Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 525: Doing evil and being immoral are two different concepts
After that, Ron, who did not get any useful information from the "Ancient Sun God", nodded pretentiously and comforted him:

"Ah, I can see you're quite a failure."

The half-share "Ancient Sun God" did not take up the conversation. Ever since he got into trouble two months ago, his state of mind has been frighteningly calm.

You can laugh as much as you want, the breeze blows across the hills.

Just bear it all.

From a planner to a chess piece, his experiences during this period obviously dealt him a lot of blows.

I originally thought that these "pillars" and "old days" were just less rational and extremely crazy, and it was hard to say whether they were capable of making sophisticated plans and achieving dark and invisible calculations.

But when we actually look at it, we find that they are all old Yin coins. It seems that they have completely seen through the little calculations of human nature, just like the moon in front of them, which they can play with at will in their hands.

Especially this guy in front of me, he is very good at taking off the masks and subconscious psychological disguises on other people's faces.

Looking at the silent slate in front of him, Ron snapped his fingers and said regretfully:
"It seems I have come here for nothing."

He straightened his wrinkled clothes, then took off the sunglasses on his head, whistled, and walked out through the door with his ponytail shaking.

This time I came back to tease Sharon and see if there are any clues about the "shadow world" in the "bound god" section.
Ron's real purpose is to have a chat with the "Ancient Sun God".

'Given the ability of the Deathly Ghost, it is normal for me to be unable to see part of the future. If I could see it completely, I would suspect that this was a trick by Him to confuse my judgment.'

"However, according to the course of history, the appearance of the Elf King is indeed quite strange, and I have an instinctive sense of crisis in some events."

Before his fall, even though he had traveled for so long and visited many incredible places, the great infinite wisdom never had a so-called "sense of crisis".

The meaning behind it is self-evident. It represents extreme danger, and if not handled properly, it is likely to lead to complete destruction.

This made Ron feel very uncomfortable. He couldn't advance or retreat, so he could only take the risk and try it hesitantly.

"Hmph, should I ask Master Moretti to tell my fortune for me?"

Ron muttered jokingly and was about to close the door of the villa and leave through space when he suddenly saw a ghost appear on the lawn.

Don’t mention it, seeing this in the middle of the night is pretty damn scary.

"I promise you."

"Just promise me what? If you don't know, you might think I forced you to do something."

Ron complained in his heart, but he still looked like a spoiled brat on the outside, and snorted:

"why?"

Sharon did not answer after hearing this. She just floated in the air as usual, looking terribly cold.

"You can't say that the teacher taught me to love freely and exclude all competitors, right?"

The expression on her face did not change. She stood there for half a minute and said stubbornly:

"Save the gods of faith."

"Humph, I didn't realize you're also good at talking nonsense."

Ron snorted disdainfully and without further ado grabbed the illusory arm of Miss Evil. The scene in front of his eyes changed rapidly, the white became whiter, the red became redder, like a colorful oil painting.

The next second, the boy's figure suddenly disappeared and entered the long-lost spiritual world.

The spiritual world completely overlapped with the real world, but there was no distinction between up and down, left and right. Ron looked around, and from his peculiar perspective, he saw countless star-like threads spreading out from the deep red stars.

The law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics!
This law is also called the "corpse" aggregation law by Ron. Although these faint, hidden, and even almost imperceptible "crimson stars" are too far apart and will not have any effect, the aggregation effect still exists.

Just like every time a Beyonder digests a potion, he can see this magical scene in some strange spiritual world.

The crimson stars in front of him included Ron's own, the dead ghost's, and the narcissist's. The blond boy took off his sunglasses and carefully distinguished them. Finally, his golden pupils shrank slightly as if locking onto the target.

He did not let go, and crossed the raging sea in the spiritual world, and in an instant he arrived at a large city with relatively intact buildings.

For the southern continent, intact buildings mean that they are not affected by wars. However, according to the previous performance of the Rose School, the town before them does not seem to be within their sphere of influence.

Yet this is indeed the case.

Uttar Pradesh, Hensley City, is located near the border of West Balam, forming a triangle with Caesar Port and Berens Port. It is one of the colonies of the northern continent countries.

Even though Master Ron's beating of the Seven Gods was like a father beating his son, there was always friction between the forces under both sides, and even a small-scale battle would break out every once in a while.

Gods are gods, forces are forces, and even Ron doesn't have the face to bully those little ants in the Church of the Seven Gods and the countries of the Northern Continent.

"It looks like this place is pretty good, there shouldn't be any danger."

The young man walked out from his hiding place, and then looked at the dazed evil spirit lady beside him, and smiled confidently, as beautiful as a blooming sunflower with gold edges.

However, before he finished his words, a shrill whistle was heard from the sky.

An iron-black shell fell from the sky and hit the blond boy's head directly.

"Be careful, get out of the way!"

boom-

At this critical moment, just as the blond boy was about to be blown into pieces by the shell, a gunshot suddenly broke out from the corner of the street.

The person hiding in the shadows was so fast that he pulled the trigger as if he had been prepared.

In an instant, sparks flew and the bullet drew a perfect arc in the air, but its direction was not directly towards the cannonball in mid-air. Instead, it shot towards the boy's golden eyes with malice.

On the surface, they were doing it for your own good, but in fact, they were attacking you by surprise. This made Ron a little depressed and he suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

Are you a "devil" or a "fortune teller"?

"Die, die, when you die, I will dig out your eyes, they are so beautiful, so beautiful!!!"

The figure hidden in the corner screamed at the top of his lungs, like an old pervert, staring at the boy's handsome face and his extremely special golden eyes with salty eyes.

His eyes were cold and his expression was crazy, as if killing a passerby who came from nowhere was justified.

As long as he kills one more person, he can complete the ritual and be qualified to be promoted to Sequence Five "Apostle of Desire".

'People are always so stupid. War is the most suitable environment for serial killings because it is impossible to tell whether it is an attack from the enemy or from other circumstances.
This is a perfect crime, there will be no clues left!'

"If you want to blame someone, just blame your bad luck. You happened to appear in my "hunting ground", happened to be within the range of the Rose School's air raid, happened to be hit on the head by a shell, and happened to be so perfect."

Yes, exactly!

Although he didn't know why there were so many coincidences, it didn't prevent this idealistic and ambitious young devil from noticing Ron at the first opportunity and taking the opportunity to commit a perfect crime. Die, die, die!!!

He let out a manic roar in his heart, but soon realized something was wrong.

One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed, the bullet still drew an arc in the air, the shell still fell heavily, but the young man who seemed to be so close suddenly disappeared, as if his speed suddenly reached its peak.

"No, that's not right. It's not that he's getting faster, it's that I'm getting slower."

Suddenly, a familiar and slightly childish boy's voice came from behind.

"It's quite a coincidence indeed. Someone brings me a pillow just when I doze off. Don't worry, I will take care of your wife and children."

In an instant, endless fear and countless malicious thoughts filled the demon's mind following the premonition of danger.

"No!"

boom!
The body of this young demon talent, whose name Ron had never known, suddenly swelled up and exploded into a ball of blood mist. No one knew whether it was caused by the huge pressure or because of Ron's mouth.

The gold was instantly stained with blood, and Ron's entire body was stained with bloody red, adding a sense of weirdness to his overall temperament.

Ding ding ding ding
A metal badge reflected the dazzling light and fell on the wall at the corner of the street, making a series of crisp sounds.

The boy walked forward, picked it up and wiped it. He saw a pair of goat horns with mysterious patterns painted on the medal, and below the horns was a purple-black abstract five-pointed star pattern.

Ron leisurely hung it on his red-stained clothes, a neurotic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked like an extremely dangerous scum, more evil than a demon, more devilish than the devil.

The crisp sound of finger snaps resounded through the void, and the flow of time instantly returned to normal. Sharon reacted belatedly, and her blue eyes looked at Ron as if she had seen a ghost.

"Hey Sharon, this is pure Hell Wind, and it's a perfect match for you!"

Hearing this, Miss Evil couldn't help but feel a black screen before her eyes, even though she had been promoted to demigod.

'Who is your perfect match! ?
You don't feel ashamed, but I do.'

To be honest, she regretted following her teacher's instigation and coming here with Ron.

What is the first come, what is the fierce competition, what is free love.

The expectations in her heart were mostly dashed by the young man in front of her in just a moment.

Miss Evil Spirit originally wanted to come to Nanda Road with the boy, and start investigating the relationship between the "Bound God" and the "Devil" from the outermost layer little by little, and by the way, talk to each other and increase the number of communications.

But Ron acted so perverted right from the start. Who could stand this?

To be frank, she is still a little confused.

'What is this? What's going on? What are you doing?'

Sharon just felt that she had entered the spiritual world, and then came to this strange city. Then, the young man in front of her suddenly killed a demon and then went crazy there.

'How did he know there was a demon here? How did he know the demon would attack him instead of running away?'

A flash of doubt flashed through her mind, and she opened her mouth to ask a question, when she saw the "Devil Badge" on Ron's chest flash a bloody light and projected a message.

[Iris Tavern, 3pm, chess and card room on the second floor.]

"Are you the messenger of the Blood Worship Cult?"

"Yeah."

The young man with blond hair dyed bright red grasped the hand of the young man in front of him, just like those congressmen who visit the rich to comfort them. He exuded an extremely friendly temperament, which was a bit scary.

Miss Evil watched the scene expressionlessly, but she always felt absurd in her heart.

"How did you see that he was the messenger of the Blood Worship Cult?"

Although Sharon wanted to suppress the bubbles in her heart at this moment, Ron's promiscuous behavior still made her unable to maintain her aloof demeanor.

However, based on the logical sequence of things, she was able to sort out some clues.

'He somehow got the whereabouts of a "Blood Worship" demon, so he suddenly appeared to kill the demon, took his identity, and infiltrated this unknown organization?'

"There are too many loopholes here. First of all, how does he know that the contact person doesn't know this messenger? You didn't even disguise yourself. And why is the messenger of the Blood Worship Cult covered in blood? Although the devil is cruel and brutal, he will not use such an appearance."

Although the young man who made the contact was a little surprised, he did not think much about it. After all, according to the public's inherent impression, isn't the devil the same as the young man in front of him who looks like a gentleman but a villain?

"According to the news, there should be only one messenger, but why is there now two?"

He looked at Sharon thoughtfully, but didn't interfere.

"Sir, you can call me Thomas. I am the leader of this group. You can ask for anything you need. The elders will not arrive until tomorrow. I am sorry that you will have to wait a little longer."

"Well, I understand."

The blond boy raised his lips, smiling beautifully and charmingly. He did not wait for the guy who called himself Thomas to finish the topic, but took over the conversation and asked politely:
"Mr. Thomas, you appear to be a criminal?"

"Uh, yes!" Thomas, who looked gentle but had a brown complexion, was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised that the messenger of the Blood Worshipping Cult, whom even the family elders were very afraid of, would actually talk to him.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

Ron asked with a grin showing all eight of his teeth.

"I have killed more than a dozen people."

The facial muscles of the young man who was receiving him changed, and he deliberately revealed a ferocious look, as if he didn't want to be at a disadvantage in front of this authentic devil.

Seeing this, the blond boy nodded in satisfaction, and then asked in confusion:

"What about yesterday?"

???

What yesterday?
Thomas was stunned, and then his heart was shocked. But before he could react, he saw the "messenger" in front of him chuckled and whispered:
"Do you want to kill your father?"

What kind of ludicrous words are these? You don't seem to be pretending, do you?

Miss Evil who was standing behind Ron was dumbfounded. Even though she knew Ron's background, she still couldn't help muttering in her heart.

You are really not an evil god, instigating father and son to kill each other?

Upon hearing this, the expression on Thomas's face changed suddenly. For a moment, there was surprise and surprise. Then he seemed to realize something, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Please don't make such a joke!"

(End of this chapter)