Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 202 I see you! (3K)

Adam, the angel of fantasy!

Adam, King of Angels!

Adam, son of the Creator!
"Are you the son of the ancient sun god!?"

Archbishop Snake, who was lying on the ground, spoke frankly and was shocked. He didn't expect that he was so unlucky to meet this existence directly.

As a senior member of the Church of Storms, he is no stranger to the kings of angels in those ancient times.

Why are you still cursing! ?
Hearing that the old man lying on the ground was so speechless, Ron's delighted little face lost all expression for an instant. He stepped forward and raised his foot, kicking the archbishop who was often late a few meters away.

"Hmph! I am one and ten thousand, I am the beginning and the end!"

"Now I am not only an angel of fantasy, but also an ancient sun god!"

The blond boy snorted coldly, spoke majestically, and decided to add a temporary scene to increase the strength of the bearded man.

The 1.51 meter tall boy gave up the urge to continue beating the half-hundred-year-old man.

And the lies he told were credible. After all, according to Medici's description, the bearded man's external behavior was like this, a paranoid!

How could his great infinite wisdom accommodate such folly! ?
"Shut up, when you two are arguing, can you please leave me alone within three sentences!"

"The notarization is valid! Sotos is telling the truth!?"

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to reason with you. There is stupidity everywhere in Origin Castle. How can I tolerate it!?"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ron left the "crime scene" with his two younger brothers.

"Bah, maybe you don't need to retrieve your share of source material, you just need to accommodate the Source Castle to be truly resurrected!"

However, before the Archbishop of the Church of Storms could speak, the original will in Ron's mind let out a familiar roar.

He looked at Archbishop Snake who rolled around on the lawn a few times, snorted disdainfully, and said arrogantly:
"Hmph, you're lucky, I, Adam, won't kill an unknown person!"

Ron was obviously angry. When he thought about Mr. Fool and the members of the Tarot Society on Sefirah Castle, he felt like he was having cerebral palsy.

At the same time, he launched a strong criticism and condemnation of these two guys who always mocked Him.

You're addicted to copying, aren't you? ?
"Sothos, you plagiarist, can you have some shame!?"

What the hell!
"That's enough, you two are mentally retarded. After I come back to life, I will see if there is any possibility of your IQs being further reduced!"

When the time comes, if he waits for an opportunity to do some small damage, he will be able to make the bearded man miserable.

The grand and majestic voice came out, and the original will was slightly surprised, and told the truth that made the old Tianzun stunned on the spot.

"You fart!!!"

Tianzun: "?"

A fantasy angel, the Seven Gods may have paid some attention to it, but it was still inferior to the ancient Sun God.

To be honest, he didn't expect the Church of Storms to believe everything Ron said just now, but because of the special nature of the message, it was certainly impossible for the Church of Storms not to believe it.

Tianzun Will, who was watching the show on the side, did not expect that the fire could burn him. He immediately roared and jumped out to protect his big treasure.

"Shut up!"×2
Ron's empty pupils suddenly retracted, and his eyes turned from the climax in his head back to the real world.

These small sabotages include, but are not limited to, letting the other party's name and image appear in newspapers, as well as explosive news.

For example, "The Story Adam and the Archbishop of the Church of Storms Had to Tell in the Woods at Night", let everyone in the world get to know this King of Angels, provide him with more anchors, and give him more time to be his father. Long face!

As for whether the sensitive information of the Church of Storms contained in this newspaper can be published, this is not a problem at all. Ron can definitely go to Lunberg, Intis or Fusac.

If he wants to compete with his great Ron Sotos, the little King of Angels is still far away.

The crimson full moon shone on both sides of the Tasok River. Feeling the cool night wind, Ace Snake, who was lying on the lawn, got up with difficulty and climbed up from the grass.

He gasped for breath and felt that everything just seemed to be a dream, but unfortunately, the pain in his body and the semi-out-of-control state told him that everything was real.

"Adam, the ancient sun god, must report this matter."

"No, that was fake just now! It was probably his enemy pretending to be him, otherwise how could a King of Angels look like a gang member in the East District?"

Feeling the drowsiness in his head, Mr. Archbishop, who had been beaten in vain, fell into confusion.

"Master, why don't you just kill that guy?"

After walking far away, the witch Alia asked a standard question from a member of the "evil organization".

"Hmph~, after all, he is the Archbishop of the Church of Storms, and my church is also in Backlund. The relationship cannot be too tense."

Ron pushed up his monocle and replied to his men's questions haughtily.

Beating someone up for nothing means that the relationship cannot be too tense?
Red Angel shook his head when he heard this. He felt that this guy who was pretending to be young was so shameless that he, the provocateur, couldn't even say this.

However, Medici did not say anything to irritate the cautious guy, and instead talked about the mission that Ron and him mentioned tonight.

"So how do you plan to deal with that demon? He is a sequence two angel, and his malicious perception is very powerful." "Not to mention you and me, that useless witch must have been noticed by the other party!"

"Besides, I've never seen a 'great being' like you do everything yourself."

The senior hunter sneered, joking that Ron seemed to have no qualifications at all, and then crossed his arms again as if to watch the fun.

"Heh, Medici, if you can be of some use, why don't I go there myself?"

The blond boy glanced disdainfully at the evil spirit beside him, and then spoke softly in a murmuring voice.

"The devil's malicious perception is essentially a passive collection of certain information at the spiritual level, the abyss of human depravity, and some things cannot be collected randomly..."

In the dark night, in the strange and silent atmosphere, Ron's eyes lost focus.

A strange sound of "stab, stab, stab" was heard, and the boy's cheeks instantly split open with extremely terrifying and ferocious flesh and blood gashes.

A strange light emanated from the crack, as if there were two sets of eyes scanning towards the red angel next to Ron.

The King of Angels, who was only one step away from becoming a god, was frightened back. He moved back suddenly and opened a distance of nearly a hundred meters. Even so, he still felt that something terrifying was looking at him and sizing him up.

In the spiritual intuition of the King of Angels, the blond boy who was easy to talk and different from ordinary people seemed to have changed his appearance at this moment. It seemed that at this moment, he had turned into a god with powerful authority who looked at the world indifferently.

Suddenly, three different sounds came from Ron's mouth and both sides of his cheeks at the same time, majestic and deep, as if the whole world was trembling.

"In fact, we have not blocked the malicious perception of the devil. When he knows us, we know him."

"Got you!"

Eastside.

Hope Street.

Inside a one-bedroom rental house.

"Bang bang bang!"

A sound like drumbeats and thunder echoed throughout the room with a special rhythm.

This rapid heartbeat is like a steam train running at high speed on the railway track. It is so fast that even the top doctors in Backlund cannot hear the specific number.

Boundless fear overwhelmed the ordinary-looking middle-aged man with gray hair and light blue eyes.

This man's name is Christian Hans Beria. He is the only remaining angel of this demon family and the head of their family. He is the remaining demon from the Second Age.

He was inspired by the abyss to come to the real world to perform two tasks.

First, investigate the current status of the "Time and Space Dominator" and delay the opponent's recovery process.

Second, spread the faith in this world, find specific groups of people, and give them some honorary names to achieve the purpose of preaching.

First, he had no clue in the past few weeks, until the revelations from the abyss in recent days told him that Backlund had certain clues.

However, Abyss also reminded him not to investigate too abruptly, otherwise he would be noticed by the "ruler of time and space". This is the embodiment of his personality and a symbol of his authority.

Ever since, in order to complete this task and receive the reward from the abyss, He responded to the family members' request for help and came here to help them eliminate the evil witch who was eyeing his family property.

As a cold devil, how could a woman affect his sanity? Besides, how could murder be fun for a woman?
"This dangerous premonition...is it the original witch!?"

Feeling this fatal crisis, Christian Hans Beria immediately revealed his mythical creature state, instinctively guessing in his heart.

"No, we can't be here anymore, we have to run!"

Yes, you do have to run away.

At this time, he only felt that a sharp blade emitting cold light was floating above his head. Even though as the "Blood Archduke", he no longer had the emotion of fear, the biological instinct still made him follow his heart.

Inside the room, the huge demon suppressed its heart that was beating wildly and uncontrollably, and immediately turned into a thick, dark liquid. With the "desire" it had already marked, it instantly reached a location thousands of miles away.

Came into the desire of a greedy businessman.

The sticky sound of cracking and the muffled sound of flesh being torn echoed in the small appraisal room.

With a "bang", the body of the greedy jewelry merchant exploded instantly, allowing the devil deep inside to crawl out of his greedy desire.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The rhythmic heartbeat did not weaken at all as the "Blood Archduke" ran away.

These muffled sounds like drum beats are like rhythmic beats, playing an unknown movement.

Listening to this rhythmic heartbeat, feeling the dangerous intuition that was sometimes bigger and sometimes smaller, at this moment, the "Blood Archduke" seemed to understand something.

The sound of his heartbeat is conveying a message in a special way, and that message is...

"Ron Sotos!"

"Got you!"

(End of this chapter)