It didn't take Klein much time to find the "thief" demigod who was parasitic on the rat.

The "parasite" hovering on the edge of loss of control, surrounded by those red-eyed mad rats, gathered in a circle in the garden, and the rest of the rats tried to get close to the "parasite", but were frantically bitten and attacked by the big rats, leaving more and more mouse corpses.

The battle lasted only a few minutes, and the garden fell silent again.

Crane briefly lost track of the giant rat, and where it had been bombarded by airborne bullets, only a puddle of rat flesh clinging to the ground remained.

When Esther was just "promoted", she shared a lot of information about the "thief" demigod with him, and the miscellaneous conversations she wrote with show off when she used to be just a small talk in letters became extremely advantageous information at this time.

The disappearance of the host affects the "Parasite", but it is not so deadly, and if the "Parasite" can be transferred to the rest of the carriers first, it can effectively get rid of most of the damage.

After being promoted, Klein looked back at the information he had learned before, and he could see that there was a strange similarity between this and the secret transfer of the "Sorcerer", which made him secretly sigh, worthy of being an adjacent path.

At this time, the "parasite" was out of sight on his own, and Crane was not careless, but confirmed that the other party was still in the garden of Elk Manor through divination.

So he cautiously hid in the shadows, observing the spirit threads that stretched from nearby creatures, trying to find the "parasite" whose strength had fallen to the bottom.

If this opportunity is missed, a "parasite" hides in the shadows and wants to take revenge, which can easily bring more trouble to Klein, who lives on Berlund Street. He didn't intend to let go of this demigod who had malicious intentions and wanted to use the daughter of Congressman Makht as a "spare carrier".

Until the guy who was almost completely out of control let out a painful gasp, and the source of the sound turned out to be a big tree:

"Why are you forcing me? Why are you pushing me? ”

The other party asked painfully one after another, and the hysterical voice gradually turned to resentment and viciousness: "Why are you forcing me!" ”

The skin of the tree quickly peeled off, revealing one wormhole after another that seemed to have been hollowed out below, and worms with link patterns emerged from them, wriggling illusory bodies similar to maggots, and the body was precipitated with fine patterns, as if time passed invisibly.

The worms crawled back and forth across the trees, burrowing and falling off from the inside, and the moment they appeared, everything in Crane's body—extraordinary abilities, perceptions, thoughts, and even his clothes—was stolen!

But Crane reacted quickly enough that he had already moved on to another secret puppet before that.

As long as he replaces himself through his "worm" and gets rid of the state of being "stolen", he can reuse his extraordinary abilities.

It was only before Klein could take any further action that another voice that was exceptionally calm, with a slight smile, rang out in the garden:

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be so angry, things will work out."

There was a sense of perpetuity in that voice, which made the person who heard it easily convinced, and even the man who spoke out of it could give birth to a sense of trust that was out of self-control.

But when Klein saw what the male who spoke looked like, his sanity instantly slipped back into his brain.

Klein's first reaction was to use "wriggling hunger" to pull his "winner" secret puppet and flee from Elk Manor without looking back.

He was afraid that if he looked back more, the "Angel of Time" wearing monocles would come directly in front of him.

Amon paused as he walked towards the tree, and he swept casually over the corner where the man was standing, a distorted shadow passing through the monocle, and he captured a part of the hidden power of the "night".

Dark Night has cultivated its own "Sorcerer" and wants to fight for the ownership of the Source Castle? Does He feel that the "fool" is superior to me, or even to the Being?

Amon withdrew his gaze nonchalantly and continued towards the tree.

The "parasite" who had been temporarily relieved from the loss of control did not recognize Amon, and was still in the special sense of comfort from before, looking at the other party blankly.

Even if it is just a tree, the "parasite" can still retain a certain degree of perception of the outside world, including the splintered Time Worm, which can provide visual and auditory assistance.

However, at this moment, the "thief" demigod still failed to recognize the true identity of the young man, no matter what a tree did or said, it didn't mean much.

In the rectangular bushes, there are slowly approaching creatures that sway with their branches and leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

Amon smiled and spoke, sounding kind and gentle: "Good evening, descendants of Jacob?" ”

The voice that came from the big tree couldn't help but bring a little joy: "Yes, yes! Who are you, do you know my ancestors? ”

Amon bowed slightly: "Of course...... They taste good. ”

A few minutes later, Amun, who had been delaying for a few minutes, not only took this extraordinary trait, but also took everything that belonged to Flora Jacob, including his fate.

"Berlund Street? Is it worth the adventure being a little close to the Church of the Night? The Amon clone muttered to himself, and before the squirrel crouching on the bushes could interject, he had already made a decision, "It doesn't matter, it's just a clone anyway." If you can find out who is behind it, that's a good exchange. ”

Just before Amon left the garden, a girl with long dark green hair passed by outside the woods and subconsciously looked this way.

Hazel Macht had finally made her way from her home in Beckland to the suburban manor, where she was walking on the road leading to the house, worried that her teacher might be discovered.

But as she passed through the grove, a gut instinct prompted Hazel to turn her head.

The moment she saw Amon, Hazel was stunned for a moment, and then showed a surprised smile: "Teacher, are you getting better?" ”

Then she looked around nervously again, and walked quickly in front of Amun: "Someone has found your problem, you'd better go and hide somewhere else!" ”

As an angel in the "thief" path, just by looking at it casually, Amon can easily see that the young lady in front of him is already a "fraudster" in Sequence 8.

Having obtained the fate and memories of Flora Jacob, Hazel no longer had any secrets in front of Amun. As for what Hazel is looking at, it has always been the "teacher" she has met from the beginning when she became extraordinary.

He didn't even need to go to Beckland, and the clues came to the door on their own.

Amon smiled and nodded at Hazel, "Don't worry, I'm much better." If anyone is still after me, I'll treat them well. ”

Infected by the confidence of the "teacher", Hazel's originally apprehensive mood quickly calmed down: "Great, fortunately, you have recovered your ......"

"You're coming running over all of a sudden, it's going to worry your parents." Amon pushed the monocle and said kindly.

He hesitated when he was parasitic on Hézol, and noticed that the girl was still carrying the extraordinary items of the "Decryption Scholar", so he had another plan.

He's not in a hurry, it's not bad to wait until the right time, to wait for her to be promoted, "decryption scholar......

Following Hazel, who was wearing a hunting suit, the black-robed young man walked leisurely.

Some of the birds, beasts, and insects that hid among the trees were scattered in the nearby manor, while others turned into more subtle forms and quietly followed the young man.

——

Frightened, Crane discussed a plan with Leonard and Pales Zoroasd overnight, and only after the "world" knew that he could be blessed with a hidden existence, Pales agreed to deal with Amon and was willing to help in this matter.

No one could bear Amon living next door to him - at least not for Crane, and even less for Pales!

And at tomorrow's tarot meeting, Leonard indicated that he would give an accurate answer.

Tonight's odds were not limited to the elk manor that had been invaded under the name of Councillor Macht, but also included a sewer in the Bridge District.

Perhaps because of the fact that Beckland's abandoned sewers are so wide and no one patrols them, it's easier for something shady to happen here.

Banabe squatted on the edge of a corner, helplessly looking at the secret puppet beside him, who had been demonized before, slowly retracting his wings and the curved goat horns on the top of his head, and his dark black skin gradually faded.

There was still a smell of sulfur permeating the neighborhood, which made Banabe's fingers subconsciously turn to the cigarette case on his chest, but considering that he should keep a low profile, he had to resist the urge to smoke.

Banabe felt that he must have been abandoned by the "god of good luck", no, it had nothing to do with the "fool" who was in charge of good luck, in the end, it could be the disaster caused by the extraordinary law of aggregation.

The adjacent path of the "demon" is the "prisoner", also known as the "xenospecies", and the most famous way to inherit this path is the Rose School, which originated in the southern continent and was keen on bloody sacrifices.

I really don't know if I hit them or if they hit me on the head, wait and see......

Banabe muttered two swear words in his heart, and after raising his hand to burn a paper figure stand-in, he climbed out of the sewer with a secret puppet with no upper body.

After briefly identifying the location in the bridge area, Banabe walked to a nearby hotel according to the direction in his impression.

Let's pass the night first.

Banabe sighed deeply, and felt irritated at the thought that he hadn't even been able to apply for a seal.

Sometimes he was suspicious that the old thing was just trying to send him to his death, not to him for information.

Tomorrow, just throw this news directly to the tarot meeting and see who is interested in those cultists.

(End of chapter)