Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 243 The Death Archon Reappears

"What do you think? I saw you trying to hold back your laughter." Rowling glanced at him unhappily, then looked at Medici with a bright smile.

Naturally, he would not let the culprit go.

However, compared to other people, it was much more difficult to feed Medici sour oranges. The living room became lively for a while, and the two people started a chase.

"Is it really that sour?" Little Amon looked at the remaining orange in Will's hand curiously, showing a curious expression and a little eager to try, the main point being that if you don't seek death, you won't die.

"If you want to know, just try it and you'll know." Will urged, like a naughty child, or like the queen who tricked Snow White into eating the poisoned apple.

"No, it's really sour, and not just sour, it's also a bit bitter..." Klein tried to dissuade him. He had just taken several sips of sweet iced tea to barely suppress the sourness, and he really didn't want to see little Amon suffer the same fate.

After all, Klein has a conscience.

"But everyone has eaten it..." Little Amon showed a hesitant expression. He suddenly jumped off the sofa, ran to the kitchen to pour a large glass of milk, returned to the sofa with the milk, and then picked up a piece of fruit pulp and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then, little Amon showed an expression of doubt about life.

When Azik went downstairs, he found a group of people sitting mysteriously around the coffee table, their expressions very subtle.

"What's going on?" Azik looked over in confusion.

No one spoke, but just waved towards Azik.

So there is one more victim of sour orange.

When Luo Lin came downstairs in his Lucifer vest, Azik was already among the people sitting around the coffee table. He shook his head, looked at the people who were obviously still trying to cheat him, and said with a smile, "Since you like sour oranges so much, why don't I buy two pounds for each of you to enjoy slowly?"

Everyone immediately showed embarrassed expressions.

Luo Lin walked over to sit across from Azik and said with a smile, "Are you ready?"

Azik, who was so sour from the orange that he was questioning his life, was stunned for a moment before he remembered what he had been planning to do. He nodded, his eyes gentle but firm as he said, "I'm ready."

"Okay." Luo Lin nodded, raised his left hand and snapped his fingers, and the familiar figure appeared again in this era.

"What on earth is the principle behind this..." As it was the first time for Will to see Rowlin summon the Shadow of Time in person, he was completely focused. However, the more he watched, the more confused he became. He had no idea how Rowlin did it.

Medici, who was already used to this scene, naturally would not explore this. He just looked at the Archon of Death, sizing up this unfamiliar existence, and then, not knowing what he thought of, he sneered.

Klein was simply nervous. After all, he truly regarded Azik as a father figure. Now Azik was once again confronting divinity and merging with the past. If he wasn't careful, he could lose everything. Naturally, he was extremely nervous.

"Two Uncle Azik?" Little Amon was simply confused. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, looked at Azik and then at the Archon of Death. After thinking for a while, he reached out and tugged at the corner of the latter's clothes, and asked seriously: "Are you Uncle Azik's twin brother?" The Archon of Death opened his eyes again in the future. He had just woken up when he heard little Amon's question, which made him stunned for a moment, and then he found that everyone in the room seemed to be looking at him.

Even the Archon of Death, who was like a blank slate to some extent, couldn't help but become nervous in this situation. His puzzled gaze swept over everyone in the room, finally landing on Lucifer and asking, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?"

"It has nothing to do with you. They just have their own problems." Luo Lin, wearing a Lucifer vest, said with a smile.

“…Oh.” The Archon of Death looked relieved. He then lowered his head to look at little Amon and was stunned.

As the Death Archon of the Balam Empire, he naturally knew Duke Amon of the Tudor Empire and had even read many books related to him. So when facing the little Amon in front of him, the Death Archon couldn't help but hesitate, a little unsure of what the other party was doing.

"You don't have to think of Him as Amon, just think of Him as a little kid named Amon." Luo Lin, wearing the vest of Lucifer, explained at the right time.

The Archon of Death heaved a sigh of relief. He still didn't want to face the real Amon. After all, whether it was the few times he had met Amon or the books he had read, the Archon of Death knew that Amon was by no means a good person.

The Death Archon thought for a few seconds, then looked at Little Amon and answered seriously, "I'm not a twin brother. I'm also Azik. I'm his past."

"Wow!" Little Amon blinked his eyes with a surprised expression, not knowing whether he understood or not.

After answering Little Amon's question, the Archon of Death looked up at Lucifer. He obviously didn't ask why so many people were in the room. He just smiled with a hint of joy and said, "Hello again, friend."

"Yes, nice to meet you again. It seems you have been having a good time recently." Wearing the Lucifer vest, Rowling smiled sincerely. He looked up and down at the Archon of Death and could clearly feel that he was different from the last time he was summoned.

If the last Death Archon was a purely hollow puppet, then this time the puppet was obviously filled with something, not much, but it did exist.

"Well, your mask is very useful." The Death Archon nodded, revealing a happy smile. "This is the first time I've felt the existence of emotions since I returned. It's great. I like it very much."

"Not bad." Luo Lin wasn't surprised by the result. He looked at the Archon of Death, as if he were looking at a work of art directly carved out, or as if he were looking at a friend. He smiled and said, "Has the God of Death noticed your changes?"

"No, Father rarely pays attention to me." The Archon of Death shook his head, then seemed to think of something and added, "Father has been very busy recently. He has reached a cooperation with the Primordial Witch and seems to want to do something very important."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the people in the room changed slightly.

Except for little Amon, no one present was not well versed in history, so they naturally understood what the Death Archon said meant - the God of Death was collaborating with the Original Witch and was about to set off a pale disaster.

"Tsk, it's actually this period." Medici curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He has never thought highly of Salinger. Naturally, he was unhappy about the fact that Salinger took advantage of the power of the tributary of the Everlasting Dark River and accommodated the uniqueness of the Red Priest.

Not to mention that this incident may have caused the uniqueness of the Red Priest to be polluted by the River of Eternal Darkness, which is simply a disaster for Medici.

(End of this chapter)