Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Shelter and the Boat

As the green dissipated like a mirror, Vika subconsciously wanted to look up, and he felt a great attraction to confirm what was whispering in his ear.

But before Vika could do anything, a violent trance ran through his mind, accompanied by a blow that dulled his spirit, causing Vika to lose consciousness in a bout of vertigo.

Also fainted was Matteo on the other side, and Aaron, who still had self-control, grabbed the back collar of the two, maintained the posture of lying on the ground, and slowly squirmed backwards and retreated. This gesture is quite comical, and if it were seen by the crew of the "Clover", the captain would have lost face.

But if you can live a second longer, maybe you can wait until the moment when good luck favors you, or wait until the person who suddenly appeared makes a move.

He is still alive, Aaron now has all the distractions in his heart, except for this thought, he just follows a little desire to survive and spiritual admonition, dragging the other two to move back, trying to avoid the man in the black robe.

Of course, the "Spirit Storm" was released by Aaron, causing the two low-level extraordinaires to faint directly, and it was also his means in a hurry, although it was a bit excessive, but Aaron felt that it was better for them - he had already noticed that Vika's state was not right.

Vika still hadn't looked up, he felt the shadow hanging over the sky, the cold hairs on the back of his neck standing on end, death swirling, and it could really fall on him at any moment. But when Vika ventured to glance forward, all he could see was the bumpy deck and the dark corners of his robes.

Beyond that, Vika would never dare to look at it, and the mysterious person who suddenly appeared also gave him a terrible premonition.

Amon didn't care about the "fate" demigod dragging the two of them back, and after catching the fish, he didn't care too much about whether the bait was alive or dead. At another time, he would even smile and compliment him on knowing how to read the occasion and know when to move away—but for now, he had something else to deal with.

It seemed that it was not until the moment the green light curtain dissipated that the huge spider was slow to realize that the extra "human" in the bow of the ship was not the good meal it expected, but a more threatening existence.

But its movements only hesitated for a moment, and its sharp claws had already smashed down, but instead of towards Amon, they fell towards a few people behind it.

It was clear that it was determined to take its prey with it.

However, its movements were a little slower, and Amun, who was ignored, took a step forward, and he fearlessly stole the distance and stood directly on the pointed claw that poked out.

Amon's right hand loosened at will, allowing the mirrored crystal to fall freely, and then he closed his palm, stealing all of the monster's actions and thoughts.

The message that flowed into his mind made the doppelganger's brow furrow slightly, but his expression quickly regained its composure.

If the situation is too complicated, it can be left to the ontology to judge, he is just an errand runner, and he can't manage so much.

The spider's claws froze in place, and when the crystal touched it, it suddenly split into six separate triangular fragments. Each piece flew upwards at the same time, reflecting the spider's furried body, then flipped neatly inward, revealing the chaotic shadow within, before regrouping.

It was only a matter of an eye—from the crystal cracking open to their black inside and outward.

The spider's figure vanished entirely, and the black crystals flew back into Amon's hand, but he didn't have much smile on his face, just stared thoughtfully at the extraordinary object that imprisoned the monster, creating a mirrored passage that looped back and forth, enough to trap this habitual weaving prison and make it lose itself in its own "web".

What puzzled Amon was that this creature, which was supposed to wander between the spirit world and the dream realm, could actually wander into the real world and stay here for so long without attracting any attention.

Even if this is on the verge of the father's dream, this situation is not normal......

Is it the impact of Esther's entry into the real world?

After losing the oppression of that behemoth, he regained his freedom.

The Clover jolted twice, then picked up speed again, and the ship almost happily rushed forward, straight ahead through the silvery sea.

Feeling the sense of danger dissipate, Aaron immediately loosened the collars of the two men, got up from the deck hand and foot, and finally saw the appearance of the "life-saving benefactor" - Aaron did not know much about the history of the Tertiary and Quaternary periods, and did not know what the black robe, pointed hat and monocle meant.

But spiritual intuition, it is difficult for Aaron to express his gratitude to this stranger who suddenly appeared on the boat at this moment, and the other party's means of getting on the boat made Aaron very worried, and the indifference behind the smile also made Aaron worried.

Same as that mythical creature, this is not an existence that Aaron himself can fight against, but the other party has not directly released malice, so it is inconvenient for Aaron to continue to be silent, so he can only cautiously say, "Thank you for saving us."

Amon raised his head and glanced at the front of the Clover, where at the end of the silver threads, there was a pale curtain of hazy light and shadow, which was the direction in which the ship was firmly moving.

Amon took the lead in putting away the crystals in his hand, and didn't forget to glance back at the few people on the boat: "Then I'll leave first, I have to bring this thing back, and I'll leave the rest to you first." Otherwise, it would be bad to let it run away in a dream."

Aaron immediately realized that this sentence was clearly not meant to him, and he subconsciously glanced at Vika and Matteo on the ground, but the two extraordinary beings were still unconscious and did not respond.

When Aaron returned his gaze to the bow of the boat, the young man with black curly hair was gone.

——

"Perhaps, there is truth to what He said."

"What's on your mind again?"

Esther looked at Amon and didn't know why, but he had been frowning since the moment he was a deceitful expression - this was not a long-lasting expression for the "God of Deception", who was more accustomed to using a smile as a disguise to control the situation.

"Where did you come from?"

Esther looked away in annoyance, "So, I'm not from the 'outside', I've been here since the beginning!" For as long as I can remember, those long, boring times...... It was in that gray fog that I had to find something for myself to do to keep myself awake."

"That's something you've never mentioned," Amon's brow flattened, "but combined with what I know, it's likely that you've drawn something that isn't part of the real world here."

Esther shrugged, "I don't deny that, including 'medium light,' they don't belong in the real world."

"Why?"

Esther couldn't answer the question because she was confused, "I want to know, too."

Amon smiled and shook his head, "Then I'll introduce you to this kid later—don't worry, I can think again."

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