Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 200 Opportunity

"Hmm?" As Bethel finished speaking, the entire Abraham family was completely isolated from their original space.

Unless Bethel removes the spatial blockade, perhaps only the true god can find this place.

But the true gods nowadays are all in the astral plane.

Zarathustra spoke slowly, his voice echoing in the study.

"My father was always very cautious, and even after Antigonus obtained the uniqueness of the 'Fool', he never showed his true form in any public setting."

"Even when we met, they used a secret puppet and a historical projection."

"With such a level of caution, the only person below the level of a true god who could find my father's hiding place is Lord Bethel."

Mr. "Door," the first angel under God who gathered all the materials for becoming a god, has the authority of "Door," so it is still possible for him to be assigned to a sequence of angels.

"Then why do you still dare to come see me?" Bethel asked expressionlessly.

A heavy, solidified atmosphere was brewing. Zarathustra straightened up and looked at the terrifying "Door" man.

"I just want to know the truth."

"This is a war of sequences." Bethel's eyes gleamed, as if he could see right through Zarathustra.

"If Antigonus is to become the 'Fool,' then he will inevitably have a war with your father that will never end."

"On a higher level, I, Amon, and Antigonus will wage the most intense war before the end of the world."

Bethel even overlooked Pales Zoroastrian, the "Time Worm" of the "Thief" pathway sequence one.

Before the three angel kings, the chances of Sequence One winning are almost nil.

If Zarathustra dares to go any further, he will inevitably face the malice of the three angel kings.

"Even the Lord of Mysteries needs servants," Zarathustra had anticipated.

This moment truly revealed the true intentions.

Zarathustra came here to use his father's last "legacy" to obtain an opportunity to become a "mysterious servant".

Old Zarathustra had also seen the second "Blasphemy Tablet" and knew the ancient recipe of the "Lord of Mysteries," and this knowledge was passed on to young Zarathustra.

And Bethel is about to become the "Gate," so even in the final war beyond the sequence, three "Mysterious Servants" will not be needed.

Besides, Antigonus had a blood feud with his father, and Amun, the son of the creator, was truly terrifying.

Even if I end up becoming Mr. Door's waiter, it won't be a loss.

This is one of the reasons why Little Zarathustra dared to go to the door; He believed that Mr. Door would not refuse to train a "mysterious servant".

This was a bit risky; it was courage He had been accumulating for over a thousand years.

"Are you sure I know the whereabouts of the last 'Mysterious Servant' trait?" Bethel's expression softened as he asked.

"You are a student of 'Duke of Dreams'." Zarathustra bowed his head again.

"..." Bethel fell silent.

He did indeed know that this stemmed from his curiosity about the "Fool's" path, and that his teacher had revealed some information to him at the time.

"The last 'Mysterious Servant' trait is in 'Source Castle'." Bethel finally revealed the entire information, as a way of paying back for what he had done back then.

Young Zarathustra dared to come here only after he had figured out His thoughts.

"Source Castle"... that's almost impossible to obtain.

Young Zarathustra remained silent for a long time, and in the end said nothing, only bidding farewell to Bethel.

Bethel removed the spatial blockade and watched as little Zarathustra walked out of the Abraham family.

"This might be a dead end..." Bethel suddenly sighed, his eyes darkening as he looked at the endless gray mist above the spirit realm.

He has not spent these thousand years in slumber; He has long been fully prepared for the ritual of becoming a god, and is just waiting for the end times to come so that He can ascend the throne.

In this respect, He was superior to Amun and Antigonus.

Zarathustra walked toward the Zarathustra family castle without any apparent change in his demeanor, looking like an old gentleman who had just finished a visit to his neighbor.

But Zarathustra is really taking a huge risk this time, after all, he is facing this "Door" man. If anything goes wrong, he may have to use his "Miracleist" trait.

However, the result was good; He got the answer He wanted.

"The Source Castle..." Zarathustra murmured the term, unconsciously thinking of Roselle.

Having known Rosell for so long, He must have secretly observed him, but Rosell, being only Sequence Six, couldn't possibly have detected Him.

"That ability..." The fact that Roselle could use the three related pathways of the "Lord of Mysteries" could not be hidden from Him.

"Is he related to 'Source Castle'?" Zaratu felt his heart, which had been cold and dormant for over a thousand years, begin to heat up.

"But he chose the 'generalist' route..."

This is what Zarathustra couldn't understand; if it weren't for this reason, Roselle might have already become His secret companion.

"Let's observe first!" Zarathustra's eyes darkened, and he decided to wait and see.

During Zarathustra's visit to the Abraham family, Russell also actually arrived at the second largest church of the "Artisan Church"—St. Magna Church.

He knelt on one knee, facing the lever and gears, and prayed "devoutly".

This should have been a routine procedure, but after Roselle finished reciting the name of the "God of Craftsmen," an unseen stream of light seemed to flash across the holy emblem.

"This is!" The bishop of the "Craftsmen's Church," along with the demigods and angels outside the church, all looked up suddenly at St. Magna's Church.

"The power of a true god?!"

"It's the 'God of Craftsmen'!"

Since the Fifth Age, the power of the true god has appeared in the real world no more than three times.

"It is the perfect Lord!" The priests and believers of the "Craftsmen's Church" stared wide-eyed at the shimmering light on the holy emblem.

"Uh..." Rosell was confused, but he knew that he had unwittingly made a big splash.

"Great God of Craftsmen, you are the embodiment of essence, the protector of craftsmen, the radiance of technology..."

The bishop of St. Magna immediately knelt down, chanting the name of the "God of Craftsmen," and devoutly awaited divine guidance.

However, that divine power landed directly on Roselle's forehead, gradually condensing into a golden holy emblem.

"The Chosen Ones!"

A chosen one born in the public eye.

All the followers of the "Church of Craftsmen" looked at Roselle with awe, and even the bishop who had devoted his life to serving the "God of Craftsmen" was somewhat envious.

To be honest, Roselle was completely bewildered. The golden holy emblem on his forehead gave him a divine blessing, allowing him to gain the greatest benefit when developing various technologies.

"I've already become one of God's chosen ones, and I haven't even used my full power yet," Roselle muttered to himself, looking at the awe-inspiring believers.

(End of this chapter)