent, all I need is a medium to rewind time and follow the Elf King!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful!!!"

After sorting out the logical sequence of events, Ron couldn't help but smile. He clenched his right fist and placed it on his left palm, making him look like a blooming golden sunflower, giving people a profound sense of holiness.

Without hesitation, he took out all the unique characteristics and unique features of the "error" and the "door" pathway, sealed them all, kicked them out of this world, and used his authority to hide them.

I'll make you reunite in your next life!

Ron originally thought that these two unique items would help break the seal, so he did not entrust them to anyone for safekeeping before returning to the Second Age.

But now that I think about it, isn't this just a aggregation effect?

So get as far away as possible. Although he is currently unable to leave this world due to the loss of some of his authority, Ron can still touch and see the boundaries of this universe.

The boy shook the note in his hand, then closed his eyes and carefully sensed the mystical connections on it.

Suddenly, in a fleeting moment, his eyes shone with an endless radiance, making the handsome young man's long, curled eyelashes appear like butterfly wings, both light and beautiful.

Everything in the entire Elf Palace suddenly began to regress, countless logical sequences began to regress in a regular manner, and even the ancient gods and outer gods who occupied the entire world were no exception.

In that instant, or perhaps after eternity, Ron saw Sunia Solem at the bottom of the sea, her eyes closed and her body in an abstract state.

As Ron had predicted, the Elf King did indeed escape the Western Continent, which was sealed with the "original" rank, in this way.

Without waiting or hesitation, Ron grabbed Sunia Solem's arm and began the rewind once again.

Knowing full well that there are tigers in the mountains, yet still venturing into the tiger's den, Ron knew, even with a fool's eye, that there would be a bunch of ambushes waiting for him in the Western Continent.

This involves not only the elusive and mysterious Lord of Dogs, but also the "Beginning" who seems to have foreseen everything.

But what could Ron do?

In this malicious world, how can you outmaneuver others without risking your life?

However, these teenagers didn't care. For ordinary people, death is a fear of the unknown and pain, but for Ron, it was just a fleeting moment in the past.

Just as it has always been, just as it is now, and just as it will be in the future.

The world suddenly turned upside down, and the paper in her hand transformed into countless layers of dimensions, constantly unfolding outwards. In an instant, it seemed to transform into a universe or a world, and those lively golden eyes reflected all the scenes that the Elf King had experienced.

Ancient yet magnificent Atlantis, the world's aircraft carrier, and the ancient gray mist hidden deep in the ocean, concealed within dark caves, completely invisible.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun, Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun"

From the hazy gray fog, ancient and distant prayers could be heard. The sound was layered and like a dream, so intoxicating that just hearing it would drive one insane, twist one's thoughts, and make one want to immediately kneel and fawn over the owner of the sound.

"Fortunately, I have enough helpers. Otherwise, with the Dead Ghost around, who knows what kind of accident might have happened. But in essence, the guy who helped me is also the 'original one.' What a contradiction. Perhaps this is the manifestation of the split."

If aggregation can influence destiny and transcend the logic of all rules, then its equivalent, division, may well reach the same level.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the ancient gray mist surged like boiling water.

It struggled desperately, refusing anything from outside the world from entering the seal.

However, Master Luo is tall and strong; how could such a thin membrane seal possibly stop him!?

Time continued to rewind, and after traversing an infinitely far or infinitely near distance, Ron Sothos finally stepped onto the ground.

Looking around, all that could be seen was desolation.

Yet, atop this desolation, stands an ancient, profound, yet radiant and magnificent door. Countless twisted and chaotic lines, yet brimming with logic and artistic beauty, captivate anyone who glances upon it, drawing them in with their mysteries.

On either side of the giant gate, there is boundless brilliance and splendor. Miracles and destiny converge here, and logic and truth intertwine. These concepts are abstracted into lines that are both distorted and smooth. With just the naked eye, one can see all the truths.

Countless things converge here, like stars in the sky or sand on the beach, an endless array that dazzles the eye.

At this moment, all logic in the world seems to be useless; only that magnificent, dazzling gate transcends everything, dominates everything, and looks down upon everything.

Ron looked up and suddenly felt a chilling gaze fixed on him from behind the door, as if it were tangible.

In an instant, the two wills within the boy, which had been suppressed to the extreme, were reactivated and became active again. In a short time, they broke free from Ron's suppression and seemed to instinctively merge into one, as if they were about to come together.

"grass!"

Meeting that gaze, Ron did not back down, but instead stepped forward to meet his eyes.

Ron's guess was correct; his condition was indeed related to the person behind the door. Whether he agreed or not, the boy's current body was a combination of three.

In essence, it can be said to be the "smallest initial stage".

But that's not what Ron finds most frustrating. What's truly frustrating is that his current state is directly linked to "the beginning."

Ron's trinity represents fusion, while the "original" will transcends everything, syncing with Ron's state and eroding the "Ultimate Gate".

This seems to be exploiting a loophole in the rules, creating a bug, or interfering with fate.

"How is this possible?" ×3

Three voices exploded simultaneously within Ron's body, then fell silent at the same time.

The Old Celestial Venerable and the Old God are even more incredible. Since there were remnants of their original will, what are they?

But in the next instant, three more sounds rang out simultaneously.

"Fools/idiots/stupid donkeys, that's not us/you, that's just a program, a remnant, pre-programmed mentality!"

The three good brothers spoke in unison, mocking each other.

Ron's voice was filled with relief, Celestial's voice with realization, and the Primal's voice even carried a hint of regret.

It's clear that He really wanted to stab Ron.

Two cuts.

If the original will truly existed in its entirety, it would have inevitably coalesced long ago, leaving no room for Ron.

boom!!!

Suddenly, a deafening roar that seemed to echo throughout the world came from behind the door, one after another, wave after wave, rapid like the beat of a drum, as if something was about to burst out from inside.

In a moment of silence, amidst the struggle against the two stubborn wills within him.

The door opened!

(End of this chapter)