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

Chapter 20 A Loving Family

The battle between the two did not last long. Although he was half-mad, Tudor had plenty of strength and means, and quickly finished off Antigonus before walking back to his throne.

On the way back to the throne, Tudor, for some unknown reason, punched Amon again, kicked Adam twice, and even burned the corner of Bethel's clothes with flames. His once impeccable clothes were now covered with many burn marks, which were even completely asymmetrical, making Bethel's appearance suddenly unconventional.

After finishing all this and returning to his position, Tudor was clearly in a better mood, and even had a smile on his face.

Amon: ...

Adam: ...

Bethel: ...

Your Majesty, you're in a better mood, but we're in a worse one!

—Today is another day I want to gang up on His Majesty.

After a minor, insignificant incident, the meeting continued.

This time, Thudor looked at Adam and asked, "What do you think about this?"

Tudor was naturally referring to the matter between Rosen and Medici.

"What does Your Majesty wish to do?" Adam asked instead of answering.

"Since he's already dead, he should die peacefully." Tudor said bluntly, his majestic eyes filled with undisguised cold killing intent.

Although Tudor and Medici were once colleagues, the Madman clearly had no camaraderie with the Red Angel and only wanted to kill the Red Angel, who had inexplicably been resurrected, again.

"That sounds really scary, doesn't it, Little Red?"

A slightly amused voice rang out in the conference room. Tudor suddenly looked in that direction, and at the same time, red flames ignited in the conference room, seemingly trying to find the owner of the voice, but were stopped by a shadow that had appeared there at some unknown time.

"brush--"

The golden arrows pierced through the flames, making it impossible to see exactly how many there were, but their target was very clear—Thudor, Amun, Bethel, Antigonus, Adam, and the others lurking in the shadows.

At this moment, all the angel kings and true gods took action. Of course, they would not stand idly by and watch the strange golden arrow hit them. However, no matter what they did to stop it, it had no effect. The golden arrow seemed to have the effect of hitting the target with one strike and could not be stopped by any means.

In the end, everyone was infected at the same time.

"I remember someone previously said they just wanted to see Gou Sanjia make a fool of himself."

Medici gritted his teeth and looked at the god beside him, who was now in adult form, with annoyance. He realized that he had indeed put his mind at ease too soon.

What's even more crucial is that, despite knowing rationally that it was the effect of the golden arrow, Medici, at this moment, actually had a strange feeling that the other person was his most important family member.

"I just want everyone to be a loving family, what did I do wrong?" Rosen spread his hands innocently, then said righteously, "Besides, look, even the true creator isn't angry."

The true creator who emerged from the shadows seemed somewhat helpless, but certainly not angry.

"This is quite different from what we agreed on," Amon objected at this moment. He looked left and right, then seemed intrigued, and said, "But it is indeed an interesting experience. Even His Majesty doesn't seem so annoying anymore."

"Amon, explain." Tudor uttered two words, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the uninvited guest not far away. Rationally, Tudor knew he should be wary of the other side, but in reality, he couldn't muster any vigilance.

A warm feeling forcefully occupied His heart at this moment, making Him unconsciously regard everyone present as family. Even the madness that had been troubling Him at all times seemed to no longer be able to bother Him at this moment.

Terrifying ability!

Tudor made his judgment in his heart.

"It's very simple. Rosen came to me and said he had an ability to make Your Majesty look foolish. I was very interested, so I agreed."

Amon didn't try to hide anything and answered directly. After speaking, he pushed up his monocle and said with a strange expression, "I really shouldn't have trusted Rosen. He just wants to see everyone make a fool of themselves."

And indeed, just a day earlier, Rosen and Medici found Amon and successfully persuaded him to become an inside man by using their fists and the promise of "watching Tudor make a fool of himself."

They then went to see the True Creator. Perhaps out of guilt, perhaps as a test, or for some other reason, the True Creator was eventually persuaded and agreed to help them have one last time before they left.

That's why we just witnessed this scene.

"...It's not over yet." Bethel, who had been studying his own changes, seemed to sense something and suddenly spoke up.

"How perceptive, Bethel." Rosen laughed even harder, and as his words fell, everyone present suddenly shrank into children.

The opposite of "false growth" is returning to childhood, and this effect also lasts for one day.

"...So this is what you really wanted, you brat." Medici looked up at the only adult present, having completely seen through the man's sinister intentions.

"After all, it would be too strange if I were the only child among everyone. Of course, it would be better if everyone could be a child together." Rosen stopped pretending and said with a grin. He bent down and reached out to pat Medici's head, then looked at the other cubs present and nodded with satisfaction.

That's more like it! How can he be the only one who never grows up? Of course, everyone should experience what it's like to be a child.

But the joke ended there. Noticing Tudor's restless expression as if he wanted to try to beat him up, Antigonus's unruly spiritual threads, and Bethel's gesture of touching the gem on his sleeve, Rosen knew it was time to slip away.

After all, if the other side is too eager to beat him up, even the Golden Arrow can't stop them.

Rosen then lifted Medici, in his cub form, up with one hand like a cat, and grabbed the hand of the previously silent True Creator, smiling as he said before the group attacked him:

See you next time, family!

The moment he finished speaking, several attacks arrived as expected, only to miss their target.

"What exactly is this power..." Bethel frowned slightly, a thoughtful expression on his face. Then, without turning his head, he said, "Amon, why rush to leave so soon?"

Amon, who had intended to sneak away but was stopped by Bethel, smiled innocently and said, "We're a loving family, you don't want to beat me up, do you?"

The others did not answer, but just stared at him expressionlessly.

"No way?" Amon looked at the group of people who had gathered around and asked again, but the smile on his face was gone.