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Chapter 128: Ouroboros Decides to Fulfill His Promise

However, based on Lynn's understanding of himself, even if he got acquainted with the two serpents later, he would probably still not take sides, since both sides were important to him. At most, he would try to save the losing serpent's life when the time came.

"From this perspective, having a friend like me is really a lucky thing…" Lynn shamelessly sighed. He then became more serious and divided part of his consciousness into the divine incarnation's body.

He was going to empty Mr. Fool's wallet! Defending the halo of poverty, starting now.

...

Meanwhile, deep within the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

This was an originally unremarkable mountain peak, but it was unique in that at its summit stood a gigantic cross, existing between reality and illusion.

Not only that, but a blurred figure hung upside down from this enormous cross. Ancient wooden stakes pierced through the figure's body, stained with blood that still flowed without dripping, nailing it to the cross.

At the base of the cross, Ouroboros, who had been praying with closed eyes, suddenly opened them. His gaze revealed a trace of confusion, as if he had encountered something he couldn't understand.

Ouroboros then looked up at the True Creator on the cross and said, "Lord, I dreamt of Him again. This time..."

Ouroboros then recounted his memory in detail, without embellishment or omission, and finally asked with a puzzled tone, "Should I honor my promise to Him?"

The True Creator listened quietly. He did not speak, but Ouroboros seemed to hear something, his expression becoming enlightened.

"I understand, Lord. I will deliver that painting to Amon," Ouroboros said reverently, bowing his head.

The True Creator looked at him in silence.

Under His gaze, Ouroboros lifted his head, seeming hesitant and conflicted.

But ultimately, Ouroboros asked, "Lord, do you think He will change Medici's fate?"

If there was anything significant in Ouroboros's life, the Red Angel Medici would undoubtedly be one of them.

Even the slow-witted Angel of Destiny had been silent for a long time after learning of Medici's demise.

Since then, Ouroboros rarely interacted with Amon and Adam.

He did not hate Amon and Adam because they were the Lord's offspring, but it was hard for Ouroboros to convince himself not to mind it.

The True Creator still did not answer, but Ouroboros seemed to receive a response.

"You don't know either..." Ouroboros lowered his eyes, his mood appearing somewhat downcast.

However, this mood did not last long, as Ouroboros soon stood up, ready to replicate the painting from his memory.

He would meticulously reproduce it and personally deliver it to Amon.

Would this count as a small revenge on Amon?

Ouroboros recalled Lynn's words to him, blinking in confusion.

...

"Come, Sherlock, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Secret Keeper, the craftsman who will be creating your Beyonder item."

At 15 Minsk Street, in the familiar living room, three figures sat on either side of the coffee table.

One side was the host, Klein.

The other side was the guest, Lynn, and his newly formed divine incarnation.

At this moment, Lynn was enthusiastically making introductions. He first introduced his divine incarnation to Klein, then, pretending to be formal, introduced Klein to the divine incarnation:

"Mr. Secret Keeper, this is my friend, Detective Sherlock. He has a Sequence 6 Devil characteristic that he wants you to craft into an item. You can discuss the specifics with him."

"Hello, Mr. Secret Keeper, I am Sherlock Moriarty." Klein introduced himself while instinctively scrutinizing the craftsman before him.

This was a man who appeared to be in his thirties or forties, dressed in a proper suit, with deep-set features and amber eyes, exuding an elegant aura, clearly well-educated.

To be honest, if not for Lynn's introduction, Klein would have had a hard time associating this gentleman with a craftsman. The man looked more like a scholarly academic.

However, there was a strange sense of familiarity… Klein felt a flicker of doubt.

Of course, Klein did not know that this sense of familiarity was a result of Lynn's deliberate design when creating the divine incarnation's persona.

This was part of Lynn's hidden script — on the surface, his angelic and craftsman identities were separate, but in his hidden script, they were actually the same entity, the Angel of Secrets.

In this narrative, the Angel of Secrets went to great lengths for his human counterpart, acting as a cryptic guide to promote the counterpart's progress while also crafting items for him and even his friends when necessary.

It could be said he played the roles of both a father and mother to perfection.

Yes, the inspiration for this came from Sasrir.

Lynn set things up this way to pave the way for his divine incarnation to possess abilities from two different pathways in the future.

As to why the divine incarnation could have abilities from two pathways—don't ask Lynn. Lynn was just a small, helpless, and forgetful human. He knew nothing.

After the introductions and some polite small talk, Klein and Lynn's divine incarnation quickly got down to business.

Klein took out a metal box and opened it to reveal the Devil's Sequence 6 characteristic inside. He said, "This is the Beyonder characteristic I would like you to craft. It comes from a Sequence 6 Devil Dog. I hope you can create it as perfectly as possible."

Klein did not hide anything, as anyone with some information and brains could make connections at this point when asking a craftsman to work with a Sequence 6 demon characteristic.

Moreover, Lynn had assured him that this craftsman was reliable. Klein had a lot of trust in Lynn.

"Lynn has informed me in advance. As long as your payment is sufficient, I will give you a most perfect creation."

Lynn controlled the divine incarnation to say this. Then, the divine incarnation picked up the demon characteristic from the box, examined it for a few seconds, and then returned it, asking, "What kind of weapon do you wish to receive?"

(End of the chapter)

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