Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 545 God: Stop fighting!

The Celestial Venerable was careless and failed to dodge, allowing Ron Sothos, now fully recovered, to catch him red-handed.

Even a cheerful boy can have bad luck, like choking on water, and the "Lord of Mysteries" is no exception.

In an instant, the scene became extremely tense, and the men were separated.

Ron Sothos approached the man, grabbing the old man's robes and trousers and pulling them down until his muscular chest and white buttocks were exposed, and he wouldn't let go.

"Damn it, you bastard, let go, let go, fucking let go right now!!!"

A gentle breeze blew, and the old man felt a chill on his backside. He cursed and kicked hard, trying to fool Ron into letting go so he could pull up his pants.

However, times have changed. The blond boy clinging to His leg was like a stubborn fool, refusing to let go no matter what "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" did.

As the saying goes, "a dog looks down on people, is despicable, extremely selfish, evil, and tasteless." The "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" never imagined that at the last moment, his "good brother" would actually drag him down to share joys and sorrows.

I thought that once Ron returned to full strength, he would have some amazing skill to suppress the aggregation and pull off a big move, but it turns out he just pulled off a huge mess.

The radiance surrounding the boy remained unchanged. Ron, now displaying a smug and sabotaging demeanor, lowered his body and instantly dragged the old Celestial Venerable to the ground.

"You freak, stop struggling. Just give in to me. Once I've extracted all your essence, you can die!!!"

"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!!!"

Upon hearing this, the old Celestial was enraged and yelled repeatedly. This selfish and despicable fellow never dreamed that Ron would drag Him into this mess like a madman.

If you're going to die, can you please not drag me down with you?!

"Fatball, do you want to die? It's not too late to turn back now. Once the 'Fool's' uniqueness begins to converge, you'll never be able to escape!!!"

The voice of the "Lord of Mysteries" echoed in layers, sounding entirely illusory. Unable to break free from the relentless assault, the old celestial being, with tears in his eyes, had no choice but to revert to his mythical creature form. Using his slippery and flexible tentacles, he attempted to shake off the persistent Ron.

It has a self-lubricating effect; something is better than nothing.

However, a fully recovered Ron Sothos is a beast, incomparable to a broken pillar. Even with lubrication, he still cannot escape the control of a teenager.

"You dare call me 'Fat Ball'?!" Ron was quite displeased with the arrogant Celestial. "Call me Grandpa Sothos!"

My ass!

What kind of time is this to still be thinking about taking advantage?!

That scoundrel! That's outrageous!

For a fleeting moment, the tentacles of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" froze, feeling utterly humiliated.

Not caring about face doesn't mean that He, the "Lord of Mysteries," doesn't care about self-respect. He is, after all, a pillar, a great being standing at the top of the universe.

The slippery tentacles twitched, and finally, in a wicked and despicable voice, fawned, "Master Sothos, let's talk this out. Continuing like this won't do either of us any good!"

The Lord of Mysteries held up the boots of the Primal Creator and swore that He had never been so sincere in His entire life.

In order to survive, He had to make a decision that went against His own conscience and firm principles.

Upon hearing this, Ron's eyelids twitched. In the end, he didn't utter a sound but took the initiative to release the suppressive aggregation effect, causing the "Lord of Mysteries" to retreat step by step, unable to suppress the detachment of the characteristics within his body.

Just as the boy thought, rather than being restricted and struggling against the initial group he had created, he might as well drag everyone down with him so that no one would have an easy time.

Stab it! ! !

A phantom sound, as if something was being torn apart, rang out, and specks of light inevitably spilled out from within the semi-transparent, dark cloak woven from worms.

"No!!!"

"Sothos, you're a real dog!!!"

"Fuck your mother!!!"

Accompanied by a piercing, hateful, and miserable wail, as if a woman had been raped, the tentacles beneath the cloak began to tremble and wave uncontrollably.

They intertwine with gray mist and black liquid, twisting and crawling, performing miracles and fooling history, trying in various ways to prevent the separation of characteristics.

The shrill voice kept shouting and cursing, but it was all just the clown's impotent rage.

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" schemed everything, but he overlooked one thing.

That shows just how despicable Ron really is!

Frankly, all of this was quite dangerous for Ron.

The aggregation originated from within his body; this was the initial arrangement that nearly blocked all possibilities.

The extraordinary characteristic aggregation has a rather peculiar characteristic: the more characteristics there are, the more powerful the aggregation becomes. Even if Ron starts waiting for the end of the world from now on, and even if the initial aggregation will gradually diminish, it still cannot stop more characteristics from entering his body.

This is almost a dead end.

From any perspective, Ron is doomed. Once the characteristics and authority within him suppress him, it will inevitably have a severe impact on his will and body.

For example, it can be assimilated, or degenerate into a part of the original personality profile.

The mystery continued its mournful wailing; the characteristics of the Mysterious Servant had departed from Him, a loss that could not be described as unbearable.

The specks of light, drawn together by a powerful aggregation effect, instantly merged into Ron's heart.

The granulation tissue writhed and twisted like transparent worms, and blood overflowed from the surface of the heart, turning into tiny worms that burrowed into Ron Sothos's body.

"snort"

Ron gritted his teeth, his thin body seemingly exhausted, and his golden eyes flickered slightly, revealing the turmoil within him.

He never lacked the courage to surpass everything, nor did he ever doubt his own wisdom.

He is a god, possessing the unique arrogance of a deity, and will never submit to anyone.

"Ha, just as I thought. The aggregation will activate their will, causing them to vie for control of my body. And because of the 'original state,' I simply cannot escape them."

Ron, panting heavily, swung his fists as if he were insane, shattering dozens of tentacles of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" with a single punch in a rather satisfying way.

He tugged at the tentacles of the "Lord of Mysteries" again and again, completely ignoring the other's pleas and wails.

"Since you want to, then let's see who dies first!"

Pressing his forehead firmly against the illusory, cold, faceless mask, the boy spoke each word with utter madness in his golden eyes, like a gambler who had nothing left.

"Sothos, you're a madman! You're so extreme and unreasonable! Things could have been salvaged, why did you do this?!"

As the palm drew ever closer to "uniqueness," the old celestial being dropped the pretense, shedding all pretense, performance, and mask.

His tone was indifferent, his gaze icy, as if it were not him who was about to be torn away from his "uniqueness".

Although "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" is despicable and shameless, greedy for life and afraid of death, certain essential aspects of a deity will not change.

Vastness and insignificance coexist, the unpredictable and indifferent dance together. They know everything, control everything, and are indifferent to everything, even death.

The boy tore off the cold, featureless mask and then forcefully slapped it onto his face.

"Come on, didn't you want to wake up from my body? Let's see if you replace me or I climb over you to take your place."

Ron's voice was neither crazy nor fearful, nor was it as hysterical as one might imagine. Instead, it was so cold and calm that it sent chills down one's spine.

More like a scholar conducting an important experiment than a penniless gambler.

Just now, as the aggregation effect unfolded within the body, Endless Wisdom suddenly realized a serious problem.

That is, since he had already been partially assimilated, why go through all the trouble of reviving him in his body in the first place?

"Maybe there are two bastards inside me, making it easy for me to wake up?"

A thought flashed through Ron's mind, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

"No, that's a wrong viewpoint, not the essence of the matter. The 'Assembly Monster' must have seen its own success; otherwise, it certainly wouldn't have allowed two personalities to enter my body simultaneously."

Success, aggregation, division.

"I come from outside this world. In essence, I have neither aggregation nor division, nor do I possess any extraordinary characteristics or uniqueness. The 'aggregation monsters' fear that absorbing too many of their own characteristics during the assimilation process would cause them to split, so they use another method—a method in which I am the dominant force?"

"As expected of someone from the same family, how is this any different from waking up inside a corresponding god by drinking a magic potion!?"

The boy paused for a moment, then realized that there really wasn't much difference.

The only difference is that he consumed a special ability rather than a magic potion, and it was passive rather than active.

As the Fool's "uniqueness" was incorporated, Ron felt the voices in his mind become even more chaotic. His thin body swayed, but he managed to stand firm and rubbed his somewhat dizzy head.

The Celestial Venerable's insults and mockery were so noisy, but fortunately, with Ron's complete recovery, they could be suppressed for the time being.

The aggregation effect is getting bigger and more intense, so now is not a good time to argue.

The "Chaotic Sea" emerging from the ground, and the "Mother Nest" surrounding the female giant, also began to surge towards Ron like madmen.

If it weren't for the suppression from the boy and the "Fallen Mother Goddess," these two sources of essence would probably have already merged into his body.

Even though it was just suppression, Ron still gritted his teeth and dared not slacken in the slightest.

"Hahaha"

Suddenly, Ron burst into laughter without warning. He laughed so hard that two tears streamed down his face.

The omniscient and all-seeing wisdom is not useless, nor is it without purpose. Ron gathered the characteristics and uniqueness of the Old Master for two reasons: one was to resolve hidden dangers, and the other was to conduct an experiment.

He knew perfectly well that if he sat idly by and rejected the aggregation, thus distancing himself from the Lord of Mysteries, then the "Source Castle" would inevitably change hands in the next second.

Given the vengeful nature of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun," it's likely that everyone connected to him will become a secret puppet.

So even if it means mutual destruction, we can't let this guy get away!

As for the experiments, they were even simpler, and could even be described as bold and crazy.

Since the initial intention was to assimilate him, the corresponding consequences must be borne. Just as an ordinary person drinks a magic potion and becomes a god, while the magic potion transforms humans, the human spirit also influences the magic potion.

Just like what Amanisis often said after learning a foreign language, "Even if we can't stop them in the end, there will always be a part of them that belongs to me."

Assimilation is a two-way process, not simply a matter of absorption.

After Ron incorporated the characteristics of "Mysterious Servant" and the uniqueness of "Fool," his original will did indeed become active, but his status actually improved slightly.

"Ha, the more I absorb, the faster you assimilate me; the more active the will of the death monster and the narcissist, the closer you get to becoming one!"

Ron Sothos gritted his teeth and exhaled, his golden eyes gleaming. He surveyed everything across countless time and space, and in just over ten seconds, he calculated a "potion recipe".

A Mysterious Servant + Error, Fool, Door Uniqueness + Source Castle +, A Pure White Angel + Sun, Tyrant, Knowledge, Dreamer, Hanged Man Uniqueness + Chaos Sea, + Nature Walker + Mother + Red Moon + Villain Uniqueness + Mother Nest + End Walker + Logic Philosophy + Corresponding Uniqueness + Ultimate Gate = Original Creator.

This is the most logical and stable aggregation method that Ron has deduced from the present moment.

Although a lot of miscellaneous things have been discarded, once successful, a balance will be achieved and the division will cease!

However, once all these factors are combined, it becomes uncertain whether Ron is actually Ron. According to calculations, even the handsome young man himself isn't entirely confident.

However, this is not the main point, nor is it the beginning of turning the tide.

During his deductions, Ron Sothos astutely discovered that the original "Time-Space Unifier" had disappeared and been abandoned.

The boy grinned and laughed even louder.

He laughed at those who were initially reckless, originally lacking in wisdom, and whose cunning was nothing more than a clown.

"There's nothing we can do about it; at our level, you can't hide it even if you want to!"

"Hahahaha, how could I not have thought of that? Hahahaha, the 'Time-Space Unifier' cannot appear until the end of the world, until the end of the universe. Even if it does appear, it will continue to split. Hahahaha, the end, destruction, singularity, how could I not have thought of that? I should have thought of it sooner."

"Isn't this the most fundamental contradiction and division? No wonder you wanted to exclude Him and replace Him with me; are you afraid of killing yourself?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, he no longer hesitated and turned his gaze to the female giant who wanted to leave but could not move no matter what she did.

He found that one and only possibility among countless futures.

The "beginning" is not invincible, because it is itself incomplete!

"Come on, all of you, let me see what it feels like to take it a step further!"

The boy shouted excitedly, his face flushed red. He no longer suppressed the aggregation effect within him, allowing the nearest mother nest and chaotic sea to envelop his body.

"That felt so good!"

When the moon is full, it loses, and when the water is full, it overflows.

Ron must follow the recipe, bringing the aggregation and splitting to a critical point, ultimately destroying everything and causing it to collapse completely.

(End of this chapter)