Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 416 The Disaster City Cut Apart
"You severed my connection with my original body..." The body of the City of Calamity's will swayed precariously at this moment. It could no longer stand and had to kneel on the ground. It could only raise its head to look at Rolin, its eyes filled with disbelief.

Of course, the source matter can be cut and torn apart; the Mother Nest was once torn apart by the First Creator. However, in the understanding of the will of the City of Calamity, it is by no means something that can be done so easily.

"Cheer up, little disaster. When it comes to giving your clones autonomy, no one in all the realms is better at it than me. Even my original self struggled with this for quite some time back then!" Roland said with a smile. If you were to ask what Naya's greatest characteristic was, it would undoubtedly be that he possessed the ability to create countless avatars.

Unfortunately, after regaining his memories, Rolin, the little Nyarlathotep, also mastered some techniques to ensure that he would forget them.

For example, how to make a clone completely independent, becoming a different individual from the original.

Of course, this move is a bit difficult for Rolin now, and he won't use it easily, but who can blame him when the will of the City of Calamity has angered him!

Roland walked up to the will of the City of Calamity, and the Nyarlathotep's avatar firmly suppressed it to the ground. If it were the complete City of Calamity, Roland wouldn't have been able to do this, as he hadn't fully recovered. But what was in front of him was just a fragment of the City of Calamity's will that he had cut off.

Lorin raised his hand and placed it on the forehead of the City of Calamity's will. A mark like a twisted bubble appeared on His forehead at that moment, like a shackle. The next second, the body of the City of Calamity's will changed, shrinking rapidly until it turned into a cat that looked no bigger than a palm.

"Not bad!" Roland looked at the cat in front of him with satisfaction. It was all black except for its limbs, which were a strange red. He then picked it up and gave it a couple of rubs.

Well, it feels good.

Thinking this, Luo Lin couldn't resist giving it a couple more squeezes.

"What did you do to me?" The eyes of the City of Calamity's will were filled with disbelief. It clearly wanted to struggle, but now that it had become a cat, it had no chance of struggling in Rolin's hands.

"I only slightly sealed your power. To be honest, it took a bit of effort, but fortunately, the bubble left behind a lot of power." Roland explained simply, then smiled and said:
"Instead of asking what I've done to you, you should be asking what I want to do to you next."

After a few seconds of silence, the will of the City of Calamity stopped struggling and said viciously, "...If you have the guts, kill me."

"How could I kill you? You're a gift I carefully prepared! A gift shouldn't be destroyed before it reaches its intended recipient." Roland reached out and ruffled the cat's hair again before smiling and saying:
"Do you remember what I said before? What you gave Medici was more like a curse than a blessing."

Upon hearing these words, the will of the city of calamity felt a sense of foreboding rising within him.

Rowling continued, "So I've decided to teach you what true grace really is."

The will of the City of Calamity understood; the being before them indeed intended to bestow Him upon the former angel of war.

This made the expression of the City of Calamity's will turn ugly. A violent will surged within it, and it coldly said:

"He doesn't deserve it!"

For the city of calamity, a symbol of conquest and disaster, submission to the weak is more painful than death.

Hearing this, Roland raised an eyebrow, not angry at all, and slowly said, "You know what? The last person to say that was the Red Priest's uniqueness, but now it's Medici's uniqueness."

The expression on the face of the City of Calamity's leader froze. Roland, however, smiled and continued:
"Whether you're worthy or not isn't up to you to decide, it's up to me! Hmm, even by your own principles, it's the law of the jungle, isn't it? So it's only natural that you submit to me and let me do as I please, isn't it?"

The City of Calamity remained silent, whether out of tacit agreement or simply because it was too lazy to refute.

The next second, Roland's expression turned cold, and he said, "I was just about to say that you, so chaotic and wretched, have been cursed by both the Creator and God. You don't even deserve to be associated with Little Red!"

At this moment, the will of the City of Calamity felt a sense of fear. It realized that the being before it was serious, that it truly despised the City of Calamity, and even felt from the bottom of its heart that it was unworthy of the hunter.

This caused even the will of the City of Calamity to feel a rare sense of grievance, thinking that it, as a dignified source material, was highly sought after everywhere, yet now it was being disliked.

And... if you despise me, why did you give me to that hunter in the first place?
"Perhaps it's because I'm a pragmatist?" Roland seemed to see what the will of the City of Calamity was thinking. He smiled and continued, "Although it's only a portion of the power of the source matter, you can still play a significant role."

Although Rolin did not want Medici to become a cataclysmic disaster, he did not mind strengthening him within a controllable range; a small amount of source energy would be a good choice.

Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Rowling said, "Now let me see what the Creator's backup plan is..."

……

The situation at the Lime Restaurant is a bit strange.

Not long after Rowling left, Little K and the others obediently began to wait in the restaurant. During this time, Little Amon tried to sneak out several times but was stopped by Little K. Danitz was so nervous that he almost spun around on the spot. He was comforted by Little K with a Gehrman-style reassurance and began to shrink into his chair in a daze, feeling wronged.

This situation would likely continue until Rowling returns or an anomaly occurs, at which point Klein will lead everyone away.

However, an unexpected event did occur at a certain moment, but it was not quite what Xiao Ke had expected—just a few minutes earlier, everyone in the Green Lemon Restaurant except for a few tourists, including the restaurant waiters and the Bansi natives, suddenly stopped working.

Please forgive me for using the word "shutdown" to describe them. I just couldn't find a more suitable word at the moment. These Bansi residents, who were either smiling or busy not long ago, stopped all their activities at a certain moment and stood still like machines that had been shut down.

Xiao Ke even saw a guest pouring wine, then suddenly stop, causing the wine to spill all over the floor.

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that everyone, including himself and the other tourists, could still move freely, Xiao Ke would have really wondered if some kind of special situation like time stopping had occurred.

This unexpected change naturally caused panic among the tourists in the restaurant. After a moment's consideration, Xiao Ke chose not to leave immediately, but instead stepped forward to reassure the tourists.

“Mr. Gehrman, are we really not leaving?” one of the tourists asked, his expression tense and slightly frightened. He glanced at the local residents who were standing still in the restaurant from time to time, clearly in a state of extreme tension.

“It’s not safe outside.” Little Ke said, glancing at the thick fog outside the window. He didn’t know what might happen to the fog in such an anomaly, so he figured it was safer inside the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)