January 1, 1350.

The morning sea breeze swept the corners of her clothes, ruffling the last strand of blonde hair in Esther's ear.

And in the world she "saw", the black-haired youth in the air was just a silhouette of a facet of fate, he was not bound by the long river of fate, nor was he haunted by the mortal world, looking down on her from above.

The first time I've seen you.

Esther thought so, and she guessed that if it was the ontology, she might be able to hear the voice she was trying to convey. This relies heavily on monocle projections that are suppressed in her mind.

"All Amun is me, I thought you could understand that." Amon responded.

He could hear Esther's voice, but Esther's way of communicating made him raise an eyebrow in surprise.

As agreed, before the sun sets on the fourth day, I will hand you four things and end the game. Esther whispered silently in her heart, making a faint "hmm" sound, but her emotions were unwavering.

Amon pushed the monocle and smiled casually: "Do you think I'll let you go?" ”

Your doppelganger dares to set a gamble with me, don't you dare? Esther continued to communicate with each other in such a strange way, taking things out of her satchel as she did them.

There were still a few remnants of the black filament-like curse on her left hand, and in her perception, it took on a strange cobweb-like shape, like a cracked lens.

Esther's "spiritual intuition" touched slightly, but the movement of her hands did not stop.

Amon didn't make any moves, just looked at her quietly, and didn't deny Esther's words, compared to Esther, who was calm and apprehensive on the surface, he was still the one who firmly grasped the situation, so Amon didn't mind spending a little more time to see if "Zoya" could bring him any surprises.

Esther stuck the bark engraved with the symbol of the "Fool" diagonally on the sand, laid down the key like the hands of the clock, and set aside the blood-smelling tin box wrapped in banana leaves.

Finally, she carefully wrapped the thin emerald blue snake in her hand around the key in the shape of a pointer.

"You really don't look like 'Zoya'," Amon grabbed his right hand with a false grasp, and the bark engraved with the symbol of "Fool" fell directly into his palm, "If it were him, he would have started the cycle that trapped me by now, and then left on his own, without any tricks at all." ”

Esther's hand moved, and she asked him in her heart: You didn't stop me, did you?

Amon's figure suddenly fell from the sky and slowly stopped opposite Esther, and the two of them were only two steps apart.

His tone was very kind: "You see, there is no contradiction between us that must be separated from life and death, and my needs are simple. ”

Amon raised the "fool" symbol in his hand: "You help me call him, and other things naturally don't bother you." I can give you back all the stolen 'senses', and even send you to an island with a ferry, so that you can get away from all these worries for a while, and you will never have to worry about 'Zoya' again. Isn't such a condition sincere? ”

Esther simply reiterated one of the words in his condition, smiling at the "temporary".

Amon's smile deepened, he crushed the notched bark on his hand, and patted the residue casually: "After all, I am not a god yet, and I can't make hopeless promises. ”

What if you become a god?

Esther asked rhetorically in her mind, and her hanging right hand stabbed her thumb at the tip of the pointer-shaped key, and a few drops of blood rolled down, melting into the snake body and the key.

Amon's eyes narrowed, he opened his fingers again, closed them, and the needle wrapped around the green snake disappeared from Esther's right hand, and Amon held it tightly in his right hand, and he shook his head amusedly: "But I hope to find the Lord of the Source Castle as soon as possible and talk to him, maybe he will communicate better than you." ”

Esther suddenly laughed, and while laughing twice, she shook her head slightly: "It's impossible, and I don't know who the 'fool' is."

Contrary to her, the smile on Amon's face faded: "No, 'Zoya' has always known. But depending on your attitude, you're not going to work with me anymore. ”

Esther patted her forehead with her right hand, a little blood on the center of her right brow, she still kept her mouth closed, and conveyed her words with her thoughts:

Maybe you want to talk to Him personally.

She suddenly clasped her right hand together, stealing her consciousness.

Amon sneered, meeting Esther's dark, imprinted eyes, and as soon as he raised his empty left hand, his arm quickly reversed into place.

The pointer and serpent he had stolen were emitting a glimmer of light, and the light was rapidly clinging to Amun's right hand, circling with a pale Möbius ring.

Esther's left hand, which she had been keeping in her satchel, was finally withdrawn, and she was holding a flip mirror in her palm.

"Click!"

"Zoya", who had taken over Esther's body, flipped up the mirror and smeared the blood from her right finger on it.

The mirror made a buzzing sound, and it exploded with a "bang", and the evil spirits that existed inside were released, with a whimpering scream, and one strand after another hair instantly enveloped Esther's figure.

Even if Amon will only be held back for a few seconds, it will be enough.

"Zoya" pressed her left hand, which still had the cursed black silk, to a large broken lens.

"Happy New Year, Amon."

Esther's mouth remained closed, and the sarcastic remark spread directly into the air at a unique vibrational frequency, and was transmitted into Amun's perception.

Zoya's eyes showed no fluctuations, a very strange and false smile appeared on her face, and with a turn of her left hand, a shiny silver filament appeared between the black hairs, and through the curse left by the "Witch of Despair", she could easily capture the remaining spirituality of this part of the "witch".

"Zoya" quickly fused herself with the fate of the evil spirit, and Esther's figure instantly distorted and elongated, absorbed by the fragments of the mirror.

The blonde hair on Esther's forehead turned back to silver in an instant.

She just disappeared from under Amon's nose.

Ripples suddenly appeared around Amun's body, waving twisted lines in the air, and with a sudden twist of his body, the cycle that bound him was broken, the phantom of the little snake shattered completely, and a strand of golden hair gradually returned to its original appearance, fading into a silvery white color as the power was exhausted.

At the moment when he drilled out of the "loop", a thin chain implicated in the earrings appeared due to the twisting around his body, and the earrings emitted a faint light, but quickly disappeared and disappeared.

Amon looked around the island for a few seconds, then lifted his monocle, and in an instant, all the clones scattered on the island returned to their main body.

Amon's eyes gradually widened, and he was radiant because of pleasure: "Hahaha...... It's a nice New Year's surprise. ”

Long before Esther stepped on the beach, she had deliberately used the small wounds rubbed between the stumbles, she used blood as a fixed point, encompassing a large area of the island, and those doppelgangers only knew how to act when she was not used to losing sight, but she did not know that Esther had silently observed their position.

When Esther stepped onto the beach, there was no abnormality in the woods, but by the time Esther reached out to take something from her backpack, she had already quickly absorbed the power hidden in the snake corpse, so as to awaken the chakra that she had built with blood and drag all the clones on the island.

Correspondingly, she had already secretly hidden the strand of hair in her satchel, seized the opportunity to make a small movement, and wrapped the green snake around the pointer and then took the opportunity to start the cycle, which itself was a "fraud" from her plan.

Originally, with the simple sequence gap between the two, Esther's small illusion was impossible to hide from Amon, but as the degree of "Zoya's" awakening increased, Esther's true personality and the source castle he attached to were enough to strengthen a small range of hallucination abilities in a short time, so that Amun, who was not approached out of caution and was too proud of his own strength, could not immediately detect the abnormality.

If it weren't for "Zoya", who knew Amon's character well, there would never be a way to deal with him in such a circle.

If Esther could delay long enough, Zoya would be able to assimilate and devour all the fate of the trapped clones, which would be a surprise loss for Amun, though he didn't care.

But Zoya didn't last long, so he left in a hurry to avoid any further contact with me. Sure enough, His essence was still on the Source Fort......

"Zoya, Esther, Zoya? But what are you? ”

Amon never believed in what Adam called "human nature."

He had already seen the betrayal of the gods who trusted in "humanity".

However, the "fate" path is really disgusting, as for whether Beckland is a trap or not, just let the clone go to investigate, anyway, how many clones there are.

Amon thought as he played with the hands of his silver hair.

Then he grabbed it and stole the island beneath him.

The sea and sky are the same, and the wind and waves are calm.

There was no such thing as an island, it had only been moved here a few months ago as a temporary location.

Now that it's gone, it won't have any effect.

——

The moment she entered the world in the mirror, Esther regained her sense of her body, but she would rather experience this terrible experience now than herself.

In Esther's "line of sight", everything was blurry, full of chaotic hollows, with no gravity or direction in all directions, she seemed to be fluttering wildly in a sticky void.

Esther could feel the pain of almost squashing her bones, but she didn't suffer any real damage.

There is no such thing as a stable passage in the conventional sense, and every hollow is a blur at the end, and no one with clear guidance or discernment can tell where it leads.

The voice that Esther could "hear" was also frantic and violent, and the noisy whispers mixed with meanings she could not comprehend poured out from all over the unrecognizable corners as if striking a huge gong in her perception.

However, even in her dizziness, Esther struggled to keep her sanity, not heeding the constant calls of invitation and persuasion, and she made it instinctive to keep struggling forward, waiting for the moment when the "spiritual intuition" gave the signal.

She didn't know how long she had held on, and this dazed progress seemed to be endless, but Amon didn't chase after her, and that was the best outcome for her.

Asther almost cried out with joy when the feedback came to her mind, and she waved her arms at the threaded mirror with all her might, finally holding the edge of the narrow vortex in a turbulent turbulence.

She didn't care about studying how to get through this whirlpool, but she mustered up her courage and followed Zoya's instructions, trying to hold on to the edge of the passage, and then stabbed her head into it—

"Ahhh

A piercing scream rang out, followed by several bottles and cans, handbags, pillows, and a beautiful hand-held mirror studded with broken diamonds, which smashed into Esther's head and then fell to the ground, breaking into several petals.

Esther grabbed the edge of the wall-hung bust mirror, trying to pull the other half of her body out of the mirror world as well, and she looked up at the lady opposite—

Don't, don't! Lady! Please, calm down, please put down that chair!

However, all Esther let out was a series of panicked "hmm" sounds.

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