Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 433 It may not be impossible to go back! (3.2K)

Ron's basement was a legendary place. In Klein's impression, there was everything here, especially some very precious treasures.

Of course, now we have to add one more thing, the spiritual imprint of the ancient sun god.

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The iron gate opened, revealing a basement that was not bright but not dark either.

Klein strode forward with the lantern in hand. He breathed carefully, but soon discovered that the air here was not as stuffy as he had imagined. There were wisps of breeze swirling from nowhere, blowing his hair.

"You've gone too far."

At this time, a gentle voice sounded from behind him. Klein paused and immediately turned his head to see a priest with a golden beard, wearing a simple white robe, and with innocent eyes like a child standing behind him.

The sudden scene made Klein feel a little awkward. Facing this senior who had traveled through time a long time ago, he felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Well, where are you from?"

Klein used his extraordinary ability to control his expression and asked tentatively.

It is a happy thing to meet an old friend in a foreign land. For example, if he met Russell, he would definitely be close to him in a short time.

However, Amon's father looked like a foreign friend.
Klein was muttering to himself when he suddenly saw the translucent figure in a white robe in front of him nod, like a doctor doing a psychological assessment.

"It seems you don't know the truth yet."

"In fact, I am not a time traveler. Amanesis, Roselle Gustav, and you are."

An hour later, Ron watched Klein come out of the basement with an expressionless face. He sat down on the sofa next to him and ate his cucumber cake bite by bite.

Hey, don't think you can steal my food just because you're in a bad mood, I'll beat you up.
The blond boy muttered to himself, then picked up his favorite drink, "Golden Longch" and poured a full glass for the great detective himself.

Perhaps out of that tiny bit of conscience, Ron ultimately did not take any actual action.

"I remember someone told me before that the mental state of a Beyonder is very important. I didn't want to let you know so early, but some things take time to ease. I can't guarantee that Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun will not take advantage of your psychological loopholes."

"Escape can't solve everything. The bearded man is the best psychologist. He should be able to help you accept it calmly instead of suddenly suffering a major blow or even a mental breakdown."

"The mythical creature form of the fortune teller tends to split, so it will take time for your spirit to ease."

Klein remained silent. There was still no expression on his face, but there was no sign of him having suffered a major blow.

The comfort from fellow villagers and psychological treatment obviously brought good results.

"Ron, the guy just now said that Russell might not be dead yet. Do you know where he is?"

After taking a deep breath, Klein Moretti asked in a hoarse voice.

"So he's not dead, huh, I didn't know."

"You can look for it in his diary and ask your fellow villager for help when you have time."

The blond boy thought for a long time and finally shook his head.

"Klein, don't be so depressed. Think about the good things. For example, you still owe me a lot of money. Although the bicycles have started to produce profits, it is still a drop in the bucket for you."

"And Melissa and Benson, they live well with your pension, while you can only struggle to make ends meet."

"Also, I remember Leonard seemed to have a pay raise, but you don't even have a job, aren't you angry?"

Hearing this, Klein's face suddenly darkened again, and he felt that the human world was still not worth it.

"Is there anyone as comforting as you?"

After a long time, he cursed inwardly, then angrily retorted to the blond boy.

"Huh, what I mean is that you have to do something in life, just like the little guy I met before, whose fate is clear at a glance, but he is still struggling to survive."

"Okay, stop looking so miserable. I know a little bit about psychotherapy, and I definitely can't let you get so excited for the first time."

"Perhaps you want me to accompany you? Aren't you going out to sea to look for mermaids? How about I accompany you?"

"You have to know that millions of people have their heads bruised and bloody all day long, but they can't see me."

As he spoke, Ron raised his head arrogantly, as if to say that this was the greatest honor.

With Ron's current authority, he can even create a mermaid with his bare hands, but the meaning of life lies in experience, just like he often beats Klein in order to train his experience in the extraordinary world (nonsense).

So it's always good to travel more and go out more.

"Really? Then thank you in advance."

Klein Moretti nodded, and his depressed mood obviously improved a lot.

"Ron, do you think it's possible to change the past? I mean, is it possible for me to go back?"

The barrier of space makes people feel extremely far away, but the barrier of time makes people feel extremely desperate.

Hearing this, the blond boy smiled and shook his head. Without answering, he leaned back on the sofa.

However, the next moment, Klein's eyes suddenly widened. His mouth opened so wide that he could even fit two eggs in it, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

“It may not be impossible to go back!”

At that moment, the following words appeared in his memory. These were said by Ron when he first met him.

To be precise, it was Ron, who was sitting next to him, who went back in time and said it!
"you!"

"Hmph~ Don't worship me, this is just basic operation."

The young man raised his head proudly, like a big rooster. Under Klein's shocked gaze, he walked up the stairs, leaning on the handrail with his upper body as if he had no bones, and asked lazily:

"Poor fellow, when are you going to go to sea?"

You are the poor one. My bicycle shares are worth 5000 pounds.
And what does it mean to go into the sea? Do you know too much... Klein was speechless for a moment, then he restrained his good mood and answered without joy or gloom:

"Maybe it'll be after the New Year..."

The significance of the New Year is very important, especially for someone like him who does not belong to this era.

"By the way, Ron, do you know the original vampire?"

"I know." The blond boy nodded and replied, his mind unconsciously recalling the "Mother Goddess of the Earth" who was full of maternal breath.

"Well, I recently met a vampire who said that he was inspired by the Original One and wanted to join the Tarot Club."

“Um…um…Mr. Fool gave me full authority to investigate this matter, so I wanted to see if you have any clues…”

After briefly explaining the cause and effect, Klein calmly pretended that The Fool had nothing to do with him.

Although he and Ron knew each other's identities, it was still awkward to say it out loud.

It's not hard to imagine how the little brat would tease him once the truth was revealed.

The club is dead!

“This is not a big deal. The Black Emperor is so conspicuous, and many people in the mysterious world know the great Mr. Fool.”

"Praise Mr. Fool!!!"

As he was speaking, the blond boy suddenly raised his arms and shouted loudly, his words and actions highlighting his piety.

I knew it……

Klein, who was sitting on the sofa, had a twitching face. He suppressed his embarrassment and Ron's playful gaze and drank the entire glass of Gold Longchamp in one gulp.

……

December 11th, Monday.

Ron had been having a very comfortable time these past few days. The restoration of his authority had further restored his wholeness, allowing him to break through the defenses of the two bastards in his body.

The "Will of the Supreme God" is mysterious and unpredictable. No one knows what it is doing in the Western Continent, but as for the "Original Will", all we can say is...

Will win!
During these few days, the monthly "Twilight Hermit Meeting" was held. Ron wanted to go there to inquire about the news about Sephiroth, but those old-fashioned people didn't even know what Sephiroth was.

Only Hermes could give a rough idea, but he was helpless to help as to where the source substance was or where there were signs of it.

The death of the "Fantasy Angel" did not cause any big sensation within the club, and it could even be said that no one cared.

Because the bearded man died so quickly and miserably, very few people knew about his demise.

At this time, in the basement of Ron's house.

"You can go to Bansi Town and take a look. The City of Disaster has appeared there, but it is not stable."

The red angel Medici contributed the first piece of information, and Adam, who was also an evil spirit and had already exploded with gold coins, immediately contributed the second piece of information.

"You can also go and take a look at Trier's underground. Trier of the Fourth Epoch is buried there. It has many secrets."

"Alister Tudor and the Primordial Witch tried to communicate with the City of Disaster there, but unfortunately, they failed."

"Also, there may be a tributary of the River of Everlasting Darkness in the spiritual world of Calderon City. I can only speculate that there is. Based on my observation, Salinger always runs there."

When a person dies, it is like a light going out. There is no hope of becoming a god, but the half-equal "Ancient Sun God" still has a desire, which is to return to wholeness and truly be resurrected.

And now, the only one who can be trusted by Him and has the ability to resurrect Him without any side effects is probably Ron Sothoth.

Life is unpredictable, and the big intestine is bound to be small. Roselle never lied to him!

"Very good, but how do you know so much?"

Ron looked at the confused Red Angel, then turned to look at Adam who looked normal, and added:

"In order to accommodate the City of Disaster, yin and yang must intertwine. Are you going to give in to Alistair Tudor?"

The blond boy suddenly grinned, and that vicious smile made the goddess of war feel a chill in her heart.

"No, it was Amon who pushed the butt. I just arranged for them to fall in love with each other and eventually have to kill each other."

"These two paths are bound to be accompanied by distortions, but the expected ending did not happen..."

Listen, is this something a human would do?
"No wonder Amon behaves like that."

"You two are really a big cancer. You don't do anything humane."

Hearing this, Ron, who didn't care about anything, sighed, his words were full of discrimination.

"Okay, that's it. I'll go to Bansi first and take a look. It's right in the sea!"

As for why it has to be during the Chinese New Year, it’s because there are things that need to be prepared. You can’t just find the passage and rush through it directly, right?

It would be terrible if the old Celestial Lord had set up some trap. There were so many source materials in the Western Continent, so we had to be on guard.

Ron waved his hand and walked out of the basement, leaving only the two evil spirits of the former master and servant staring at each other in the basement.

"Does this original witch have to be fucked?"

After a while, Medici looked at Adam in disbelief with a gloomy face.

He remembered that the previous Lord was not so despicable.

Adam nodded in silence with an expressionless face, and replied a little awkwardly:
"According to the speculation at that time, I'm afraid it really has to happen..."

(End of this chapter)