Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 331 Ron: I'm doing this for the Twilight Hermits! (3.2K)

In the deep night, in the brightly lit villa, the sound of tables, chairs and benches breaking could be heard from time to time, indicating the temper and incompetence of the owner of this place.

"Hehe, I love to tell the truth, and I can't change that even if you beat me to death!"

Even though his face was bruised and swollen, Shi Tianshi still insisted.

As the saying goes, physical pain is only temporary, and spiritual happiness is the real source.

As Emperor Roselle said, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He finally got the chance to laugh at this nasty guy, but he was obviously unwilling to give in.

"you"

Rebel!

The tall lady was choked. She didn't expect that her catchphrase was so powerful that she had no power to fight back.

"Heh, today I'll teach you that being honest comes at a price!"

"This is a sinister lesson from a cold society!"

Taking a deep breath, the silver-haired lady picked up a dark black chair with intricate carvings that exuded a faint fragrance, and smashed the chair with a gold-inlaid handle over.

There was another series of "crackling" sounds, and the chair successfully smashed two valuable chandeliers.

This scene can make rich ladies cry and poor gods collapse.

What kind of family is this? Can they do whatever they want just because they have money?
It took Ron two days to seal the Chaos Sea.

During these two days, Amon's clone, who recognized his father at the "God-Forsaken Land", came to the villa, inspected it in a leadership manner, and laughed at Amon 10086.

Although we are all ourselves, we still have to find some fun in life, especially when we see people who are worse off than we are.

Men who are good at self-deprecation are always attractive.

The two clones synchronized their memories and analyzed that in addition to those unethical functions, there was another restriction that Ron had imposed on them that was extremely difficult to crack.

That is, if they rashly contact the original body, this "curse" will be triggered, and the location of the original body will be judged based on the degree of contact.

However, Amon's clones are spread all over the place. In addition to contacting the original body, they can also pass information to the clones, and finally pass it on layer by layer to form a buffer zone. In this way, even if the original body can be sensed, the location will be quite vague.

"Butler Amon is actually a good man!"

At this time, some resentful spirits who couldn't stand it anymore chimed in. Ron's eyes widened and he even stopped beating Monocle.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying!?

Noticing Ron's surprise, Sharon explained quietly.

"Compared to you, yes!"

This abstinence-type ghost was very cautious and observant after arriving at the villa. Although she could see that Monocle was not a good person, she was certainly countless times stronger than the "evil existence" entrenched here.

This is probably the first impression!
Sharon will never forget the first time she met Ron. It was like walking on a tightrope a hundred meters high.

Something seemed to be broken vaguely. The silver-haired lady slumped on the sofa with a complicated expression, her mind blank.

The cute, punched maid's mouth seemed to become poisonous.

Besides, what do you mean by comparing with me?
I am so friendly, honest, lovely, and never cheat, but I am not as good as that liar Amon?
"No lying allowed here!"

"You are like a crooked man with a crooked head!"

Just when Ron was doubting his life, the wishing lamp on her waist shook, and she considerately gave him another stab.

In order to show that he is absolutely fair, the "Lamp God" even used his power to prove that he did not lie. He can be said to be a seasoned veteran.

"Are you going to rebel?"

Ron was enraged by the repeated backstabbings from her subordinates. She suddenly stood up from the sofa and roared, showing her authority as the master of this place.

However, no one paid any attention to her, because while she was stunned, the servants of the great being had already gone about their own work, and no one paid any attention to her "unreasonable behavior".

This made Ron feel very embarrassed, as if the family would be the same with or without her.

This is indeed the case. What use can rice bugs have?
"Tch~ It's so boring!"

Out of habit, she blocked out the two mocking voices in her mind and went to her own study. She spread out the letter paper and scribbled something on it with a fountain pen filled with ink.

[Dear President, I am writing to you. 】

[I have completed your request. Don't worry, you don't have to worry about my safety all day long.]

[After this commission, I found that there are many drawbacks in the club, such as the slow rate of new members joining, and the lack of long-term development of the club, so we can only hide in the dark. ]

[In order to develop the Twilight Hermits and attract more members to join, I can't wait to post the battle situation on the doors of the seven major churches, and I am willing to selflessly give the "credit" to the Twilight Hermits. ]

[Only in this way can we have enough reputation, keep fresh blood in the organization, and let the Seven Gods Church realize that we are not easy to mess with. ]

[Please don’t be sad or upset for me, this is what I, a loyal person, should do! ! ! ]

[In other words, we can also let the members of the organization come out to solicit customers, promote their names, and let more strong people join our gang! ]

[For example, Hermes's old man (crossed out), old man, and your identity as the son of the ancient sun god. ]

[In conclusion, the above are just my personal small and immature suggestions, I hope you will adopt them. ]

[Finally, I want to borrow the Blasphemous Slate for two days, you can do whatever you want! ]

——Your loyal member, Ron Sotos.

After writing this long and eloquent article, Wu Endless Wisdom became more and more satisfied the more she read it. She blew on the letter paper, then lifted it up, shook it twice, and put it into the envelope.

He took out the cross pendant and activated it, then found the bearded man's contact information and stuffed the letter in.

Ron was supposed to get the Desecrated Slate on Wednesday, because she had an appointment with the Hanged Man to give him the formula for "Wind Blessed" two days after the Tarot Meeting.

But two days ago, she had more important things to do, which was to seal the Chaos Sea with all her strength, so she didn't pay attention to this matter. After tidying up the mess on the table, she looked up at the clock and found that it was already half past ten in the evening.

Suddenly, the silver-haired lady looked a little tired and lay weakly on the table.

Sealing the Chaos Sea is not an easy task. Although she has the "Lamp God" as a shield, the instinctive counterattack of the source essence and the indirect influence of the original will in her body also make her feel quite uncomfortable.

Even though he was a great being, even though Ron had always been strong, he inevitably suffered the tragic end of being drained.

Of course, it was mainly psychological draining rather than physical draining.

Crimson moonlight poured in from the window, and under the dim light of the gas wall lamp, the heavy breathing gradually became peaceful.

At this moment, the door outside the study was pushed open with a creaky sound, destroying this peaceful and tranquil scene.

"Gods can get tired too?"

Sharon pushed the door open and placed the sweet ice tea in front of Ron. She looked at his haggard face and actually spoke for the first time!

"The gods won't, but I will. When two guys scold you every time you want to be quiet, you will understand how I feel!"

"No one cares, no one comforts, no one sympathizes. All that's left is this huge fortune and servants who come and go at will."

"Although I can eat whatever I want and tease whoever I want every day, it doesn't make me happy!"

Lifting the cup and drinking the sweet iced tea in one gulp, the silver-haired lady continued to lie on the table and spoke sullenly.

"you"

Hearing Ron's complaints, Sharon felt a little sympathetic at first, but the more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong, until finally that expressionless pale face actually showed a hint of coldness.

"Deserve it!"

The short Loenese words simply and clearly explained that Ron had brought this upon himself.

"Sharon, you are becoming less and less cute."

Straightening her back, the silver-haired lady buried her head in her elbows resting on the table. She muttered something and then added:

"Okay, let me be alone for a while. Just a little while..."

……

After an unknown amount of time, Ron opened her half-closed eyes and stretched lazily, but it did not relieve her mental irritability and fatigue at all.

For thousands of years, when there has been someone arguing in your head and you can't calm down or rest at all, let alone Ron, even an irrational crazy monster can't stand it!
He opened the window and saw the rising sun. Even in the early morning, the air in Backlund was still pungent, causing Ron to quickly close the window again.

At this moment, the silver cross pendant vibrated, indicating that there were new unread messages.

"I should have thought of this earlier. This method of communication is not at all in line with this era..."

Muttering quietly, the pretty lady checked the bearded man's reply.

"The upper half is fine, but the lower half is not. I left it at the church."

Perhaps out of guilty conscience, or perhaps because he was moved by Ron's "loyalty", the Angel of Fantasy was quite generous and actually agreed to lend his penis to Ron for two days.

"Oh, you're smart!"

The beautiful lady curled her lips and sneered, then she separated some of her willpower and went to the steeple church where the gathering was taking place.

The gathering place was quite deserted at this time. There was no one in sight. Only a piece of quaint white stone slab was quietly placed on Ron's seat.

"Sequence Zero, Black Emperor..."

“Sequence Zero, Darkness…”

"Sequence Zero, the Fool..."

"Sequence Zero, the Visionary..."

……

"Not bad, it's mine now..."

Picking up the slate and taking a closer look, the silver-haired lady confirmed that it was the real deal.

As the saying goes, Amon borrows money but never returns it. Touching this precious item, Ron immediately decided to keep it for himself.

"No, no, no, I'm just borrowing it!"

Ron eventually became the person he hated the most.

……

Minsk Street 15.

"I'm taking so long to digest the potion. Maybe I should go and perform in front of Ron again?"

Well... since I got the new way, my fingers have become much more dexterous, and I can do anything with ease... and the ability of the "Handyman" is really amazing. Its essence is creation. I wonder if the High Sequence can create Gundam in the future...

Klein Moretti was washing the dishes while thinking about something else.

Ever since that day when he accidentally completed a magic trick using a paper doll substitute and received "applause" from the audience, and after digesting nearly one third of the magic potion, he has missed the feeling very much.

So, even if I might get beaten, it's worth it just to digest the potion!

He looked up at the clock and found that it was already ten minutes past eight in the morning. Reporter Mike, who had an appointment with him to investigate in the East District, had not yet arrived, so Klein felt relieved.

The agreement on this commission was that if the reporter did not show up at 8 o'clock, it would be postponed to tomorrow.

Yes! That's it, let's go now!

(End of this chapter)