Mystery: Chaos Path

“Don't be so fierce. You saw the results of the spoils just now. I didn't take the lion's share; it all went to support your dear father's business! I'm not interested in the remaining characteristics you have, as they're useless to me. I just want to beat you up,” Roland said with a smile. “It just depends on whether you're willing to help your father.”

“Are you trying to morally blackmail me?” Amon clearly saw through something.

“Yes!” Roland nodded generously, without the slightest embarrassment.

Amon choked, clearly having never seen someone as shameless as Roland.

“Haha, just kidding! Amon, you should protect your remaining characteristics. After all, as the original boss, you need to have some sense of oppression!” Roland smiled, saying meaningfully.

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He really didn't plan to do anything with Amon's remaining characteristics. After all, whether it's Bethel or Klein who comes to power in the future, they'll need a big boss to use as a whetstone.

Roland then scanned everyone present, smiling and saying, “Okay, Operation Beat Amon is a complete success. Next is game time. Anyone want to participate?” As he asked this, Roland also cut off the live broadcast in the different space.

“What game?” Amon had now tidied himself up and looked presentable again. Hearing Roland's words, he suddenly asked.

“Of course, it's the Prankster Club's little game!” Roland looked at Him with a smile, saying, “What, are you also planning to join the club?”

Amon raised his hand and pinched the monocle on his face, scanning the others before suddenly saying, “Why not?”

“As expected of you, able to yield and stretch.” Roland looked at Amon with some surprise, then generously took out a Prankster Club badge and handed it to Amon, saying, “Then welcome to the club, Amon.”

He didn't mind Amon joining the club at all. The more people, the more fun to watch!

Anyway, he could summon the Sun God at any time, so Roland wasn't afraid of Amon causing any trouble. However, he still looked at Bethel beside him and said generously, “The Sun God isn't here. Bethel, you keep an eye on Amon and don't let Him cause trouble.”

These straightforward words silenced the scene for a second, then Bethel nodded and said, “Okay.”

Amon didn't mind Roland's open vigilance. He was just stunned by Roland's straightforward action of handing over the badge. Then, he looked at Roland suspiciously, probably wondering if there was some conspiracy involved.

But Amon didn't hesitate for long. A few seconds later, he raised his hand and took the badge Roland handed over, examining it in his hand for a few seconds before looking up at Bethel, smiling and saying, “Very familiar technology.”

“These badges were indeed made by me.” Bethel nodded generously in the face of Amon's gaze.

Amon said nothing more, pinning the badge to his collar, then smiling and saying, “Then everyone will be colleagues again in the future. Ah, this reminds me of when Solomon hadn't fallen.”

During Solomon's First and Second Empires, everyone present except Roland had been colleagues, just with different combinations.

Medici, hearing this, curled his lips, habitually sneering, “What, are you going to work for Lucifer too?”

“If Mr. Amon is willing, I don't mind,” Roland said with a smile. Who would refuse free labor?

Amon clearly understood the implication of Medici's words, looking at Medici with some surprise, saying, “I thought you would always follow the True Creator.”

Amon was genuinely surprised. Although He didn't recognize the True Creator's identity as the Sun God, He knew how loyal Medici was to His father. The other party had even chosen to continue following because he felt that the True Creator was His father. In this situation, Medici would choose to join someone else?

“You have to ask your good brother about that!” Medici curled up a mocking smile, emphasizing the word 'brother' as he looked at Amon, saying:

“What, Little Crow, you've been mixed up with your brother for so many years, haven't you noticed His true identity?”

Amon was truly puzzled at this moment. His relationship with Adam wasn't good, but it wasn't bad either. Although they had less contact after the Fifth Epoch, they had been in a cooperative relationship throughout the entire Fourth Epoch. Otherwise, they wouldn't have helped Tudor hunt Medici together.

But if you asked how much Amon understood Adam, it couldn't really be said. After all, as a spectator, heaven knows what Adam was planning all day long. If Adam wasn't Amon's own brother, Amon wouldn't really want to deal with such a guy, hard to deceive and easily schemed against.

But no matter how little he understood, in Amon's perception, Adam was His brother, the eldest son of the Sun God born with Him. What other identity could he have?

And this identity directly made Medici choose to betray his father… Amon suddenly froze, a certain guess floating in his mind, making Him even more incredulous.

“Ha! So you really don't know! Little Crow, what are you calling the God of Deception? You might as well change your name to the God of Being Deceived.” Medici laughed, the laughter sarcastic and unrestrained.

His performance confirmed Amon's guess, but he blurted out, “Impossible!”

“Coincidentally, I also thought it was impossible at first, but the fact is so. It's useless even if you don't admit it.” Medici clearly saw what Amon was referring to, the corners of his mouth raised, with a mocking arc.

Amon's brow furrowed, but a few seconds later, He relaxed His brow again, looking at Medici with a smile and saying, “That's why I said that there is only one father, and the rest, whether it's the True Creator or anything else, are just substitutes! Medici, it seems you finally understand this truth now.”

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Amon understood, it didn't matter whether Adam was like the True Creator or not. Anyway, He had never really thought that the True Creator was His own father. So, by the same token, Adam was the same.

But didn't that mean that Adam had never existed, that He didn't have a brother… Amon was rarely lost in thought, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Amon quickly figured it out, but Medici was uncomfortable. Adam's betrayal was always a thorn stuck in his throat for Him, making him uncomfortable if it wasn't dealt with for a day.

“Don't worry, there will always be a day for revenge. Cheer up and advance. When you become a Red Priest in the future, you can beat Him up hard, stab Him a few times, and ask Him if He accepts this ending?”

Roland raised his hand and patted Medici's shoulder at this time, smiling and saying, “At that time, you can even let the Sun God help you, let Saslier give you psychological counseling afterward, and then hang Adam on the lamppost together, with a sign next to it that says [This is a necessary sacrifice]. Thinking about it this way, don't you think the future is exciting?”