Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 252 The Real Fantasy Angel

"What's the problem?" Adam looked up at him.

"Did Adam ever exist?" Luo Lin looked at him and asked with a smile, "I mean, the original Adam. Did he really exist?"

Adam was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Rowling to ask that. He had no intention of hiding anything, and said, "If you mean possessing an independent personality like Sasriel, then He existed, but He is also me. There is no essential difference between us."

"I don't intend to discuss with you the division between the clone and the original body. That is a question that is doomed to have no result. I just want to ask you one more question..." Luo Lin looked at Adam and asked again: "How much of Adam is left?"

The fact that the true Creator was composed primarily of Sasriel was clear and obvious, and there was nothing to discuss. But what about Adam? How much of Adam remained within this blank dummy's shell?

Adam was silent, a rare occurrence. After thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

He looked up at Luo Lin, a rare moment of confusion in his golden eyes. He said, "I possess all of Adam's memories, but as you know, I have no emotions or humanity, so I have no way of judging how much of this body belongs to Adam."

"Perhaps, as you said, I am just a salvation machine without a self."

Luo Lin raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He looked at the blond priest in front of him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Maybe we can do an experiment."

"For example, how about asking Adam himself?" Rowling said with interest. Summoning the Archon of Death did not consume too much of his spiritual energy, so Rowling now has enough energy to summon another Adam.

"What's the point of this?" Adam looked at him puzzled.

"The point is, after understanding how much of your composition belongs to Adam, we can try to separate you from Adam." Luo Lin looked at him with a smile and said:
"Of course, not now, but after you advance to Sequence 0. Then what belongs to the Sun God will belong to the Sun God, and what belongs to Adam will belong to Adam."

"This will be more conducive to the fusion of a pure sun god, isn't it?"

Adam seemed to be thinking for a few seconds. After a while, he looked at Luo Lin and asked, "I know this is your first plan. But how are you going to dismantle us? You don't think you have the ability to do that right now."

"To be honest, I have no idea at the moment, and I think you might be the expert on this matter." Luo Lin looked at Adam and said with a smile:
"You've dismantled yourself more than once. I'm curious, can you still do it now? If not, can you give me some useful advice?"

"It's difficult for me to dismantle myself now. This is the price I paid back then, but I may be able to give you some advice as someone who has been through it." Adam first shook his head, then nodded, and then slowly began to share with Rowling some of his experience in dismantling himself.

Because this involved a lot of professional knowledge, Klein, who was standing next to him, was completely confused and bewildered. He felt that this situation, as a "bad student", should not have happened.

Rowling understood everything, offering suggestions as he listened, a completely professional performance. But why not? After all, when it came to avatars, Nyarlathotep was the pro.

After the two discussed for a while, they both gained something. Luo Lin nodded with a hint of satisfaction and said, "Then, let's see what the real Adam is like!"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and, using the person before him as a medium, summoned the true angel of fantasy in history.

Then, a fantasy angel who was very similar to Adam, but looked younger, appeared in this small church. The young eldest son of God opened his eyes in confusion, and then was stunned for a moment.

Because the angel of fantasy saw himself.

No, that's not it, but it seems... The Angel of Imagination was confused. He looked at Adam in front of him with doubt, then looked at Rowling and Klein across from him. After hesitating for half a second, he said, "Excuse me, where is this place? I don't seem to be in my original time and space anymore."

To ask why the Angel of Illusion was sure that he was not in his original time and space, it was mainly because he found that he could not contact his original body. Considering some information that Sasriel had told him before, the Angel of Illusion naturally had some guesses about his situation.

"This is the Fifth Age, perhaps you know it." Luo Lin looked at the angel of fantasy with interest. Unlike Adam, who seemed compassionate but actually had no emotions, the young angel of fantasy looked quite energetic. His golden eyes revealed his undisguised curiosity and exploration of this future world.

"It's here," the Angel of Imagination understood. He then smiled at Luo Lin and said, "I do know you, and I know about this era. Sasriel mentioned this. You are Mr. Lucifer, correct?"

"You can also just call me Lucifer." Luo Lin said with a smile.

"That would be too rude. Although you may have known my true nature, at least I am still Adam, the eldest son of the Creator. I am your junior in terms of seniority, so I naturally cannot call you by your name." Adam shook his head. Although his words were a bit rigid, he did not seem old-fashioned, just a little stubborn.

Luo Lin glanced at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "No wonder Medici called you a bigot. He never doubted your identity until he was told the truth. You must have been a bigot since childhood."

"So Medici gave me such a nickname. Sigh, He still loves giving people nicknames." The Angel of Imagination seemed to have thought of something, sighed, then looked at Luo Lin and said seriously:
"But I don't think there's anything wrong with being a paranoid person. At least once I've set a goal, I'll never waver."

"Perhaps this is why the Sun God lets you bear the divinity. You are indeed more suitable to be a savior machine than Sasriel." Rowling looked at Adam and said with a smile. His tone was gentle, but the content of his words was not so gentle.

The Angel of Imagination listened quietly, his face showing no negative emotions at the future described by Luo Lin. He said, "If I am the most suitable one, then of course I should do this. I just feel a little regretful..."

The Angel of Illusion seemed to feel a little regretful. He looked at Adam, meeting his emotionless golden eyes. A rare trace of sadness appeared on his face as he said,
"Divinity isn't the best answer to saving the world. I might bring suffering to many people. Even if the world is ultimately saved, there will inevitably be sacrifices."

(End of this chapter)