Amon's doppelgangers are difficult to count, but the current scene is also extremely rare in the short memories of the clones and the long years of the subject.

Most of the clones that exist independently will probably not see such a scene until they die in a corner or are recovered by the main body. However, in the memory of the ontology, there are more distant stories of the past, from a black-haired "door" through the duke, and many legends in the starry sky are piled up in the corners of memory, and each doppelganger can immediately remember it when needed.

The ontology rarely spends time to distinguish between the truth and the falsehood of those stories, the world outside the barrier is dangerous, his father had warned him about this, and the "thief" did not have the need to travel to the astral plane, so he put more curiosity on the things around him.

The stories that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Abrahamic family can be heard as members of the Amun family, and of course the doppelgangers will also write them down, and maybe they will be used one day.

Like now.

"Race? Beyond our planet, there is a vast world beyond imagination, and of course there are all kinds of life. During the long journey, I was glad to meet different civilizations. But communication is a nuisance, and for any descendant of Abraham's family, protecting one's own safety should be a top priority. ”

"If you talk about 'fate', I'm afraid it's ......"

On the deck of the Clover, Matteo, Vika, and Aaron crouched on the ground, a green curtain of light covering them, shielding them from the pollution of the monster on the surface of the sea.

They can't see or hear, their regular senses cut off from the presence in the web, protected by the Clover, but still affected by the oppression of the spirits.

Vika's condition was even worse than Aaron's, his closed eyes began to flow blood and tears again, and the call of the buzzing in his ears was non-stop, and if it weren't for Aaron's hand still on the back of his head, Vika would not have resisted the urge to look up.

Only Amon's doppelganger was still standing in the empty seat in front of several people, and his body was not shrouded in the light curtain of the "Clover", but he was not affected by the outside.

Only He could look up and see the stubborn ship moving forward firmly, rushing towards another space that should not have been set foot in.

The scene outside the ship was no longer the sun-drenched sea, the sea and the sky were melted into the sequin-like silver, distorted and distorted by the unreal, almost close to the chaotic state of the spirit realm.

At the stern of the four-leaf clover, the coloured foam used as the propelled force floats up because it is repelled, and when it floats up slowly, it is mixed with impurities on the surface of the sea, reflecting a very illusory scene - all the scenes of the destruction of the small ship.

Faint filaments emerge from all directions, becoming clearer as the distance approaches, the Clover is burrowing into a huge circle of fish cages, following the invisible bait, touching the floating silver filaments around it, causing ripples in circles and circles.

The waves spread along the huge "web", and the monster that had been waiting for the ship appeared expectantly, descended from the illusory space along a falling spider silk, and happily stretched its limbs and crawled towards the "Clover" - but it could not tear the crack with its huge fangs.

Unable to break through the thin layer of protection, the monster could only lie outside in confusion, staring at the few people on the deck in annoyance.

The spider, which was almost as large as the Clover, had a ring-like pattern on its slender pointed legs, alternating between silver and pale gold, and a dark green shimmer with a thin line draped over the back of its abdomen, and in the center of the seemingly chaotic lines was a hollow triangle that resembled a spindle.

If Vika and Matteo had raised their heads at this time, they would have recognized the symbol behind the spider and instantly lost control and turned into monsters.

The fangs at the tip of the spider's chelicera were raised high, and its barbed claws poked out of the green curtain one after another, making a tooth-aching sound that made the entire ship shake violently.

It's so close, it can finally eat the most delicious dim sum, but it's still a little bit behind!

The eight silver-white compound eyes, the four on the side and behind were pitch black because they were closed, and only the front four were open, and there was only a wild desire driven by instinct in them.

It opened and closed its chelicera menacingly, glaring downwards to meet the smile under its black peaked hat.

"Look at your pathetic appearance, even your sanity has dissipated, and you are not as good as those little things in the spirit world." The smile on Amon's face was a little colder, "It seems that you have been hiding in my father's dreams for so long, lost in the vanishing life, that you have forgotten who you are. ”

Or was it because He had lost the "guidance" from his faith that he had lost his cognitive abilities and was left with only his instincts as a mythical creature?

It's like an extraordinary person who is out of control.

Amon stood steadily on the shaking deck, but his words did not reach the ears of the Vika trio, who heard nothing.

He pushed the monocle and informed the Essence of the existence of the trap and the area through "uniqueness", and soon received a clear answer - "Catch it".

Catch this spider? If it weren't for the fact that this ship was special to these people, this monster that had been hiding for an unknown number of years would not have suddenly appeared at all. The ontology is still so capable of summoning the clone, is this kind of thing said that it can be trapped if it is trapped? How can you say that it is also a family of the outer gods......

The corners of the doppelganger's mouth curled slightly, but it didn't look like a happy person at all.

To be honest, Amon was even a little annoyed by the monster's lurking near the ruins of the Divine War—it was bound to frequently shuttle through the extraordinary power of the ruins, disturbing the dreams of the dead.

But Amun did have a way to get hold of Him.

Someone introduced him to these strange races, and for these special spiders who intercepted "fate" to weave dreams and cover their traces, as long as they took the initiative to appear, it was the best flaw to take advantage of.

What's more, the guy in front of Amon has lost his mind, and he refuses to leave because he wants a good meal, even if Amon feels threatened, he doesn't flinch at all.

Fortunately, the body is not too stingy. Amon thought to himself, and reached out to his right eye and shook it in front of him

When He opened his hand again, a pure crystal made of six sides was already flat in the palm of His hand.

Strangely, the six planes of this crystal also have a reflective effect, reflecting the shadows of the outside world, as if six mirrors have been pieced together as a whole, and only when viewed from a distance can the real texture be revealed.

The spider attacking the four-leaf clover's protection paused for a moment, then scratched even more frantically at the surrounding layer of green.

In the end, it was the instinct of thirst that overrode the fear, causing it to abandon the flight after hesitation, and instead choose to attack more violently.

The light curtain on the Clover, which had tried so hard to protect its passengers, finally shattered.

I owe four chapters and calm down.