Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 184 The Fool: I laughed at the incompetence of the ruler of space and time and the incompetence of the original creator! (3K)

Klein Moretti's heart sank slightly when he saw this scene.

Because he really didn't expect that the guy who was so kind to you one second would look at you like he wanted to eat you alive the next second.

Damn it, this change of face is too fast, like a madman!
Wait, madman! Creator?
Fuck, the true Creator! ! ! He is from the Aurora Society! ! !
Pit!

As his thoughts raced, Klein seemed to have finally woken up and realized something was wrong.

He cursed in his heart that he was an idiot, and then he didn't care about hiding anything from the other party. He moved to the window, tried to break the glass, and jumped out from the third floor.

Although above the gray fog, he could happily change the name of "True Creator" to "Fallen Creator".

But in this reality, you must abide by your inner wishes when you should!
"Oh, you are indeed an extraordinary person!"

Mr. Z raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Klein Moretti's actions without any surprise. He was very satisfied with his guess.

Seeing that the Chosen One was still trying to struggle, his body suddenly softened and collapsed, as if melting into the shadows without light around him.

A blue ice spear shot out from the shadows, and it pierced through his body in just a flash.

"Oh, don't go to so much trouble. You will naturally be convinced when you hear the Lord's voice!"

Suddenly, this member of the Nighthawks had no way to escape and fell into a desperate situation.

In the room that was blocked from the sunlight by thick curtains, Klein sprinted around the members of the Aurora Society in front of him and arrived at the window of the living room in an instant.

Therefore, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity, use words to test, follow the other party's wishes, and find a chance to get out of here.

And the arm in the shadow stretched out instantly just like Klein had just predicted, but this time it failed to achieve its purpose and missed the target.

Klein's eyes narrowed slightly. He did not hesitate. He immediately stood up and jumped in advance. His figure was like a black cat and landed steadily on the edge of the window sill, maintaining his balance.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Z's figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, keeping a distance from Klein. While shouting crazily, he threw out a few more ice guns, successfully forcing Klein to the ground. Successfully, layers of ice crystals condensed on the window, completely sealing it off.

However, there is no danger in this! ?
Not caring about thinking too much or complaining in his mind to relieve his nervousness, Klein's thoughts flashed and he made the choice to follow his heart, trying to delay time with words.

Before taking action, he performed a divination above the gray mist, and the result was that there was no danger.

And Mr. Z, who was contaminated by the original creator and half separated from the Aurora Society, obviously has not forgotten the work experience of his old club.

"Hahaha, Moretti, accept the Lord's favor!!!"

However, just as he tried to break the window and escape from here, the clown's intuitive premonition saw the scene a few seconds in the future.

In the dim room, a black hand suddenly stretched out from under his feet. The black hand looked like a shadow and grabbed his ankle, causing his attempt to break the window to escape miserably.

Upon seeing this, Klein immediately used the clown's ability to maintain his balance, twisted his waist and swung his arms in an attempt to break the window on the window sill and escape. However, at this moment, his intuition saw a new picture.

After all, if he continues to fight head-on, with the opponent's extraordinary ability to keep him away, he may not be able to hold on for long before he is captured by the opponent.

"Ahem, sir, I think we need to talk. The other party must be convinced about faith!"

When Klein saw these layers of frost, he gave up the idea of ​​breaking them and escaping. He felt extremely bitter in his heart, but he still used the clown's extraordinary ability to raise the corners of his mouth.

He wanted to move again, but there was an icy cold air coming from the window that made him shiver. Klein turned his head slightly and glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that the ice gun just now did not penetrate the window as he imagined, providing him with It provided assistance for the escape, but instead, layers of frost condensed on it, tightly blocking the escape channel that was just around the corner.

He adhered to the principle of high efficiency, no nonsense, and experience first, which left Klein speechless for a moment.

Mr. "Clown" did not hesitate and obeyed his inner wish as he should. He immediately turned around on the edge of the narrow window sill and avoided this fatal attack with a movement that ordinary people could not maintain balance at all.

Gan, the people in the Aurora Society are indeed lunatics.
"Sir, I think we need to talk about this matter again."

Looking at Mr. Z, who was walking towards him holding a cross, Klein took a step back and tried to raise the topic again to delay time.

Thoughts flew through his mind, searching for what kind of topic could make the powerful Extraordinary in front of him stop in his tracks.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of a topic that the other party could never refuse.

"Mr. Patterson, which god do you think is the most wise and powerful in this world?"

This was the question the other party asked just now, but at this moment, it seems to have a different effect. After all, as a member of the Aurora Society, how can he not brag about the god he believes in?
"Oh, of course it is great."

When Mr. Z heard Klein's question, he stopped as he expected. Halfway through what the Aurora Society envoy said, he pondered for a while, as if he had received some message, and then raised his arms and spoke solemnly:
"Original Creator!" I have only heard of the Original Witch. What the hell is the Original Creator?
Klein complained in his heart to relieve the tension in his heart. He took a deep breath and then spoke solemnly:
"I don't agree!"

"you wanna die!!!"

"Don't do anything, talk it over. I think this kind of thing can be debated. As a believer in the original demon creator, you must provide evidence to convince me, rather than using force to coerce me!"

"This is an insult to your god's face!"

Seeing the angry look on the other side, Klein spoke quickly. He spoke quickly, fearing that if he spoke slowly, the gentleman opposite him would cut him into parts.

It had to be said that he had to thank Ron for this. After all, he was often forced to apologize, which also helped Klein develop a good eloquence.

Mr. Z stopped in his tracks when he heard this. He had to think carefully about the face of the "lord".

"Hey, you want to have a theological debate with me? The goddess of the night you believe in is just the eye of the great Creator."

After thinking for a while, he let out a disdainful chuckle, thinking that the other party was not qualified to debate with him.

Hearing that the other party had taken the bait, the smile on the "Joker's" face unconsciously became more natural. Klein's body was no longer tense and he relaxed slightly. He used the posture of a fool above the gray fog to say something that made Mr. Z suffer from cerebral palsy. words.

"No, I do not believe in the goddess of the night, nor any of the seven gods!"

Sorry, goddess, I will pay less in the future.
I apologized in my heart and only believed in my own "traveler" as he looked at the somewhat dazed gentleman opposite.

"Then who do you believe in!?"

As a devout believer, Mr. Z has never seen anyone who can speak so righteously on this kind of matter.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and without waiting for Klein to answer, he guessed and said:
"What you believe in is the 'Dominator of Time and Space' that just appeared recently!?"

The Dominator of Time and Space. Isn’t this the evil god whose followers provoked the seven major churches and was deceived?
Seeing the other party's reaction, Klein's mind flashed and he had a rough plan. Combined with Ron's proud and powerful posture, he raised his head slightly and said disdainfully:
"My Lord stands above the spiritual world, holds the entire world in his hands, and has endless wisdom. How can he be compared to that kind of little god!?"

The keyboard master used the clown's extraordinary ability to control his toes and brag, successfully regaining the passionate pleasure of being online with people in his previous life.

He knows a little bit about everything, and he is also a strong keyboard player who grew up reading online articles. "Zhou Mingrui" has long been accustomed to these things.

After all, in the novels he read, there were many good ones, and it would be perfect to use them with slight modifications to bully people in other worlds.

As for the so-called "Dominator of Time and Space", Klein didn't take it too seriously, because he didn't say the other person's name. How could he come and beat him up! ?

Klein's powerful posture and powerful words made Mr. Z's heart tremble and he took a step back unconsciously.

Because the description of the other party has exceeded the description of the Seven Gods' own level, and in this world, even a liar only uses the name of the incarnation of the Seven Gods to defraud.

"Then who do you believe in?"

Hearing this, Klein did not hesitate and pretended to be confident. He immediately imitated the enthusiastic attitude of the gentleman opposite him just now, raised his arms high, and began to praise himself.

"My Lord's name is 'The Fool', and he is the incarnation of all wisdom in the world. He dominates the past, present, and future. He is the God who lives high in the Gray Mist Palace. He is the God who controls destiny and turns his back to all living beings!"

"Destiny is the plaything in His hands, time is His thoughts, and history is the tiny dust in His eyes."

"Those who chant His name devoutly will become wise men, always accompanied by wisdom, and able to see through all the things in the world."

Hearing these angry words, Mr. Z unconsciously took a step back again. He wanted to retort loudly, but the "saucy words" in his mind were obviously not as good as those of a strong keyboard player who knew a little bit about everything.

"You, you fart, the original creator created everything. He is the omniscient and omnipotent one in the entire star world. Everything in the world was created by him. He is not a mere fool who can compare with him."

Mr. Z's face was a little confused. He searched his guts and couldn't come up with anything good to say, so he retorted and shouted as if he was trying to break his defense.

Seeing that the gentleman across from him dared to bring up this topic, the keyboardist did his part and told a classic paradox from his previous life.

"Huh, really?"

"Then can He create a stone that He cannot lift?"

The successor of Yuanbao grinned and found a loophole in a despicable manner, causing Mr. Z in front of him to take a step back again, his eyes shaking, obviously having some doubts about his own faith.

(End of this chapter)