Cyril smiled and held out the Ghost Portrait Frame a little farther.
"What do you think? It's a nice gift, isn't it?"
"It contains a Gatekeeper Beyonder Characteristic, which means it might be able to carry your evil spirit bodies."
"That's a lot easier than waiting for a Gatekeeper to show up at your door. You only need to find an ordinary person who wanders in by accident, and you can leave these underground ruins right away."
The two mouths on Medici's cheeks spoke in turn.
"I smell a conspiracy."
"Amon is just as annoying as Adam!"
"Why don't we kill him? He isn't even a Demigod now. We'd only need to give him a little push..."
"Agreed."
Cyril paid no attention to the two mouths. Medici was the one in charge of the three of them, after all.
Seeing Medici remain silent, he raised an eyebrow.
"Are you afraid Amon will come looking for you, so you don't dare accept this gift?"
"Heh... This is interesting." Medici leaned back in his chair with lazy ease and said in a languid voice, "I'm not only the most famous Provoker, but also the most powerful Conspirer for a long stretch of time since the Third Epoch!"
"So why not be frank with me? Then I might consider whether to accept your offer. After all, everyone's time is precious."
Cyril raised an eyebrow and retorted, "You mean the time you spend sitting in a chair every day, staring blankly and going mad?"
Medici shook his head slightly. "No. I mean the time I can remain clearheaded and rational as an evil spirit."
As he spoke, fissures suddenly split across his body, spewing blazing flames, blood-red lightning, frost,
and mist—things that brimmed with destruction and devastation.
Under his influence, the entire underground ruin