Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 82 Source of Source of Source of Source of Taste

"Your monocle style is really ugly, so I'll give you this one."

After being thrown into the air, the monocle that reflected the light of the crystal was caught by Ron. He spread his palm and looked at the monocle in his palm carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, the great ruler of time and space had to admit that this monocle looked better.

He rubbed it twice with his hand, hesitated for a moment and finally put it into his pocket.

Because putting on this monocle means that he admits that he is old-fashioned, which must not be shown in front of outsiders!
This is too detrimental to the face of his great existence!

"Very good. It seems that you are also a poor guy. Although you have useless parasite characteristics, you can still reach a deal."

"But... this is only relative to you!"

As he spoke, the blond boy pointed with his chin at the Punishment Knight on the other side of the nail plate.

The Sequence Five with brass-colored eyes was not aware of what the two men had just done or the sailors wearing monocles, as if the scene he was seeing now had been deceived by something. Tampered.

"He is your master. You, a servant, are not allowed to solve problems for your master?"

Ron's bad mouth started to taunt again habitually, reducing the thief angel in front of him to nothing.

"He has been deeply parasitized by me and essentially belongs to me, so there is no need to pay extra!"

"And he is a descendant of Trunsoest. If you want to find the Ghost Empire, you will definitely need his help."

Amon pushed up his monocle and tried to bargain with Ron.

"Well, you are really a born bad guy. If you want to take advantage of his bloodline, why do you still want to keep his consciousness?"

"Destroying his soul, crushing his beliefs, and swallowing him whole will not delay you from doing this."

Hey, who is the bad guy?
Hearing the blond boy's answer, Amon's mouth twitched. He had seen many mythical creatures with double standards, but this was the first time he had seen such a double standard.

"I have my own reasons for doing this, so you don't need to worry too much!"

After smoothing over the grievance in his heart, Amon waved his hand indifferently.

"Ha, just pretending."

Ron made a sarcastic comment about Amon's superficial appearance, then pushed up his monocle, which always slipped, and recounted the information given by the navigator.

"At this coordinate, a giant ship will pass by at five o'clock in the morning. Follow it and you can find the so-called Ghost Empire!"

"It's getting late now, hurry up and sail the boat. I want to laugh when I see you doing everything yourself."

"Oh, I really want to buy you a pacifier and plug up your broken mouth!"

The blond boy's harsh words made Shi Angel feel something he had never experienced before. Even if he was ridiculed by a king of angels, he didn't feel as angry as he did now.

Under the night sky and above the waves, a medium-sized old sailing ship sailed on the dark sea. There was no light coming from its hull. It was like a ghost ship circulating on the sea, full of strange atmosphere and heading for a certain place. Unknown location.

However, the noise coming from the ship from time to time will always inadvertently break this terrible atmosphere.

Seven hours later.
"Here we are, according to the coordinates you gave us, we are here!"

The Amons on the boat all wiped away the non-existent sweat, and all looked at the hateful little kid sitting on the bow of the boat.

After getting the coordinates of the Ghost Empire, according to the time angel's idea, it is undoubtedly a very quick way to directly steal the distance and come there.

But a certain annoying blond kid didn't agree with this. He thought that since he parasitized the sailor, he should play this profession well, which would help the stability of the "anchor". The stability of fart's "anchor"!

After hearing these nonsense, the God of Deception certainly didn't believe a word of it.

This little thing just wants to see Him busy!
What a disgusting guy, even Medici is more pleasing to the eye than him!

Although there was all kinds of unhappiness in his heart, and although these words were repeated hundreds of times on the way here, it was not enough for a certain shameless guy.

"Oh? Here we are, you worked very hard!"

Ron jumped off the bow of the ship and complimented the sailors and crew on the ship. He stood up and looked carefully at the surrounding sea.

"I feel the breath of the treasures left behind by my ancestors!"

At this moment, the Punishment Knight, whose whole body was deeply parasitized, spoke in a daze. His tone was confused, as if he had forgotten many things, but he was unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.

"Just wait, when I get back the treasure of my ancestors, all of you monocles will be liquidated!"

The descendant of Trunsoest spoke firmly, speaking his mind under the influence of the Worm of Time.

However, Ron and Amon were not too optimistic about this heroic speech.

Time passed slowly, and the first rays of the sun shone on the old sailing ship.

This ray of golden light is like a specific "key", causing certain changes in the sea area illuminated by the sun, as if there are other "worlds" attached to that piece of real space.

Shi Angel and the blond boy turned their heads and looked at the location where the space fluctuated.

One of them pushed his monocle, and the other groaned and made no movement on the deck.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and start the boat!"

After a while, Ron's harsh words reached Shi Angel's ears.

"To be honest, I always feel that you lack enough tutoring and are not well-educated."

Amon, who has been naughty since childhood and was brought up by the War Angels, complained about the guys who were worse than him. He thought that his character was so endearing under the background of Ron.

Then he no longer waited. The sailors and crew members wearing monocles controlled the sailboat and headed towards the abnormal space.

A snap of fingers suddenly sounded, and blue light covered the entire old sailboat.

The sound of rushing water came, causing the steady sailboat to flip over uncontrollably, and actually sailed upside down under the sea level.

The surrounding scenery faded away from its color and became black and white, just like the photos taken by a modern camera.

The sound of snapping fingers echoed in the surrounding space again.

Those sailors who accidentally fell out of the ship because the sailboat was upside down and the bugs in their bodies aged strangely, as if they had reached the end of their own existence. In just a short moment, they turned into handfuls of ashes and stars. Little bits of light splashed on the black and white sea.

"Hmph, ╯^╰."

The blond boy snorted disdainfully, but did not mock Amon's little action just now, because after entering this hidden dimension, he smelled a familiar scent.

That is the aura of part of his spatial authority!

It's the smell of chaotic rules mixed with gray mist!
It's that reckless guy who loves petty gains!
(End of this chapter)