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"Amon got Fort Source...... This is not good news. ”

There is no authority adjacent to the mystical three paths, and there is no sense of the existence of gray mist.

Edward roamed the spirit world for a long time before finally stopping. He looked at the seven pure rays of light that were at his side and thought:

"Rather than tracking Amon down again, let's analyze his next move."

"Anyway, he must become a god, and collect all three sequences...... It's really interesting that Earth has a very clear criteria for promotion, as long as they take their sequence one, they don't dare to devote themselves to essentia even if they have uniqueness. ”

"By the way, how long will it take for the miracle master to come back to life? Today, Zarathu and Klein died violently together, and the two miracles are going to be resurrected together, which is really a big scene that has never been seen before...... Zarathu can take the initiative to control himself, Crane can only really die and wait passively, the injury should be repaired for a while, not too anxious. ”

Edward wasn't too familiar with Amun's body, but he did ask Amun, who he had captured, about how strong they were about their desire to become the Lord of Mysteries, and Amun's answer surprised him slightly.

"If I have the chance, I'll try it."

At that time, Amon adjusted the position of the monocle and said very seriously:

"But I don't have a very strong desire to become the master of mysteries, because the ontology actually cares about itself very much."

"The main body cares a lot about the memories of the Tertiary Age, and cares a lot about the history of the old era before the First Age, that is, the old era, and wants to trace the traces of his father's existence. Of course, he also knew the consequences of becoming the master of mysteries, so he kept thinking about whether there was a way to do it, but both his father and Adam at that time rejected his idea...... Father said that no one can resist the fate that will come, and that is like a rolling stone, no matter how much you run, one day it will catch up with you and crush you. ”

The "second blasphemous tablet" left by the Creator pointed out the way for the extraordinary ones in the future, but at the same time, the existence of the "safest" path will directly make them lose their courage and the courage to challenge new routes - anyway, in the eyes of the outer gods, everything in the world is born from the same origin, and all people and gods are hidden neighbors, as long as I eat this path and do not get out of control, then we are neighbors.

As early as the period of the Old Gods of the First and Second Ages, not all of the Old Gods who devoured the non-adjacent paths were going crazy without reason.

"The sequence where the thieves escaped was ...... I think I've seen it? It should be called Pales Zoroaster, parasitic on the body of a night watchman, well, it is equivalent to being under the protection of the god of thunder, as long as he can be saved, Amon will not be too dangerous. ”

"The king of angels who has obtained essentia...... If you can fully control the Source Castle, your power should be stronger than that of ordinary true gods. ”

Edward paused to go back to Crane's resurrection point when something suddenly occurred to him.

He staggered in a direction and walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in Intis, then in the Cathedral of Light in Trier, and directly found Medici's location, and stood next to it uninvited.

Now it's dawn and it's noon.

Medici, who was doing intelligence work, raised his eyebrows, resisted the instinctive reaction of getting up from his chair, looked at the uninvited guest, and asked:

"What's the matter with you?"

Edward didn't speak, but looked at him without saying a word, and looked at Medici a little hairy.

What's wrong? Medici didn't speak, but he muttered a few words, and was just about to continue studying the traces and directions of the extraordinary properties of the "conqueror" of the witch sect at hand, when he suddenly heard a prayer call.

"A symbol of iron and fire, a master of turmoil and strife."

"Isn't the great god of war, Medici, there?"

This is called...... It was the boy who was crying out to me, snorting, praising the Lord, and it is everyone's responsibility to care for children. Medici didn't take the joking prayer to heart, and he heard the little crow he knew praying loudly to him. One person was stunned and shouted out the overlapping, undulating effect, which made Medici feel like he was using electric drills in all directions, and he was almost brainwashed by surround sound prayers.

Medici glanced at the demon standing near him and answered the prayer.

Immediately afterward, he noticed that Amun, in the center of the picture, seemed to be on a street, surrounded by many figures, and seemed to be a little lively. The street is somewhat unfamiliar, and it should not be Intis, at least not Trier.

"What's the matter?"

Medici looked around and didn't see anything wrong.

Amon stood on the side of the street, with a long line around him, and it seemed that many people were waiting for something. He seemed to sense the gaze looking at him, waved his hand in Medici's direction, and asked, "I'm in Fenerport, and here is a supposedly very delicious noodle bolognese sauce that goes well with beef, chili, Southland spices, black pepper, various fruits and side dishes, would you like to try it too?" ”

"You kid went to Fenerport? I was still in Intis the other day, and I was running really fast. ”

After the change in the pattern of the northern continent, Intis and Fenerport bordered. Amon had an unusual interest in many things, and would always ask "very unammon" questions when he was away from home, Medici smiled, remembering that last month Amon was still interested in the art of ice sculpture in Füsak, and wanted to get some statues of the Creator back, but finally gave up for some reason.

"Okay, wholesale? Come five hundred. ”

Medici was in a relaxed mood and joked with Amon:

"Where is there enough food for a serving, can you just steal the chef and the recipe? Just to give my legion's logistics a better recipe. ”

"Chefs can't steal, why don't you invite someone over? Recipe ......" Amon muttered for a moment as he pinched the frame of his monocle with some carved silver rim, muttering to himself uncertainly, "Recipe ...... Probably can, right? Fenerport and Intis are so far away, if your war red is only for private use and does not spread, maybe, probably, it will not have any effect on people's business? ”

Amon analyzed it for a while, a little eager to try.

He pinched the monocle frame he loved and looked at the menu in the distance, and asked with interest:

"Medici, what do you want to taste? Well, you will definitely like chili peppers, by the way, because the two countries in the southern continent are independent and restored, now the prices of the products in the southern continent have increased, and the spices and chili peppers of the southern continent here are limited, I want to try the meat sauce noodles. ”

"What about your legion? Do you want to sell 500 servings of chili noodles? Then I might as well steal a plantation from the Southern Continent and send it back to you. ”

"By the way, you know what? During this time I walked all the way south from Intis to Fenerport, which coincided with the festival when the girls had to pick the most beautiful flowers and offer them to the mother goddess who was the goddess of the harvest, and they would choose the most beautiful flowers to put on the altar, and in the evening they would hang lanterns. I bought a lot of monocles here, and Fenerport was particularly fond of using flowers, vines and food crops, as well as piecing together gemstones, crystals and pearls into flowers, the more colors the more expensive they were. And people here generally prefer spicy, and you might like it. ”

He traced the lines of his monocle with his fingers, and a morning glory vine was delicately carved into the silver frame.

Amon lined up to talk to himself, and spoke energetically for a long time, but did not get a reply from Medici, and he asked curiously:

"Are you busy? Then I won't talk to you. ”

"Amon."

Medici spoke, and Amon felt that his voice seemed to be a little different:

"Leave that alone, hurry up, and pray to the Lord."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, hurry, hurry up and pray to the Lord!"

"But isn't my father already ...... All right. Amon was a little puzzled, as he had made up his mind not to recite the Creator's name during this time after he learned that the True Creator had set off for the Eastern Continent, because it might not be the True Creator who responded to it.

But at this moment, he also seemed to sense that something was wrong. As if something bad was going on around him, Amon always felt that someone other than Medici was watching him, and he slowly climbed up his back down his spine.

Medici stared at the prayer image in his mind, his eyes narrowing to almost a dot, and his gaze was straight behind Amon.

The man standing behind him also noticed Medici's gaze, pinched his monocle, and looked up at him with a smile.

As the afternoon sun shone down the streets of Fenerport, the Amon he knew stood in line outside a popular old Fenerport noodle restaurant. The sun is just right, the atmosphere is peaceful, and the crowd is bustling.

Behind him, at some point, a man wearing a classical wizard's robe, a peaked soft hat, and a monocle that seemed to be polished crystal appeared in his right eye.

The "man" smiled, waved to Medici, and said hello.

At the same time, Medici saw that the brightness of his prayer screen had dimmed for a minute, and there seemed to be a faint gray mist floating in the corners around him, and the sunny city of Fenerport had become eerie for a moment.

The smiles on everyone's faces became stiff and dull, and they stuttered like secret puppets.

And Amon was still standing there, the only one with color, chanting the name of the ancient sun god - but he didn't say anything, his voice was stolen, only his lips moved, and the picture before the Medici was like an old mime!

As soon as this man appeared, the whole prayer screen began to flicker and turn gray as if it had been disturbed—Medici certainly knew what was going on, because Amon himself was the king of angels, far more than he could now watch!

Medici clenched his fists and even wanted to laugh a little - when did Amon start to be scary with this method?

Not like a fraudster, not like a Trojan of fate, but like a ...... Sorcerer!

"I couldn't go to Beckland at first, but I'm also gathering intel through low-to-mid sequence clones."

"The doppelgangers on the periphery told me that Bakerlandri didn't have a soothsayer who was extremely poor, who didn't care about human life, who believed in the Creator, and who was good at beating suspects with his fists to get them to tell the truth, and besides, it was outrageous."

“…… But aren't you still going to gather intelligence? It's outrageous, right? Medici couldn't help but sneer and taunt as she tried her best to deliver messages to the clone, but the clone was still praying, and it seemed that Medici could no longer hear Medici's response.

And he had been continuously stolen of his voice and thoughts, and stood still in place for a minute in a prayerful motion.

The main body pinched his eye sockets, approached the doppelganger who had no clue and turned his back to him, and looked at him with a curious and inquiring look: "Searching for such a person has indeed wasted some of my time, and I have found nothing. But that's also what I'm letting go, I'm curious about. It's incredible, and even though my doppelgangers have a certain degree of independence, it's funny that you, who have been favored by a god, can fool my mind. ”

Then He stretched out his hand to him.

"Amon!"

Medici shouted violently, "Amon! ”

"I'm listening." At Medici's roar, Amon patted his doppelganger on the shoulder, and the latter woke up from a dream and froze at the sight of his alter self appearing in front of him.

"What is this?"

He took off the monocle, which was not a symbol of authority, from the doppelganger who was too stiff to move, carefully observed its material and the pattern on it, put it in his hand and played with it for a while, and then smiled: "It's very interesting. ”

Amon raised his head, looked at the doppelganger, and raised the glasses in his hand:

"Is this what you 'chose'?"

"Why are you wearing this? What's the point of it? ”

"There's no point...... clone's chest rose and fell violently, his gaze couldn't take his eyes off the body that was close at hand, and his mouth uncontrollably said what was in his heart, "I like the pattern on this very much, the workmanship of these glasses is very beautiful......"

"Like?"

Amon raised his eyebrows, looked at his attire, and asked:

"Your clothes have nothing to do with your profession, and there are no 'travel enthusiasts' in Amun's group, which you also choose?"

The doppelganger nodded with difficulty.

"Sure enough, you've been delivering false information to protect Crane Moretti, who holds the Source Fort...... You even met him, but you didn't tell me...... You and Medici worked together to make a plan to deceive me, and your reason was that you didn't want me to get the Source Castle, and you didn't want me to be slowly influenced by the Lord of Mysteries to change your 'self'...... Your changes, very interesting, very interesting. ”

"You're the first, after being out of my sight, to be able to clearly produce your own preferences and dislikes."

"You were a mistake, a hidden loophole that appeared in my group, and now I found you."

Amon looked at the spectacle again with interest, and calmly crushed it:

"Because I don't like it."

The doppelganger's eyes followed the crystal shards, and then he raised his head again, showing the same smile as Amon, and then took out a crystal monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.

Together, they looked up and smiled kindly at Medici's line of sight, using "steal"!

Swish! Medici snapped the prayer in an instant, but at the same time, he felt some of the memories in his mind of Klein Moretti and the real Creator blurring, as if they had been stolen and taken away by Amon!

"Damn ......"

Medici pressed one hand to his temple and cursed, "Damn it! ”

"He's parasitized!"

"He's dead." Standing next to him, Edward calmly corrected his mistakes, "I'm just waiting for this. ”

Medici scolded a few words, the doppelganger was like a real friend, now that he didn't exist, the War Angel was furious, looked at Edward, who didn't seem to be at all strange about this development, and asked:

"You already knew this was going to happen?!"

"Is this your prophecy?! Or is it the fate you wrote?! ”

"You didn't remind me, I almost forgot that I could still write my destiny." Edward shook his head and pointed to his eyes, "I just saw his most likely fate...... When I realized that Amon and Crane had met, I knew he was going to die. ”

"Because he was involved in defrauding Amon?"

Medici sneered, his hands clenched slightly:

"Heh, a Sequence 3 doppelganger can actually successfully deceive his own body...... It's really hard for him. ”

He was silent for a few seconds, then accepted reality and asked, "Is this fate predestined?" ”

"No, he would have had a chance to live."

"What is it?"

"It was the first time he met Crane."

Edward pondered as he observed the thread of fate that had come to an end: "If he chooses to be hostile to Crane when he first meets him, or reports Crane's whereabouts to the Body—or, if he doesn't help you deceive Amon and watch Crane be tempted and harassed by Amon clones in Beckland and Rune, he will survive." ”

Medici was stunned for a moment, only to feel full of swear words and didn't know who to say.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Edward said, "Crane has lost the Source Castle, do you think he is still a servant of your lord?" Do you still want to protect him? ”

Medici looked at him in amazement, and didn't think about it:

"Nonsense."

TBC

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"Believe, Amon believes!"

"He really thought I was a giant soothsayer who was two meters three tall, and he really thought that I didn't know the 'fate' of becoming the Lord of Mysteries! He really only took the source fort away, and this fate is already mine! ”

↑ God of deception

(End of chapter)