Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 570 Who is the most despicable one?!

"You are...the...time...angel...Among!"

The witch, whose face was distorted and inhuman, finally realized what was happening. Her body, which was already trembling from the pain, trembled even more violently, and she could no longer muster the slightest thought of resistance.

At that moment, she had never felt death so close to her.

Neither the murmurs from the King of Angels nor the unknowing control over her body were things she could resist in her current state.

Am I going to die here today?

Despair overwhelmed Triss's thoughts in an instant.

She had already sacrificed her soul to the primordial chaos, and clearly saw hope for revenge, so why did it turn out like this?!

"Hahaha……"

At this extremely dangerous moment, Triss Chick actually laughed.

"Hahahaha... It's all your fault, all your fault! Why did you force me like this? Why is fate treating me like this?!"

She screamed in despair, her eyes filled with bloodshot hatred, completely disregarding the Time Angel's threat, like a true madwoman.

After putting himself in the other person's shoes, Amon finally adjusted his monocle and replied:

Why would I treat you like this?

"Don't be so nervous. You're probably an evil person, and evil will be punished. After all, fate is just as mysterious to me."

That one sentence completely silenced Triss's cynical anger, and she seemed to recall the "archbishop" of the Church of the God of Time and Space whom she had met a few days ago.

Why do you all speak with the same accent?

"You...you don't understand at all. I was forced into this. I..."

"Yes, yes, I believe you were forced. You were forced to have sex with men, you were forced to seduce men, and you were forced to give men food."

"It must have been really tough on you. You're a man, yet you've been forced into this situation. I really don't know who went too far."

Adjusting the wizard's pointed soft hat, Amon angrily swung his fist and launched a three-hit combo at the witch's vulnerable heart.

If you're going to be bad, then be completely bad. Why do you have to care about morality?

The witch is indeed a contradictory product of Chick's will.

Triss's face, covered in translucent fleshy buds, suddenly became extremely interesting.

"You...you...you..."

An indescribable anger and frustration exploded within me, and all the hurtful comments I'd been subjected to these past few days flooded my mind.

"Wow……"

Her face turned a purplish-red, like a pig's liver, and as expected, she fainted without being able to catch her breath.

Ammon was quite surprised. He pushed up his monocle and leaned over to look, only to find that the witch's emotions were so intense that blood vessels in some areas of her head had ruptured, causing a large amount of blood to spill out.

He innocently shrugged and looked up at the sky.

"Oh, it's not my fault. I had symptoms of a brain hemorrhage several days ago."

"Of course, I have a way for you to use the Source Castle to treat her, but the prerequisite is that I have to teach you personally."

Klein paused for a moment, his mind seemingly unable to process what was happening. He instinctively reached into the crimson star, trying to pull Amon onto the Source Castle.

But the next second, Ron's crimson star suddenly lit up, and Klein appeared in the luxurious, gold-plated bathroom, completely bewildered.

Mr. Fool stared blankly for two seconds before he came to his senses.

"I've been kicked out of Source Castle!?"

"No, that bastard Amon just tricked me!!!"

"I was misled by that last sentence!"

"He acted very compliantly and without any threat before, just so I would willingly pull him up?"

This is not due to the influence and application of extraordinary abilities, but rather stems from psychological manipulation and verbal deception.

If it were an extraordinary ability, Source Castle would definitely react in a way that would make it easy for Klein to detect.

However, this stems from a battle of intelligence and experience, and Yuanbao really can't help, since it doesn't have that function.

"As expected, that bastard hasn't given up his evil intentions... But why was I kicked out of Source Castle?"

"I remember the last crimson star that lit up belonged to Ron..."

Klein gritted his teeth, just about to pretend to press the toilet flush button, when the bathroom door was kicked open with a bang.

"Are you trying to die?!"

"You dragged Amon up to Yuanbao, why didn't you just drag Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun up there directly?!"

The blond boy's skillful knuckle-breaking technique has resurfaced after many years.

Without using any authority, he simply knocked the Puppet Master to the ground and dragged him out of the restroom.

"Let go, it hurts, it hurts..."

Ron remained completely unmoved by Klein's screams, seemingly determined to teach this dim-witted guy a lesson.

After being dragged to the sofa, the handsome young man finally let go and sat back down, continuing to write and draw on the stack of papers on the table.

[On the Influence of Authority and Underlying Rules]

The impact of extraordinary characteristics and the logical priority of underlying rules

Can extraordinary features be aggregated and deceived, and to what extent?

[Detailed Explanation of Personality and Symbolism: The Conflict and Reintegration of Wills]

Once willpower becomes a part of one's personality, will it retain its individuality, or will it become a puppet replica of the original self?

These densely packed papers were tainted with the very essence of knowledge; Klein couldn't take his eyes off them after just one glance.

It wasn't that he was born with a love of learning, but rather that this knowledge seemed to come from the essence of the world.

Just like the precise answer to the ultimate question of what the universe is, no living being can resist the allure of this knowledge.

"Snap out of it."

The blond boy shook the paper, covering up all his calculations.

Klein remained silent for a moment, feeling an absolute crushing blow in terms of intelligence and wisdom.

Only when the water level drops will we know who is swimming naked.

In his mind, Ron would always be a carefree little brat. However, the other's wise and knowledgeable demeanor just now made him feel utterly humiliated.

That's weird, really weird!

"Uh... Luo..."

Just then, Klein opened his mouth to say something, only to see the little brat, who had been busy writing and drawing, wave his hand dismissively.

"I am currently in a semi-fusion with the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang. In a sense, I am equal to Him. As for how I control the Source Castle, let's not waste time asking such a pointless question."

"..."

Mr. Fool was rebuffed, then nodded in understanding.

However, Ron's expression still made Klein, who was only a Sequence 5, feel a little worried.

What is a semi-fused state?

"Luo..."

"Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters!"

I haven't even asked yet!

Klein sighed in frustration. Seeing that the blond boy was unwilling to say more, he did not persist.

"Ron, can Amon be trusted?"

Why ask that?

Ron raised his head, his golden eyes fixed on Klein without blinking.

you still need to ask?

Of course, I wasn't confident in this seemingly cheerful guy!

Although he thought that way, Klein couldn't bring himself to say such cowardly words.

After thinking for a moment, he began to make up a story:

"When He saw me, He wanted to recognize me as His godfather, but I always felt that He was deceiving me."

unbelievable.

Is Ah Meng really that despicable?!

Ron raised his handsome eyebrows, never expecting that the honest and unassuming Klein would also go astray.

"Why don't you say that Amon is actually mute, and that he only speaks to you as a pretense to get closer to you?"

The boy rolled his eyes before moving on to the Q&A session.

"Amon, you can believe, but don't believe everything."

"You need to understand that although He has a nose, two eyes, and a mouth just like you, He is not human. Your views are too narrow, and you keep judging this guy disguised as a human by human values ​​of good and evil."

"To Him, taking over your Source Castle and helping you hold a few Tarot meetings is just a little joke. As for randomly parasitizing other humans, it doesn't mean that He is so bad. Rather, these are just some subconscious behaviors in Him, no different from your instinct to eat when you are hungry."

"Do lions, tigers, and black bears need a reason to eat people? Do they need to consider whether their actions are right or wrong? Do they need to take into account what others think?"

"That's why you're bound to be at a disadvantage. And here's a more concrete example: you're not a dog, so how could you know the deliciousness of excrement?"

What kind of analogy is that?

Klein suddenly realized something, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, as he finally understood some blind spots in his own thinking that he hadn't noticed.

He took a moment to process Ron's answer, then suddenly asked, as if his mind had gone blank:

"And what about you? You're not human either, so how am I supposed to judge you?"

Ron was speechless for a moment, never expecting that such a stupid thing could exist in the world, even though he usually seemed quite clever.

"Perhaps, handing him over to Amon forging was a hasty decision. This guy's going to be played to death, won't he?"

At that moment, applause erupted from the magnificent living room, and the Time Angel suddenly appeared, mocking:

"Klein, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? You actually want to measure a god. There are many ways to die, like jumping off the Backlund Bridge. There's no need to use such a laughable method."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Upon hearing this, Ron nodded.

"Just treat me like a normal person. Although I don't care about human notions of good and evil or ethics, I think this thing is pretty good, at least."

"It looks like something out of the ordinary; something that constitutes civilization isn't worthless."

"Alright, the quiz game is over. You can leave now."

At this point, Ron pointed to the stack of papers that was half a meter high.

"As you can see, I'm very busy right now."

Hearing Ron's words to see him out, Klein reluctantly stood up and glared at the Time Angel who was pointing at him and laughing.

He understood what Ron had just said: don't treat Amon like a human being, and don't treat Amon like a human being.

Klein opened his mouth, about to ask Triss what her current situation was, when Amon, wearing a pointed soft hat, spoke first:

"Klein, you can't blame me for deceiving you; if anyone's inhuman, it's Him."

The angel pointed at Ron and accused him:

"I asked this guy a long time ago what would be a reasonable way to get you to willingly give me the Source Castle, and do you know what that bastard answered?"

"He actually turned me into a woman, made me contact you as the son of the ancient sun god, and used the fact that my father fell to play the victim and gain your sympathy."

"He also said that with your personality of being a virgin for two lifetimes, it would be hard for you to resist such temptation. In the end, I will ask you for help in the name of revenge, or because I will die without the Source Castle."

"And there's an 80% chance that a fool like you, who's neither clever nor stupid, will hand over the Source Castle to me for free!"

Amon, enjoying Klein's increasingly dumbfounded expression, continued with a rather pleased look:

"Tell me, how did you come up with such a despicable idea? It's so shameless that I couldn't bear to use it and had to settle for something else."

"Should I thank you for not treating me this way?"

Klein nearly coughed up blood and immediately turned his head to question Ron with his eyes.

However, the little fish just turned his head away guiltily, picked up the paper with a disdainful look and continued to calculate and study, pretending that he knew nothing.

"Who are these people?"

Seeing this, Klein's heart finally stopped pounding. After a moment, he asked with a complex expression:

"Why do you want the Source Castle so much?"

To be honest, the reason he was able to engage in so much charades with Amon was entirely because of Ron, and because he completely failed to recognize the danger posed by Amon.

"Heh, good question. I don't know either. Maybe I just find it interesting to outwit you~" Amon replied thoughtfully.

"You're a good toy," Ron added considerately from the side.

Upon hearing this, Klein took a deep breath, feeling utterly exhausted, and skipped over the topic.

"What's wrong with Triss right now? Is she going to die from your foul mouth?"

"Heh, that witch isn't dead yet. I stole her injuries, and now it's up to you. Whatever you want to do with her is none of my business."

"Hmm~ if you still dare to answer her prayers."

Amon left behind a cryptic remark and vanished without a trace, disappearing into thin air. Klein felt a pang of guilt upon hearing this.

"That witch's buffs are almost maxed out now. She was originally the vessel for the primordial witch's divine descent, then she was watched by Ron, then she was parasitized by Amon, and finally she formed a connection with 'The Fool,' which is me."

"Perhaps she wouldn't need much force to assassinate George III; just lying in bed, and these buffs would be enough to kill him... cough cough cough, Klein, what are you thinking?"

With a thought flashing through his mind, Klein quickly shook his head, trying to shake off the most despicable and underhanded schemes and plots.

Damn it, I've become a bad person by hanging out with these despicable guys!

Without hesitation, he gave Ron a rather complicated look, then scrambled away from the luxury villa.

"Sigh~ Anyway, Triss is done now. Even if she doesn't want to cooperate with 'The Fool,' she can't. She's made contact with me. If I want to kill her, the Scepter of Poseidon will suffice."

"Next, we should carefully plan how to lure George III into a trap."

(End of this chapter)