From the perspective of the plot, this point in time was not particularly late. But looking across the entire history of the Lord of Mysteries, it was already the final era. At the very least, the Beyonders of Gou San Jia had basically all been wiped out.
Luo Lin carefully recalled the original novel. At this stage, aside from a traitor from the Abraham Family who had joined the Aurora Order, the only High Sequence member of the Door Pathway was probably Mr. Door, who was imprisoned somewhere in a Pocket Dimension.
Charatu and Antigonus of the Seer Pathway were imprisoned together in Mist Town. Other than them, there were no High Sequence Seers to be found.
Theft pathway Beyonders had been ravaged seven ways from Sunday by Amon. Only a few lone survivors, including Pallez, were still hanging on.
"Am I supposed to deceive a lonely old man's feelings?" Luo Lin pinched his chin and pondered for a few seconds before suddenly saying, "That doesn't seem impossible?"
"As they say, send me 50, and tomorrow I'll make you the Lord of Mysteries. The Lord of Mysteries part is a joke, of course, but if the old man is willing to invest a Time Worm in me, then once my Sequence is high enough, I'll definitely take him to fight Amon." Luo Lin considered it inwardly and felt that the plan was actually somewhat feasible.
Even if he truly could not swindle a Time Worm from old man Pallez, once he raised their affinity high enough, he could still summon the latter's Shadow of Time.
"Also, items related to Source Castle should probably count as High Sequence entities from Gou San Jia. I don't know whether Klein's paper angel can be used, but even if it can, waiting for the paper angel to come online would take far too long..." As Luo Lin considered this inwardly, his movements suddenly halted, and he turned to look beside him.
A figure had appeared there at some point. He was a man with black hair and black eyes, dressed in a postman's uniform, with a crystal monocle hanging over his face.
The instant he saw the other party, Luo Lin confirmed his identity—Amon.
Luo Lin: ...
Was this some kind of hellish opening?
Couldn't he at least be given some time to level up?
Even as he complained inwardly, Luo Lin sensed that something seemed to be trying to parasitize his soul and interfere with his thoughts.
Luo Lin blinked. Before he even had time to panic, he sensed that the Time Worm invading his soul had gone silent almost instantly. Then it fell into the soul prison Yog had lovingly crafted for Naya. In less than the time it took to blink, the Time Worm had been devoured by Naya's power and vanished completely.
For a moment, Luo Lin even found it a little regrettable. A ready-made Time Worm material had just disappeared like that.
At the same time, Luo Lin finally found the relevant memories in a corner of the original owner's fragmented recollections and understood why Amon was here—
The identity Luo Lin currently occupied was named "Luo Lin Soroast," with the alias "Luo Lin Yaso." He was a direct descendant of the Soroast Family, even the great-great-great... great-grandson of that Pallez Soroast.
Due to Amon's persecution, "Luo Lin Soroast" had lost his parents as a child and been raised by a butler. To avoid Amon, he had lived under a false name and had to move every few years.
Although he knew of the existence of Beyonders, "Luo Lin Soroast" had never made up his mind to become one. After his butler passed away from old age, he had decided to live a proper life as an ordinary person—only to unfortunately encounter Amon.
Of course, the original owner did not have many memories of being Amoned. "Luo Lin Soroast's" clear memories ended abruptly after he saw a raven with white circles around its eyes yesterday morning. The memories afterward were almost entirely vague, painful fragments, filled with fear and unwillingness toward death. That was why Luo Lin had not immediately realized the original owner had been Amoned.
Although he had seen similar descriptions in novels, matching those words to something real at first glance was clearly not so easy. At least, when Luo Lin first examined the memories, he had not noticed this detail. He had even wondered how the original owner had suddenly died so young and suspected sudden death.
Now the case was solved. The original owner had probably been eaten clean by Amon, his spirit body included, and completely devoured until he had taken on Amon's shape. Luo Lin had not transmigrated into "Luo Lin Soroast" at all. He had transmigrated into an Amon's Avatar and replaced it.
This Amon's Avatar had likely sensed that another one of his avatars had encountered a problem, which was why he had come to investigate.
Luo Lin: ...
So that was why there was a monocle on my face. I thought the original owner just had a habit of wearing glasses. Damn it!
Amon naturally sensed that the Time Worm he had sent out had lost contact with him the instant it entered the spirit body of the little fellow before him.
This made Amon raise an eyebrow. He looked at Luo Lin with great interest. Seeing Luo Lin look back at him, the man raised a hand to pinch his monocle and said with a smile:
"Hello, little friend from the Soroast Family. Can you tell me how you did that? This is the first time I've seen someone who became me and still managed to regain his own consciousness."
"Your spirit body had clearly already dissipated." As Amon said this, his expression even carried genuine confusion and curiosity.
"Sorry, my dad told me not to talk to strangers." Luo Lin's mouth answered faster than his brain. The next second, he reached into the air and pulled, and a figure appeared out of nowhere.
When the Time Worm had been devoured just now, Luo Lin had not truly been standing there in a daze. He had been using Amon as a medium to summon a Shadow of Time related to him.
Amon continued watching the scene with great interest, but once the figure fully solidified, he was unusually stunned.
It was an existence he knew all too well. The figure had jet-black hair and golden eyes, with a silvery-white cross hanging before his chest. He was the father from Amon's memories—the Ancient Sun God.
But how was that possible? Even if this little fellow before him truly was a Scholar of Yore, how could anyone in this world pull forth a historical projection of his father?
For once, Amon doubted the knowledge he had always trusted regarding historical projections. Then something even more shocking happened. The projection of the Ancient Sun God before him opened his eyes and looked at the two of them with some confusion. His gaze first fell on Amon, and he said uncertainly, "Amon?"
Clearly, unlike ordinary historical projections, which possessed no intelligence, the projection of the Ancient Sun God before them truly had self-awareness.
"...Interesting." Amon pushed up his monocle, concealing the turbulent waves in his eyes. He had merely discovered that the Soroast Family descendant he had eaten seemed to have undergone some changes and had come to check on him. He had never expected such an enormous surprise.
While Amon was shocked, Luo Lin had already begun speaking at an extremely rapid pace:
"Here's the situation, Mr. Sun God. I'll keep it short. My name is Luo Lin. This is the future, thousands of years later. I'm currently being enthusiastically hunted down by your son, Amon. I hope to receive your help. Otherwise, we'll perish together with this world. You should be able to tell that I can do it."
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