Ron, in the air, looked down at Silas, expressing great surprise that Silas could say such words now.
"Little fellow, you need to think clearly. Your protector is no longer here. I can kill you at any time now!" Ron said in a cold tone.
Silas was silent for a moment, seemingly having chickened out, then asked, "You and Mayor Arnold, are you the same person!?"
"Haha, it seems your logic is quite good." Ron said, descending. His shadow under the blood moon writhed for a moment, then transformed into Mayor Arnold, dressed in a black suit with a kind expression.
"How did you find out?" Ron asked leisurely, very composed and not in a hurry at this moment.
Silas said coldly, "Naturally, it's because of those who committed suicide. The commonality among those who committed suicide is that their godfather was either you or Mayor Arnold. Mayor Arnold is an absolutely ordinary person; Master Jeros has already confirmed this. He is a native of Bayne. And now, the ritual has already begun successfully. As a mastermind of the same level as you, he hasn't appeared here. That can only mean that the so-called two masterminds are actually the same person, and the previous Mayor Arnold has either been killed by you and become your puppet, or your avatar."
"Not bad! Not bad!" Ron nodded and clapped his hands.
Silas frowned and asked, "How did you do it, making so many people willingly commit suicide for you, becoming the primordial spiritual energy to suppress the framework of the magic circle?"
Ron asked with a smile, "You're about to die, yet you're still curious about these things?"
Silas replied very calmly, "Who lives and who dies is not yet certain. If you fear me, you can refuse my question and kill me."
"I fear you!? Hmph, truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."
Ron then began to explain, "This can be considered a foreshadowing I laid down in my early years. In my early years, I was a priest. At that time, due to my outstanding performance, I became the baptismal priest of the first church in Bayne City. Perhaps I was born a malicious person; my priestly knowledge is different from others. Others bless people by reciting scriptures, making them firm and strong. But my prayers, while being recited, gradually change a person's mind and even ideology. I didn't notice so much at that time. Later, as my realm improved, on an accidental occasion, I suddenly discovered that all my godchildren revered me as a god and had a hidden fanatical worship for me."
Hearing this, Silas's face darkened. "You still possess such an ability?"
"Nothing is impossible in this vast world. Two years ago, because of the surge in my Spirit Vision, my personality flipped, from pure white to pure black. In fact, flipping is an evolution of our spirit! That time, I obtained a brand new ability, Shadow Incarnation, allowing me to change into the appearance of anyone. Although it has no combat power, it can be controlled by me at will, no different from a real person."
Speaking of this, Ron's expression was filled with a strange excitement.
The higher the Spirit Vision, the more the human spirit detaches from humanity. There are two important signs in the process of its growth: one is flipping, and the other is going mad.
Flipping is due to the cumulative growth of Spirit Vision, leading to a drastic change in a person's temperament, but the spirit remains very stable.
Simply put, it's the process of a bad person suddenly becoming a good person, or a good person suddenly becoming a bad person.
"With the growth of Spirit Vision, my desire for knowledge became even stronger. I longed to know everything I didn't know, I longed to know the truth of the world, I longed to know all mysteries, even the appearance of deities. So at that time, I began to prepare for this plan. To achieve the necessary sacrifices, I killed Arnold, who was very powerful and had many godchildren, and let my avatar become him. Through prayers, I gradually turned his godchildren into my godchildren. And when I need them, they can dedicate everything they have to me at any time."
Silas narrowed his eyes and asked, "Was Markok's suicide also your instruction?"
"I only asked him to rape Roland to hatch the Great Devouring Wyrm's eggs as soon as possible, but unfortunately, he couldn't do it. As for his suicide, it has nothing to do with me. It's probably because he felt too sorry for me!" Ron said casually with a relaxed expression.
"Then what did you want to achieve by guiding the Green Flame Brotherhood to summon the Primordial Flame here?" Silas voiced all the doubts in his heart at this moment.
Ron said casually, "That was just an experiment to see if the magic circle I gave them worked well. I didn't expect it to actually be summoned. This is also good; the remnant they summoned became a coordinate and anchor point, and now it has become the core of the summoning, saving me a lot of trouble."
Saying this, Ron pointed, and Silas turned his head to see the green skull floating in mid-air within that pool of black mud.
Looking up at the blood moon in the sky, Silas sighed, "You really know how to pick a good day."
"Haha, all of this is within my plan. The Blood Moon Festival itself is a festival for the continent to sleep together and avoid disaster. So around this day, absolutely no one will come to interfere with me. Even if the entire Bayne City explodes, no one will know, because everyone is hiding at home and will not travel far."
Ron became excited as he spoke, unreservedly displaying his outstanding research results to Silas. "And I have been studying this moonlight for two years. To break the rules of this world, one can only rely on the original power that created this world!"
While they were talking, the last batch of maddened citizens surged into the magic circle.
Instantly, tide-like black mud directly filled the entire magic circle.
Silas closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Ron, your wish will be shattered in my hands. Your long-cherished wish, your dream, your research will be crushed under my spear."
"Hahaha!" Hearing Silas's words, Ron burst into laughter, reached out and grabbed Silas's neck, and grinned. "If it weren't for my interest in this ice heart of yours, you would have died countless times by now, you know? Ant!"
Silas slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, "Who is the ant is not for you to decide. So what if you can really summon the Black Goat of the Woods? You are just one of her millions of tentacles."
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Hearing this, Ron's eyes widened instantly, and he roared in shock, "Damn it! How do you know this name! Speak! How do you know!"
A faint mockery played on Silas's lips. "I know far, far more than you imagine, but I don't want you to blabber on now. Your actions today have completely angered me, so next, feel the trampling of the iron hooves of ice!"
"You're courting death!" Ron exerted force and instantly knocked Silas unconscious.
But the next second, he quickly let go, making sure Silas's neck wasn't broken.
"I can't let him die yet. I must find out about this matter. Where did he learn it? I spent hundreds of days and nights deciphering this name from countless ancient texts!"
Then, throwing Silas's body aside, Ron turned to look at the constantly churning black mud. The hesitation on his face receded, replaced by excitement. He spread his arms and roared, "Never mind, the great Black Goat of the Woods is about to descend!"