Chapter 490: Roselle

"Do you want to stop it?" Amon's question echoed in the tent, and Medici's expression sank slightly.

He naturally knew of the "Visionary" ritual, but he did not know in which direction the historical trend currently being pushed by Adam was heading.

Therefore, his stopping or not stopping could both potentially lead to the same result.

"You also want to become a god, so why not help each other? Any grudges can be settled at the end," Amon said in a seductive tone.

"So this is deception?" Medici revealed a mocking smile.

Letting Amon act as a lobbyist was truly not a good choice; after all, he was the "God of Deception" and the "God of Pranks."

But if it were Adam, they would already be fighting intensely by now; back then, Amon was only considered an accomplice, while Adam was the principal offender.

"Behaving in a way that doesn't meet your expectations is essentially a form of deception," Amon chuckled.

"Besides, I have also had results from my advanced studies in 'Fantasy Land'; I can already manage to go a whole day without lying."

Amon raised an eyebrow, saying something that made Medici's gaze turn strange.

His clearly recorded criminal history in "Fantasy Land" was over 108,000 times, which was already very few; if it were in the Creator's Divine Kingdom, this might be the amount for his countless avatars in a single day...

"I am now very curious about what you two are actually doing." Looking at such a strange Amon, Medici could already be certain that these two brothers were plotting something massive.

Otherwise, even if Amon were beaten to death, he would not have said that last sentence, and Amon's target was not just him, but also... the "True Creator" and even the "Black Emperor"!

"That means we can talk." Amon nodded slightly, sensing that the army outside the tent had already dispersed.

In an absolutely sealed environment, no one knew what the two Kings of Angels had actually discussed.

Within a few days, the atmosphere of the entire world had become even more tense.

When Klein was bored at the Serene Temple, he once again entered the Babel Tower of the Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society.

The conditions here were too superior; in terms of flexibility, it was even better than "Sefirah Castle," and quite a few Curly-Haired Baboons entered here whenever they had time.

"President?" Upon entering the Babel Tower, Klein sensed a certain summons and arrived at the meeting room at the top of the tower.

"Huang Tao." Roselle looked at Klein, his palm pressing against the armrest of the throne, his body leaning slightly forward, his gaze toward Klein carrying a sense of scrutiny.

Ever since their identities were exposed, this was the first time Klein and Roselle had met in such a formal manner.

"Zhou Mingrui." Klein sighed softly and sat in the seat closest to Roselle.

Roselle immediately couldn't hold his composure, looked at Klein, and chuckled, "After you became an Angel, Chumen should have had a showdown with you, but I didn't expect you to enter the Babel Tower only now."

"Chumen..." Klein and Roselle looked at each other, seemingly seeing something familiar in each other's eyes.

"Cough, cough! When I first came, I was even more miserable than you. I fully believed that I was the protagonist of the world, but after becoming a Demigod, I received a powerful blow from the true protagonist of the world and was unable to recover."

The atmosphere between Roselle and Klein instantly became harmonious.

"However, from what I can see, you are still capable of competing with him for the protagonist position. The last person to have this qualification was the Ancient Sun God, but in the end, he also died."

Klein nodded silently; the Three Pillars were still extremely high, and in his view, the "Supreme Dream" was no lower than the Three Pillars.

"What was your situation at that time?" Klein thought for a moment and asked.

"I should have been an experiment of that one, used to test Chumen," Roselle responded with a self-deprecating smile, though he was quite free-spirited. "At that time, I was the only one, and that one naturally wanted to awaken within me, but Chumen stopped it in advance and didn't let me go up to 'Sefirah Castle'."

"Otherwise, the 'Lord of the Mysteries' would have awakened back then."

Klein nodded silently.

"Several hundred years ago, I was also regretting why I didn't choose the 'Diviner' pathway, but now, I feel that with my personality, I wouldn't have done as well as you."

Roselle looked at Klein, not avoiding the discussion of this topic.

"I don't feel that I have been able to accomplish anything." Klein shook his head slightly.

"Sigh, let's not talk about this." Roselle waved his hand slightly to end the topic and looked at Klein, "Why did you come here this time?"

"I want to know some of the latest war information." The Curly-Haired Baboons Research Society had always been an important source of information for Klein. Now, most of the Curly-Haired Baboons' Sequences were not as high as the Tarot Club members, but they were numerous and distributed across all levels of society around the world.

"I know! Ask me!" Roselle raised his eyebrows slightly. He pointed to the outside of the Babel Tower and said, "The Phantom Realm is equivalent to the reflection of the world; most things will be presented here."

Klein also had corresponding Angel authority in the Phantom Realm, but it was far inferior to Roselle's, and he could not perceive the entire Phantom Realm.

"That works too." Klein thought for a while and asked, "What is the situation with the major Churches now?"

"The Churches..." Roselle closed his eyes. After about two seconds, he opened his eyes, "The change is on the Solomon side..."

Roselle seemed to sense that something was wrong; his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to stroke his chin.

"The Eternal Blazing Sun, the Mose Ascetic Order, and the Church of Steam are still maintaining neutrality, not interfering in the war, only secretly expanding their own influence."

"The Solomon Family seems to have temporarily abandoned Loen and is attacking Feynapot with all their might."

"Medici's legion is actually colluding with the Solomon Family?"

In the end, even Roselle was somewhat surprised and suspicious.

"If this continues, Feynapot won't be able to hold on for long." Roselle made a judgment, "Loen's pressure will be reduced, and they should support the Evernight Church."

"Isn't this normal?" Klein fully trusted the judgment of this former First Speaker of the Empire.

"Medici looks down on the Solomon Family at all," Roselle sneered, holding the same attitude toward the Solomon Family.

"Normally, even if he were facing the God of War, he would still draw his sword, rather than turn around to deal with the Solomon Family."

"Then..." Klein was truly unfamiliar with this King of Angels and lacked a basis for judgment.

"Medici has reached a critical point, and I cannot probe for information without alerting him."

There was countless information flowing in Roselle's eyes. His own Sequence abilities resonated with the Phantom Realm, aggregating much information, but he still gained nothing.

"I will be careful."

"However," Klein looked at Roselle curiously, "what is your current state? And what is the deal with that 'Illusion Dream' Unique?"

This question had appeared in Klein's heart the moment he saw Roselle.

(End of chapter)