Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 55 Addicted to Card Games

Passing through the spirit world, Ron arrived at a devastated battlefield. The city before him had been razed to the ground, and Mahamus, who had been desperately defending the city, was nowhere to be seen.

"That demigod escaped."

When Dessol Einhorn saw Ron arrive, he gave a brief explanation of the battle situation.

He was holding the level 0 sealed artifact of the "Red Sacrifice" pathway in his hand.

"Looks like you've gotten what you wanted?"

Ron, seeing the hunter's smug look, didn't hold back and directly pointed at him with words.

Now that you've gotten what you wanted, shouldn't I get my payment?

The astute hunter naturally understood Ron's implied meaning. He pointed to the golden sun falling on the city, and the meaning couldn't be clearer.

"Ahem, Mr. Time, that sealed artifact is your reward, but I don't have the ability to put it away for the time being. However, it shouldn't be a problem for you."

The hunter spoke very politely, because he had witnessed firsthand that the King of Angels had held off the Divine Abomination for nearly half an hour.

This laid the foundation for his victory in the war.

As for what to do if the sealed artifact obtained from the family can't be taken back, the hunter said that's not a problem.

Once he ascends to the angel realm, no one will care about any of this, or if they do, they won't say anything!

"Oh, by the way, this is the advance payment we agreed upon!"

"Although it can't be called a prepayment right now."

As they spoke, the hunter took a short blade from the adjutant. The blade was ancient in style, deep blue in color, and wrapped with wind and lightning. It was exactly the "1" level seal artifact that Ron needed to correspond with the High Priest of Disaster.

Ron took the short blade, examined it for a while, and then put it away. Without wasting words with the hunter, he went directly to the area where 0-21 was and raised his hand to swing it.

The space folds and overlaps, forming different dimensions. These dimensions are like sheets of paper, flexibly enveloping 0-21, thus completing the seal.

Although 0-21 can dissolve everything, the distance between these layers of space is so vast that even the light of 0-21 cannot reach them.

From the outside, it appeared as if Ron simply waved his hand, covering the "0" level sealed artifact with a shell of blue light, thus completing the seal.

"As expected of the King of Angels..."

As the thought flashed through Dessall Einhorn's mind, before he could even make a few friendly remarks, Ron's figure slowly faded and disappeared from the real world.

"As expected of the King of Angels..."

The hunter shook his head and sighed inwardly once again.

……

In the pitch-black, directionless spirit world, Ron put down the cross pendant he was holding.

He had just sent a trade message to the navigator, but had not received a response.

Compared to the hunter, who is practically a local tyrant in the southern continent, the navigator seems to be in a less free environment, which makes him dare not easily contact the members of the gathering under normal circumstances.

After waiting for a while without any response, Ron expressionlessly put away the pendant.

He was concerned about the Ghost Empire, but not in a hurry, because time was the least valuable thing to him.

After finishing this commission, Ron opened his "King's Treasury" and carefully counted his gains over the past few days.

Nearly 30,000 pounds in banknotes and gold were piled up in an inconspicuous corner.

The Thief Demigod's characteristics include the main materials from Sequence Nine to Sequence Four, which is part of Hazel's beginner's gift pack.

The Orchid Dagger, a magical item corresponding to the High Priest of Disaster, is nothing special; it just awaits the Navigator's reply so it can be traded away.

Ron ignored the puppet's extraordinary characteristics and the parts that the divine abomination had exploded.

0-21, Divine Favor. This sealed item is the most valuable thing in all of Ron's collection, and the only one that is barely worth looking at.

He had intended to give it to his newly recruited subordinate, but after thinking for a few seconds, Ron felt that Seara probably wouldn't like it, and that he couldn't use it anyway, so he could only leave it to gather dust in the warehouse.

The Primal was quite interested in this sealed artifact, and He frantically demanded that Ron pulverize 0-21 and then absorb it into His body.

However, His beautiful wish was destined to be unfulfilled, so He could only watch helplessly as the Sequence Two characteristics slipped away from Him.

"Time to head back. I wonder how that card-loving guy is doing with his business?"

The guy who loves playing cards is the illusory future that Ron summoned after leaving Blackthorn Security.

Because he currently only possesses a single, sequence-one authority that is not unique, he has no idea how well his future self is handling matters.

He could only inquire about the progress every two days through his own spiritual connection with his mysticism.

However, the replies he received were always perfunctory, such as "It's being processed, it's being processed," or "It'll be done soon."

Ron always had a feeling that these things were unreliable, but he couldn't do anything to them because he wasn't as strict with himself as he was with others.

Strict with others, lenient with oneself—that's exactly what this pillar of society is all about.

The pitch-black spirit world and the seven different colored beams of light before him slowly faded, and Ron returned to Blackthorn Security Company once again.

"I am the God of Cards!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Only two cards left!"

As soon as he returned, Ron heard his own voice humming smugly. Looking up, he saw that the guy who loved playing cards was playing "Fight for Evil" with Frye and Luo Yao. It seemed that the three of them were quite familiar with each other.

Upon seeing this, Ron's hands unconsciously clenched. No one noticed his appearance because he had not returned to the correct reality.

Ron was having a pretty good run of luck with his cards. Although both of his cards were singles, they were a 10 and a King respectively.

As long as no one can control him from now on, this game is almost a guaranteed win.

Before he could enjoy his triumph for long, Ron suddenly felt a familiar presence behind him, and the hairs on his back stood on end, breaking out in a cold sweat.

He realized what had happened in an instant, and his toes nervously tapped the floor.

"Ahem, Mr. Cohen, I'll leave this to you. I'm going to the restroom."

While playing cards, Ron coughed lightly to cover up his intentions, and before Cohen, who was watching the commotion, could respond, he shoved the cards into Ron's hand.

He jumped off the stool and ran quickly to the restroom.

As soon as Ron entered the bathroom and locked the door, before he could even begin to explain, he heard a cold snort.

"Hmph, how come our card master looks so disheveled!?"

"Perhaps I should design a special name for you."

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