Give Me 50, I'll Take You to Fight Amon Tomorrow

The current point in time isn't late from a plot perspective, but looking at the entirety of the history of The Lord of the Mysteries, it's already the late stage. At the very least, the Beyonders from the "Gou San Jia" (the three families who are good at surviving) have basically all been messed with.

Luo Lin carefully recalled the original work. He knew that at this stage, besides a certain traitor who abandoned the Abraham family and joined the Aurora Order, the only high-sequence Beyonder of the Door pathway might be Mr. Door, who was currently imprisoned in some alternate dimension.

The Seer pathway's little Charatu and Antigonus were currently imprisoned together in Fog Town. Apart from them, there were no other high-sequence Seers to be found.

The Thief pathway had been thoroughly messed with by Amon, with only a few survivors, including Pallez, still holding on.

"Am I going to deceive an old man's feelings?" Luo Lin pondered for a few seconds, stroking his chin, and suddenly said, "Actually, it's not impossible?"

"As the saying goes, 'V me 50, and tomorrow I'll crown you Lord of the Mysteries.' Although being the Lord of the Mysteries is a joke, if the old grandfather is willing to invest a Time Worm in me, once my Sequence is high enough, I'll definitely take him to fight Amon." Luo Lin mused in his heart, feeling that this plan was somewhat reliable.

Even if he couldn't trick the Time Worm out of Grandpa Pallez, once he raised his favorability, he could still summon the other's Shadow of Time.

"Furthermore, items related to Source Castle should also be considered within the scope of the Gou San Jia's high-sequence items. I don't know if Klein's paper-cut angels can be used, but even if they can, it will be too long before the paper-cut angels are online..." Luo Lin thought to himself when he suddenly paused and turned his head to the side.

A figure had appeared there at some point. It was a man with black hair, black eyes, wearing a postman's uniform, and a monocle made of crystal on his face.

Almost the instant he saw the man, Luo Lin confirmed his identity—Amon.

Luo Lin: ...

Is this some kind of hellish start?

Can't you give me a little time to develop!

While complaining in his heart, Luo Lin felt something trying to parasitize his soul and interfere with his thoughts.

In response, Luo Lin blinked. Before he could panic, he sensed that the Time Worm invading his soul had instantly fallen silent. It then fell into the soul prison meticulously crafted by Yog-Sothoth for Nyarlathotep. In the blink of an eye, this Time Worm was devoured by Nyarlathotep's power and vanished completely.

For a moment, Luo Lin even felt a bit regretful that the readily available Time Worm material was gone.

At the same time, Luo Lin finally found relevant memories from the corners of the original host's fragmented memories, understanding why Amon was here—

The identity Luo Lin was currently using was "Luo Lin Soroast," alias "Luo Lin Yaso." He was a direct descendant of the Soroast family, and even the great-great-great... grandson of Pallez Soroast.

Due to Amon's persecution, "Luo Lin Soroast" lost his parents at a young age and was raised by a butler. To avoid Amon, he had been living incognito, moving every few years.

Although he knew about the existence of Beyonders, "Luo Lin Soroast" had never made up his mind to become one. After the butler passed away of old age, he decided to live a good life as an ordinary person, and then unfortunately encountered Amon.

Of course, the original host didn't have many memories of being targeted by Amon. "Luo Lin Soroast's" clearest memory ended yesterday morning after he saw a crow with white eye circles. The subsequent memories were almost all vague, painful fragments, filled with the fear and unwillingness of death. This was also why Luo Lin didn't realize the original host had been targeted by Amon immediately.

Although he had seen similar descriptions in novels, it was obviously not easy to match the text with the real thing in reality. At least, Luo Lin hadn't noticed it the first time he checked the memories, and he had wondered why the original host had died so suddenly at such a young age, suspecting it might have been sudden death.

Now the case was solved. The original host had likely been completely consumed by Amon, his spirit body also devoured, and he had become Amon's puppet. Luo Lin hadn't transmigrated into "Luo Lin Soroast" at all; he had transmigrated into an Amon clone and replaced it.

This Amon clone had probably sensed that another of his clones was in trouble, which was why he came to check the situation.

Luo Lin: ...

No wonder there was a monocle on his face! I thought the original host 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 moment it entered the spirit body of the little fellow in front of him.

This made Amon raise his eyebrows and look at Luo Lin with great interest. Seeing the latter look over, the man raised his hand and adjusted his monocle, smiling and saying:

"Hello there, little friend from the Soroast family. Can you tell me how you did it? This is the first time I've seen someone who has become me still able to recover their consciousness."

"You should have had your spirit body dissipate by now," Amon said, his expression showing genuine confusion and curiosity.

"Sorry, my dad told me not to talk to strangers," Luo Lin replied, his mouth moving faster than his brain. The next second, he reached out and pulled from the air, and a figure appeared out of nowhere.

When the Time Worm was being devoured just now, Luo Lin wasn't actually spacing out. He was using Amon as a medium to summon the Shadow of Time related to him.

Amon continued to watch this scene with great interest. After the figure fully materialized, he was uncharacteristically stunned.

It was an existence he was all too familiar with. The figure had black hair and golden eyes, with a silver-white cross hanging on his chest. It was the Ancient Sun God, Amon's father, in Amon's memory.

But how was this possible? Even if the little fellow in front of him was truly an ancient scholar, how could anyone in this world summon the historical projection of his father?

Amon, for the first time, doubted his knowledge of historical projections. What followed was an even more astonishing scene: the projection of the Ancient Sun God in front of him opened its eyes and looked at the two people with confusion. Its gaze first fell on Amon, and it said uncertainly, "Amon?"

Clearly, unlike regular historical projections that lacked sentience, the Ancient Sun God projection before him truly possessed self-awareness.

"...Interesting." Amon pushed his monocle up his nose, concealing the storm raging in his eyes. He had originally just noticed that the descendant of the Soroast family he had devoured seemed to have undergone some changes and came to check the situation, but he hadn't expected to receive such a huge surprise.

However, while Amon was shocked, Luo Lin had already spoken at an extremely fast pace:

"It's like this, Mr. Sun God. To make a long story short, my name is Luo Lin, this is the future thousands of years from now, and I am currently being relentlessly pursued 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."