Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 100 The Generosity of the Red Angel
Miss Sharon walked to the collapsed soil and asked Lewis for advice.

"Do you want me to take a look? Maybe there are more secrets buried behind this piece of soil."

“No!” Lewis looked at the stone door on the left that was not completely closed and left a gap, and said, “I think we have arrived at our destination this time.”

He moved towards the stone door on the left and looked inside with his spiritual vision. There were at least four strong and dazzling spiritual lights, two of which were close to dark gold in color, and two were deep blue like the sea.

Turning off his spiritual vision, Lewis saw a "narrow" scene:

The firelight that penetrated into the room illuminated the black stone slabs, on which lay piles of white bones covered with rotten clothing, a few of which emitted a dark golden glow.

At the end of the room, on the dark wall stood a double door, a bloody double door!

"These are the extraordinary characteristics that condense after the death of the extraordinary. I don't know if there are any destiny paths among these characteristics. It doesn't matter if you are a disaster priest or a winner."

Suddenly, Lewis felt a change in the Azik copper whistle in his chest pocket. The originally cold and soft touch suddenly became deep and deadly.

"It's dangerous here, but the danger is restrained!" Miss Sharon said coldly, looking at the door on the left.

Of course it's dangerous. If I don't explain my purpose now, the evil spirit will probably attack us... Lewis couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Although he was panicking, he smiled faintly, took off his hat, bowed to the room on the left, and said:
"Great Angel of War, can you give me a chance to explain my purpose of coming here?"

He did not dare to call out the name "Medici". For persons like Medici, their names themselves carry power. Once he called out the real name, he might establish some kind of connection with the evil spirit.

Sharon's pupils suddenly contracted, she frowned, glanced at Lewis, and thought deeply in her heart.

Angel? The evil spirit bound in the room was once an angel? ... Sharon looked down at Lewis, and she already felt uneasy in her heart.

The icy cold feeling of Azik's copper whistle suddenly faded away, and the sound of quarreling was heard in the room.

"Idiot, ask who let him come here."

"Shut up and let me speak first!"

As Lewis's voice fell, three different voices were heard in the room, and those voices mixed together like the whispers of a devil.

Fortunately, Lewis had experienced many bouts of mumbling before, so he could barely endure their quarrel.

After more than ten seconds, the quarrel stopped abruptly, and a deep voice came from the stone gate:

"Little thing, you dare to come here knowing my title, it seems like you are prepared?"

Lewis knew that it was Medici who spoke, and he relaxed a little.

At the same time, he also understood that he would never encounter any danger that was difficult to resolve today. The moment he arrived here, he knew that several great beings had cast their gazes here.

For example, the goddess of night, and that other one; of course, there might also be a secret existence that he didn't know about, the one who just glanced at him through the gray fog and dreams and made him give up the desire to live.

"I do have some preparations! I have met Amon before and learned a lot from him." Lewis smiled and asked, "Do you want me to wear a monocle for you to see? Although I am more accustomed to wearing the right eye, the left eye is also possible..."

As Lewis's voice fell, the place suddenly became quiet, so quiet that only Lewis's calm breathing could be heard.

They are really afraid of Amon. If it was Amon who came today, these three evil spirits would probably scream, and the ghosts would scream too... Lewis spread his hands and added: "Don't mind, I'm just joking. Amon and I were once enemies, and He took away my sister's fate."

Lewis still didn't take out the monocle from his pocket, after all, he didn't prepare that kind of thing in advance.

A man's laughter suddenly came from the room:

"Little thing, you have a talent for being a provocateur. Do you want to take the Hunter Path? I have an item that can help you become a high-sequence one."

He was luring me into the room!
Lewis immediately determined the Red Angel's purpose. He stood up straight without making a sound and said in a deep voice:
“I know you have a blasphemous card representing the Red Priest in your hand, but I’m sorry, I’m the Path of Destiny, and that card has limited effect on me.

The room's remaining extraordinary qualities may be more appealing to me than these."

The room was silent for a few seconds again. The evil spirit representing the Red Angel seemed a little impatient and spoke again:
“You’re really boring after all the preparations just to see me.

Since you know my current condition, then just tell me your purpose directly. Was it Amon who asked you to come, or was it Adam?

Since you know them, you must know my real name, the former angel of war..."

"Of course, I know your real name..." Lewis almost blurted out the word "Medici", but fortunately he realized that it was a trap and shut up in time.

After sorting out his own state again, Lewis became much more nervous, and his voice became much more gloomy:
"No! It's not Amon or Adam, it's fate.

Fate has led me here, and fate has led me to rescue you."

He knew that Medici would leave this place, and one day in the future, the evil spirit would leave from behind this door with the help of external forces.

Of course, if Medici really escaped from here, his image would become even more mysterious; if he didn't escape, it would be even better, after all, he didn't want to be pursued by a powerful evil spirit comparable to an angel.

"You want to save me?" The voice in the room did not show any shock, but was much lower, asking: "How? Your life level is too low, and you can't destroy the curse left by the Blood Emperor at all."

Save you? Don't think too much...

Lewis remained calm and continued to deceive:
"Perhaps my current destiny level is not high enough, but destiny has led me here, which means that I will be able to help you one day."

“Haha… fate?
Little thing, actually I don’t need your rescue.

I know why you came here.

Since you are so sincere, I will give you something, which will definitely help you become a strong man soon. "

As the evil spirit laughed, a silver object and a tarot card with Roselle's image printed on it squeezed out from the gap in the stone door.

The silver object radiated spiritual light and had strange and mysterious patterns on its surface.

“Thank you for your generosity, I will help you get out of here as soon as possible.” Lewis deliberately put on thin gloves.

He carefully placed the tarot card with extraordinary characteristics and the red sacrifice in a lead box to prevent it from being contaminated by evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)