Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 582 Trinity 8.1K

"The world in the mirror is always dangerous and bizarre, but this is just a minor problem for me."

"With authority lost, those true gods are all better at hiding than the last. To expose them, there must be a suitable reason."

"Although I don't know what the 'Primordial Witch' wants this vessel for, it's fortunate that Triss Chick seems to be more important than I thought. She actually dared to take the risk and descend into reality."

"Is this a provocation, or is it genuine arrogance, or some hidden scheme?"

A catastrophic star streaked across the sky, and the world after its destruction was reflected in the boy's golden eyes.

The "Primordial Witch" is considered "mysterious" among the many gods. Of course, this mystery does not refer to the origin or experience of this deity, but rather to the important role she plays in this world.

Although the "Witch Cult" is very active, the "Primordial Witch" they worship is like a salted fish comparable to a lazy writer.

They only pop up occasionally, which is quite low-key.

"Hmph, except for the name."

"The Primordial One... The Primordial One... Oh my god, could He really be having an affair with that narcissist?"

"I remember in the Second Era, that primordial bastard was about to be resurrected within the 'Ancient Sun God,' and at that time the 'Primordial Witch' had not yet become a god."

"Or perhaps, the 'Primordial Witch' is the illegitimate child of the ancient sun god?"

Ron stroked his chin, feeling as if he had stumbled upon the truth.

When deciding to confront the "Primal Witch," the great and boundless wisdom had been pondering the origin of this name.

After all, such a name that goes straight to the essence is almost like the true name of a deity. Even if there is no connection between the two parties, using this name will inevitably create a connection.

This is why Ron did not truly integrate the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" with the "City of Calamity".

If the "Lord of Mysteries" and the "Primordial Creator" had remained dead, that would have been fine. However, since Ron's awakening, these two bastards have been finding all sorts of ways to revive and sabotage things.

"Oh, who cares?"

"Even if things get worse, how much worse can they get? If I don't gather all the traits and split soon, I'll be stuck with this pile of shit for years!"

The blond boy stood up, swept his long hair past his ears back, tied it into a ponytail, and then spit out a mouthful of saliva in a rather rude manner. After looking around the magnificent hall, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Within the forest.

"Forcibly containing the power of a true god within the body of a demigod."

"Are you crazy!?"

The lush forest was in disarray, flames raged across the land, and natural disasters, like goblets thrown down from the stars by the gods, spilled all the diseases and calamities of the world, causing them to spread and collide here.

At this moment, George III finally felt the deadly threat. The angel's spiritual intuition gave a frantic warning, but no matter what He did, He could not escape the region shrouded in calamity.

Pale as death and swollen pustules as harbinger of calamity covered his entire body. The "Primal Witch" had only unleashed a portion of her power, yet she had already rendered this Sequence Two angel terminally ill and nearly dead.

"Crazy? Hahaha, maybe."

"In a world like this, in an era like this, who can avoid going mad?"

"Perhaps when I killed the first person and drank that potion, I was destined to walk this path."

"We all need to get closer to the origin, to approach the origin, but what's the point? What good will it do if we get closer? What good will it do if we don't?"

"Hahaha……"

Triss's exposed body was covered in cracks, and she looked frantic, clearly having lost all reason, only screaming incoherently out of instinct.

Her words, at first glance, contained a certain logic, but upon closer examination, one would find that they seemed to contain some extremely subtle, extremely terrifying, and extremely mysterious ramblings.

"The Trinity—Father, Son, and Holy Spirit—is both the beginning and the end..."

"Give up, surrender, and I grant you the right to be in the original Garden of Eden, where I will create male and female, and bestow upon you the authority of femininity and masculinity, to be the masters of all things..."

A vast, illusory, and majestic murmur exploded in Triss Chick's mind. Although Triss could not see at this moment, some of her senses still clearly perceived everything that was happening.

Stars revolve around, the foundation of the world trembles, and their radiance fills the sky, illuminating the entire universe and showcasing the glory of the Creator.

The next moment, Triss Chick looked up sharply and vaguely saw everything.

She saw it!

He saw it!

She let out a series of hysterical, desperate screams:

"No!!!"

"You are not the Primordial Witch!!! You are..."

Suddenly, everything fell silent again. This Sequence Four witch, this desperate witch who had tried her best to survive amidst the various forces and attempted to use the arrival of the "Primal Witch" to escape the control of the "Fool," fell into eternal silence.

The Primal Witch's condition was not normal, or rather, with the complete awakening of "God" a few months ago, this extremely low-profile true god no longer had the strength to ask the outside world for help.

The only time was when the "Red Sacrifice" used its uniqueness to fish and enforce the law in the spirit world.

This divine descent still ended in failure, but the demigod Triss Chick was unable to share the burden of the gods, even though, as a vessel for divine descent, her essence was extremely compatible with the primordial witch.

All the efforts made were unnoticed by the outside "pillar," and the "Primordial Witch" no longer had the strength to maintain the balance.

A voice from the void proclaimed that what is said will surely come to pass.

In mid-air, the figure of the blond boy suddenly appeared, his eyes sweeping over Triss Chick below. With just one glance, Ron sensed the anomaly in the "City of Calamity" and the powerful convergence of the uniqueness of the "Red Priest" in his hand.

He pushed his palm forward, and calamity burst forth from his palm, sounding the horn of destruction, instantly engulfing the jungle below, which was the size of the city of Tingen.

Trees, flowers, soil, stones, and even insects, rats, leopards, black bears—all living and non-living things—were utterly reduced to nothingness by the power of the calamity.

Even the basic particles cease to exist, returning to the state of nothingness at the beginning of the Creator's creation of the world, returning to the state of "0".

"Ah, there's one more I've missed. With my current abilities, I really can't forcibly destroy extraordinary traits unless I'm equal to the original rank. Otherwise, traits that are destroyed will just return to me."

Ron's gaze swept over the characteristics left behind by George III, showing absolutely no pity for the former king who died in a muddle.

If this were his own subordinate, he might even put on a show of weeping and wailing.

George III, let's forget about it.

Ron Sothos often wouldn't even glance at such trash or those of Sequence Two rank.

After all, the master can't stand stupid people.

Without wasting any time, the blond boy moved his body and strolled through the void, as if stepping on invisible stairs, and came to Triss Chick in front of him.

The power of the "Primal Witch" continued to flow into this body, and with each step Ron took forward, the aggregation of his extraordinary characteristics grew stronger.

But at that moment, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the witch who had been staring blankly, and a sweet smile suddenly appeared on her stiff lips.

My grass?

Ron was taken aback, not expecting this turn of events.

However, before he could investigate further, the witch in front of him suddenly started to wiggle in a flirtatious manner. She lifted her clothes and struck an unusually provocative pose. Even the wise Lord Ron had never seen such an outrageously lewd and seductive pose before.

The sound of clothes ripping and tearing was incessant, the headlights were blinding, and the snow-white fabric stood out even more against the tattered strips.

"Hey grandpa, come have some fun!"

Triss twisted and turned while squawking like a chicken, and even did two backflips.

What kind of nonsense is this?

Is it appropriate to do this kind of thing in this situation?!

Ron was dumbfounded. If he hadn't failed to detect the aura of the "higher-dimensional observer," he would have suspected that the person who had descended into this body was that unorthodox old self.

A second later, the blond boy finally came to his senses. He sneered and stepped forward righteously, saying:

"Heh, there's definitely something wrong. Take off your clothes and let me take a closer look to see what's wrong with you!"

click-

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly rushed out, instantly freezing the entire mountain range. Snowflakes fell, and a blizzard descended. Ron felt a chill run through his limbs, and at this moment, he was even on the verge of being frozen stiff.

Without giving Him any time to react, taking advantage of the blond boy's momentary sluggishness, Triss Chick's body suddenly exploded, strips of flesh turning into fireworks, which, along with the extraordinary property of turning into black light spots, surged toward Ron's body.

This moment feels just like that moment nearly ten thousand years ago.

In that instant, Ron felt that the convergence between the "witch," the "hunter," and the "city of calamity" had reached its peak.

There's nowhere to hide, nowhere to avoid!

The scheme of the "Primal Creator" has once again appeared in an unexpected way. If this characteristic containing the "Primal Will" enters Ron's body again, the balance will be broken once more.

Without his authority, Ron will be completely restricted, losing his current initiative and unable to act independently, facing the dilemma of once again vying with his nemesis for control of his body.

In the past, the actions of the "Primordial Creator" would inevitably have failed.

But things are different now. Ron's original body has become completely intertwined with them, changing its original shape. With its connection to symbolism and mysticism, this clone of his will inevitably have similar characteristics.

In other words, it's a device with three slots, so anyone can use it!

"A leopard can't change its spots!"

In a short moment, the blond boy saw through the trick. He cursed under his breath, and an invisible flame suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

At the same time, he threw out the charred flag, stained with blood, which he was holding in his palm.

"The End!"

An invisible calamity that destroys and ends everything reappears, instantly engulfing the ice crystals and "Triss," who has turned into flesh and blood and black light spots.

However, extraordinary properties cannot be destroyed, and aggregation cannot be resisted. Those extraordinary properties that were scattered in mid-air and turned into black light spots are still flying towards Ron quickly and resolutely.

The blond youth retreated again, raising his elbows forward in an attempt to use the "City of Calamity" to intercept the gathered forces.

However, his actions had no effect; instead, they intensified the aggregation effect, causing the black light spots to transcend the concepts of space and distance and instantly entangle his body.

At this moment, Ron has two choices: one is to accept and be accommodated, which would return him to his dual-body state, but undeniably make him stronger.

The second option is to abandon the "City of Calamity" and "0-01" that he controls.

Without a word, in the next instant, the thorny flame between the blond youth's brows suddenly vanished, and the aura of calamity and destruction was completely erased from his body.

Those extraordinary characteristics, which had transformed into black specks of light and contained the "primordial will," suddenly took a turn.

Instead of getting entangled with Ron, they followed the concept of the aggregation effect to transcend distance and were incorporated into the 0-01 that Ron had left aside.

"You didn't even accommodate the City of Calamity, didn't even accommodate 0-01?"

The authoritative and powerful female voice was quite surprised, and also carried a hint of annoyance and regret.

This is not what the omniscient and omnipotent one predicted; everything that was destined to happen has taken a new turn.

"Ha, come on, I'm not like you, I'll eat any shit I find."

"Who would have thought that the pure and innocent Creator would be two-faced, secretly stripping naked and pole dancing?"

"Waving your butt, doing backflips, and calling it an old man's game? You're really quite abstract."

"Shut your dog mouth! Who do you think I'm trying to attract attention for!" the Primordial Creator roared.

If you weren't that thing, would I be able to use this method?!

Faced with the tearful accusations of the "Primordial Creator," Ron merely curled his lip, completely unaware of the danger he was in.

For those who are "pillars" and whose status is not too different from others, their schemes and tricks often end up being equally matched, like the legendary Crouching Dragon and the Young Phoenix.

Simply put, neither side can do anything about the other.

Because they are so incredibly tall, standing at the pinnacle of the world, they can detect anything amiss from all sorts of incredible perspectives, even the slightest disturbance.

Ron was even more so; he could often tell what kind of shit his arch-enemies were going to take just by the way they turned their backsides up.

Rumble, rumble...

A series of deafening roars echoed throughout the universe. At that moment, all the divine beings in the world seemed to sense something and looked up at the radiant star realm.

At this moment, everyone witnessed the great miracle that had been hidden for so long.

"Sothos, I really have to thank you. If you hadn't appeared in the real world and truly awakened my will, my preparations might not have gone so smoothly."

"Who would have thought that instead of choosing one of the five paths to resurrection, I would choose 'Calamity'? Even you, who are as cunning as you are, failed to notice the problem, which allowed me to get through the most dangerous phase."

"Show off if you want, but don't resort to insults!"

Upon hearing the self-praising "narcissist" compare himself to the mysterious, the blond boy immediately showed a look of disgust.

Although He disliked the boastful Creator, He still shared His views at times.

That is, "mystery" is the backdrop for all the negative and evil things in the world.

If there were no excrement and flies in the world, then probably nothing could highlight the despicable and shameless nature of certain people.

A grand and majestic female voice rang out again, but this time it was addressed to the entire world.

"I have returned; let miracles be performed throughout the earth!"

"Ha, you're dressed as a woman, so stop shouting. I'm embarrassed for you."

A slightly immature boy's voice followed closely behind.

"Shut up!"

Just as he was about to continue proclaiming himself the "Primordial Creator," he paused, immediately losing all interest in continuing his "narcissism," and wished he could tear the blond boy's mouth apart with his own hands.

I've been planning this for so long, I've been patient for so long, and I've finally gained the upper hand. What's wrong with showing off a little?

"Ha, Sothos, do you still have the power to stop me now?"

"Unlike you, whose powers are all consolidated, I have the ability to restore power to myself."

At this point, the creator's voice carried a barely perceptible sneer.

"Those true gods who occupy my authority are neither as good as you nor as mysterious; they can do nothing, whether they flee or anything else."

"so."

"I will declare this, I will tell them clearly and plainly, that my will is on the earth as it is in my kingdom!"

Hearing this, Ron stood there, curled his lip, and retorted:

"You bully the weak, and you even come up with a reason? You're really something."

Is this the important point?!

"Shut up!"

A month later, the "Primordial Creator" once again experienced the power of the blond boy's verbal sparring.

His gaze fell from the hidden mirror, and then he reached out and grabbed the sweet-mouthed Ron Sothos, dragging 0-01, who had been abandoned to the side, into the mirror world.

The boy's slender body was tightly held in a fair hand, with only his golden head peeking out from between the thumb and forefinger.

Ron did not struggle, but instead allowed the "Primal Creator" to drag him around at will.

Since the "Original" is no longer hiding, it means that things will not end well today, and Ron Sothos has no reason to watch the "Original Creator" live a carefree life alone.

A faint cracking sound rang in his ears, and Ron's vision went dark as layers of mist spread out, obscuring his view.

In the next second, or perhaps centuries later, the blond boy finally saw a beam of light. At that moment, the hand that was gripping his body suddenly loosened and opened up in mid-air, holding the boy, who was only 1.6 meters tall, in its palm.

It was a woman over ten meters tall, dressed in a long gown that looked like it was made of bones, yet it also possessed a sense of holiness. Her eyes were as blue as the ocean and as clear as gemstones.

His black hair was like a poisonous giant snake, long, thick, and slippery, with snake heads growing directly from the top or rolling black and white eyes. Everything around him turned to stone as a result, releasing all sorts of mystical pathogens.

This woman's beauty transcends humanity, reaching a conceptual level. All living beings and all things are captivated and infatuated by her every smile and frown, experiencing constant joy. Even rules and concepts seem unwilling to restrict her or oppose her.

However, at this moment, the extremely beautiful woman's gaze seemed a little off; one eye was looking down at Ron, and the other eye was looking to the upper left in another direction.

Clearly, the consciousness of the "Primordial Witch" was not completely assimilated, and some of her spirit remained.

"Original One, I acknowledge your wisdom!"

Ron looked up and almost burst out laughing when he saw the "wise" eyes of the palm's owner. He tried to suppress the muscles in his face, his shoulders shrugging, which looked quite comical.

Ron was not usually one to laugh, but he couldn't help but chuckle whenever he saw his nemesis looking like this.

"Hahahaha. What a pity, what a pity the Dead Ghost isn't here, otherwise, He would definitely laugh you to death!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

The muscles on the "Primordial Creator's" face twitched in a rather human-like manner, before a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Sothos, do you think I can't do anything to you right now?"

"Do you think that your true form has formed an all-encompassing fusion with me and the mysterious, so that nothing I do can get worse than that?"

"Wrong, terribly wrong!"

"Ha, an outsider is an outsider after all; your limited knowledge has blinded you!"

"You're foolish, arrogant, blind, reckless, and only have a little cleverness; you're nothing else!"

Having finished his tirade, the "Primordial Creator" finally caught his breath. He paused, then looked with amusement at Ron Sothos, who was being held in his palm, and continued:

"Stability can only be achieved through the unity of the three; this is an answer we have all verified."

"At first, I thought that I, as the original self, had foreseen the wrong answer, since the union and separation are unknowable."

"However, since returning from the Spirit Realm, the wills of the three of us have reached a stable balance. As your recovery progresses, you are not only able to control the Chaos Sea, but you have also been able to activate the aggregation originating from the 'Origin' even when your characteristics and will are one."

"This in itself speaks volumes."

Hearing this, Ron seemed to understand what the "Primordial Creator" meant, but he still raised his head and asked with a solemn expression:

"What are you trying to say?"

"Alas, what a pity. Back then, when I surpassed the 'Pillar' to become the 'Original,' both the Mysterious One and I realized this. But the Mysterious One seemed unwilling; He only wanted to become His own 'Lord of Mysteries.'"

To be honest, I didn't want it to be this way either, but some things are destined to happen; there's no choice, no room for maneuver.

The blond boy nodded slightly in agreement, then said in a detached tone:

"If you're willing to back out now, I believe that's definitely another option."

"Sothos, shutting up is good for your brain!"

"There is no trust between us. If you were here, would you be willing to entrust your fate to your mortal enemies with whom you have fought for thousands of years?"

Upon hearing this, Ron quickly nodded and said:

"Yes, yes! If I were you, I would selflessly fall into a deep sleep, entrusting everything to my mortal enemy with trust and love, thereby moving Him, and waiting for Him to keep His promise and help me rise from the dead!"

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The words "Primordial Creator" caught in his throat. Even as an omniscient being, he could hardly imagine what gave Ron the right to utter such shameless words.

Ignoring the blond boy's offer of a free meal, the authoritative and powerful female voice continued:

"Originally, when we were in the Western Continent, the three of us would have combined our respective powers and become truly inseparable, without any division."

"But unfortunately, the Mysterious One noticed this and took it upon Himself to bring in the 'Fallen Mother Goddess,' which broke the balance and caused the countless cycles of aggregation and division that had occurred in the 'Origin' to repeat themselves once again."

"And most importantly, in the end, you actually split into a possibility that you want to use the 'original' to transcend the position of the 'pillar', which is a scene that I cannot tolerate and do not want to see."

The Creator's words were so confident, as if he had already foreseen all possibilities of reckoning after Ron Sothos's success.

Either the Trinity will unite, or they will all perish.

This is the bottom line of the "Primordial Creator"; He is a professional at sabotaging things.

At that moment, Ron almost laughed out of anger after hearing the whole story.

"Yuan Chu, have some shame! This is a classic case of harming others without benefiting yourself, and you lied! You deceived me!"

"Given your pathetic attitude, how could you possibly ignore the fact that the Trinity can maintain stability!"

"You want to replace me, you want to take the lead, but don't forget you are part of the original personality, and a positive one at that!"

"If it were that extremely selfish and self-serving guy, I would still believe in his bottomless morality."

"As for you, it's hard to say!"

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A sudden silence fell over the eerie mirror space, and after a long while, a voice finally broke through.

"Yes, so what?"

"The Trinity, with me in control, will allow us to become the 'Origin.' Although there will be disputes and infighting, it will be far better than uncontrolled splitting and coalescing."

"And you will transcend the 'pillar' and become almost equivalent to the 'beginning'. This is my meaning, our meaning, and His meaning."

As she spoke, the "Primordial Witch," who was over ten meters tall, suddenly shrank back. She stepped forward, bathed in holy light, and came to stand before the boy.

His eyes were full of reluctance, but he still reached out and placed his finger on the blond boy's shoulder.

At that moment, Ron Sothos seemed to realize something, his face turned pale, and he retreated rapidly.

Brother, why did you have to go this far?!

Isn't this just utterly disgusting?!

"Original Source, calm down! Don't let desire overwhelm your reason! With your 'wisdom,' can't you come up with another way!?"

Ron Sothos never dreamed that this day would come.

So this is what the Trinity is like!

"Since you're here, don't leave!"

"The Primal Creator" raised her hand and waved it lightly. As expected, Ron was knocked to the ground in a single move by "The Primal Creator," who had transformed into a blonde older sister, despite being of equal status and lacking authority.

The blond boy struggled desperately, but the blond older sister still managed to straddle him, and in the end, he could only shout incoherently:

"No, no, brother, no, it's not that bad. You don't mind the mess, but I do."

"Waaaaah, you freak, come quick! I'm not clean anymore!!!"

At this moment, Ron had never looked forward to the arrival of a third party so much.

Feeling Ron beneath her writhing and struggling as if stimulated by something, the blonde woman's forehead immediately creased with a tic-tac-toe expression.

As a "good brother" who had been together for so many years, how could He not know what this scoundrel with a brain full of yellow garbage was thinking?

Without hesitation, he threw two punches.

"Shut up!"

Without giving Ron any chance to react, the "Primordial Creator's" hand pierced through the blond boy's chest.

The next moment, divine blood gushed out, and Ron felt a sharp pain in his chest. However, he did not scream. Instead, he gritted his teeth and stuffed something into the chest of the "Primordial Creator".

The inability to resist is a pretense; ulterior motives are the real purpose.

In an instant, violent lightning erupted, and the "Primordial Creator" riding on Ron trembled violently. The tyrant's authority surrounded him, causing his azure eyes to freeze into a tangible rage.

"Damn it! This is the power of a tyrant!"

In the past, if Ron had done this, he would have certainly died a terrible death.

The "Tyrant's" authority did indeed greatly enhance the "Primal Creator," but the characteristics within the "Primal Witch" caused extremely severe repulsion and convergence with it.

Although it was revived within the body of the "Primal Witch" through arrangement, the characteristics and symbols of the "Witch" are not adjacent to the five paths of omniscience and omnipotence.

The "Primordial Creator" originally intended to use the personification and the three intertwined connections of the Western Continent to transfer his own will and the collected sequence characteristics into Ron's body, thereby achieving the balance of the Trinity.

But unexpectedly, Ron acted even faster than Him and was even more ruthless!

With the "initial" aggregation in place, the aggregation and splitting of extraordinary characteristics seem to be greatly amplified, and stability is broken in an instant, disrupting the trinity structure once again.

Click, click, click—

The sound of shattering mirrors echoed in their ears, and at that moment, the amplified effect made the place almost a void.

"You bastard, you're impersonating me!!!"

Barely suppressing the urge to tear his body apart, and restraining the impulse to let go of everything and gather all together, the "Primordial Creator" punched Ron twice more.

"Heh, practice makes perfect!" Ron laughed smugly, not forgetting to shift the blame, "This is something the Dead Ghost taught me; isn't that how He did it in the Western Continent!?"

"Sothos, you dog, you deserve to die!!!"

The "Primordial Creator" did not hesitate. In this critical moment, it was not important to release the characteristics, but to introduce new variables to re-stabilize the triune structure.

At that moment, the "Primordial Creator" suddenly ripped open his own chest, letting the golden divine blood, mixed with filth and depravity, flow into Ron's chest.

The blonde woman riding on Ron's stomach remained motionless for a long time before chuckling softly:

"You've been suppressing that coward who succeeded the Source Castle, to the point that he hasn't even attained divinity yet. I don't know if you were prepared for this, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Even without him, there are better victims. Some things are destined to happen; there's no choice, no room for maneuver!"

As soon as the old God finished speaking, Ron felt a gaze of immense pressure and high nature emanating from the deepest part of the mirror space.

"May the Heavenly Venerable of Blessing and Prosperity return as summoned!"

(End of this chapter)