Mystery: Chaos Path

Medici imagined such a scene in his mind, and instantly felt less uncomfortable, filled with motivation for advancing to Red Priest.

Amon's eyes lit up as he listened, and he eagerly asked, "Do you need my help when the time comes?"

Luo Lin and Medici immediately looked at Him. Luo Lin raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, "He's still your daddy-brother, yet you're so eager to mess with him?"

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Medici, however, was used to it, and clicked his tongue.

Amon smiled, raised his hand, and pinched the monocle on his face, saying, "Firstly, He is not my father, and secondly, the fact that He is my brother does not prevent me from playing pranks on Him."

"As expected of you!" Luo Lin gave Amon an appreciative look, acknowledging the purity of His prankster nature, and then looked at the others beside him, asking, "Mr. Palles, Uroboros, do you want to participate?"

"So, what is the game?" Uroboros looked at him and asked curiously, his expression still calm. It was unclear whether he didn't understand their conversation just now or understood it but didn't care.

Luo Lin felt it was probably the former.

Palles looked a little sweaty. It was obvious that he had heard some big gossip. Facing Luo Lin's question, he said with a smile, "This old bone of mine won't participate in the young people's games, but I'm very willing to join the club."

Palles was very clear that no matter what, since He had fought Amon's main body because of the Prankster Club and had also gained a Sequence Two characteristic, then He would definitely have to join this Prankster Club.

—— The scale and gains of this time's anti-Amon operation were far higher than Palles had originally expected from the cooperation. At this point, it was no longer a matter of Him cooperating with the other party, but rather that the other party was pulling Him in to join in the fun out of amusement.

There is no free lunch in the world. All gifts come with a price. Palles understood this principle very well. If he did not pay the corresponding price after receiving help from the Prankster Club, then perhaps next time He would become the theme of the Prankster Club's activities.

Fortunately, the Prankster Club, as it currently seemed, was more like a relatively loose organization than an organization with strict rules, and its internal members were strong. Joining it was not a bad thing.

Luo Lin was not surprised by Palles' answer. He had long known that Palles was a smart man, so he simply smiled and handed Palles a Prankster Club badge.

Luo Lin then looked at Uroboros and answered his question: "The game is very simple. The content is that everyone turns into animal forms and then plays some small games, such as Pictionary, Truth or Dare, etc. It's just a simple wrap-up activity."

Uroboros probably understood, or maybe he didn't understand, but after thinking for a while, he nodded slowly, saying, "I want to play."

So Luo Lin also sent him a badge.

"Well, in this way, my club has a True God, five Angel Kings, and quite a few ordinary Angels... Not bad!" Luo Lin calculated the current number of members in the Prankster Club in his heart, and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

Although Luo Lin was also clear that most of these members could only be considered plastic members, such as Amon, it was obviously impossible to expect Him to be loyal to the club. He might even have to guard against a backstab, but Luo Lin didn't care.

After all, the club's positioning itself was closer to a platform for Luo Lin to find fun. Naturally, there would be people on his side, allies, and plastic members.

And with Luo Lin's ability, he had ways to drive these members to do things—when everyone did more team-building activities together, even plastic members could play a role.

As for the workers who were truly turned into his own people by Luo Lin, they were naturally existences like Medici and Rosell. Luo Lin was very clear about this in his heart.

And the people of the Creator camp, such as the True Creator, Uroboros, etc., belonged to allies.

"It's not enough to have only allies from the Creator camp. Maybe I should contact other people..." Luo Lin thought for a few seconds, feeling that this matter was not urgent, so he smiled and took everyone who participated in the anti-Amon operation, as well as Amon himself, back to the different space.

The arrival of a certain person obviously surprised the people in the different space, but seeing the badge Amon was wearing, they probably guessed what was going on.

Reneeette Tinekerr and the others were fine, after all, they were not familiar with Amon. Klein, however, frowned and pulled "Jack Jones" aside, whispering: "What exactly is Mr. Lucifer thinking?"

He was not afraid of offending Amon, after all, in Klein's understanding, he had long been on the opposite side of Amon.

"Probably wants to watch the fun?" "Jack Jones" spread his hands, saying, "You know, the old guy has been a salted fish and changed to a prankster since... Now he's all about the biggest fun in the world."

Klein choked for a moment, and then had to admit that Jack's words might be true.

With Mr. Lucifer's character, it was indeed mostly because of the fun that he let Amon join the club.

This realization made Klein feel a little helpless and a little worried, worried about whether Amon would cause any trouble, but thinking of the scene where everyone had just ganged up on Amon, Klein felt strangely relieved again.

Regardless of whether the former Mr. Lucifer was at a disadvantage against Amon, the current situation had obviously reversed, and judging from past experience, Lucifer was still very reliable. Since he let Amon join, he must have the confidence to prevent him from causing trouble.

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Thinking of this, Klein felt relieved.

Amon, on the other hand, looked calm and composed. He raised his hand and pinched the monocle on his face, then smiled and looked at the others.

Amon's gaze paused when it fell on Klein, sensing some familiar and subtle aura from the other person, which made Him raise an eyebrow. Then, his gaze first looked at Palles beside him, and then fell on Bethel, smiling and saying, "I thought He supported you."

"Don't, old man, I can't shoulder that burden. I just want to be an ordinary retired Angel in this life." Palles shook his head repeatedly. If he had originally had some thoughts about the position of Lord of the Mysteries, now after this anti-Amon operation, he had completely given up.

—— The Chaos Sea obviously did not support Him. The other party beat Amon like beating his son. If He didn't know what was good for him, then he would probably really have to fall to the characteristics.

Palles was very clear that He was not Amon, who had a good father who could support Him even after death.

Palles' greatest hope now was to become an Angel King in the future, and if that didn't work, he would be an ordinary retired Angel, honestly following the Chaos Sea. At least from the current point of view, He shouldn't have to worry about being hunted down by Amon in the future, and he wouldn't have to worry anymore. The worst outcome would probably be losing the Sequence 1 characteristics.