I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 485, page 2.1-14: The Crown: The Treasure of a Lost Dynasty
With his icy blue eyes fixed on the scene in the distance, the boy frowned and said to the man behind him, "You did this on purpose."

His short, white hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and his delicate, handsome face carried a hint of seriousness and wariness. Dao Lin pursed his thin lips, looking at the man who looked almost exactly like him.

That day, he deliberately tried to avoid Lin Ya, but was stopped by the temple's attendants and was eventually forced to go to the temple to meet the guy he least wanted to see.

Perhaps because the grudge was against him ten thousand years in the future, the current Lanlos harbored no ill will towards him.

Not only that, Lanlos even offered to help them, which made Daolin suspicious of what Lanlos really wanted to do. He didn't believe at all that Lanlos wanted to help them out of kindness; there must be some kind of conspiracy involved.

But in the end, Daolin still chose to agree, since he had no reason to refuse.

Lanlos, who possesses the ability to see the future, is the most terrifying enemy. Moreover, it's better to keep such a guy by your side so you can better observe his intentions.

In this instance, Lanlos possesses the power to rival the royal authority; only a madman would confront this guy head-on. Moreover, if Lanlos wanted to deal with him, he could easily kill him; there's no need for this unnecessary effort. Therefore, Daolin deduces that he must have some other, deeper purpose.

Lanlos raised an eyebrow, looking at him with a half-smile, and slowly said,

"Because his unmarried mother suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to him, he had a pair of dark red eyes like blood. At first, everyone just thought they were just red eyes, and at most they discriminated against and hated him."

When he was six years old, his only friend was injured. The smell of blood turned his eyes into vertical pupils, and when he realized what had happened, he hurt the child. Rumors spread that he was the son of a demon, and everyone said he would bring disaster and had to be burned at the stake.

Only his mother still loved and protected him. In the end, he was hidden away, and only his mother was burned to death. From then on, he chose to blindfold himself, believing that his eyes were cursed and would bring misfortune to those who saw them.

His bloodline is incomplete; a crucial link in his genetic chain is missing. Before it is completed, if he drinks the blood of another race, his genes will mutate, turning him into a mindless monster who only knows how to kill.

Only Samuro, known as 'God's perfect creation,' could replace the missing link in Lin Ya's genes.

"It was inevitable that Lin Ya would have an accident on this day. Mu Yegui will encounter Lin Ya when he walks eastward, and by offering her blood, Lin Ya will become her person."

If she went in any direction other than east, Lin Ya would lose control and attack the people out of thirst for blood, ultimately being killed by Isa. "I'm saving Lin Ya, and don't you think it's interesting that one wrong step could mean certain death?"

"So you deliberately appeared at this time to tell Laqi and the other three to hide in the east. Mu Yegui would definitely go to find them, so she could meet Lin Ya face to face without anyone else." Dao Lin took a step back, his expression full of vigilance and coldness.

“After all, Isaac is too much of a nuisance at other times, and don’t you think the timing is perfect?” Lanlos chuckled, his face, which resembled Daolin’s, wearing a faint smile. He seemed gentle but was actually aloof and indifferent, not caring about anyone’s life or death.

Lanlos took a few steps forward, then turned to face Dao Lin, spreading his arms wide, his expression unrestrained and crazed. His icy blue eyes held only eternal, unyielding coldness, chilling to the bone.

"You are now witnessing the birth of a new race, the living dead who possess immense power and survive on blood. Let's call this race the Vampires for now," he explained happily to Daolin, as if it were a perfect creation of his own. "How do you know so much? Even with prophetic abilities, you shouldn't... Could it be..." Daolin's expression changed, and he said coldly, "You orchestrated this situation!"

Lanlos tilted his head, his icy blue eyes quietly watching Dao Lin as if looking at a sulking child. He casually said, "Just an insignificant experimental subject. Of course, I also think it's a pity that such a talented person died. He should have had a better purpose."

To speak so casually about exploiting others, without even a hint of remorse, is simply a harmless joke to him.

He took a few steps forward and slowly approached Dao Lin, placing his hands behind his back and bending slightly to get close to his ear. His long white hair cascaded down and draped over Dao Lin's shoulders as he moved.

Lanlos's thin lips curved slightly, a mocking smile playing on his lips, as he spoke softly, almost suggestively, "Daolin, the future me might be determined to kill you. But I think there's a better way for us to get along. After all, you depend on the life of the future me for survival. So why can't we get along amicably? When the future me dies, your life will also come to an end. Rather than killing each other, why don't we coexist and live together?"

Dao Lin frowned, pushed Lan Luosi away, took a few steps back, and said defensively, "I think you should say this to your future self, not to me. After all, you've been the one attacking me all along, and I'm just protecting myself."

Lanlos raised an eyebrow and said innocently, "That's a pity. It seems you're unwilling. But it's better if you don't try to regain your lost memories. The old you might have been even more excessive and indifferent than me. Isn't it better to be like a blank sheet of paper as you are now?"

He can help apply the colors he wants little by little, and Dao Lin will create a work that is even better than Lin Ya's.

"Want to make a bet?" Lanlos chuckled as he looked at Dao Lin, his icy blue eyes reflecting the boy's face, which was almost identical to his own but slightly immature. He spoke with an ambiguous tone.

"I don't want to bet with you. Don't you think it's a bit much for someone like you, who has the ability to know the future, to bet with an ordinary person like me who has nothing?" Dao Lin glanced at Lan Luosi and refused.

"Is that so? Then let me tell you what your future holds. The bet is whether you can escape the future I'm talking about." Lanlos stared intently at Daolin, his face devoid of any smile, his expression serious yet enigmatic.

"Daolin, you will become me."

So, take this opportunity to defy fate and show it how you use your wisdom to struggle desperately under a predetermined destiny, only to be forced to submit in the end.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud whenever he saw it; it was just too funny.

This chapter contains a lot of information.

Laziness truly lives up to its name; it remains just as terrifying ten thousand years ago as it is ten thousand years from now.

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