When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1605 - Capítulo 1605: 292: The Grey Celestial Marsha

Capítulo 1605: Chapter 292: The Grey Celestial Marshal’s Ritual (Part 3)

Just like the Crown Lord of the past couldn’t completely defeat the Supre Heaven, leading to the birth of the Bear Celestial Marshal. He couldn’t completely defeat the Crown Lord either.

Destiny is a Ring of Ouroboros.

“In His perception, the White Dragon is dead. At this mont, He becos the Monarch, just like Aiwass who seized the body of the Celestial Marshal. But unfortunately, that guy got it wrong~”

Ottolucus said this and then transford into an elderly man full of wisdom.

His hair and beard were white, and his gaze sharp.

No one knows what his true appearance is, just as no one knows whether he is male or female, old or young.

“… Or perhaps, this is the characteristic of the Crowned Celestial Marshal.”

The old man said aningfully: “Just like before. Back when he was still a Celestial Marshal, he was reckless this way.”

“I rember the young master telling sothing…”

At this mont.

Lily’s voice suddenly resonated chillingly: “Regarding the matter of you also participating in the Battle of Punishnt, Grey Celestial Marshal.”

A humanoid outline ford from shadows slowly stood up from Hayna’s shadow.

Even Hassan or Hayna had no idea Lily was here. Hassan, in response, had already prepared a spell, but the fireball he conjured was casually dispersed by Hayna with a wave.

Seeing Ottolucus and Morgan completely unresponsive, Hassan reluctantly withdrew his spell.

After all, he couldn’t beat these three people before him. And without Ottolucus’s help, he couldn’t even fully unleash the power of the Fire Fragnt.

“The inheritor of Spider’s Silk Sensing…”

As expected, the old man imdiately recognized Hayna’s background.

He was sowhat surprised, yet sowhat pleased: “You actually removed the ‘’ within your body? Truly remarkable.”

Up to this point, Ottolucus no longer concealed the fact that he is indeed the Grey Celestial Marshal.

“—The young master helped achieve this.”

Lily replied without hesitation: “He said—you are also friends with the Crowned Celestial Marshal.”

“Yes. We fought against the Supre Heaven together.”

The old man nostalgically said: “So I know what choice he will make.”

As he spoke, his body twisted again, transforming into a black-haired, black-eyed youth.

At this mont, Hayna and Lily both held their breath.

—Because this appearance was almost identical to the childlike Sherlock!

“… Did you really not die back then?”

Lily couldn’t help but ask.

Grey Celestial Marshal Ottolucus raised a finger to his lips, gesturing for silence: “Don’t concern yourself with such matters…”

“How could it not matter?”

Lily’s sharp gaze fixated on Ottolucus, speaking firmly and directly: “If you intend to take my body, then declare war. If you don’t need to do so, then we are friends. It’s that simple.”

“It’s not that simple.”

He turned back with a smile: “Truth is transparent, which is why people cannot clearly see it; while lies are opaque, neither light nor gaze can penetrate them, people can only see lies, so they always trust lies.

“That’s why I’m here—I appear in every place that brews lies.

“The Grey Celestial Marshal has never died. Look at the human world, is there ever even a mont devoid of lies? I think not.”

“Then why did you create proof of your own death?”

“Do you have to keep asking?”

The Grey Celestial Marshal seed a bit helpless but could only reply frankly: “Even death is a lie, so only then can I thoroughly integrate into lies, right?”

Suddenly, Hayna realized sothing: “You want to beco a Pillar God? Otherwise why do you make your own path?”

“Who knows? Maybe.”

The Grey Celestial Marshal chuckled, noncommittally.

He spread his arms and said frankly: “I appear here because of the forr request of the Crowned Celestial Marshal. ‘Arthur’ always needs ‘rlin’, especially when fighting against ‘Giants’ and the ‘God of Giants’.”

“… What do you an?” Hayna was sowhat perplexed.

“Who is the real Arthur? The Red Dragon called Arthur? Or the White Dragon who established the Knights of the Round Table? Na or title? Truth or fact? Or perhaps none of it matters?

“… Just like, who is the real serpent? Isn’t the scene in Holy Spring City now playing out exactly like this.”

Grey Celestial Marshal spoke up to this point, looking at Morgan.

And Morgan took out the imprisoned fragnt of the White Dragon’s soul.

He looked at Hayna and posed a question Hayna couldn’t avoid:

“Girl, if given the chance, would you want to beco a Pillar God?

“—If you can obtain the strength of a Celestial Marshal, yet must battle to the death with a Pillar God.”

Hayna’s eyes widened.

She suddenly understood.

Why she appeared here.

Why the Grey Celestial Marshal and Morgan appeared here.

Why the Red Hand Gang appeared here.

If she is “Lancelot,” then Hassan is “Arthur.” Those Red Hand Gang are the Knights of the Round Table.

The Grey Celestial Marshal is “rlin,” and Morgan is “Morgan,” could also be “Guinevere.”

The absurd and savage Benevolent Lords are the human-eating Giants.

The God of Giants is the Abyssal Celestial Envoy.

The Supre God, the Invincible God—

Everything is just fitting.

Just like a stage play, it’s only now that she knows she also has a role.

“What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again…”

The Grey Celestial Marshal smiled, though his expression was sowhat sorrowful: “This is the essence of the ritual.

“—When Arthur defeated the Giants back then, he had Lancelot accept the Crown. Because he only wished to destroy the Giant’s Country, but did not wish to rule the nation.

“So, if it were you, would you be willing to accept it?”