Amun sat in mid-air—in terms of posture alone, he was just folded legs, as if he were sitting in an invisible chair of air, and even leaned his back back slightly, as if there really was a backrest there.

At the end of the day, he was still just floating in the air, even holding a notebook half the size of a palm, flipping around at will. Amon scanned through the one-sided information recorded on it, including some meaningless graffiti, even the empty part in the back, he carefully surveyed it with "decryption", until he turned through each page, and realized that it was really an ordinary notebook.

Did Zoya really hide some secret information, or did he think about Zoya so complicated that he really had to write down these trivial things? Is His memory faulty because of his extraordinary properties?

Amon tossed the notebook casually, and it disappeared the moment before it fell, his indifferent gaze under the peaked hat returning to the ground.

Ever since Esther stepped to the top of the spire, the darkness around the wolf's remains had grown, but Amon wasn't too worried, and his quest for his father's sanctuary had come to a dead end anyway.

Coming into direct contact with essentia was too risky for him to bring Zoya into contact with Fregra's body, where Amon had wanted to hold off Zoya – and even more, give him a chance to escape.

Of course, Amon knew that this demon wolf corpse had a deep connection with the goddess of the night.

Many birds and beasts have the characteristics of living in groups, if the prey that is still able to move is released, waiting for it to return to the nest, after finding its own home, the hunter who is good at tracking traces will not refuse a good harvest, and will enjoy the time of harvesting the prey.

If Zoya hadn't run, then Amon wouldn't mind giving him a little more trust and telling him that he was watching three dazed Extraordinaires drifting on the vast sea.

The darkness around the demon wolf suddenly began to surge, setting off higher and higher waves, and those creatures attracted by the sound of music had long since disappeared, otherwise they would have disappeared from the fluctuating power at this time, and were erased from reality by the hidden power.

The moment his spiritual intuition was touched, Amon pushed down the lens in surprise.

He took his right leg and casually pushed up his knee, just enough to support the body that fell limply from above, causing the person whose abdomen was hit by the knee to instinctively let out a retch.

Blood soaked the hem of Amun's black robes, and he grabbed the man's shoulders a little helplessly, pulling him away from him, "Now it seems that you need to make a few more psychotherapy appointments with my paranoid brother, after all, you don't seem to be very conscious."

After being pinched by Amon on his left shoulder, and deliberately shaken twice, Esther's groggy eyes broke free from her sleep, and finally gradually focused on reality, seeing the monocle that always distressed her.

Dots of light quickly rose from Esther's hair and converged on her chest, while her right hand was still pressed against it—the dagger was literally *** on Esther's heart, and it continued to bleed out.

Because the dream overlapped with reality, everything Esther did to break free from the dream was reflected in her real body, although this was also expected by her......

But it still hurts.

Esther felt that she should have slapped herself directly in her dreams, and if it weren't for the fact that the ancient sword would work, she shouldn't have used such extreme measures.

It's not that her hands are shaking in pain now, and it's hard to exert force, not just because of the bleeding, but more because this broken sword is taking the opportunity to absorb her spirituality!

"You ......"

"Get out of here now."

Before Amon could ask, Esther said.

Her right hand jerked out, and a stream of blood flowed from within, instantly converging into a staggered loop, instantly resetting her wound to its pre-piercing state, including the torn garment.

Amon glanced at the giant wolf who suddenly raised his head below his eyes and had already lowered his body, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

The black fog floated violently on the wolf, sliding from the corners of its mouth like saliva thirsting for prey, and the giant wolf trampled heavily on the ground,

The bent and depressed limbs snapped straight up, and the huge body actually jumped into the air, showing an unusually fast speed.

The upper and lower jaws covered with fangs, the figure floating in the sky closed viciously, and of course, nothing was bitten.

The wolf's remains fell heavily to the ground, and in the midst of the rising smoke and dust, the quiet song was heard from the tower again:

"Long night or day, fantasy or nothingness,

Can there be a reamment for what is lost?

What we see here is nothing but a dream in a dream......"*

——

"That's not a town, it's a bait! It's ridiculous, that woman is so treacherous, how can she, how can he do this to me! No, no, why, exactly, when did He have this thought...... Is it being deceived? Mislead? It's impossible, with his authority, how can he be easily influenced by other gods, even if it......

Amon just sat in the air with a smile on his face, watching Esther talk to herself irritably, which was quite pleasant for him, because Esther's words clearly revealed a lot of information that was worth deciphering, and he even wished that Esther would be a little more angry.

Esther suddenly turned her head away and stared at Amon tightly, and the smile on Amon's face deepened: "What?"

"Do you know what's really going on in that town?"

"Of course I don't know, and I don't dare to get close there, and even if I do, the doppelganger will only sleep, and then it will be hidden, and it won't even be able to be recovered." Amon tapped his monocle, "I thought it was some essentia that controlled Fregra's body, but now it seems that the situation is far more complicated than that."

Esther rubbed her head vigorously, she didn't even understand where her irritability came from, "How could he possibly know that I would come back to this continent? But it couldn't have been a plan for a short time, and His 'backup plan' himself said it was a succession of someone else's task - no, He even gave a little 'medium light' out, and it was indeed a trap for me, from the very beginning! It was through the resonance between me and the 'medium light' that I was really dragged into the dream......

Amun's eyes were half-squinted, his face full of curiosity, "What the hell did you say? You're like you've been thrown into a powder keg now, and I'm starting to worry about you."

After hearing the last ridiculous lie, Esther took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, and only then did she find the root cause of the negative factors in the tumbling emotions.

That's fear.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that He said a piece of news that I thought was ridiculous."

"Share?"

「…… He said I don't belong here."

Amon raised an index finger and tapped his forehead: "You don't belong here in the first place, a little reminder, your extraordinary characteristics are still mine."

Esther lowered her head and looked at the short sword in her hand, "According to Him, I may ...... From the stars?"

Amon looked at Esther quietly for a few seconds, then said, "And then?"

"I don't know, I think he's there—"

Are you lying?

But Esther knew very well that nothing from the lady was deceiving her, and that what the other party said was true, at least what the other party thought was "absolutely true".

"So, you might be from ......" Amon pointed at the top of their heads, his smile unchanged, "So what?"

When Esther heard Him, she didn't know what to answer.

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