Origin of all things Arkham

Chapter 95 God's Oppression
With a faint fragrance and crisp sound, without the slightest sense of cold warmth, Lin En woke up in a kind of dream that could be called bliss.

"Well?"

With a suspicious snort, he touched the stone bed he was lying on. Although it was hard, the whole thing looked like it was made of jade, and it had a warming temperature.

Is this hell?
Or have I returned to the world?

The memory before coma returned to Lynn's mind within a few seconds, and after remembering everything, Lynn became calm and collected.

At this moment, looking for the slight smell of wine, Lynn saw a tall figure sitting on a high throne at the end of his line of sight, seemingly infinitely far away, but still able to see very clearly.

At first glance, it is more than 1.8 meters three.

It is obvious that it is in a dark tone everywhere, and the overall feeling is rough and hard, like a cold stone, but the person sitting on the throne is white and flawless as a whole, as if it is shining.

Squinting his eyes, Lynn was sure again, that man, he was really glowing, it was a soft warm white light.

Pure white robe, pure white hair crown, pure white complexion, and also pure white, huge wings.

Except for the glass of blood-red wine in his hand, all he could see was glaring white.

He really has many pairs of wings.

Is this the real super boss?

Master of Hell: Fallen Angel Lucifer!
"It's really...it doesn't match hell..."

After whispering something to himself, Lynn suddenly laughed and grinned, as if thinking of something to be happy about.

Obviously the flesh on his face hasn't grown back yet, and the piercing pain haunts him all the time, but Lynn is still very happy.

Look around, the kitty is not here.

The smile on Lynn's face was wider, he looked happier, and more horrified.

Almost completely ignoring that existence, Lynn neither chose to talk, nor tried to explain anything, nor did he make any movements of escape or resistance.

He just reached into his coat, reached into his belly pocket, and pulled out a bunch of stuff.

brick.charcoal.Pots and pans.Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Whistling and busy with the work in hand, Lin En carefully cooked some good dishes for himself, paired with a bottle of 15 yuan a bag of white wine bought in Chinatown.

Work hard!
With the sound of splashing wine into the glass, Lynn picked up the glass, raised his glass at an infinite distance, and ate his meal cheerfully.

After drinking and eating, Lynn cleaned up his things and lay back on the bed.

After a while, a slight snoring sounded.

"Ah……"

A sigh-like chuckle seemed to come from far away.

"Delaying time is meaningless to me."

Lynn's response to this was a grunting sound with a completely unchanged frequency.

"Ah……"

This time the laughter didn't sound like a sigh.

Immediately, the light emitted from nowhere dimmed, covering everything.

……

Six hours later, Lin En woke up from his sleep, habitually wanted to go to the bathroom, and when he was about to untie his belt to drain the water in a daze, the belt of his trousers suddenly grew together with his trousers.

To be precise, the waistband has disappeared in a physical sense.

In its place was a pair of pants that could not be undone.

Fortunately, the clothes can still be untied.

Lynn will always have a way to face a crisis.

Then, his clothes and pants grew together.

Therefore, Lynn chose to stand on his head with one hand, performing a unique skill.

In the next moment, the sky suddenly brightened in the endless mist, and Lin En also reappeared on the stone bed, just like the posture he had when he first woke up.

"You know."

A voice sounded from all directions: "Delaying time is meaningless to me."

Then, from the infinite distance in space, a white figure stepped here in one step.

He naturally bent over and sat down, and the throne emerged from the void.

He put down his hand naturally, and the wine glass appeared in his hand.

It's not magic.

This is creation out of thin air.

A dazzling crown appeared on top of his head, and the brilliance disappeared.

The huge wings gathered behind his back, as if it should be like this naturally.

His eyes opened, as if there were galaxies and universes flickering in the pupils.

He is very special and very ordinary.It is noticeable and difficult to detect.

Lynn looked at his face as if seeing everyone he knew, laughing and crying.Wanted to remember what he looked like, but couldn't recall the details.

And all of this was not intentional.

This is the glory and person of the true God.

It is so powerful that it cannot be described in words.

"Wow~ how did you practice?"

But it doesn't seem to affect someone's persistent illness.

Lynn was still wrestling with his pants: "Big guy, it's not that I don't respect you, it's just that I don't want to dirty your territory. So, can you conjure up a toilet?"

The tall man showed a warm smile: "Lynn, you don't know me, it's a lie."

"Um... shouldn't it be the funniest joke you've ever heard?"

"Why would I say that?"

"It's nothing...I've watched too many TV shows."

As if waving his hand lightly, Lynn wasn't sure if he really saw such a movement, but he realized the change in his movement.

He held up his empty hand, maintaining the movement of lowering the chopsticks.

This is when he wants to eat before going to bed.

"As I said, delaying time is meaningless to me."

Fuck...

The surprise in Lynn's heart cannot be described in words.

It’s okay to create something out of thin air, just a thought pulls me back to the time and position before I woke up, keeping my consciousness unchanged...

This power level is too outrageous...

"As expected of you, Your Excellency Lucifer. I can now confirm that when Constantine told me about you, he was still too conservative."

Lynn said sincerely and from the heart.

And there is no doubt that, sitting in front of Lynn, who looked as tall as Lynn, the one who subdued Lynn with every gesture was one of the few super bosses in the entire DC world. On the other side, the current Lord of Hell: the fallen angel Lucifer.

…………

"Time and space are really meaningless to you, I believe it, really."

The empty stomach reminded Lynn all the time that in a sense, just now, he experienced a complete "traversal" again.

system?

Lin En screamed in his heart, but unfortunately, his second system did not appear.

Maybe it will happen when you sit on the toilet, Lynn thought.

It may be rare to see a human being, and he has never seen a human being who is distracted and giggling in front of him. Lucifer frowned slightly imperceptibly, and then said: "If you are not convinced that you are really a human being and smart Treacherous, I really doubt if I'm dealing with a...patient."

It can be seen that although there is a word "degenerate" in his name, this former king of heaven is surprisingly well-bred.

He didn't even want to use cheaper and more practical words to describe Lynn.

"Ah? Me? Treacherous? Ha... Oh, actually, I don't have any. I just casually cheated. The teacher also praised me, saying that I am more than a monkey..."

"Lynn."

"I'm listening."

Lucifer was not offended by Lynn's escape, and was still very interested in communicating with Lynn: "Although there are not no human beings who actively ask to go to hell, humans like you are still rare.

You seem very interested in this place, but disappointed. "

Obviously, when Lynn woke up from the coma, all the movements and expressions were seen by the boss.

"Well, how should I put it, hell, especially the hell you are in, is a bit different from what I imagined."

Lucifer still maintains that attitude, neither enthusiastic nor indifferent: "What should the hell you imagined be like.

A red devil with a fork?
Bone Death in a black robe?
A huge frying pan of flaming soup?

Endless wailing, eternal torment, eternal sinking in the judgment between life and death? "

"Forehead……"

Lynn was still quite afraid that the other party would say suddenly: I will show you these things.

I have already registered in Arkham, and it would be bad if I awaken some strange attributes again.

Therefore, he honestly gave his answer.

"I thought, hell is that kind of... a small office, crowded and unevenly accommodate more than a dozen office seats.

People who go to hell sit in their own workstations, such as you, and the colleague who eats sunflower seeds every day sits on your left, and the voice disappears for a while.Sitting on the right is a colleague who always has an itchy throat, coughs for a while and doesn't cough for a while, and his voice is louder and softer.

The colleagues behind you keep grinding their teeth, picking their feet, and farting. There are new things to bother you every day. They go around telling others about your badness, and they insist on letting you see it.

Sitting in front is the boss’s son. He goes to work at ten o’clock in the morning and leaves at three o’clock in the afternoon. He earns more than you, but you do all his work, and he regards you as a good brother and tells you about himself every day. How much money did you spend, and how much fun you had last night...

And you do the most work every day, and your wages are deducted to buy a frying pan.

On the way home from get off work, you will see all the beauty, happy families, loving parents, lovely children...but none of it has anything to do with you.

What is the most important thing, ha! "

Lynn clapped his hands excitedly: "Everyday is Monday! Everyday! Hahahaha, that's what I think...

Boss, what's wrong with you? "

Lucifer stretched his brows and pursed his lips slightly: "Don't use [you] to refer to characters, and don't look into my eyes and say.

Lynn, I only now know why your friend Constantine told me: You, Lynn, are more suitable than anyone else to be the Lord of Hell.

You really made me..."

Lucifer is also a bit at a loss for words.

"Konstantin? That fellow stabbed me in the back!"

Lynn jumped: "Quickly punish him for 100 years of the kind of life I said, I signed up to play the role of the boss' son opposite him!"

"he has gone."

"Going away? Oh...then I won't bother you anymore, I'll just..."

"Someone beat me once, and that person took him away."

Lucifer smiled and said, "If you want to leave, you also need to beat me once."

Lin En, who was dancing and dancing like a maniac, calmed down and showed a playful smile: "Okay. Let me choose the rules."

Lucifer also smiled: "Yes. You can also choose the number of times."

He stood up and looked down at Lynn: "As long as you win once. Any time."

(End of this chapter)