Mystery: Chaos Path

"I'm fine, it's just... never mind!" Pales shook his head, not continuing the topic. He just glanced at Leonard and suddenly said, "Play the Nightmare well, advance as soon as possible. Your talent isn't bad. Work hard, and even if you don't become an angel, becoming a demigod is still possible."

Leonard was stunned for a moment, not understanding what madness Pales was up to, why he suddenly started urging him to improve.

However, hearing the other party's evaluation, Leonard was quite happy and couldn't help but ask, "Really? I have a chance to advance to a demigod?"

Not everyone can advance to a demigod. To advance to a demigod, in addition to digesting the Sequence 5 potion and preparing the corresponding ritual, the most important thing is whether the advancing person can withstand the divinity gained after advancing to Sequence 4.

To some extent, it really depends on talent.

For example, the reason the Disease Controller was favored by her mother was because she had a certain talent.

"Do I need to lie to you?" Pales glanced at him, annoyed.

Leonard immediately grinned, like a silly, happy roe deer.

Pales couldn't bear to look at him, but looking at Leonard like that, he couldn't help but smile, then sighed in his heart.

Advance, work hard to advance to a higher level, so you can protect what you want to protect.

Don't, don't be like me...

...

"I hope Old Man Pales isn't too heartbroken." After leaving the Quiet Church, Roland shook his head and muttered in his heart.

If it weren't to maintain Lucifer's persona, with Roland's personality, he really wouldn't have said such heartbreaking words to Pales.

But... "You deserve to be heartbroken. In this world, incompetence is a sin, and possessing treasures when incompetent is an original sin." Roland thought of the original owner's wandering and abruptly ended life, and didn't feel any guilt for stabbing Pales in the heart.

After all, in a sense, Pales is actually incompetent.

"Then next..." Roland snapped his fingers, and a figure condensed in the air, it was Mr. Door, Bethel Abraham.

"Good day, Bethel!" Roland greeted with a smile.

"Good day, Lucifer." Bethel responded with a similar smile, then noticed that they seemed to be standing in the alien space he created, and was immediately a little puzzled, "Is there a problem with the alien space?"

"It's like this..." Roland briefly recounted the 'Beat Amon' operation, and finally said, "I asked the Sun God, and the others can stay in the alien space at that time. He can help bring the alien space into the Land of the Forsaken. Now the only problem is, how can the people staying in the alien space observe what's happening outside? I wonder if you, Bethel, have a way to solve it."

Letting low-sequence members watch the angel war from the periphery is still too dangerous. If they're not careful, they can easily be affected, so Roland wants to try to create a viewing mode to ensure the safety of Klein and others.

Bethel listened to his words quietly, his expression subtle for a moment, his eyes seemed to say "Amon is finally getting his retribution," then he coughed softly and said, "It's not difficult to do this. I can help you make a mirror..."

Roland's request was obviously not a problem for Bethel. He directly conceived a plan, and then reported the required materials. As long as the materials are in place, he can directly carry out the desired transformation.

Roland nodded as he listened, and finally gave an OK gesture, suddenly saying, "Bethel, you're so skilled!"

Bethel suddenly had a bad feeling.

Roland stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Actually, thinking about it, it's not just you, like the True Creator, the Goddess of the Night, Adam, and the others, you all seem to be peeking at others from across space at every turn. No wonder you're so skilled, hiss, how perverted!"

Bethel's mouth twitched, wanting to refute but not knowing where to start, and Bethel knew how good the person in front of him was at sophistry. If he really refuted, he might be drawn in by the other party.

So Bethel thought for a while and said, "Considering that most of the people watching the battle are of low sequence, perhaps the mirror needs to be specially treated to prevent Amon and other angels from revealing their Mythical Creature form and harming the club members..."

Although the knowledge of high sequences will not bring pollution like the knowledge of Outer Gods, the Mythical Creature form will actually harm people whose sequence is not high enough.

The phrase "One cannot directly look upon a god" has never only been to show the authority of the gods, but also an established fact, because if people whose sequence is not high enough really look at the Mythical Creature form of a god, death is considered a good ending. The greater possibility is to collapse into a monster.

Hearing Bethel's words, Roland raised his eyebrows, and then said quietly, "Bethel, you've learned to be bad, you're actually changing the subject."

Bethel pretended not to hear anything. He continued, "Actually, if you want to attack Amon, perhaps I can provide you with some help."

Roland looked at Mr. Door, who was skilled at pretending to be stupid, and suddenly felt that the world was going downhill and people's hearts were not what they used to be. Even Mr. Door was no longer an honest person.

But maybe he never was. After all, which honest person would record the black history of their colleagues?

Roland thought of this and felt it made sense, so he continued with great interest, "What help can you provide?"

"Although the Sun God can help you suppress Amon, beat Amon into a state of near death and then let you attack, in that case, you will lose some of the fun. I am different. I can help you seal Amon's abilities, so that he can only exert the strength of an ordinary Sequence 1 in a short period of time."

Bethel said with a smile, "Isn't it more interesting to suppress a Sequence 1 Amon than to bully a near-death one?"

Roland blinked, looked at Bethel, and suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to be a white-cut black, as expected, none of the Gou San families are honest people."

Bethel smiled without saying a word.

If he were really an honest person, he would have been killed by Amon in the Fourth Epoch.

The three Gou San family dukes of the Tudor Empire had camaraderie, but they would definitely not be soft when they tricked each other.

"But this idea is not bad, I approve it." Roland then nodded and said with a smile.

...

"So you guys are planning to beat up Amon next Monday?"

In the familiar villa, Medici, who was the last to receive the notice, raised his eyebrows and showed an interested expression.

"That's right, I've talked to the Sun God, and he also thinks the bear child needs to be taught a lesson and should be beaten hard. The True Creator also agrees with this action very much, probably because he's been displeased with Amon for a long time."

Roland nodded with a smile, looking at Medici and asking with interest, "Pales, Bethel, and Uroboros have all agreed to participate in this action, are you coming?"