Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 11 "Medici is Dead"

Not only that, through his perception of the keychain, Lawson also knew that the keychain was still in the cooling-off phase. If they wanted to use it again to return to the original era, they either had to wait patiently for the cooling-off phase to end naturally, or they had to do something specific to help the keychain recharge and end the cooling-off phase ahead of time.

Rosen didn't seem to mind, as he was equally interested in the Fourth Age and wouldn't mind staying here a little longer.

Moreover, in a true sense, the Fourth Age without the Sun God, a demigod, is actually safer for Rosen, who still possesses the unique power of the Thief. This also means that Rosen has enough freedom to find the potion ingredients he needs.

Perhaps I could try to advance to Sequence 9 Peter Pan in this era… Rosen couldn’t help but ponder this in his heart.

"How did you do that?" Medici was still shocked when he heard Rosen's answer, even though he had already guessed it.

After all, in the world of Lord of Mysteries, true time travel is almost impossible.

"Although I really want to answer you, the answer is that I don't know either. Perhaps you can consider it as some kind of innate power of mine, which I can use, but I don't really understand." Rosen shook his head, speaking a truth to some extent.

Although he used the keychain to open the portal to the Fourth Age, allowing them to travel to the Fourth Age, Rosen didn't understand how it worked, so it could be said that he was completely ignorant about it.

Medici looked at the divine child, assessing the truthfulness of his words. Suddenly, he realized something, chuckled, and said, "So that's how it is."

Medici hadn't understood why the Lord had forbidden Him from seeing the Sons of God, but now He had a better understanding; perhaps the reason lay with the person before Him.

This son of God is clearly very special.

Rosen glanced at Medici, guessing what the other was thinking. He didn't offer any explanation, but instead looked in a certain direction and said sincerely, "A guest is coming. Do you think they're coming to see you or me?"

"Clearly, both are true."

As Medici spoke, the colors of the space they were in suddenly intensified, and the next second, an angel with long silver hair and wearing a linen robe appeared before them.

With gentle features and a beautiful face, the Archangel of Fate, Urolius, raised his eyes and looked at Medici. His expression was a mixture of confusion, shock, and surprise.

He said, "Medici, you have risen from the dead?"

At the same time, Rosen skillfully used the power of the Thief's Uniqueness to suppress a claw attempting to steal. He smiled and looked at Amon, who was probably not the original but also possessed the second-order level, and said excitedly:

"Amon, are you happy? Your brother's here!"

It's hard to say whether the Red Angel, who was suddenly informed that she was dead, was more inclined to curse, or the Time Angel, whose mood was suppressed by the thief's uniqueness.

Anyway, both the Angel of Fate and Rosen were in a good mood.

"Good, very good, this is truly a surprising future." Medici gritted his teeth. Out of caution, he had only contacted Urelius. At this moment, several suspects popped into his mind, each of whom had a long-standing grudge against him and each of whom was his competitor.

The Red Angel was certainly not so arrogant as to think he would never die; on the contrary, He was well aware of the possibility of failure on His way up.

So even though Medici suddenly realized that her future self was dead, after her initial anger, she quickly calmed down and looked at Urolius, asking, "Who is it?"

Ulorus, being Medici's good partner, only paused for a moment when he heard the seemingly random question before lowering his eyes and replying, "Thudor, Adam and Amon joined forces to help Thudor become the Red Priest."

At this moment, Medici was clearly stunned. His pupils dilated suddenly, revealing that the Red Angel was even more shocked than when he first learned of his death.

Medici glanced subconsciously at Amon, who was struggling under Rosen's grasp, his expression even showing a hint of confusion at that moment.

How could it be Adam and Amon? How could it be two divine children?

Medici was genuinely surprised and bewildered. In His time, the two divine children had just been born. Although He did not have much affection for them, He did feel a certain fondness for them because of the Sun God.

That is why Medici could never have imagined that he would die at the hands of the two divine children.

What exactly happened in the future?

"Wow, Little Red, you're so pitiful!"

Just as Medici was feeling utterly bewildered, he suddenly heard a very exaggerated voice in his ear. He snapped back to reality and saw Rosen looking at him with a serious expression. The other man earnestly suggested, "So let's go beat up Adam and get revenge for you!"

Medici... Medici's thoughts froze for a moment, then he realized that he was tempted by Rosen's simple and straightforward proposal.

"...You make it sound so simple." But while Medici was tempted, he also knew that this suggestion was not very reliable. The main reason was that they were not clear about the situation of this era. It was not so easy to rashly beat up someone who was at least the King of Angels.

"But just tell me, are you tempted or not?" Rosen shrugged and said with a grin.

He had great respect for the sun god, but as for Adam, Rosen could only say that Adam deserved to be beaten.

"If you want to beat up Adam, perhaps I can offer some help?"

Just then, Amon, who had been suppressed by Rosen, suddenly spoke up. His expression was even somewhat excited at this moment, showing that he really wanted to see his brother make a scene.

"How heartless, Amon! That's your brother!" Rosen looked at Amon and asked in a seemingly exaggerated but actually probing tone.

"Isn't that your brother too?" Amon glanced at him and said with a smile, "Rosen."

Rosen blinked, then suddenly smiled, reaching out to ruffle Amon's hair, but with a bit too much force, like he was ruffling a silly roe deer.

Rosen said with a pleased tone, "It's kind of you to still remember your older brother!"

"That would be hard to forget," Amon replied, his expression unreadable. He even continued earnestly, "If you want to cause trouble for the main body, I can guide you."

"Is it really okay to betray your true self so easily?" Rosen asked curiously. He had always felt that Amon was a very mysterious group. They usually worked together against outsiders, but they seemed to be ruthless in betraying each other internally.

“You won’t kill Him, and I have no interest in taking the blame for the original,” Amon said, glancing at Medici as if to defend himself. “I was somewhere else when that happened.”