Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 275: Enraged (4.5K)

Ron was very confident in the conspiracy of the Lord of Mysteries and was not worried that the outside gods could see any flaws.

Because what He said was their current situation all along, fighting among themselves and holding each other back.

There is a huge difference between telling the whole truth and telling part of the truth. Even if you use this sentence to simply predict danger, those outer gods will definitely not be able to find anything wrong with it.

As for the next step, the key to making this "deception" plan successful is the bait and showing enough "vulnerability".

"found it!"

The gaze was cast from the highest place, and the torrent of time stopped. The "Master of Time and Space" looked at the strange world that was about to swallow up the city of Barcelona.

It's like the underworld, but different. Its essence is more like the world after death, or another new world.

It is now emitting black mist, and through the connection from a certain area deep in the spiritual world, it is gradually eroding this city in the real world according to the set barrier.

It seems to want to give it death or another new life.

Although the physical location of the city of Barcelona remained in place, and there were no drastic changes in the city, as the god in charge of creating the world and dimensions, Ron could tell at a glance that something was wrong with it.

The city's position in the spiritual world and the sea of ​​collective subconscious is constantly falling. Dozens of hours ago, its position in the field of mysticism was already wrapped in that strange world.

"This should be the reason why that old bastard Palles can't contact his own body."

The blond boy suddenly understood.

"the other side."

"the other side."

At this moment, the Heavenly Will and the Original Will called out the name of this world at the same time.

"The Fallen Mother Goddess wants to project more power through some method!"

"Hey, Fat Ball, how do you get in now?"

Seeing that things were more troublesome than he expected, the old god said sarcastically and watched the show from the side.

As the "Lord of Mysteries", he naturally has countless ways to get in, the most common of which is simply "slipping the door and picking the lock."

But Ron Sotos is different. He does not have these extremely professional authorities to do bad things.

"Hmph, you damn scumbag, I'm going to open your eyes today!"

The blond boy snorted disdainfully, raised his head proudly, and then with bright eyes, he casually pulled out a timeline representing himself and threw it into the past, to the city of Barcelona three days ago.

As we all know, history cannot be changed, but it has strangely changed at this moment!

In the record of history and time, Ron Sotos had arrived in this city three days ago!

"Tsk, this is called the King of Time and Space!"

After saying something to a certain god who could only pull out projections, the blond boy's figure disappeared and began to return to his rightful place according to the course of history.

After obtaining the uniqueness, Ron can perform various operations that amaze the gods, which is more in line with the description of the planet that is beyond all, the universe, and that time and space exist because of him.

"Those are just incidental, and I can also fool history and make your actions fake become real, and really become fake!"

'Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun' was provoked, and he fought back rather unhappily.

There are dense clouds in the sky, blocking all light.

In a mystical sense, the city of Barcelona, ​​which has belonged to another world, has lost its crimson moon, and a pitch-black sky envelopes the entire city-state.

In the dim church, the broken icon loomed in the flickering candlelight. The Bible and Holy Grail placed on the altar had been overturned and scattered on the floor, as if they were telling some unknown secrets.

And under the holy symbol of the ruler of time and space, temptation and desire are quietly unfolding.

"What are you longing for?"

The evil voice had a seductive tone and asked the bishop who was holding a strange patterned dagger and was covered in blood.

"I long for power! If I have power, I will not be just a little bishop, I will definitely be able to go further!"

The old man dressed as a bishop chose to follow his inner desires and fell into the abyss called evil.

"Very good, look, everyone desires power, you alone can't do it!"

Nat Eggers' subordinate, Psyche Bane, pointed at the seven clergymen with extremely distorted faces in the prayer hall, who were also holding daggers with strange patterns.

Like the old man, they were covered in blood, and their eyes were filled with all kinds of suppressed desires. From a distance, they looked like ferocious beasts.

The outside of this prayer hall was in a mess, blood was spilled everywhere, and dozens of fragmented corpses lay there.

Their heads were chopped off, their eyes were gouged out, and their limbs were nailed to wooden boards. Bright spring-like flames were burning all over their bodies, causing their corpses to shrivel up and make their deaths extremely miserable.

Obviously, there had been a fierce fighting here, or a certain stage of a strange ritual.

"If you want to gain power, you don't just talk about it. You have to do your best to please that existence. Only in this way can you get more!"

Psyche Bain from the Spiritual Religion made a gesture of praise, the corners of his mouth raised feverishly, as if bathing in the praise of life.

Feeling the vitality pouring into his body from all around, he pulled the corners of his mouth higher, revealing two rows of white teeth, and continued to seduce with evil words:
"I believe you have seen it. What I have obtained is power beyond the sequence. It is a gift from a kind mother!"

"And you guys, since you want to be like me, you must pay a trivial price!"

He raised his palm and shook it suddenly. A gust of wind blew through the whole church. With a clicking sound, all the corpses lying on the ground got up!

He climbed up as if he were still alive!
Looking at the only eight people left in this church, and the eight daggers with strange patterns in their hands, the "warlock" and "gatekeeper" felt that the time was almost up, and it was time to pay tribute to that great existence. The sacrificial ceremony was over.

As for the sacrifices, those believers of the "Dominator of Time and Space" are undoubtedly the best sacrifices!

'The Great Mother seems to dislike these guys very much. Every time she uses these believers as sacrifices, the gifts she receives are always unexpected. '

'It's really exciting. Let them abandon their faith and kill each other with the daggers given by the merciful mother. This will definitely please Him to the greatest extent. When the time comes, all these guys will become my nourishment.'

'But unfortunately, there are only eight of those daggers, and they can only be used in rituals. They also have extremely strong negative effects. Once they are touched, the body, mind and soul will be infected. Only special containers can seal them.'

Psyche Bain touched the soft leather fused with herself and confirmed that its quantity had not decreased.

There are tiny lines on the surface of these leathers, and there are capillary-like things on them that look like living things. When you touch them with your fingers, you can feel the slight beating and the thrilling temperature.

This is living human skin, human skin that was skinned off alive and spliced ​​onto his body!

"Hey, let's start, let me see your determination!"

The lackey of the Outer God seemed to be the referee of this fighting game. His figure suddenly disappeared and strangely arrived at the podium of the church.

The dim church, lit only by candlelight, fell into a deathly silence, and then without any warning, a brutal fight broke out.

"This is mine, this can only be mine!" "No, don't kill me!"

"He is a liar! He is a liar!!! Why should we believe him!"

"My leg is broken!!!"

"You all must listen to me, and you will all die!"

Crazy shouts, wailings of the injured, and the cracking sounds of flesh and bones, mixed with the increasingly rich smell of blood in the air, made this place even more terrifying and evil.

The bishop killed the ascetic, and the servant killed the priest. This scene is like a scene from the source of corruption, so evil that it makes people shudder, and they dare not take another look.

It is hard to imagine that a church that was majestic and solemn in praising the gods just a few hours ago would now turn into this hellish scene.

Finally, the evil fight came to an end. Psyche Bane looked forward and discovered that it was a little dwarf who won the final victory.

He seemed to be only 1.5 meters tall. He was wearing a black robe, making it difficult to see his appearance, making him look very mysterious.

"Very good. It seems that you are the best among them. Come here little guy, take those daggers and let me bestow you with divine grace!"

'Then you can become my nourishment and a sacrifice to please my kind mother'

Sticking out his tongue as red as blood, the Outer God lackey licked his lips, revealing his white teeth stained with scarlet flesh.

One dagger, two daggers, three daggers.
Accompanied by the sound of metal hitting wooden boards, the sacrificial daggers with strange patterns were inserted into the human skin sheaths one after another.

At this moment, those soft scabbards suddenly contracted and squirmed, as if they were taking in something.

Four pieces, five pieces, six pieces
"hiss"

The joy derived from life itself and the pervasive smell of blood made the outside god's lackey take a breath of relief.

He quickly stretched out his hand to grab the remaining dagger and inserted it into his body. The speed was so fast that a blurry afterimage was dragged out.

Seven pieces, eight pieces.
But at this moment, the cultist suddenly froze, his bloodshot eyes staring at the thing above the desk.

That's the same strange patterned dagger as before
This is the ninth item!
There was silence in the church, not even the sound of breathing.

"Why don't you insert it? You gave it to me three days ago."

Suddenly, in the deathly silence, a slightly childish voice reached his ears, causing the pupils of the outside god's lackey to dilate uncontrollably.

Three days ago!

He remembered, Psyche Bain looked at the blond boy who took off his hood, watching him push up the crystal-carved monocle.

Three days ago, he indeed "personally" handed this item to the other party.

At that time, he was strictly following Lord Knight Eggers' order to corrupt everyone in this church so that they would not detect any abnormalities and fulfill the instructions of the "God of Death" who had been resurrected by his kind mother.

Their plan is to divide the troops into four groups to complete their part of the plan, and return the entire city to the embrace of the "God of Death" tonight!
"Hahaha, I'm sorry, I seemed to have forgotten it just now, but I just remembered it now."

After laughing twice, Psyche Bain rubbed his head, wondering if he had used his life force to use his extraordinary abilities too frequently, causing him to age prematurely.

'wrong! Where did I get the ninth dagger for him? When I first obtained this extraordinary item, there were only eight of them! '

At this moment, the Outer God lackey reacted instantly. His pupils shrank to the size of a pinhead, and he noticed the abnormality hidden under the surface.

"Have you forgotten? When you got this dagger, there were nine in total. You were careless and left one behind. Finally, I noticed it and picked up the ninth dagger and handed it to you personally!"

The blond boy seemed to have noticed Psyche Bain's doubts. He tilted his head and reminded the other person with a familiar look on his face.

When you get this set of daggers.
Psyche Bain was startled for a moment, and he remembered it once!
Memories from long ago flooded my mind.

This young man was his companion. When he received the gift, he was indeed with them and handed him the dagger with his own hands.

"Ah, it turns out it's you. I didn't recognize you even though you were wearing a hood. You really love mischief as always."

The Outer God's lackey suddenly realized that he remembered this companion who had always been with them and didn't speak so nicely. He opened his mouth and wanted to call out the other person's name, but at this moment he suddenly paused and frowned tightly. .

Because he didn't seem to know the other person's name, but how could he not know the other person's name and position in the sect after being with him for so long! ?
"Have you forgotten, it's me, Ron Sotos, who has been leading you to resurrect the God of Death, but because the limelight is too great, it is announced that Nate Eggers is the leader!"

At this moment, just as the blond boy finished speaking, Psyche Bain saw a gorgeous crown appear in his hand.

This crown adopts a hollow design, and the surface made of pure gold is inlaid with pure gems, and there are mysterious symbols and magic signs symbolizing death itself.

This is the sacred object in the hands of their spiritual cult.

It's the crown left behind by the ancient God of Death!

The blond boy picked up the crown, shook it, and finally put it on his golden head crookedly. He pushed up his monocle and looked at his subordinates who had suddenly realized it.

"Your Highness Sotos, I, I just"

Psyche Bain knelt down with a "bang". Looking at him, he wanted to give himself two big mouths. At this critical moment, he actually forgot who his master was.

It’s really a crime worthy of death!
"Oh, don't worry, everyone makes mistakes sometimes. By the way, what is our plan?"

Pushing up his monocle again, a pleasant smile appeared on the boy's lips. He looked at the men who had been following him and asked plainly.

Plan plan!

Psyche Bain was thinking crazily in his mind. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the action plan that His Highness Sotos himself told five days ago.

"Your Highness Sotos, our plan is. The plan is."

He swallowed, then calmed down his nervousness, and spoke calmly:
"Our plan is to split up first, and then come to this church to meet up and hold a ceremony to contact the Merciful Mother!"

Hearing that the plan he personally issued five days ago was well implemented, Ron nodded with satisfaction, then chuckled:

"Oh, count the time, they will be here soon."

As soon as the "Master of Time and Space" finished speaking, the church door was pushed open with a bang, and three people were standing outside the door.

The leader has a bronze complexion and soft facial features. There are special blue and black runes on his body. He is wearing the unique clothing of the Balang Empire in the southern continent.

It's Nate Eggers.

When the Sequence Three "ferryman" saw the blond boy looking at him with a smile, his face twitched slightly. He then took a deep breath and stepped forward, kneeling down in front of Ron and kissing the toes of his shoes. .

"Okay, let's not waste time. The four of you will arrange the ceremony as sacrifices. I want to talk to the 'Mercy Mother'!"

"Yes, the great 'Death' who has returned from resurrection!"

Descendant of Death, Nate Eggers responded.

(End of this chapter)