Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 543 You damn ghost, get out of my body!
Silently, the "aggregation" in Ron's body intensified again, and the two majestic, grand, and terrifying wills became more active and ferocious.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind the door!

Although it is a palm, there are 5 eyes and 3 mouths on it. They are not evenly distributed, some are in the palm, some are on the back of the hand. The fangs as white as bones open and close instinctively, indicating the hunger and greed over countless years.

In Ron's eyes and in the boy's perception, the authority and supreme status that were mixed and twisted to the extreme pressed down from the sky.

This scene made the young man's scalp tingle.

The illusory palm brought unparalleled pressure, sometimes turning into an illusion and sometimes turning into a solid entity, wantonly exerting countless powers, determined to grasp Ron Sothoth in its hand and devour him completely.

In an age even older than the ancient times, the "original" creator who had reached the peak of aggregation seemed to have anticipated this scene long ago. He lay dormant quietly, waiting for Ron to come to him.

This is a fact that cannot be changed!

"Come!"

The great voice spreads throughout the universe, emanating from the most basic logic of the entire universe.

At this moment, Ron Sothoth seemed to feel death, and recalled the scenes when he was entangled by the aggregation monster.

What did I do to offend anyone? Do you really think I'm easy to bully?

When Ron thought about how he was eating a bun and was intercepted by the pillar, he was immediately furious. He frowned and turned around and ran away, imitating Klein's behavior.

Of course, Ron Sothoth still had his baggage and was too embarrassed to cry for help.

Although that arm did not follow the "original" will, the personage that was much stronger than his own still made the boy realize the reality.

Fighting head-on now would be sheer madness. He didn't think he couldn't solve the problem with his own abilities and wisdom. It would just take a little longer at most.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he doesn't think that he couldn't "initially" expect that he could solve this problem.

This means that the hand in front of him is not the final killer move. "The Beginning" is not like a certain pillar-level clown. Once He makes a move, it means that a certain fate is already determined.

How can it be called fate if one can successfully resist it?
If there is no special power to break it, then Ron can only rely on his wisdom and infinite authority to find a chance.

"In that case, why waste time?"

The golden torrent of time suddenly submerged the young man, and the scenery in front of him changed rapidly.

The Third Era. The Fourth Era. The Fifth Era. 509 years. 782 years. 1280 years.
Time is gradually getting back on track, and Ron is making a leap forward in the time scale.

The conceptualized hand that stretched out from the giant gate was not to be outdone. It seemed to be completely unaffected by time and age. Just by relying on its status, it actually grabbed the time period that the young man had crossed.

This is not just a leap in space, but a struggle throughout history and time. However, with each era, the hand with five eyes and three mouths becomes dimmer.

"As I expected, anything that involves the original will inevitably weaken with the passage of time. That palm is essentially no different from the barrier that blocks the Outer Gods!"

When the blond boy saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up, golden light enveloped his whole body, and he ran even faster.

The barren and overgrown scene changed abruptly, sometimes being invaded by rivers and sometimes covered by plants.

Time is like running water, which never turns back, while the topography of the outside world begins to change rapidly. Year after year, day after day, the hard soil layer under the ground is gradually exposed, and the entire barren mountain range finally forms a valley.

1130.
Suddenly, the hand in the air stopped, and as time went by, the rigid program that had been chasing Ron in the ancient era seemed to no longer be able to maintain its integrity and dissipated.

Seeing this scene, the beautiful boy was stunned for a moment, and then in the next moment, with his endless wisdom, he seemed to think of something.

"No, if we go by the time of the original creation, the current barrier has not completely disappeared, which means that this hand cannot disappear either!"

"Why does this thing seem to be pushing me back? As soon as it appeared, it blocked my option of accommodating the Ultimate Gate in the past?"

Ron, realizing the seriousness of the problem, suddenly grinned.

He finally realized that the hand was not trying to grab him for fusion, but was simply defending him and trying to retrieve the source essence from the past.

But what's the point?
Today, in the year 1330 of the Fifth Era, the Original Will must have been greatly diminished. In this situation, what else can He use to deal with Himself! ?

Golden light surrounded his body. The young man stood still without moving, watching the hand that was about to reach his chest suddenly collapse.

Ron merely crossed time instead of actually turning around and running away. If you ignore his slightly dry lips, the boy's performance can be described as extremely elegant.

"Forget it. Going back to the past is not a good option anyway. We can only find the source now."

After thinking for a while, he stepped on the ground, stretched out his right hand and gently moved it.

“If I take Klein with me and make him change something, maybe I can complete the Fool’s godhood ritual.”

Ron muttered something inexplicably, which eased the slightly nervous and uneasy feeling in his heart. He stopped dialing with his right hand and set the time node back to the present.

The linear logic changed at this moment and finally froze here, becoming history, and turning Ron Sothoth into the Western Continent in the past.

"Fuck! Who dug this hole?"

Suddenly, the boy's feet felt empty and he fell into a huge pit that was nearly a hundred meters deep.

Ron looked around in confusion, and suddenly a fresh smell of earth came into his nose.

The great Ron Sothoth, a man who did not show weakness even when fighting against the "original" creator, actually fell down at this moment.

What a shame and humiliation this is! ?

"Fooling, grafting?"

He looked towards the entrance of the cave and found that the spatial position there had undergone some changes. The boy recognized at a glance who was causing trouble.

"Tsk~ How naughty~"

"You still don't admit defeat when shit is about to happen!"

However, Ron just smiled at this little problem, kept it in mind, and prepared to retaliate later.

The most important thing now is to summon the source essence. Only when it returns to wholeness can He be sure to deal with this complicated situation.

"Come!"

A huge and inexplicable roar echoed throughout the entire continent, and at the infinite height of this continent, an ancient and decrepit door was summoned.

The door trembled continuously, as if it was breaking through some restrictions and seals. At a certain moment, this great thing suddenly burst into countless brilliant lights. In an instant, the whole world heard the sound of the door opening.

"What's going on? Is there a thief in the house?!"

Fors Wall, who was working late into the night to finish a manuscript, suddenly raised her head and looked around with vigilance.

The sound of the door opening just now scared her, and she was afraid that some vicious criminal would break in in the middle of the night.

She looked around worriedly, and suddenly saw the perfectly maintained trident and pistol that Xio had placed on the shelf.

"No matter how vicious the criminals are, they can never defeat bounty hunters who only use violence."

Fors curled the corner of his mouth and continued to lower his head to finish the manuscript that had to be submitted tomorrow.

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In a beautifully decorated bathroom, Klein stood there with his eyes focused again. Even though he had been promoted to Sequence 5, the great Mr. Fool was still just a social animal working in the bathroom.

He pretended to press the flush switch of the toilet, and immediately a very relieved expression appeared on his face.

Whether it is pulled out or not, the performance must be done in full.

Klein stretched out his hand and reached back habitually, trying to unlock the door and press the door handle.

However, this move, which was a sure thing for the Joker, was missed by Klein.

He turned his head in surprise and saw that the place where the door originally was had turned into a wall made of cast alloy.

"Fuck! Where are we!?"

On the streets, in rooms, and all over the world, there were changes that were random, disordered, and had no regular pattern at all.

For some, the toilet door is gone, for some, the money in the wallet turns into white paper, and for some, the dead are resurrected, and there are suddenly more or fewer brothers and sisters in the family.

Success turns into failure, failure turns into more failure, those who suffer suffer more, and those who work harder become more tired.

This fucked up fate perfectly illustrates what all kinds of possibilities are.

However, this was just a tiny leak of power as the great being was about to return to the throne. For the Church of the Seven Gods, it was not a big deal.

-

The glorious and dazzling giant gate appeared again after several centuries. Ron felt the incomparable attraction and stretched out his hand to become one with the giant gate.

However, things are not that simple.

In the next moment, he jumped into the air, and the position of the spatial coordinates was grafted to the original place, so that his position did not change at all.

'Son of a bitch!'

The young man cursed in his heart and was about to use his authority and ability to gather together to pull the giant door in the sky into his arms, but at this moment, his steps suddenly sank and he felt something cold dragging him.

The surrounding deep pits of earth kept wriggling, turning into layers of bright red flesh granulations. The rich smell of blood penetrated into Ron's nose from the outside in.

The boy frowned as he saw the familiar red substance that came from nowhere and grabbed his right leg tightly.
Evil, filthy, corrupt, and yet tainted with the breath of holy life that erodes itself. Perhaps due to insufficient strength, its speed is slow and not as terrifying as the "Fallen Mother Goddess" in the starry sky.

"Have a baby with me!"

A soft, peaceful voice came from the outside world, with a motherly kindness, as if she simply wanted to have a child with Ron Sothoth.

"I'm sorry, I already have a wife, but I can introduce you to my best brother, Klein Moretti. He's a great guy and will definitely meet your requirements."

"Besides, he and Roselle have a very good relationship. You can catch two of them at once and have the Brothers Flower!"

After looking around, the boy covered his mouth and nose with twitching mouth.

No matter how stupid he was, he now understood where he was.

The dark cave has disappeared, replaced by a barrier of flesh with countless wriggling buds that secrete mucus.

What's even more vivid is that at the bottom of the wall of flesh and blood, there is a hole that is wider than Ron's entire body. The deep red substance keeps flowing out from there, just like menstruation, which makes Xiao Zayu's face twitch.

He had never expected that the bastard "Lord of Mysteries" was waiting for him here, and he had taken advantage of his return to the "present" to seamlessly trick him into coming here.

What can he do here?
Unclogging the sewer for the "Fallen Mother Goddess"!?

Frankly speaking, some parts of the body of the "Fallen Mother Goddess" are indeed a good cage. Coupled with the feminine symbol and the "mother's nest", the connection between the boy and the source is greatly weakened.

However, Ron really couldn't accept such a heavy thing. In an instant, several suns emitting hot energy suddenly appeared in the boy's palm.

I'm going to give your son a fibroid! ! !

Endless light and heat suddenly burst out, carbonizing and charring the surrounding flesh in just an instant. Ron took this opportunity to not be idle. He ignored the red substance that was grabbing his thigh, and instead stretched out his palm to create a dark, deep, heavy, dense black hole with enormous pressure.

Ron grinned grimly, raised his hand and threw the black hole in his hand towards the flesh and blood crack that was constantly overflowing with red substance.

In an instant, white dwarfs, neutron stars, and supernovas that were fragile enough to kill the "Lord of Mysteries" in seconds appeared and exploded one after another.

I'll make you have your period!!!
Under the tremendous pressure and the blazing light, the surrounding flesh and blood began to tremble violently. Although the sun and black hole rubbed by Ron's hands with his authority were not fatal to the "Fallen Mother Goddess", it hurt!
"what!!!"

The shrill howls spread throughout the universe, making those who heard them cry and feel sad. The "Fallen Mother Goddess" never imagined in her life that someone would play billiards with a supernova in her belly.

In his common sense, shouldn't Ron be exercising his authority to decide who will die at this time? How did he become the old torturer?
The joys and sorrows of each person are not the same. The characteristics of the "Immortal" made Ron not want to waste time entangled with the "Fallen Mother Goddess". As long as he tortured her to death, the severe pain would sooner or later make the "Fallen Mother Goddess" reveal a flaw.

"It's hard to give birth to a child, right? Then I'll give you an abortion!!!"

The young man smirked again, and dozens of suns appeared in his palms again, and he threw them out at random.

Ron didn't know whether the "Fallen Mother Goddess" would die or not after enduring all this, but she was definitely in extreme pain.

In just a few seconds, new buds grew out of the rotten flesh and blood, but under the explosion of the sun and supernovas, the layers of flesh and blood that were blown out quickly turned into ashes.

Under Ron's painful torture, the screams became louder and more miserable.

At a certain moment, the flesh and blood squirmed and instantly kicked Ron out of the hole.

(End of this chapter)