Chen Lun bowed his head to the speaker.

He took a deep breath, raised his glass, and drank it down.

The luscious and mellow wine flows down the tongue and down the throat, leaving behind a mixture of fruity notes that will enchant the soul.

Chen Lun was now a high-ranking sage, so naturally he would not be as intoxicated as he once was, but this glass of wine seemed to be just an introduction, allowing him to establish some kind of mysterious connection.

He heard a call from far away.

At the same time, Chen Lun also saw Speaker Azgilro, who was sitting on the other side of the coffee table, also drank a glass of wine and looked at him with a smile.

Sou!

Spirituality is pulled, and Chen Lun does not resist.

He relaxed, changed into a comfortable position, and lay back on the sofa, and immediately let his vision drag away......

Like a moment, like a thousand years.

Suddenly, Chen Lun found himself in a lush psychedelic manor.

Countless grape vines climb all over a retro old mansion, one by one, huge and round, the whole body of purple and red grapes are connected in bunches, like restrained pearls, dotting the building. All around, there is a lush but quiet vegetation, but it is covered with a thin layer of pink mist, giving people a sense of darkness.

The mansion is brightly lit, and under the eaves of the gate, a string of black column-shaped wind chimes made of unknown materials hangs, which make a crisp tinkling sound from time to time.

Chen Lun noticed that Speaker Azgierro, dressed in a gray robe, was standing quietly on his left, smiling at him, and raising 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.

Tuk Tuk ......

In just two breaths, the crimson wooden door opened on its own, and the light shone from within.

"Come in, I'm on the second floor."

A gentle male voice full of magnetism came from inside the mansion.

Chen Lun knew that it was the voice of Conrad's crown.

He looked back at the Speaker and saw that He was deliberately standing one position behind him, like a proper butler, humbly following the guests.

Chen Lun took a step and walked into the mansion.

The interior decoration and layout are tasteful, spacious, and the bright yellow light makes the overall atmosphere quite warm...... It's just that the various hanging paintings and reliefs are unified in dark tones, and the content is mostly strange and strange, which is indescribable.

What particularly caught Chen Lun's attention were the two exquisite knights' armor in the corner of the hall, each holding a trigeminous halberd and a curved spear, all shiny and black.

Ascending the neat and tidy wooden ring ladder, Chen Lun came to the second floor.

There were no rooms, just a more spacious hall with a soft brown-colored blanket on the floor and a tall, red and black chair in the middle.

There is a faint aroma of wine all around, mixed with unknown floral notes.

A man is sitting lazily in a high-backed chair, a white turtleneck lined with folded flowers, and a very retro black tuxedo over it, but the tail is slightly longer and scattered like a cloak on the carpet.

He wears white gloves on both hands, leans on the armrest with one hand, and holds a goblet with three fingers, which still contains unfinished wine.

"I've seen the King of Killing."

Chen Lun was more than ten meters apart, took off his hat, and stroked his chest.

"You may be seated, my guest."

Conrad chuckled and raised his hand.

Chen Lun thanked him, took a few steps forward, and sat down on the sofa beside him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quietly raised his eyes to look at the King of Killing.

Conrad's black hair is simply tied in a short ponytail, and the two strands of hair on his forehead fall down, giving people an elegant but slightly profligate impression.

His appearance is indescribable, and if I can use the most accurate word, it is mildness.

Although it is extremely strange to use "gentleness" as a metaphor for the king of killing, Chen Lun's heart at the moment is this feeling.

If it weren't for the fact that Conrad was a king of angels who had single-handedly gone into the cobweb hell and seized the two unique divinities of the Twin Planets of Death, I am afraid that Chen Lun's first impression would have been that he was just a descendant of a declining nobleman, perhaps a part-time poet or a connoisseur of paintings.

Ancient, elegant, and full of learning.

"Your Majesty Conrad, the former Pope of the Red Apple Church, has he been born?"

Chen Lun retracted his mind and drew his attention to business.

Conrad chuckled and spoke softly:

"Not yet...... The day after tomorrow, the exact time is 9:45 a.m. ”

Chen Lun was thoughtful, and then asked in a deep voice:

"So what do you need me to do?"

"Hmmm......"

Conrad raised his other hand, his index finger flexed, and gently rested his chin.

He pondered for a few seconds, then cast a calm gaze and smiled:

"I need you to create a mess for me."

"Chaos?"

Chen Lun frowned slightly.

"Yes, chaos...... This is my undigested authority, Jack, and I need to observe it, caress it, and finally tame it. ”

Conrad's tone was gentle, like a whisper to his lover.

His hand holding the cup lifted lightly, and he continued:

"Once Dolomy Purnis is born, he will grow into adulthood in seven days, but it will take much longer for him to take over again, and I am sure he will not have that patience...... After all, an angel in his weak period is like the most delicious liquor, no matter how far away, it will attract gluttons. ”

Conrad's eyes were reserved, and his tone was determined:

"He will do something to quickly adapt to the new shell and complete the merging of authority...... That's the opportunity, and what you have to do is take it. ”

"Born the day after tomorrow, seven days to adulthood."

Chen Lun muttered, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.

He then asked:

"So, Your Majesty, I have less than ten days to prepare?"

"Yes."

Conrad bowed.

He then smiled, his deep gaze flowing over Chen Lun's body, and said softly:

"I have to let you know in advance, Jack, that I won't make a move until the chaos is completely fermented, everything needs to be decided by yourself."

Chen Lun couldn't help but be stunned.

The King of Slaughter doesn't make a move, and he relies on himself to open the stage? It is also necessary to skillfully pluck the fate lines everywhere to fuel the flames and cause a huge chaos......

However, this is a game involving a high angel!

Can you do it yourself?

Chen Lun suddenly felt the pressure, like a dark cloud.

Silence lasted for a few seconds, and Conrad shook his glass, breaking the ice with the crisp clanging of ice against the inner wall.

He took a sip of wine and chuckled:

"Don't be nervous, Jack, I'm sure you can do it...... Oscar thinks highly of you, and so do I, because I believed in ...... from the beginning."

Conrad sat up straight, then leaned forward, the hair on his forehead falling down, and said with a smile in his eyes:

"You're going to be an amazing being."

Chen Lun hurriedly bowed his head and said modestly:

"It's an honor to be so valued by you."

"Haha......"

Conrad smiled.

"I don't make a move, so as not to startle the snake, Dolomi Purnes, as the 'Rose Gardener', is deeply favored by Lady Rose, and this rebirth is not only supported by the Red Apple Church and the Rose Royal Family, but behind the scenes, Lady Rose is also very likely to be silently watching...... To succeed in this situation, I need a good moment. ”

He lifted a finger and spoke in a softer tone:

"You're limited to Sequence Four right now, and this is really difficult for you, so I'll give you some other help...... The Generous Council will provide you with the information and resources you want, even if it's Azgirro, you can send it at your disposal. ”

After hearing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but turn his head to look to the side.

Speaker Azgirro, who was standing not far away, smiled and bowed his head lightly at him.

"One last hint for you, Jack."

Conrad said.

Chen Lun looked at the King of Slaughter and waited for the following.

"Mother Nature, the Sacred Tree's Miss Mia Mavis, is at odds with Maria Lenna, the Lady of the Rose, and the roots of the Golden Sacred Tree have even spread to the Netherworld...... As far as I know, this is in large part the reason why Lady Rose has come into hiding. ”

Conrad said lightly.

Chen Lun's eyes drooped, and the first thought that came to his mind was-

Huangong!

'Back then, Huan Gong used the god of death as a chess game, indirectly causing the three families of the sun, moon and star to strife, and then wiped out the god, seriously injured Lady Rose, and ordered his friend Mr. Jingyao to pursue the mud man, and suppressed the seal of the eternal sleeper before falling...... Among them, Miss Sacred Tree is mostly responsible for dealing with Lady Rose! This is one of Huangong's backhands! ’

Chen Lun realized in his heart.

Suddenly I thought of a lot more.

'If this time is to create a huge chaos and create an opportunity for Conrad's crown, then involving the Cult of Nature would be the best option. ’

But soon, he had some concerns.

But Lady Elk and the Holy Lady Lutina have been nice to me, and they have a close connection with Maggie, the god of cats...... If you do this, I am afraid that the goodwill will fall to the freezing point. ’

Conrad sat in the high-backed chair and made no noise, just waited quietly to give the black-hat gentleman time to think.

Half a day.

Chen Lun slowly raised his head.

"Your Majesty Conrad, thank you for the reminder, I think I should have more to write."

"Good."

Conrad looked happy and nodded in satisfaction.

He waved his hand, and in Chen Lun's hand, a glass of wine appeared out of thin air, containing the same scarlet wine liquid as Conrad.

"Well, 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 a few meters apart, but there was an inexplicable collision sound.

Conrad drank the wine down, and a low smile echoed in the hall:

"Chaos is the best ladder, and I look forward to witnessing your masterpieces......"

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It's night.

Gentle purple moonlight spilled into the windowsill.

Chen Lun was hunched at the table, the ivory pen in his hand refusing to pity the manuscript paper.

His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes solemn.

The powerful brain power and computing power were overloaded, and the memory flashed quickly, Chen Lun maintained this posture for a long time, and finally exhaled a breath and wrote a few key words on the paper-

"Lutina Castillo", "Chrysalis of the End", and "Waiting".

(End of chapter)