Mystery: Chaos Path

Luo Lin wasn't surprised at all. As he walked inside, he surveyed the building that had buried three angels of the War pathway and given birth to a Blood Emperor.

As described in the original work, this was a very obvious building with the style of the Fourth Epoch, embodying a chaotic, irregular, and asymmetrical beauty everywhere. Black was the main color, and the walls had patterns and marks that looked as if they had been chopped out.

“To be honest, any obsessive-compulsive person would probably be driven mad by the aesthetics of the Black Emperor pathway. Hmm, it's reasonable to suspect that Trensoost couldn't stand this kind of aesthetic, so he joined Tudor in rebelling against Solomon. Otherwise, why would He have jumped to the Seer pathway?” Luo Lin quipped a classic Fourth Epoch joke and continued to walk inside, soon arriving at the place where the statues of the six gods were placed.

Luo Lin's gaze swept over these statues one by one, memorizing the faces of the gods so that he could match them up when dealing with them in the future, and then he raised his foot again and walked deeper inside.

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Soon, Luo Lin arrived in front of the last room. As a temporary ferryman, he could clearly feel the thing behind this door, which was a powerful evil spirit.

“But in terms of strength alone, I probably can't beat myself now…” Luo Lin had a preliminary judgment in his heart, so he entered this last room without any hesitation.

“A little guy from the Spirit教团?”

A rampant, slightly provocative, and seemingly wary voice echoed in the empty room. Luo Lin looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure sitting on a high-backed chair.

The other person was wearing blood-stained black armor, and long red hair was as flamboyant as flames. His face was young and handsome, but there were rotten marks on both sides of his face. His blood-colored eyes, the same color as his hair, seemed to look at him carelessly.

I have to say, if Luo Lin didn't know how miserable Medici was, the other party's appearance at the moment would still be very intimidating.

“I seem to feel a familiar aura, a bit like Salinger?” The rotten part on the left side of Medici's face suddenly cracked open, and he spoke.

“Fool, Salinger is already dead, this must be a descendant of Salinger.” As if a mirror image, the rotten part on the right side of Medici's face also cracked open and said.

“Who are you calling a fool? That's clearly what I meant.”

“Whoever answers is a fool!”

The two voices started arguing on their own, causing Medici's carefully crafted aura to collapse instantly. The whole person switched from a pretending script to a crosstalk theater next door.

Medici's face darkened, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice, “Shut up!”

However, how could Sauron and Einhorn listen to him? They opened their mouths and mocked Medici, which Medici couldn't bear, so he sarcastically retorted, and the three of them soon quarreled.

Luo Lin watched the crosstalk theater unfolding in front of him with great interest. After they stopped arguing, he sincerely suggested, “Mr. Sauron Einhorn Medici, have you ever thought about debuting?”

“Huh?” Even Medici was stunned when he heard Luo Lin's words.

Luo Lin suggested quite sincerely, “You really have a talent for crosstalk. Believe me, with your faces and this talent, you will definitely become popular as a comedy artist after your debut.”

Although he didn't understand what crosstalk was, Medici obviously understood what Luo Lin meant this time, and he could also see that Luo Lin's words were not mocking at all, but from the bottom of his heart, which made the Red Angel couldn't help but fall silent. After a few seconds, he said, “You really have a talent for sarcasm, are you interested in being a hunter?”

“And then be eaten in a hot pot like you guys?” Luo Lin asked sincerely, paused, and then, as if he had thought of something, added, “Oh, by the way, hot pot is a kind of food, mostly red, and there are three-flavored combination pots in many cases.”

Sauron Einhorn Medici: …

“I like you a little bit, little guy, you really have the talent to be a hunter.” Medici almost squeezed these words out from between his teeth, and then he saw the young man in front of him reveal an embarrassed expression.

“Thank you.” Luo Lin showed a slightly embarrassed smile. He then slowly took out a crystal monocle and put it on his left eye, “I also like myself.”

Medici's expression froze, and his eyes suddenly sharpened. If Medici's attitude just now was wary and casual, seemingly broken but not necessarily much emotional fluctuation in his heart, after seeing Luo Lin's actions, the War Angel truly became serious.

However, Medici seemed to see something soon, as if he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed. He leaned back, his blood-colored eyes staring straight into Luo Lin's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a few points, and said, “It seems you have dealt with Little Crow.”

“Strictly speaking, I just let Amon feel the long-lost paternal love.” Luo Lin corrected Medici's statement, and then took out an iron box from his pocket and showed Medici the time worms in the box.

Luo Lin smiled and said, “As a thank you, He gave me these time worms.”

Medici naturally wouldn't believe Luo Lin's nonsense, but as the person who brought up Amon, Medici could naturally see that the time worms Luo Lin showed were indeed Amon's, and the existence in this world that could be called Amon's father and could deal with the other party…

Medici narrowed his eyes. He looked at Luo Lin and said, “Did the Lord send you here?”

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The Lord here naturally refers to the True Creator.

“The True Creator probably doesn't know you are here.” Luo Lin shook his head, looked at Medici and smiled, “Mr. Medici, I came to see you only to complete a transaction between me and the True Creator. Telling the True Creator about your existence can be regarded as a free gift.”

“A free gift?” Dangerous light flashed in Medici's blood-red eyes, and the malice belonging to the evil spirit was revealed at this moment, making the surrounding air suddenly cold.

“Yes, a free gift.” Luo Lin showed a smile without panic, “I am a conscientious businessman, so when completing transactions with customers, I like to add some free gifts.”

Luo Lin naturally said this on purpose, or rather, a series of provocations after seeing Medici were all intentional by Luo Lin.

Luo Lin was very clear that unlike Klein, Azik, and others, it was useless to show weakness in front of Medici. How could a weakling let the hunter take a second look?

If he wanted Medici, as a top hunter, to truly regard him as a friend, the first step was definitely not to please him, but to make the other party understand that he was by no means a docile lamb.

Only in this way could he truly enter the other party's sight.