Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 393 The Ceremony of Loyalty of the Angel of War

“You’ve become Little Red. You can now call yourself a tool so casually. Tsk tsk, you’re finished. If this continues, you’ll become like Sasriel one day!” Rolin shook his head dramatically. As he spoke, the aura of death spread, equally bringing peace to every being in this area except Medici.

Don't forget that today's Rolin is the real Grim Reaper! Although he could indeed continue to mobilize the power of the Nyarlathotep fragments and use his rank to suppress the Red Priest's uniqueness, then all that effort would have been for nothing!
From this perspective, Rowling quite liked the Red Priest's tenacious uniqueness, which gave him the opportunity to experiment with new toys.

Medici rolled his eyes in annoyance, too lazy to argue that his workload wasn't necessarily much lower than Sasriel's.

Medici simply lifted his foot and walked towards the "Salinger Blood Banner." After Rolin used the power of the Grim Reaper, the revived legions undoubtedly fell into rest, and naturally could no longer stop him.

Rowling followed Medici with a smile, and the two successfully arrived near the "Salinger Blood Flag".

At this moment, although the "Salinger Blood Flag" was in a weakened state, it was clearly in a state of extreme stress and was about to attack again when faced with the two approaching people.

At that moment, Medici reached out and touched his forehead. The bright red banner seemed to resonate with the "Salinger Blood Banner" for a moment, but the resonance disappeared the next second, replaced by a doubled repulsion.

The Salinger Blood Flag does not recognize Medici!
It's hard to say what Medici was feeling at that moment, but judging from his icy expression, it probably wasn't good.

"Poor little red." Rolin's voice rang out at this moment. He put one hand on Medici's shoulder, helping Medici, who had almost stumbled backward from the impact of the rejection, to steady himself. With his other hand, he gently grasped the flagpole of the "Salinger Blood Flag".

In an instant, a power powerful enough to corrupt angels nearly invaded Rolin's body, while the power of the River of Eternal Darkness attempted to erode his soul, bringing him eternal rest and plunging his mind into slumber.

"Pfft!" At this moment, Rolin couldn't help but laugh. Then, the power of chaos followed the invading forces and counterattacked back. The "Salinger Blood Banner," which had been growing brighter just now, became dim and lifeless.

"Hmm, is this the power of the River of Eternal Darkness? That's awesome!" Rolin said jokingly. As his words fell, the "Salinger Blood Banner" trembled violently. The banner, which was originally mixed with the aura of the River of Eternal Darkness, lost the aura of death and slumber at an almost visible speed and became pure again.

Rumble!
The entire city trembled at that moment, as if the foundation that held them together had been irreversibly shaken, or perhaps it was simply due to the influence of the "Salinger Blood Flag." The underground mausoleum also began to crumble, but the area where Rolin and Medici were located remained quiet.

This silence is not due to anything else, but simply the result of being forcibly imprisoned by the forces of chaos.

Finally, the aura of the "Salinger Blood Banner," which was originally in a mixed state, completely faded away, losing its part belonging to the River of Eternal Darkness. At this moment, Rolin exerted his strength and pulled the banner out.

The flag, which would have displayed power in anyone's hands, was quiet in Rowling's hands, as if it were just an ordinary flag. Rowling examined the flag with a critical eye for a few moments before handing it to Medici beside him.

Luo Lin smiled and said, "Although you are not its ideal love, it doesn't matter. Forced marriages are never sweet, but they can quench thirst. I agree to this marriage."

Medici looked up at him, his ruby-like eyes seemingly lost in thought. He suddenly chuckled and then took the flag from Rolin's hand.

The flag that had just been rejecting Medici was now obedient and quiet. Medici glanced at the flag, then looked at Rolin and said in a rare tone without sarcasm, "Is Your Majesty bestowing a marriage upon us?" Rolin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled generously and said, "That is exactly what I intended!"

After a pause, Luo Lin couldn't help but say, "So, Hong Qing, considering how much I love you, could you please perform that, you know, that?"

Medici glanced at Rowling and asked, "Which one?"

“Of course it’s that one!” Roland looked at Medici with dissatisfaction and said, “Don’t tell me you know the title ‘His Majesty’ but don’t know what I’m referring to. You must have secretly communicated with Bethel.”

"Ha! Is that all you've got?" Medici sneered, seemingly speechless.

But the next second, the Angel of War casually planted the flag beside him, knelt on one knee, placed one hand on his chest, lowered his usually held-up head, and spoke with a rare seriousness:
"I am loyal to you, I follow you, I belong to you, Your Majesty!"

"I will fight for you until you go mad and try to destroy the world or until I die."

Medici finally looked up at Rolin, a slightly provocative smile on his face, and said, "Satisfied?"

"Hiss, I'm satisfied, I'm so satisfied." Luo Lin nodded repeatedly, even a little excited at this moment, it was clear that he had been looking forward to this scene for a long time.

"Tch, what a wimp!" Medici scoffed, then said irritably, "So can I stand up now? This ground is really uncomfortable."

"Rise, my dear minister!" Rolin quickly helped Medici up, and then stuffed the Red Priestess, Uniqueness, into his arms as well, before looking around.

Because the "Salinger Blood Banner" was altered and taken away, this place is obviously no longer sustainable. Apart from the area where Rolin is located, which remains unchanged due to his power, only the place where Herabogen stands is unchanged. The other places are not in good condition.

"Huh, isn't there a one-click restore function?" Rolin pondered for a second, then pulled Medici down the mountain of corpses and came to the sight of Heraborgen with his eyes closed.

"Is it over?" Helabogen clearly sensed their arrival and immediately opened his eyes.

“Yes, but this place seems to be in ruins. You might need to fix it later,” Roland nodded and said.

“It’s alright, it’s nothing serious.” Herabogen shook his head, clearly not caring about the matter. He simply looked at the banner in Medici’s hand. The uniqueness of the Red Priest, which had been corrupted by the River of Eternal Darkness, had now clearly returned to its purity. Even though he had expected this, Herabogen couldn’t help but sigh when he actually saw this scene.

This is the power of Lucifer, this is the power of the Old Ones.

(End of this chapter)