Chapter 11 "Medici is Dead"
Not only that, through his perception of the keychain, Rosen also knew that the keychain was still in the cooling stage. If they wanted to use it again to return to the original era, they could either wait patiently for a while and wait for the cooling to end naturally, or do something specific to help the keychain complete the charging and end the cooling early.
Rosen didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, he was also very interested in the Fourth Age and didn't mind staying here for a while.
And to be honest, the Fourth Era without the demigod Sun God is actually safer for Rosen, who still has the unique power of a thief. At the same time, this also means that Rosen has enough freedom to find the potion materials he needs.
Perhaps I could attempt to advance to Sequence 9 Peter Pan in this era… Rosen couldn't help but ponder this.
"How did you do it?" Medici heard Rosen's answer. Even though he had already guessed it in his heart, he still couldn't hide his shock at this moment.
After all, in the world of the Lord of Mysteries, truly traveling through time and space is almost impossible.
"Although I really want to answer you, the answer is that I don't know either. Perhaps you can think of this as some kind of innate power of mine. I can use it, but I don't really understand it." Rosen shook his head and told the truth to some extent.
Although he had used the keychain to open the door of time and space, allowing them to travel to the Fourth Era, Rosen still didn't understand how it worked, so he could be said to be clueless.
Medici looked at the Son of God, assessing the truth of his words. Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he sneered, saying, "So that's how it is."
Medici originally didn't understand why the Lord forbade him to meet the Sons of God, but now he had some idea. Perhaps the reason lay with the man in front of him.
This Son of God was clearly something very special.
Rosen glanced at Medici and guessed what he was thinking. He didn't make any excuses. Instead, he glanced in a certain direction and said sincerely, "A guest is coming. Do you think he's coming to see you or me?"
"Apparently, it's both."
As Medici said this, the color of the space they were in suddenly became richer, and the next second, an angel wearing a linen robe and with long silver hair appeared in front of them.
Ouroboros, the angel of destiny with soft features and beautiful face, raised his eyes and looked at Medici with an expression that was a little confused, a little shocked, and a little surprised.
He said, "Medici, are you resurrected?"
At the same time, Rosen skillfully used the thief's unique power to suppress the claws of someone who was trying to steal. He looked at Amon, who was probably not the real body but also had a Sequence 2 level, with a smile and said happily:
"Amon, are you happy? Your brother is here!"
It is hard to say whether at this moment the Red Angel, who suddenly learned that he was dead, wanted to curse more, or the Angel, who was suppressed by the thief's uniqueness, was in a worse mood.
Anyway, both the Angel of Destiny and Rosen were in a good mood.
"Okay, very good, this is a surprising future." Medici gritted his teeth. Out of caution, he only contacted Ouroboros, but at this moment, several suspicious targets popped up in his mind. Each of them had a long-standing grudge against him, and each of them was in competition with him.
The Red Angel is certainly not so arrogant as to think that he will not die. On the contrary, he is well aware of the possibility of failure on his way to climbing up.
Even though he suddenly knew that his future self was dead, Medici quickly calmed down after his initial anger. He looked at Ouroboros and asked, "Who is it?"
Ouroboros was indeed a good partner of Medici. He was stunned for a moment after hearing this incoherent question, then lowered his eyes and replied, "Tudor, Adam and Amon joined forces to help Tudor become the Red Priest."
At this moment, Medici was obviously stunned. From his suddenly dilated pupils, it could be seen that the Red Angel was even more shocked at this moment than when he just knew he was dead.
Medici subconsciously glanced at Amon who was struggling under Rosen's hands, and his expression was even a little confused at this moment.
How could they be Adam and Amon? How could they be two sons of God?
Medici was really surprised and confused. In his time, the two sons of God had just been born. Although he did not have much affection for them, because of the Sun God, he also loved them.
It was for this reason that Medici could never imagine that he would die at the hands of the two Sons of God in the future.
What exactly happened in the future?
"Wow, Xiaohong, you're so miserable!"
Just when Medici was extremely confused, he suddenly heard a very exaggerated voice ringing in his ears. He suddenly came to his senses and saw Rosen looking at him seriously. The other party suggested very seriously: "So let's go beat Adam up and avenge you!"
Medici... Medici's thoughts froze for a moment, and then he found that he was moved by Rosen's simple and crude proposal.
"...It's as simple as you say." But while he was tempted, Medici also knew that this proposal was actually not very reliable. The main reason was that they were not clear about the situation of this era. It would not be easy to rashly beat up someone who was at least the King of Angels.
"But just tell me whether you are moved or not!" Rosen spread his hands and said with a smile.
He had great respect for the Sun God, but as for Adam, Rosen could only say that he deserved to be beaten.
"If you guys want to beat up Adam, maybe I can provide some help?"
At this moment, Amon, who had been suppressed by Rosen, suddenly spoke out of the blue. His expression at this moment was even a little excited, and it was obvious that he wanted to see the fun of his brothers.
"How cruel, Amon! He's your brother!" Rosen looked at Amon and asked in a seemingly exaggerated but actually tentative tone.
"Isn't that your brother too?" Amon glanced at him and said with a smile, "Rosen."
Rosen blinked his eyes, then suddenly smiled. He reached out and rubbed Amon's hair, but he used a lot of force, as if he was rubbing a silly roe deer.
Rosen said with a relieved tone: "It's amazing that you still remember me as your brother!"
"That will probably be hard to forget," Amon replied, his expression revealing nothing. He even seriously suggested, "If you want to cause trouble for me, I can also guide you."
"Is it really okay to sell out your true self so easily?" Rosen asked curiously. He always felt that Amon was a very magical group. They were usually united against the outside world, but they seemed to be ruthless when it came to pitting each other internally.
"You won't kill Him, and I don't like to take the blame for Him." Amon said this, looking at Medici, as if to defend himself, "I was somewhere else when that happened."
Chapter 12 You Can Treat Him as Your Brother
"What's the difference? Aren't you all Amon?" Medici could of course hear that the thing Amon was talking about was the thing of him being killed in the future. This made him sneer and said unhappily.
As a typical representative of the "one soul, one person" school, Medici naturally did not see any difference between Amon's original body and his clone.
"...It seems that you are still the same." Amon smiled undeniably.
Ouroboros, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke at this moment. He stared at Rosen and said, as if he had finally realized something, "You are Rosen."
These words made everyone look at him.
Rosen raised his eyebrows, nodded nonchalantly, looked at Ouroboros and said with a smile: "Yes, I'm Rosen, you are Ouroboros, right?"
"Yes." Ouroboros nodded, apparently not thinking there was anything wrong with the conversation between the two.
Amon watched this scene, a hint of thought flashing in his eyes, but he did not speak and continued to smile.
Medici frowned suspiciously. He looked at Rosen, then Ouroboros, and suddenly asked, "Big Snake, you don't look familiar with Rosen?"
"I'm indeed unfamiliar with Him." Ouroboros looked at Medici in confusion. He then seemed to have thought of something and added, "This is the first time we've met today, but I know He is the Lord's second child."
It is hard to say what Medici was thinking at this moment. He just looked at Rosen deeply.
"Why are you looking at me?" Rosen looked back innocently, but he had some thoughts in his mind.
If Amon's reaction wasn't enough to confirm Rosen's opinion, Ouroboros's answer confirmed one thing for Rosen—the people of this time and space clearly only remembered and knew him up to the time when Amon kicked the door open for him and he met Medici, and nothing more. Otherwise, given his interest in the Eight Archangels, today couldn't possibly be Ouroboros's first meeting with him.
What a pity. I had wanted to see if I could find a bug and know my "future", but now it seems that's not possible.
Rosen thought so, but he was not really disappointed.
The known represents the strategy, but the unknown represents countless possibilities.
Medici sneered and said, "I was just wondering if someone died young."
Rosen's smile paused, then grew even brighter. He then said lazily, "Perhaps that's the case. Well, Xiaohong, do you think we should form a team and call it 'He Comes from Hell'?"
This hellish joke at the end even made Rosen laugh.
Medici looked at Rosen again, nodded, and said, "Okay!"
For a moment, it was difficult to tell who was in more hellish situation.
"I suddenly feel a little cold. How about we go to a warmer and more comfortable place to continue chatting?" Amon raised his hand and pinched the monocle on his face, and suggested.
This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone present.
After they left, two figures slowly emerged from where they were originally located.
A man wearing a black wizard robe, a pointed hat, and a signature crystal monocle on his face was another Amon.
The other one was dressed like a priest, holding a cross in his hand. His golden eyes seemed to have some compassion at first glance, but a closer look revealed that there was no emotion in them at all.
"It's really interesting. I only found out I have a twin brother after being born for so long." Amon said this, glancing at Adam next to him and said:
"What's even more interesting is that both my intellect and my emotions tell me that He is indeed my brother. Even though the memory I have of him is only the tiny bit that just suddenly appeared, I still firmly believe it. Even when I want to correct this idea, my instinct prevents me from doing so."
Adam showed no surprise when he heard this. He just seemed to be recalling something. After a long while, he spoke:
"You can treat Him as your brother. This may be the best option."
"What?" Amon showed a rare look of surprise, and at the same time he realized that Adam might know more than he did.
But Adam obviously had no intention of explaining. He just looked deeply at the direction where Rosen left, and then disappeared into the air again.
"I really hate this about you." Amon said with a forced smile. Sometimes he really hated the audience's riddle-telling nature.
So it can be seen that there is a reason why Amon's clone proposed to help Rosen and others beat Adam.
Sometimes the audience really deserves a beating.
…
Before leaving the desolate wilderness, they naturally discussed where to go next. Ouroboros suggested going to the Solomon Empire, which was the territory of the real Creator. Amon disagreed with this and suggested that everyone go to the Tudor Empire, so that after the conversation, they could go and fight Adam.
Needless to say, neither of their suggestions was adopted, and in the end, Rosen made the final decision, and everyone came together to a place in the Balam Empire.
The reason for coming here is naturally out of safety considerations. After all, the God of Death Salinger is not familiar with either Ouroboros or Amon, but for now, there is no deep hatred between them, so there is no need to worry about an ambush. Although there are certain dangers here, with the combination of Rosen + Medici + Ouroboros, even if the God of Death himself comes, he will not be unable to escape.
"So, can you two tell me about your origins now?"
In the bustling tavern, Amon slowly picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip, then suddenly spoke with a smile, as if he didn't intend to act anymore.
But Rosen, who should have cooperated with him, ignored his words. The three-year-old cub picked up the juice in front of him, looked at the liquor in the glasses of the three people opposite him, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why am I the only one who is juice?"
"What kind of wine are you drinking, little brat? Wait until you're an adult before you decide!" Medici, the instigator, laughed unceremoniously. He picked up the liquor in the glass and drank it all. He looked at Amon and said, "You are very smart."
"You guys didn't hide it from the beginning." Amon shook his head. He put down his wine glass, raised his hand to pinch his monocle, and said with a smile: "Of course, the more important thing is that I have the memory of that day."
He raised his head and glanced at Medici first, then at Rosen, meeting those emerald green eyes.
Amon said, "I remember it was the fifth day after I was born. I came to find you with my new friend Medici, and then you disappeared with a dazzling light."
"You're surprisingly frank," Rosen said, his chin resting on one hand. He took a sip of his juice and asked with interest, "And then? Do we appear again in your memory?"
Amon shook his head calmly and said, "I have no memory of this. In fact, my memory of this is until you disappeared."
After a pause, He added meaningfully, "Perhaps this is because you haven't returned yet."
Chapter 13 Rosen Convinced Everyone
"I think so too." Rosen nodded, agreeing with Amon's guess.
Ouroboros beside him showed a puzzled expression: "What comes from the past?"
"Be good, go sit at the same table with the kids. Waiter, bring another glass of juice." Rosen looked at the Angel of Destiny lovingly, waved to the waiter, and in everyone's speechless eyes, replaced the liquor in Ouroboros's hand with juice.
"Childish!" Medici shook his head speechlessly.
Amon suddenly waved to the waiter and asked for a glass of juice, not knowing what he was thinking of.
So there were three people drinking juice at the table, which made Medici look unique.
"Why don't you change to juice?" Rosen looked at the Red Angel seriously and asked.
"Tsk!" Medici scoffed. He drank the liquor in the cup, then pushed it aside and said, "I'd rather not drink it."
Rosen immediately showed a disappointed expression.
Medici didn't bother to pay attention to him. His ruby-like eyes looked at Amon with a hint of sharpness: "But you have memories related to me, after that day."
"Yes." Amon did not deny it. He nodded with a smile, looked at Medici, and said slowly, "I remember everything about you. What's more interesting is that in my original memory, Rosen did not exist."
"Wow, I sound suspicious." Rosen laughed exaggeratedly at this obvious targeting. Then he took a sip of juice and looked at the three people looking at him.
"But didn't you already know how special I was from the beginning? I remember the Sun God didn't hide this fact!"
Rosen then looked at Amon and said with a smile: "Amon, the fact that I am your brother will not change no matter what. You can certainly doubt me and target me, but it is undeniable that you need me too, don't you?" The last part of his words clearly had a hidden meaning.
Amon's grip on the cup tightened. He looked at Rosen and said, "But how can I be sure that you are the one who can bring hope, and not the one who pushes fate to a worse place?"
If Amon had any wish, then the only wish would probably be for his father, Grisha, the former sun god.
The fall of the sun god has always been something that Amon could not let go of. As a firm representative of "different personalities mean different people", Amon never wanted to admit that the real creator was his father.
It can be said that Amon, a guy who seems to care about nothing, actually has an obsession in his heart from beginning to end, the obsession of resurrecting the sun god.
So after realizing Rosen's specialness, realizing that Rosen came from the past, and realizing that he could travel through time and space, the first thing Amon thought of was - if the past could be changed, could his father's fall be prevented?
This is also the reason why Amon sent his clone to find Rosen without any hesitation. He doesn't care what the world is like, nor does he care whether Rosen is in danger or not. He just wants an answer.
"You may not believe me, but you should believe your father." Rosen looked at the Son of God, who had never gotten over the fall of the Sun God. It was hard to tell whether his tone was serious or bewitching. He smiled and said:
"If I were the one to push my fate into the abyss, father would be the first to kill me. You should understand this very well."
Amon paused and said noncommittally, "Perhaps you are right."
Rosen smiled. He knew that Amon had wavered, or rather, in the face of the fact that "the Sun God might avoid the fate of falling", Amon had no choice but to waver.
Amon is not one of those people who cares about justice in the world. His world is small, and his heart is also small. This makes him difficult to convince and difficult to win over in many cases, like a pure chaotic person. But this also makes Amon unable to refuse the corresponding chips in front of the things he really cares about.
After all, these are the only things in his world. How can he give up the only important thing?
Rosen then looked at Medici and said with a grin, "First, believe in your Lord. I am His approved child. Second, at least in this time and space, we are bound together. You don't want to stay here forever, do you?"
Medici sneered, resting his chin on one hand. He said, "First, the Lord forbids me from seeing you, which shows he doesn't approve of you. Second, what's wrong with staying in this time and space?"
Rosen was not panicked, but just looked at Him quietly, waiting for His next words.
Medici met his gaze and continued, "But the Lord did not kill you. Instead, He regarded you as the Son of God... At least in this time and space, I will use my own eyes to bear witness to what kind of person you are on behalf of the Lord."
"Then you might see an interesting person who is keen on seeking death?" Rosen pinched his chin, not knowing whether to say it was narcissistic or self-aware when he evaluated himself, and finally looked at Ouroboros.
The Angel of Destiny was holding the juice in both hands and drinking it slowly. After meeting Rosen's gaze, he showed a puzzled expression.
Rosen fell silent.
Rosen chose to call the waiter and ordered an ice cream for Ouroboros - yes, although it was the Fourth Age, ice cream did exist in this era.
"…Thank you?" Although Ouroboros didn't know why he suddenly had ice cream, he still thanked him sincerely.
"Tsk! How come he's getting dumber and dumber?" Medici gritted his teeth, as if he had a toothache. Although he had long known that Ouroboros was rather dull, or to put it bluntly, a bit stupid, and didn't fit in with the bunch of old-timers around him, he had never expected that after so many years, the latter had made no progress and was still so dumb.
Perhaps I should suggest that the Lord give Ouroboros a lesson, at least to stop him from always looking like he's been cheated and still counting money for the other person.
Medici thought about this matter seriously at this moment.
"I think so too. Maybe I can sign up to be Ouroboros's teacher. I have some experience in anti-fraud." Rosen obviously saw what Medici was thinking and recommended himself enthusiastically.
"I know you have rich experience in fraud, sit down!" It was difficult for Medici to describe his mood at this moment. He speechlessly pressed down the enthusiastic Rosen, then looked at Amon, and his expression finally became serious.
Medici said, "Now that Rosen's minor problem has been resolved, Your Excellency, it's time for us to discuss the issues between us."
Medici did not forget that Amon had a part in His death in this era.
"So I really don't want to take the blame for my original body!" Amon sighed helplessly. He looked at Medici and said, "But Xiaohong, compared to your death, I think you might want to know more about what has happened in this world since that day."
Medici narrowed his eyes.
Chapter 14: The Wrath of the Medici
Perhaps to divert Medici's attention, or perhaps because he felt there was no need to hide anything, or simply because he wanted to watch the fun, Amon gave Rosen and Medici a very detailed introduction to what would happen in the future.
Including but not limited to the revival of God's will from the body of the Sun God, the establishment of the Redemption Rose, the fall of the Sun God, the betrayal of the three gods Feng, Zhi, and Bai, etc. - although Amon did not know about the establishment of the Redemption Rose at the beginning, after the fall of the Sun God, Amon had obviously learned the truth of the matter through various channels.
After hearing all this, although Medici's expression did not change, it could be seen from the cup in his hand that had long been crushed that how bad the Red Angel's mood was.
Amon was clearly pleased with Medici's reaction. He took a sip from the cup before slowly saying, "After my father's death, the True Creator was born from his body. He is the product of the fusion of part of my father and part of Sasriel. He is an absolute madman, neither my father nor Sasriel."
Having said this, Amon paused and looked up at Medici. Although he was still smiling, his tone was slightly mocking: "Ah, of course, you still regard Him as your father. Perhaps this is the reason for your fall?"
Although Amon is still unclear about the truth that Adam is the incarnation of the Sun God's divinity, he is still certain that the true creator has only merged with part of the Sun God. However, his current understanding is that the other parts of the Sun God have dissipated.
"If His soul is still the Lord, then He is the Lord." Medici looked back at Amon, not shaken by his words, and spoke in a rare serious tone.
"Huh?" Amon laughed briefly, as if he had heard something interesting. He raised his hand and pinched the monocle on his face, saying lightly, "But he didn't save you."
Amon looked up at Medici, as if provoking him, but also as if stating a truth: "If it were your father, he would have saved you, but he didn't. He let you die."
"Amon, are you sad about this?" Rosen, who had been listening to Amon's story with great interest, suddenly spoke up. He held his chin with one hand, and his green eyes seemed to be able to see through anyone's heart:
"You hoped your father would still exist, but Medici's death made you realize that the Sun God had completely fallen. The true creator who merged with Saslir was ultimately just a monster."
"...Maybe?" Amon smiled without showing any sadness, but just pinched the monocle on his face.
Medici laughed after a brief silence. He looked at Amon with a smile that was bold and confident. He said, "You are lying. You said the Lord didn't save me, misleading me into thinking that the Lord gave up on me. But in reality, I'm afraid it was you who used trickery to prevent the Lord from saving me."
Amon remained noncommittal.
Rosen paused holding the cup, and he tilted his head to glance at Medici, who was smiling wildly. At this moment, every part of the Red Angel seemed to be filled with pride and trust, trust in the people he was loyal to.
But the real creator probably really wanted to save people but was stopped, but Adam really wanted to kill you!
Rosen thought casually. He took a sip of juice and suddenly said, "What if your master really gave up on you?"
Medici's smile faltered. He looked at Rosen, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Why, you also want to sow discord between me and the Lord?"
"I'm not trying to sow discord." Rosen put down his cup and said slowly, "The Sun God's humanity merged with Sasriel, becoming the true Creator. So where did His divinity go? Aren't you curious?"
The smile on Medici's lips completely faded. He stared at Rosen, his red eyes sharp and cold, and asked, "What are you trying to imply?"
Amon also looked at Rosen at this moment. There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were a little surprised.
Ouroboros also looked at Rosen with a confused and bewildered expression.
"I didn't say anything." Rosen smiled. He looked in a certain direction and said, "And it's really more appropriate to let the person involved answer this question."
"…You really do know a lot of things." Adam, dressed like a priest, appeared at a corner of the dining table with a calm expression, as if he had already existed there.
"I only know a few secrets." Rosen pointed to the universe with his fingertips and said with a smile, "I thought you would deny it, father."
"Whether I admit it or not, you will tell Medici the truth. You want to win him over to your side." Adam answered calmly. His golden eyes looked at Rosen, then moved away after a moment, as if he was just taking a casual look.
Rosen caught this glance, narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then smiled, "There's nothing I can do. After all, I'm just a weak, pitiful, and helpless cub. I have to find a way to protect myself."
Is there anyone more suitable as a thug than Medici of the War Path? Obviously, no.
Adam remained noncommittal.
Their straightforward and riddle-filled conversation was obviously a bolt from the blue to the other people at the table. Even someone as slow-witted as Ouroboros showed a shocked expression at this moment.
"...Who are you?" Medici was the first to break free from his shock. He looked at Adam and squeezed out these words almost through his teeth.
Medici could accept his death at the hands of the Son of God, but he could never accept being abandoned and betrayed by the sun god for no reason.
This is a violation of His loyalty.
Adam seemed to sigh at this moment, but his expression was devoid of emotion. He looked at Medici, his golden eyes showing neither sadness nor joy. "You have been contaminated by the City of Disaster. Once you advance to Sequence 0, you will inevitably bring disaster to this world."
It's hard to tell whether Adam is explaining or stating facts.
Medici was so angry that he laughed. He stood up and looked at the strange yet familiar man in front of him. He said with gritted teeth, "You can tell me that I don't have to be promoted to the Red Priest."
Medici wasn't the type of ambitious person who was determined to advance to Sequence 0. Although he did desire to ascend, if the Sun God asked him to give up, Medici would accept remaining at the angel level.
Adam seemed oblivious to Medici's anger and said, "I don't think you can resist the desire for advancement while being contaminated."
Of course, what Adam didn't say was that He himself also needed to use new red priests for experiments, so even if Medici could restrain his desire for promotion, He must die in Adam's view.
"...But you didn't even try, right?" Medici looked directly into the other's golden eyes, his tone full of sarcasm, but he didn't know who he was mocking.
Adam raised his eyes and met His gaze. He didn't say anything, but the answer was clear to everyone—"Why would I risk trying this?"
Chapter 15 Adam Gets Beaten
This is Adam. In the matter of Medici, He could certainly find Medici in advance and tell him His identity, so as to avoid the disaster with a gentler method, or even persuade Medici to voluntarily give up the uniqueness and sequence 1 characteristics. This may not be impossible - in fact, considering Medici's loyalty to the sun god, there is a high possibility that this path will work.
If it were the former sun god, he would probably choose this.
But Adam is not the sun god he once was. He only has divinity but not humanity, only rationality but no emotions. He will not try an unknown possibility for the sake of his former subordinates. He will only choose a safer path, even if that path is extremely cruel.
But Adam didn't remain silent. He probably thought for a moment before speaking, "You are not completely dead. You have simply transformed into an evil spirit. I have preserved your sanity."
"Should I prostrate myself on the ground to express my gratitude for this? Ha!" Medici seemed genuinely irritated. He suddenly looked at Rosen and said, "I suddenly feel that your previous proposal is very feasible."
He wanted to beat Adam so badly right now that he didn't want to wait even a second longer.
The fact that he was not trusted and betrayed made Medici even more angry than the fact that he was killed.
Rosen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. In the restaurant where people were coming and going just now but no one noticed their table, everyone was moved out in an instant.
Although thieves are not experts in space, they can also achieve short-distance space transfer through other means.
At the same time, Rosen raised his hand and held down Amon, who seemed to be about to run away. He didn't know when he had been replaced by his original form. He said with a bright smile: "Don't run, didn't you say you would help fight Adam? You don't want to fight just because your brother has become your father now, right?"
"He's not my father." Amon glanced at the still calm Adam. Although he was also shocked by his true identity, as a firm believer in personality inconsistency, representing different people, Amon was obviously much calmer than Medici: "At best, he's just a madman like the real Creator."
"As expected of you, if you're not 100% my dad, then you're not my dad!" Rosen gave Amon a thumbs up. While the two of them were talking, Adam and Medici had already fought.
Ouroboros looked around helplessly, obviously not knowing who to help.
Rosen suddenly patted Amon on the shoulder and said, "Go, Amon!"
At this moment, he released his control over Amon.
Amon looked back at him. He could certainly feel the power of his own uniqueness that had suddenly recovered, and he could also feel that there was still a unique power in Rosen.
"It seems that you are better at making a bug than me." Amon said with a smile, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch the monocle on his face.
The next second, Adam, who was currently engaged in a lively fight with Medici, glanced at him. He seemed to sense something, and his expression was somewhat helpless. He then looked at Rosen and said, "You really are causing me trouble."
"No, this is the trouble you brought upon yourself. Those who abandon their feelings will eventually be bitten back by their feelings, right?" Rosen also smiled, and the power of his unique thief also joined the battle at this moment.
"It's a bit troublesome." Adam said softly, but his expression did not show any panic. It was unclear whether it was because of his lack of emotion or because of his confidence.
But even Adam, who was not even Sequence 0, was clearly at a disadvantage when facing the righteous three-on-one.
Although Rosen and Amon were not using their full strength, the angry Red Angel obviously did not hold back at this moment, nor did he seem to be very cruel.
At least Rosen, who was assisting Medici and slacking off, looked at him for a long time, shook his head, and said, "It's hopeless."
Even though Medici was ruthless and seemed to be holding back at this moment, he was obviously not really trying to take the other person's life. Every move he made seemed more like he wanted to beat the other person up rather than really kill him.
"It's Medici after all!" Amon didn't seem surprised. He shook his head, looked at Rosen while assisting, and said meaningfully, "It seems someone's plan is going to fail."
Hearing this, Rosen smiled and said calmly, "But I never expected Xiaohong to kill Adam. I'm not that cruel. I just need him to be less loyal to my father and a little more inclined towards me. That's all."
"Is there a possibility that I can hear it?" Medici looked up at the two Lao Lius who were paddling and assisting at the same time, and said unhappily.
"I was telling you this originally." Rosen was frank. He even looked at Medici expectantly: "So, Xiaohong, would you consider switching jobs to me?"
"...Do you want to be beaten too?" Medici almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
"It's hopeless!" Rosen didn't give up, but shook his head. Then, as if sensing something, he raised his eyebrows and said, "It looks like a new guest has arrived."
As he spoke, Rosen reached into his pocket and pinched a jewel buckle that had a slight reaction at this moment.
Those are the peripherals related to Mr. Men.
"Have you two brothers finally become enemies?" Mr. Bethel, who was probably shaken over by Adam, first looked at Amon, who was obviously on the opposite side of Adam, and then looked at Rosen with a puzzled expression.
Bethel originally thought that this was another incarnation of Amon, but after looking carefully, he found that it did not seem to be.
However, the other party does possess the unique power of a thief.
The latter immediately gave him a bright smile and greeted him: "Hello, Bethel, nice to meet you."
"...Who are you?" Bethel didn't seem to have received any news about Rosen like Amon and Ouroboros had. This might be because he had no relationship with the sun god in the Third Age.
"Rosen Nicholas, I am Amon's brother." Rosen introduced himself enthusiastically. The moment he finished his self-introduction, the gem buckle in his hand was completely activated, allowing Rosen to understand its function - the gem buckle can allow him to reach any place Bethel has been to. Simply put, it is a space transfer prop.
Compared to uniqueness or the key to time travel, the ability of the gem buckle may not seem as magical, but there is no doubt that it is very useful.
The only problem is that the coordinates are limited to Bethel.
Maybe I could find a way to get Bethel to travel more around the world?
Rosen stared at Mr. Men, and bad ideas popped up one after another in his mind.
Bethel was stunned when he heard Rosen's words, and subconsciously looked at Amon.
"He is indeed my brother, although I don't want to admit it." Amon spread his hands, looking a little helpless.
Chapter 16: Parasitized Azik
Amon's words made Bethel look at Rosen again. Although it was the first time he met this brother Amon who suddenly appeared, Amon's attitude made Bethel realize that Mr. Rosen was definitely not an easy person to deal with, and could even be more difficult to deal with than Amon.
Thinking of how difficult Amon usually was to deal with, Bethel suddenly felt a slight pain in his forehead.
But now is obviously not the time to explore this matter. Bethel then looked at Medici who was beating Adam with the help of the two old sixes. After feeling the familiar power of the Red Priest from the other party, he couldn't help frowning.
Bethel was certain that before He left and arrived here, the uniqueness of the Red Priest still lay with His half-crazy superior.
If we exclude the possibility that Blood Emperor Tudor died in such a short time, and that he suddenly went crazy and lent his uniqueness to Medici, the only explanation seems to be that there are two Red Priest uniquenesses in the world at this moment.
This should have been impossible, but... Bethel's gaze fell on Rosen and Amon next to him. The unique power of the two was so dazzling that it was impossible to mistake them.
What is wrong with this world?
Bethel felt that something seemed to be secretly out of control without his knowledge, which gave Mr. Men a somewhat ominous premonition.
As for the fact that the fallen Medici suddenly became alive again, Bethel didn't care that much - mainly because there were too many high-sequence sit-ups in coffins in this world, and resurrection at the level of the Angel King was not a rare thing at all.
It would be better to say that only a few beings at this level have completely perished.
But Bethel clearly hadn't forgotten why he'd come all this way. He first used the power of space to isolate Adam and Medici. Before the latter could continue his attack, he said, "Excuse me, but if you keep fighting, Salinger will be here soon. I'm afraid he would be very happy to see you both suffer losses."
This is not to scare people. In fact, they made such a big noise here that the god of death is already on the way.
"Heh!" Medici sneered. He looked at Adam not far away, whose clothes had been burned to tatters by his flames. He had found an opportunity to hit him hard several times in the previous battle, but his expression was still calm. In the end, he chose not to continue to attack, but turned his head to look at Rosen who fell beside him.
Rosen met His gaze without hesitation and said with a smile, "Where are we going next? Do you want to visit the True Creator?"
Medici gritted his teeth. If it were before he knew Adam's identity, he would have chosen to meet the Lord of this era without hesitation, but now...
Medici closed his eyes, trying to control the complex emotions in his heart. When he opened his eyes, the anger in his red eyes had been completely suppressed. He asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"Me?" Rosen smiled and didn't answer directly. Instead, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah, you came so quickly!"
A cold atmosphere seemed to envelope the area at this moment, as if a portal was about to take shape.
"So pretentious!" Rosen couldn't help but complain. Under normal circumstances, the arrival of the Grim Reaper wouldn't make such a big noise.
"After all, as a noble god, there are always some unnecessary rituals." Amon, who appeared beside Adam at some point, raised his hand and pinched the monocle on his face, then spoke with a smile, his tone carrying a hint of sarcasm.
Adam looked at Rosen and said, "I have no ill will towards you."
"What a coincidence, I don't have it either." Rosen responded with a smile. At the same time, he held Medici with one hand and Ouroboros with the other. The power of the gem buckle took effect at this moment.
"Goodbye, everyone."
Bethel, who witnessed this scene, obviously sensed something, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but in the end he said nothing. He just pinched the jewel button on his cuff and left this place of trouble with Adam and Amon.
After they all disappeared, the God of Death Salinger, who was not sure whether he was deliberately delaying the time or was really late, finally walked out of the door with his men. He swept his eyes over the various traces left by the battle, and then snorted coldly, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
The uniqueness of the Red Priest and... the Medici?
No one knew what the God of Death, Salinger, was thinking at that moment, but his gloomy expression alone was enough to make everyone present kneel on the ground, including the Death Archon Azik Eggers, who was nominally the God of Death's favorite offspring, currently serving as Salinger's proxy in charge of the Balam Empire, but in reality existed only as a tool.
It wasn't until an unknown amount of time had passed that Azik heard the cold voice of the God of Death from above:
"Azik, you stay and investigate."
"As you command, Your Majesty!" Azik answered respectfully. No matter what he thought in his heart in front of the god of death, he would only show respect and obedience.
The God of Death, Salinger, obviously had no intention of staying here for long and left soon, leaving only Azik and his men.
The Balam Empire's Death Archon was clearly relieved by his father's departure. But before he could muster up the energy to investigate the situation, he suddenly heard a smiling voice:
"Hello, Mr. Archon of Death!"
No, that sound did not simply ring from His ears.
——He was parasitized.
This realization made Azik pause, but he immediately returned to normal. He even methodically arranged for his men to go to other people to understand the situation. After avoiding everyone, he whispered:
"What advice do you have?"
"Don't you want to ask Death for help?" the voice continued.
"Will you give me this opportunity, sir?" Azik asked without changing his expression.
"Of course I can. I'm not that evil villain like Amon." The parasite, Rosen's clone, said with a smile. As a person who possesses the unique power of a thief, Amon can parasitize others, and of course Rosen can too.
So when he just left, Rosen left behind an incarnation, and after the god of death left, he took the opportunity to try to parasitize Azik.
Originally, Rosen had actually prepared himself for failure. After all, Azik was a Sequence 2 Death Archon and it was not so easy for him to be parasitized. However, the result was unexpectedly smooth, as if the other party's flesh and blood had actively embraced it.
"...Sir, it's not Amon?" Azik seemed a little hesitant, obviously not quite believing what Rosen said.
"Of course I'm not 'He'. I'm Amon's brother. You can call me Rosen." Rosen didn't hide anything. He smiled and said,
"However, I don't recommend you seek help from the God of Death. He might help you eliminate my presence, but in the process, your body will probably be further transformed into a more suitable vessel."
Chapter 17 Medici owes him twice
Azik remained silent. He didn't show any surprise, as if he had anticipated certain things. He simply said, "But if I continue to be parasitized by Your Excellency, I don't think I will end up well. And Your Majesty, at least you won't take action now."
When the parasite has parasitized to a certain extent, it can eat the host whole and turn it into its own puppet. Amon often turns others into Amon in this way.
"Ah, it's all Amon's fault. Look at what He has done to the thieves' reputation." Rosen sighed pretentiously before saying with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't be parasitizing you forever. This time I just wanted to say hello."
"By the way, there's no need to prepare secretly. I can see all those little moves you make."
Azik, who was indeed preparing to get rid of the other party's parasitism, paused. However, before he could do anything else, he suddenly felt his body relax.
Azik suddenly realized that the parasite had actually left on its own initiative!
And a voice sounded again, with a hint of smile:
"See you next time, Azik! Don't be so wary of me. I come to you with good intentions!"
The sound was intermittent, as if it was right next to his ear, and also seemed to be coming from very far away. But when Azik wanted to capture the source of the sound, he could no longer find any trace of it.
…
On the other side, Rosen, who used the power of the gem buckle to quickly retract his incarnation, showed an interested expression.
Unlike Azik in the Fifth Era, who had gone through various reincarnations, washed away his madness, and had abundant humanity to the point of appearing gentle, the Death Archon of this period was obviously extremely cold and cruel due to the dual influence of the god of death and divinity, which was very fresh to Rosen.
The only thing that made Rosen regretful was that the peripheral related to Azik was not activated during this contact.
"So the peripherals won't be activated just by touching me. Maybe there are some hidden conditions?" Rosen thought to himself, but he wasn't in a hurry. After all, the few peripherals he had activated were enough for him to protect himself.
Rosen then looked at Medici who was talking to Ouroboros next to him.
After a while, the conversation between the two ended. Although the Angel of Destiny was reluctant to leave, he still chose to leave. The Red Angel looked up at Rosen and said, "When can we go back?"
"I remember someone said before that there's no rush?" Rosen said with a smile.
"Tsk!" Medici tutted. He crossed his arms and looked at Rosen. "Actually, I'm afraid I've disappointed you, but I'm not in a hurry right now."
"I know, you're just confused." Rosen nodded, looking at Medici slowly and said, "You're not like Amon, who can clearly separate Adam and the Sun God. But you can't completely regard Adam and the Sun God as the same person. You clearly know that Adam is the Sun God who has lost his emotions. His mistakes should not be equal to the mistakes of the person you are loyal to, but they are indeed the same person..."
"...Enough!" Medici suddenly interrupted Rosen. Pain and struggle seemed to be in his red eyes. The proud red angel finally curled his lips in a self-deprecating smile, tinged with bitterness. "Is this the situation you wanted to see?"
"Are you taking your anger out on me, Xiaohong?" Rosen looked at him calmly. As a young child, the Son of God should have looked up at the young man in front of him, but in reality, it seemed more like he was looking down at him.
"Did I just tell you the truth, or did you want me to hide all this from you and create a false beautiful world for you?"
Medici felt as if he had been struck hard. His breathing became disordered for a moment, and his usually upright shoulders slumped. He said, "...I'm sorry."
This time, Rosen was stunned. He stared at Medici, who looked like a dog that had been kicked in the rain. He was distraught and finally sighed. "We can go back in at least three days. Then you can ask the Sun God yourself. He might be able to give you an answer."
There are some matters that outsiders cannot interfere with, and only the parties involved can answer them.
Rosen didn't mind going back early. He could come back next time anyway. Although he had only been in this era for a short time, he had seen enough excitement and was very satisfied.
"...Thank you." Medici's voice was so low that it would not be noticed unless you listened carefully.
"What are you saying? Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly." Although he could hear it clearly, it obviously did not prevent Rosen from speaking with a smile.
Medici was naturally aware of this. He gritted his teeth and said unhappily, "Don't go too far."
After a pause, the Red Angel suddenly half-crouched down, bringing his eyes level with Rosen's. He said, "I owe you twice."
One was about the truth about Adam, and the other was when Rosen forced Amon to help him beat Adam.
"Then you must remember this and return it," Rosen said with a smile. He patted Medici's shoulder and said, "We still have three days left. Do you want to explore this future world? Well, we can also learn about the history after the fall of the Sun God."
Amon's introduction to the future was interrupted by an accident at the time of the fall of the sun god, and the rest naturally needed them to understand on their own - although Rosen already had a general understanding of this because of the original work, more details obviously required reading the relevant historical materials.
After all, the original book's description of this period of history is not very detailed.
Medici paused after hearing this, then stood up and said, "Yes, I am also curious about what happened to this world after the Lord's fall."
"Oh, I have another experiment to do." Rosen remembered something and added, "We can go to the nearest city first. I need to buy some materials."
He wanted to test whether the Peter Pan potion really worked.
"Whatever!" Medici was clearly unconcerned. He glanced at Rosen and didn't ask further about what experiment he was planning. He might have asked before, but now Medici clearly chose to restrain himself.
This is His respect for the other party.
Obviously, after this series of events, Medici's attitude towards Rosen has changed somewhat.
So Rosen happily took his new thugs to look for ingredients to prepare Peter Pan's potion.
This was not a difficult task. Unlike the Fifth Era, when everything was mysteriously hidden from the world, during the Fourth Era, during the Four Emperors' period, neither gods nor extraordinary beings were secrets. Even if ordinary people found it difficult to become extraordinary beings, they knew of their existence. By the way, at this moment, the war between the Four Emperors had not officially broken out, and there was only slight friction between them.
When Rosen designed the formula for the Peter Pan potion, he also carefully referred to the formulas of other potions. This means that although the materials required for the Peter Pan potion are more complicated than those of other potions, these materials are still all at the Sequence 9 level, which is not too difficult. As long as you go to a slightly larger city and find a gathering of Beyonders, you can basically buy them.
So after wandering around for a while longer, Rosen successfully collected all the materials needed to prepare Peter Pan's potion.
Chapter 18 Peter Pan
"Although I don't know where you got this strange recipe, you're not really planning on drinking it, are you?"
Medici, who accompanied him throughout the whole process, looked at the Son of God who had been staring at the potion in a daze for half a minute after preparing the unknown potion. He finally couldn't help but speak, his brows furrowed for a rare time.
In this world, potions cannot be taken carelessly, especially if you are already a Beyonder. Taking potions that are incompatible with your own path is no different from seeking death. The lightest consequence is that you will end up half-crazy.
In Medici's view, Rosen was naturally a natural thief and an extraordinary person.
"Why not?" Rosen glanced at Medici and spent half a minute confirming that the Peter Pan potion was actually harmless. He smiled and picked up the beaker. Looking at the red color in the cup, it was not the kind of glaring red like blood, but a softer potion. Suddenly, he smiled and said:
"Xiaohong, please remember to keep it a secret for me."
Medici frowned even deeper. He subconsciously took a half step forward, but then stopped and lowered his raised hand. In the end, he did not really stop Rosen from taking the potion.
Although they had only known each other for a short time, the Red Angel knew very well that this Son of God, who had so many secrets, was definitely not someone who would seek his own death.
Since he chose to take this unknown potion, he must have his reasons.
Rosen had already drunk the Peter Pan potion.
The feeling of drinking this potion is just like its color, with a dreamy sweetness that makes people think of something beautiful almost at the first moment. But after the brief sweetness, it is followed by an instant of bitterness that makes people unable to guard against it.
Rosen's brows were furrowed with misery. If it wasn't inconvenient, he would have found a glass of sweet water to relax.
Fortunately, the pain wasn't in vain. After a brief moment of bitterness, Rosen felt the transformation of the Peter Pan potion on his body. Seconds later, Rosen put down the beaker, knowing he had successfully advanced to Sequence 9 Peter Pan.
Peter Pan's abilities are also very simple. As a Sequence 9, he doesn't provide too many abilities to Rosen. In addition to enhancing Rosen's spirituality, allowing him to rely on spiritual divination, clairvoyance, and the use of ritual magic, he mainly gives Rosen four abilities, namely "false growth", "flight", "forgetfulness" and "love".
Among them, "false growth" allows Rosen to temporarily switch to adult status. Apart from the change in body shape, he has no other abilities.
"Flying", as its name suggests, gives Rosen the ability to fly.
"Forget" is a bit like the Men in Black movie that Rosen had seen before. After using it, you can make yourself or others forget a certain memory or emotion, but if the other person has strong willpower, there is a certain possibility that they will remember it again.
"Love" is the most interesting ability.
Thinking of this, Rosen blinked and flipped his hand. Along with the golden light, a bow that matched his body size appeared in Rosen's hand.
It was obviously a set of bows and arrows that were very consistent with Western aesthetics. The whole set was golden in color, and both the bow and the arrows had very gorgeous and complex patterns on them.
Rosen looked at the "Bow of Love" in his hand, then suddenly drew his bow and aimed his arrow at Medici, smiling, "Guess what will happen if I shoot this arrow?"
"I guess you're going to get beaten up." Medici didn't bother to be polite with him and spoke in a bad mood.
His gaze paused when it fell on the golden arrow aimed at him. As if sensing something, the Red Angel asked, "What is this?"
"The Arrow of Love? Or Peter Pan's Golden Arrow?" Rosen didn't really intend to shoot anyone. He put the golden arrow down with a smile and explained, "Whoever is shot by the golden arrow will regard that person as their most important family member, but only for one day."
Perhaps because this is Peter Pan's golden arrow, not Cupid's golden arrow, the effect of the golden arrow is not love but family affection.
Under normal circumstances, the golden arrow can hit two people at once, making them regard each other as family members. Of course, Rosen can also shoot only one person. In this case, the other person will regard Rosen as a family member.
Of course, if necessary, Lawson can also directly hold a Golden Arrow sale and form a temporary big family.
However, there is a limit to the use of golden arrows. How many can be used depends on Rosen's spirituality, so currently a family of up to 10 people can be formed.
The effect of the Golden Arrow is not without flaws. For example, just as family members may quarrel or even fight with each other, the Golden Arrow will interfere with the emotions of the person who is hit to a certain extent. However, if both parties want to fight each other and the other's emotions are too strong, they will still fight. That is, they might have killed each other directly, but after being hit by the arrow, they will hold back. There is no such thing as a situation where they will obey each other just because they are family members.
In addition, the golden arrow actually has a wonderful effect, which is completely opposite to the "false growth".
And what surprised Rosen the most was that the power of the golden arrow seemed to work not only on people with similar strength to him, but also on everyone without distinction.
"...Strange but very useful." Medici commented without any intention of belittling it.
The effect of the golden arrow sounds simple, but it is actually terrifying. There are cold-hearted people in this world, but there are even more people who value their families. If the golden arrow can really deceive the other party and achieve the effect that Rosen said, it can do too many things.
"I think so too. The most important thing is that it's very interesting." Rosen nodded, his smile growing brighter. He spun the golden arrow in his hand, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He said, "Xiaohong, let's go find Amon to play next time!"
"Why, do you want Amon to treat you as his best brother?" Medici glanced at him and said.
"That's right, I am!" Rosen gave him a strange look and said confidently, "Amon only has me as his brother, so of course I am his best brother."
Medici: ...
The corner of Medici's mouth twitched, and he said, "As long as you are happy."
"Actually, I'd rather see the three Gou families loving each other." Rosen finally expressed his true thoughts, a strange glint in his eyes. "That would definitely be interesting."
"Gou Sanjia?" Medici was stunned for a moment. He was not stupid and realized what Gou Sanjia meant in a very short time. His expression suddenly became strange.
Although He still didn't know who the three mysterious families in this world were related to, He knew that the relationship between these similar families would not be very good. Even if they cooperated for various reasons, it would be a state of mutual dislike.
If Rosen's golden arrows really worked and made them a loving family... Medici imagined that scene and found it too strange.
Rosen didn't rush into action. He put away his bow and arrow, his eyes fixed on the spare materials on the table. He then looked at Medici and said with a smile, "Xiaohong, come with me to do another experiment!"
Now that it has been confirmed that the Peter Pan potion is really effective, the next step for Rosen is to experiment with the second thing - if this potion is prepared by someone other than him, will the result be the same?
Chapter 19 Dukes' Meeting of the Tudor Empire
It turns out that the Peter Pan potion cannot be prepared by anyone other than Rosen himself.
At least after three repeated experiments, the Red Angel was unable to successfully mix the corresponding materials into the Peter Pan potion, even though every step he took was exactly the same as Rosen's before.
In the hands of the Red Angel, these materials were simply soaked together without changing their form into potions.
"Sure enough..." Rosen was not surprised by this result. He had already had a premonition of this when he was preparing the Peter Pan potion.
The "Father" path is a path that only he can take, or in other words, this path exists only for him.
"...Satisfied?" Medici, who had cooperated with Rosen in conducting three experiments, put down the beaker in his hand. He looked at the Son of God in front of him who seemed to have no intention of hiding his specialness from him, curled his lips and said, "You trust me." There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but it was unclear who he was mocking.
"Because I believe that His Excellency the Red Angel will not betray me." Rosen answered with a smile. Of course, he deliberately revealed these in front of Medici. Appropriately exposing some secrets would help to bring the two people closer together.
As for whether Medici would tell the Sun God about this, Rosen didn't really care.
Anyway, he is already special enough in the eyes of the Sun God, so he is not afraid of being even more special.
"Hehe, the kid speaks quite nicely." Medici laughed, as if he didn't believe Rosen's nonsense at all, but his originally tense posture relaxed a little.
The Red Angel then said, "Next, shall we go find Amon?"
"No rush, let's go to the library to find out the history of this world first, and then give Amon a surprise before we leave." Rosen said with a smile.
…
Three days later, the Tudor Empire——
This is a meeting.
Amon, who rarely wore formal clothes and dressed more seriously, sat in his chair with some boredom, looking down at the patterns on the table, as if there was really something worth studying there.
On His right is Bethel, who is sitting upright, always serious and looks like he could be buried at any time. He is reporting something. On His left is Antigonus, who seems to be listening attentively but is actually playing with his tail secretly.
In addition to the three grand dukes, at the top of the long table was a man with deep features and a face as sharp as a knife. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes with a very asymmetrical beauty. He also wore a black crown on his head. He was quietly listening to Bethel's report. At first glance, he seemed very normal, but there was madness and chaos in his black eyes that could not be ignored.
There is no doubt that this person is the Blood Emperor of the Tudor Empire, who cooked the Medici hot pot together with Adam and Amon. On the surface, he is a good boy under Adam, but in fact, he is secretly doing things with the Original Witch and almost synthesized into the little Original Creator, the crazy guy Alistair Tudor.
What Bethel was reporting at this moment was exactly what happened three days ago. The fight between Adam, Medici, Amon and Rosen was quite a big one. In addition, the participants were all acquaintances, so Tudor naturally knew about it.
In fact, after Bethel brought Adam back that day, Mr. Men, who was still conscientious even though he was working, had already reported the matter to Tudor once, but that time was a private report, while this time it was a public discussion.
"Amon, do you have anything to add to this?" After Bethel finished telling the part he knew, Tudor looked at Amon who was boredly studying the pattern on the edge of the table and asked.
"I have nothing to add, Your Majesty." Amon finally raised his head. He was already used to dealing with half-crazy gods, so he did not choose to beat around the bush, but chose to fool them directly.
"But I heard that among those involved in this incident, there is a new angel. Is he your brother?" Tudor was not easily fooled and really asked. His speech was not fast, even a little slow, with some heavy majesty.
"Rosen is indeed my brother, but we are not familiar with each other." Amon nodded. He raised his hand to push the monocle on his face, smiled and said nonsense:
"In fact, Rosen disappeared a long time ago. I guess he was abducted by those enemies who hated my father. I once thought he was dead, but I didn't expect him to be still alive."
"We can fight together even though we're not familiar with each other?" Tudor pointed out the loophole in his words. Although he was crazy most of the time, when he was awake occasionally, the Blood Emperor was obviously not that easy to fool.
"Your Majesty, is there never a time when you really want to beat Adam?" Amon asked Tudor calmly, even showing a puzzled expression.
These words made Tudor strangely silent. He looked at Adam who was sitting quietly opposite Amon, and suddenly felt an itch in his hands.
I really want to hit someone!
Tudor admitted that he was persuaded by Amon, and he often wanted to beat Adam up from the bottom of his heart.
In fact, it was not just Adam. Tudor often wanted to beat up all of his angel subordinates from the bottom of his heart, but he had beaten some of them, and some he had not.
After all, sometimes they are really annoying.
If it were Tudor under normal circumstances, he might choose to be tolerant out of reason, but he is now a madman, so he cannot be tolerant and will beat whoever he wants.
Thinking of this, Tudor's gaze fell on Antigonus who was playing with his tail. He suddenly coughed heavily, and the latter's beautiful tail spontaneously combusted.
This gave Antigonus a start, and he quickly put out the burning tail. He looked at Tudor with some confusion, and couldn't help but glare at Amon.
He didn't quite understand why it was Amon who fooled Tudor, but he was the innocent one who got hurt?
"It's forbidden to be absent during a meeting," Tudor answered, paused, and added, "And your tail is too symmetrical."
Antigonus looked down at his burnt tail, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, do you really not think there's something wrong with your aesthetic taste?"
He, Antigonus, is not a little wolf that is easy to bully. Following Tudor does not mean unconditional obedience to him.
At least He would never acknowledge the other person's aesthetic taste.
Tudor looked at him without saying anything, but the next second he appeared beside Antigonus, and the giant sword made of flames in his hand slashed directly at the other party, splitting him in half.
But then, the Antigonus who was split in two turned into a paper man, who had obviously anticipated Tudor's sudden attack.
Then the two started fighting.
Faced with this scene, everyone else in the conference room was not surprised. They just waited calmly for Tudor to finish beating Antigonus.
There's nothing we can do about it. This kind of thing happens almost every few days and everyone is used to it.
Chapter 20 A Loving Family
The battle between the two did not take too long. Although Tudor was half crazy, he still had plenty of strength and means. He quickly dealt with Antigonus and walked back to his throne.
But on the way back to the throne, Tudor suddenly thought of something and punched Amon again and kicked Adam twice. Even the innocent Bethel was burned by the flames at the corners of his clothes. The originally meticulous clothes were now covered with many burn marks from the flames. These marks were even completely asymmetrical, which made Bethel's dress look non-mainstream.
After doing all this and returning to his position, Tudor was obviously in a much better mood, and even had a smile on his face.
Amon: ...
Adam: …
Bethel: …
Your Majesty, you are in a good mood, but we are in a bad mood!
——Today is also a day when we want to gang up on His Majesty.
After this unimportant incident, the meeting continued.
This time, Tudor looked at Adam and asked, "What do you think about this matter?"
Tudor was naturally referring to the matter between Rosen and Medici.
"What does Your Majesty want to do?" Adam asked instead of answering.
"Since he died a long time ago, he should have died peacefully." Tudor said it bluntly, his majestic eyes revealing an undisguised cold murderous intent.
Although Tudor was even a colleague of Medici for a period of time, it was obvious that Crazy Brother had no comrades with the Red Angel and only wanted to kill the Red Angel who had been resurrected for unknown reasons.
"That sounds horrible, doesn't it, Xiaohong?"
A voice with a hint of laughter sounded in the conference room. Tudor suddenly looked in that direction. At the same time, red flames ignited from the conference room, as if trying to find the owner of the voice, but were stopped by the shadow that had shrouded the place at some point.
"brush--"
The golden arrows shot through the flames, making it impossible to see how many there were, but their targets were very clear - Tudor, Amon, Bethel, Antigonus, Adam, and several people in the dark.
At this moment, all the angel kings and true gods took action. They certainly would not watch the strange golden arrow hit them. However, no matter how they tried to stop it, it had no effect. The golden arrow seemed to have the effect of hitting the target with one shot and could not be blocked by any means.
In the end, everyone was infected at the same time.
"I remember someone just wanted to see the Gou San family make a fool of themselves."
Medici's gnashing teeth rang out, and he looked unhappily at the Son of God who was now an adult next to him, feeling that he had been too reassured too early.
What's even more terrible is that although Medici clearly knew intellectually that it was the effect of the golden arrow, emotionally, at this moment, he actually felt like the other party was his most important family member.
"I just hope that everyone can become a loving family. What have I done wrong?" Rosen spread his hands innocently, then said righteously, "And look, the True Creator isn't angry at all."
The real creator walking out of the shadows seemed a little helpless, but he certainly didn't seem angry at all.
"This isn't quite what we agreed on," Amon objected. He looked left and right, then seemed to regain interest. "But it's certainly an interesting experience. Even Your Majesty doesn't seem so annoying anymore."
"Amon, explain." Tudor uttered two words, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the uninvited guest not far away. Intellectually, Tudor knew that he should be wary of the opposite side, but in fact, Tudor couldn't be vigilant at all.
A warm feeling forcibly occupied his heart at this moment, making him unconsciously regard everyone present as his family. Even the madness that troubled him all the time seemed to no longer bother him at this moment.
Terrible ability!
Tudor made a judgment in his heart.
"It's simple. Rosen came to me and told me that he had the ability to make fun of you, Your Majesty. I really wanted to see it, so I agreed."
Amon had no intention of hiding anything and answered directly. He then pushed his monocle up with a strange expression on his face. "Sure enough, I shouldn't have trusted Rosen. He only wants to make fun of everyone."
This is indeed the case. Just a day ago, Rosen and Medici found Amon and successfully persuaded him to be an insider by using their fists and the excuse of "watching Tudor's joke".
They then went to see the real creator. Perhaps out of guilt, temptation, or some other reason, the real creator was finally persuaded and agreed to help them make trouble before leaving.
So this scene just happened.
"...It's not over yet." Bethel, who had been studying his own changes, seemed to sense something and suddenly spoke.
"You're so sharp, Bethel." Rosen laughed even more happily, and as he finished speaking, all the people present suddenly shrank and became like children.
The opposite of "false growing up" is naturally returning to childhood, and this effect also lasts for one day.
"...This is your purpose, little brat." Medici looked up at the only adult present at the scene, and had completely seen through someone's sinister intentions.
"After all, it's too weird that I'm the only child among everyone. Of course, it's better for everyone to be children together." Rosen stopped pretending and spoke with a smile. He bent down and touched Medici's head, then looked at the other cubs present and nodded with satisfaction.
That's right. How can he be the only Peter Pan who never grows up? Of course everyone should experience what it feels like to be a child.
But the joke ended there. Noticing Tudor's expression as if he was about to try to beat him, Antigonus's restless spirit thread, and Bethel's gesture of stroking the gem on his sleeve, Rosen knew it was time for him to slip away.
After all, if the opponent wants to beat him too badly, even the golden arrow can't stop him.
Rosen then picked up the cub-like Medici with one hand like a cat, and then grabbed the hand of the True Creator who had been very quiet beside him. Before the other group attacked him, he smiled and said:
"See you next time, family!"
The moment he finished speaking, several attacks arrived as expected, but naturally they missed.
"What kind of power is this..." Bethel frowned slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression. Without even turning back, he said, "Amon, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Amon, who had wanted to sneak away but was stopped by Bethel, smiled and said innocently, "We are a loving family. You don't want to beat me up, do you?"
The others didn't answer, but just looked at him expressionlessly.
"No way?" Amon looked at the people who had gathered around and asked again, but the smile on his face was gone.