Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 462 Countdown to Roselle's Resurrection

Upon hearing this, Rowling glanced at Rosell, then laughed and said, "Why don't you put it more bluntly, like, 'When will I be resurrected and become the Black Emperor again?'"

"Boss, you noticed!" Rosell smiled slightly, a little embarrassed, but it was clearly just politeness, because the next second Rosell said, "So when exactly can I be resurrected, boss? You've been researching the god-like monster S'ea for so long, have you figured out anything yet?"

“Of course, I didn’t mean to rush you, boss. I’m just curious about your progress.” Russell clearly possessed the qualities of a well-rounded adult. “If there are any experiments that require my cooperation, I will definitely cooperate actively.”

Upon hearing this, Rowling remained silent, merely looking at Him with a half-smile, which ultimately led Rosell to give an awkward smile.

"Okay, okay, I admit I've been a bit anxious lately. After all, you've even overthrown Rune, and six of the Seven Gods have boarded your pirate ship... cough, they're all allies of you. Medici is about to become a god after the war ends, and I'm really anxious!" Rosell shrugged, this time speaking much more sincerely.

Roselle's words were indeed His true thoughts. After all, as one of the only Sequence 0s in the Rolin camp, even though His strength had not been restored, He still had a lot of prestige.

However, Rowling's speed in recruiting people was like a rocket, pulling in a Sequence 0 character to his ship in no time. He was also willing to invest in his own people. Not only did Medici become the Angel King again, but Rowling even created a smaller version of the City of Calamity for him. Although Azik did not have the Source Essence, he also incorporated the uniqueness of the Grim Reaper and became the Angel King.

Rosell saw this and was anxious—after all, anything becomes worthless when there's too much of it. Lucifer already disliked Him in various ways, and if His strength was still inferior to others, how could He survive in the future?

Even if Russell had to work for someone else, he didn't want to become a marginal figure.

Rowling could naturally see what Russell was anxious about, so he smiled and said, "Since you're in such a hurry to recover, I happen to have a few experiments that require your cooperation."

Rolin had been studying the god Nie Si'a for so long, and he wasn't really slacking off. In fact, Rolin had already made some research results, but he had just been too busy lately to conduct test experiments on mice.

Now that Russell, this guinea pig, has actually delivered himself to our doorstep, Rolin naturally won't be polite to him.

"Ahem, uh..." Seeing Rolin's familiar smile, some of Roselle's dead memories suddenly resurfaced at this moment, causing his body to stiffen for a few seconds, and his smile to falter. He couldn't help but whisper, "Is it too late for me to back out now?"

"What do you think?" Rowling asked Him with a smile.

Roselle's smile immediately turned awkward. He gave a dry laugh and asked in a dreary tone, "You won't die, will you?"

"No, I can guarantee that. Although I'm not sure if it will cause you pain, it definitely won't kill you. Well, it won't make you completely insane either, at most half-insane, and I can bring you back from that," Roland assured him, like a quack doctor practicing medicine without a license.

“That makes me even more panicked…” Rosell couldn’t help but complain. He then took a deep breath and, without really backing down, said directly, “I still have some experimental projects to finish. Give me two days, and you can do whatever you want with them after that.”

Roland naturally agreed and nodded.

……

Two days later, after Russell followed Rollin to the unfamiliar alternate dimension, He couldn't help but ask a question from His soul: "Why did we come to this place? It's so ominous."

That's right, the alternate dimension they arrived in was the same one where Mr. Men was once imprisoned.

“At least here we can guarantee that even if something goes wrong during the experiment, you won’t harm the real world.” Roland glanced at Rosell and explained, then looked at Bethel and said, “Thank you for your help, Bethel. I’ll leave the sealing of the space to you later.” “It’s nothing.” Bethel shook his head, his gaze falling on Rosell, equally curious about the results of the upcoming experiment.

After all, Bethel was also troubled by the pollution in his body. Although thanks to Rolin's surgery, his daily life was no longer affected by the pollution and he could live a normal life, the inability to continue advancing was still a problem.

The end of the world is coming, and a mysterious lord must be born in this world.

"...To be honest, I'm a little nervous," Rosell finally couldn't help but say after Bethel closed the entrance to the alternate dimension.

He was genuinely a little nervous, or rather, anyone who has undergone the Rolin procedure would be nervous before undergoing it again.

"Shall I play some music for you?" Roland glanced at him, then actually pulled out a speaker—a historical projection version—and started playing a cheerful piece of music.

Congratulations on your fortune!

Upon hearing the familiar song, Russell's DNA almost immediately activated, and all sorts of emojis flashed through his mind, greatly easing his tension.

"Let's begin!" Rowling smiled, his smile gentle and somewhat enthusiastic, but to Russell it was undoubtedly a devilish smile.

What happened after that time became unclear to Roselle.

He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be caught in some kind of nightmare, and then he would wake up repeatedly from the nightmare, only to fall back into the nightmare again, as if he were in some terrible cycle.

When Roselle finally regained consciousness, she didn't know how much time had passed.

"...Is it over?" Rosell asked, sitting up from the hospital bed in a daze. His gaze fell on Rolin, but he instinctively looked away for some reason.

Russell felt his fingertips trembling, a great fear enveloping him, making him somewhat afraid to face Rolin at this moment.

So what exactly did I just go through?

Rosell was a little afraid to think about it, fearing it might leave a lifelong psychological scar. So Rosell tried his best to calm himself down and suppress that inexplicable fear.

A few minutes later, this transmigrator, who had the air of a powerful overlord, looked at Luo Lin again, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hand, saying, "I'm doomed, boss, I think I've developed Lucifer phobia."

While reviewing the surgery and considering how to improve it, Rolin glanced at Russell upon hearing this. He seemed to think for a second, then pulled out a roll of bandages from somewhere and handed it to Russell, saying very seriously, "Then cover your eyes. You won't be scared if you're blindfolded."

Rosell: ...

What a simple and unpretentious method.

(End of this chapter)