Chen Lun nodded to the Speaker.
He took a deep breath, raised his glass and drank it all.
The sweet and mellow wine flows over the root of the tongue and down the throat, leaving behind a mixture of fruity flavors that fascinate the soul.
Chen Lun is now a high-ranking saint, so he naturally won't be as intoxicated as before, but this glass of wine seems to be just a trigger that allows him to establish some kind of mysterious connection.
He heard a call from far away.
At the same time, Chen Lun also saw Speaker Azgiero, who was sitting on the other side of the coffee table, also drank a glass of wine and looked at him with a smile.
whoosh!
Chen Lun did not resist as his spirit was drawn to him.
He relaxed his body, changed into a comfortable position, and lay on the sofa, letting his vision drift away...
It seems like a moment, and also like a thousand years.
Chen Lun suddenly found himself in a lush and psychedelic manor.
Countless grape vines covered an old retro mansion. The huge, round, purple grapes were bunched together like restrained pearls, embellishing the building. All around, there was lush but quiet vegetation, but covered with a thin layer of pink mist, giving people a sense of darkness.
The house was brightly lit. Under the eaves of the gate hung a string of black columnar wind chimes made of an unknown material, which made crisp tinkling sounds from time to time.
Chen Lun noticed that Speaker Azgiero, dressed in a gray robe, was standing quietly on his left. He smiled and nodded at him, then raised his hand to signal him to knock on the door.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Lun took two steps forward and knocked on the door.
Knock-knock…
In just two breaths, the crimson wooden door opened by itself, and light shone out from inside.
"Come in, I'm on the second floor."
A gentle male voice with a magnetic feel came from the mansion.
Chen Lun knew that it was the voice of His Majesty Conrad.
He looked back at the Speaker and found that she deliberately stood one position behind him, like a qualified housekeeper, humbly following behind the guests.
Chen Lun took a step forward and walked into the mansion.
The decoration and layout inside are very tasteful. Besides being spacious, the bright yellow light makes the overall atmosphere quite warm... However, the various paintings and reliefs are all in a uniform dark tone, and the contents are mostly bizarre and grotesque, which is hard to describe.
What particularly caught Chen Lun's attention were the two exquisite knights in armor in the corner of the hall. They each held a trident and a curved spear, and were shiny black all over.
Climbing up the clean and tidy wooden circular staircase, Chen Lun arrived at the second floor.
There are no rooms here, just a more spacious hall with a soft brown carpet on the floor and a tall, red and black chair in the middle.
The air was filled with a faint scent of wine mixed with unknown floral scents.
A man was lazily leaning on a high-back chair. His white high collar was lined with flower-like pleats, and he was wearing an extremely retro black tuxedo on the outside, except that the tail was a little longer, and it was scattered on the carpet like a cloak.
He was wearing white gloves on both hands, one hand was leaning against the armrest, and three fingers were holding up a goblet, which was still filled with unfinished wine.
"Meet His Majesty, the King of Slaughter."
Chen Lun was more than ten meters away. He took off his hat and touched his chest to salute.
"Please take a seat, my guest."
Conrad chuckled and raised his hand to signal.
Chen Lun thanked him, then took a few steps forward and sat down on the sofa beside him. Taking this opportunity, he quietly looked up at the King of Slaughter.
Conrad had black hair, which was simply tied into a short ponytail, with two strands of hair falling in front of his forehead, giving people an elegant yet slightly bohemian impression.
Her appearance is hard to describe, but if I could use the most accurate word, it would be gentle.
Although it is extremely strange to use "gentle" to describe the King of Killing, this is how Chen Lun feels at the moment.
If Chen Lun had not known that Conrad was a conspiracy-minded angel king who had single-handedly fought his way into the Spider Web Hell and seized the two unique divinities of the Death Gemini, his first impression of her would probably be that she was just a descendant of a fallen noble, and perhaps also a part-time poet or painting connoisseur.
Ancient, elegant, and full of knowledge.
"Your Majesty Conrad, has the former Pope of the Red Apple Church been born?"
Chen Lun regained his composure and focused on the main matter.
Conrad smiled and spoke softly:
"Not yet... Dolomypurnes' rebirth day is the day after tomorrow, at exactly 9:45 in the morning."
Chen Lun thought for a moment, then asked in a deep voice:
"So what do you need from me?"
"Um… "
Conrad raised his other hand, bent his index finger, and gently supported his chin.
She pondered for a few seconds, then cast a calm gaze and said with a smile:
"I need you to create chaos for me."
"confusion?"
Chen Lun frowned slightly.
"Yes, chaos... This is the power I have not yet digested, Jack. I need to observe it, caress it, and finally tame it."
Conrad's tone was gentle, like a whisper to a lover.
She raised her cup-holding hand slightly and continued:
"Once Dolomypurnes is born, she will gradually grow up within seven days, but it will take her longer to take over the authority again. I don't believe she has the patience... After all, a weak angel is like the most delicious wine. No matter how far away, it will attract gluttons."
Conrad's eyes were restrained and his tone was firm:
"She will definitely do something to quickly adapt to her new body and complete the integration of power... This is an opportunity, and what you have to do is to seize it."
"Born the day after tomorrow, adult in seven days."
Chen Lun murmured, a hint of thought flashing through his eyes.
He then asked:
"So, Your Majesty, I only have less than ten days to prepare?"
"Yes."
Conrad nodded.
She then smiled, her deep gaze flowing over Chen Lun's body, and said softly:
"I have to inform you in advance, Jack. I will not take action before the chaos has completely fermented. Everything needs to be considered by you."
Chen Lun couldn't help but be stunned.
The King of Slaughter doesn't make a move, and he has to set the stage all by himself? He also needs to skillfully manipulate the fate of all sides, add fuel to the flames, and cause a huge chaos...
However, this is a game involving high-ranking angels!
Can you do it yourself
Chen Lun suddenly felt the pressure, as if a dark cloud was looming over him.
The silence lasted for a few seconds. Conrad shook the glass, and the crisp clinking sound of ice cubes hitting the inner wall broke the deadlock.
She took a sip of wine and chuckled:
"Don't be nervous, Jack, I believe you can do it... Oscar thinks highly of you, and so do I, because I believed from the beginning..."
Conrad sat up straight, then leaned forward, his hair falling down in front of his forehead, and said with a smile in his eyes:
“You will become something extraordinary.”
Chen Lun quickly bowed his head and said modestly:
"It is my honor to be valued by you."
"Ha ha… "
Conrad smiled.
"I didn't make a move to avoid alerting the enemy. As the 'Rose Gardener', Dolomypurnes is deeply favored by Lady Rose. This time, he is reborn, not only with the support of the Red Apple Church and the Rose Royal Family, but Lady Rose is also very likely watching silently behind the scenes... If I want to succeed in this situation, I need a suitable opportunity."
She raised a finger and spoke more gently:
"You are currently limited to Sequence 4. This is indeed quite difficult for you, so I will give you some other help... The Kangkai Council will do its best to provide you with the intelligence and resources you want. Even Azgierlo can be used at will."
After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but turn his head and look to the side.
Speaker Azgiero, who was standing not far away, smiled and nodded slightly at him.
"One last tip for you, Jack."
Conrad said.
Chen Lun looked at the King of Killing and waited for what to say next.
"The Mother Goddess of Nature, that is, Miss Saint Tree Mia Mavis, is at odds with Lady Rose Marialena. The roots of the Golden Sacred Tree have even spread to the Netherworld... As far as I know, this is a big part of the reason why Lady Rose has been in seclusion."
Conrad said calmly.
Chen Lun lowered his eyes, and the first thought that came to his mind was -
Ring man!
'Back then, Duke Huan used the God of Death as a chess piece to indirectly cause an internal conflict among the three families of Sun, Moon and Star. After that, he wiped out the God of Death, severely injured Madam Rose, and ordered his good friend Mr. Jingyao to chase after the old man of mud. Before his death, he suppressed and sealed the eternal sleeper... Among them, Miss Shengshu was most likely responsible for dealing with Madam Rose! This is one of Duke Huan's back-up plans! '
Chen Lun understood clearly.
Suddenly, I thought of a lot of things.
"If we want to create a huge chaos and give His Majesty Conrad an opportunity, involving the Natural Cult would be the best option."
But soon, he had some concerns.
"But Madam Elk and Saint Rutina are quite nice to me, and they also have a close relationship with the Cat Goddess Maggie... If I really do this, my good impression of them will probably drop to zero."
Conrad sat in a high-back chair, saying nothing, just waiting quietly, giving the gentleman in the black hat time to think.
After a while.
Chen Lun raised his head slowly.
"Your Majesty Conrad, thank you for your reminder. I think I should have more things to write about."
"very good."
Conrad seemed very happy and nodded with satisfaction.
She waved her hand, and a glass of wine appeared out of thin air in Chen Lun's hand, filled with the same scarlet wine as Conrad's.
"Good luck to you, then, Jack."
Conrad smiled and raised his glass.
Chen Lun took a deep breath and raised his glass in response.
bite!
The wine glasses were several meters apart, but they made an inexplicable collision sound.
Conrad drank the wine in one gulp, and his low chuckle echoed in the hall:
"Chaos is the best ladder. I look forward to witnessing your masterpiece..."
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That night.
The gentle purple moonlight shines into the windowsill.
Chen Lun was bent over the table, the ivory pen in his hand reluctant to touch the manuscript paper.
His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes solemn.
With his powerful brain and computing power working at an overload, his memory quickly flashed through his mind. Chen Lun maintained this posture for a long time, and finally exhaled, writing down several key words on the paper -
"Rutina Castillo", "Chrysalis of the End", and "Waiting".