Amon: Huh?

Klein looked at the man wearing the black pointed hat and felt panic for no reason. His spirituality seemed to be shrinking a little.

"This is Amon." Truman threw the portrait to Klein, "Take it back and hang it up in your office, and make sure to eliminate all resentful spirits and evil spirits."

To ward off evil spirits, right... Klein couldn't help but complain, and also eased his inner tension.

By the way, Truman directly pushed his student's coffin away.

There was no body inside, only a layer of pale golden cushions at the bottom, and on the cushion was a bug with twelve rings.

"The Worm of Time"! Amon left a "worm of time" here!

This is also inconsistent with Truman's memory.

This "worm of time" is in a slumbering state, and once it wakes up, it will be a clone of Amon.

Just this "Insect of Time" has raised the level of this mausoleum to the angel level.

The existence of the bug caused Klein and Leonard's minds to be filled with terrifying murmurs when they saw it, and their inspirations jumped wildly.

Don't look directly at God! Both of them had such thoughts.

"This is called the 'Insect of Time', and it is a very good magic material."

Truman's voice rang in the ears of Klein and Leonard, bringing everything back to normal. Then he stretched out his hand and pinched the "worm of time" out of the coffin.

The "Insect of Time" is about to wake up and awaken its own consciousness at a certain moment, but in Truman's hands, it truly becomes a magic material.

This is somewhat different from what Truman remembers, but it doesn't matter.

When he holds the "Insect of Time", Amon's clone will never wake up.

This is probably a casual move by Amon, probably designed to target the Church of the Night.

Truman tilted his head, glanced at Leonard, and then withdrew his gaze. The next moment, the "worm of time" turned into ashes and disappeared.

In the eyes of Klein and others, this is the decay of time, but in fact, it has fallen into the hands of Pales.

This is probably one of the few times in thousands of years that this old man has killed Amon.

At the same time, the time barrier also disappeared, and Klein and Leonard could move around here.

"Put away all the characteristics here." Truman looked at the characteristics of the dead Extraordinaries. In addition, there were also various Extraordinary creatures that had been eliminated outside.

This is already a huge fortune.

"Yes!" Klein looked particularly positive.

And under the quick collection of the two people, many extraordinary characteristics were put away by category - they had anticipated this situation before coming, and brought a lot of equipment for this purpose.

In short, after returning home with a full load, Klein's smile never stopped.

After collecting the trophies, Klein turned his attention to the murals in the tomb chamber. There were more murals here than in the tomb passage, and they were more completely preserved.

The largest painting occupies most of the wall of the tomb, depicting a huge cross that is taller than a mountain peak. The cross is covered with layers of light and is extremely sacred.

There is a majestic and tall figure vaguely in front of it, as if supporting the heaven and earth,

And below this being are two unusually prominent twelve-winged angels.

The faces of these two angels are not clear. One of the angels has chaotic and dark wings. He is wearing a complicated and gorgeous divine robe and is decorated with various accessories, revealing a kind of nobility and mystery.

And the other one...

Klein's eyes suddenly widened. The twelve wings of the angel with a blurry face were different in color, carrying a dreamy phosphorescence, spreading the radiance of the soul, and he himself was a symbol of infinity and fantasy.

"This is a dream angel?!" Klein was even a little unbelievable. This is consistent with the dream angels originally recorded by major churches.

He has a certain understanding of the existence in front of the cross. He may be the Creator whom Silver City believed in at the beginning. The huge cross and the light and shadow supporting the heaven and earth are symbols of Him.

But Klein didn't expect to see the "Dream Angel" here.

"Why is this person everywhere..." Klein always felt like he was always shrouded in this person's shadow.

Not only him, it can even be said that the whole world is shrouded in the shadow of this dreamy angel.

He is found in the church's scriptures, He is found in daily money, and He is found in mysticism…

It seems that you can find indelible traces of this person's existence in all kinds of things.

This sense of presence is too strong...

Klein looked at several other angels. There were seven twelve-winged angels under this suspected creator.

This is already a very scary number.

"Huh?" Klein looked at the next mural and suddenly saw a child in the arms of both the Dream Angel and the Dark Angel.

"This is Amon?!" Klein suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment as he watched the child with black hair and eyes playing with a monocle.

"Son of the Creator? This identity... is really suffocating." Klein guessed Amon's identity.

Klein was already wondering whether he would be punished by God for stealing the tomb of the son of the Creator.

However, Bishop Truman stole it, not me... Moreover, Bishop Truman is favored by the goddess, so he is not afraid even if Amon comes.

Klein turned around and saw Truman on the further side of the main tomb.

He found the bishop looking into a hidden corner.

There is a stone door in the corner, with a clock-like symbol carved on it.

"This is...the place abandoned by God."

To be more precise, it is the Kingdom of the Creator and "Fantasy Township" in the Third Age.

The Kingdom of the Creator is Amon's hometown. It was placed in a place abandoned by the gods by Sasril and protected the original believers of the Creator.

And "Fantasy Township" is probably one of the things Amon wants most.

"The land abandoned by the gods? Isn't that where the 'Little Sun' is?" Klein blinked.

"It's best not to keep this thing." Truman waved his hand and wiped the door away.

The specific portal seemed to turn into a stick figure, a few simple lines, and then erased with an eraser.

It was the first time that Klein saw this method. He was a little curious, but he didn't ask any more questions and continued to look for the loot.

…

At this moment, Amon's body, which was wandering in the deepest part of the sea, suddenly frowned.

He looked in the direction of Luen Backlund and felt that the "loophole" he had left had been hidden.

This is normal. After all, the land where the Kingdom of Loen is located is the territory of the goddess of the night, and it has been since the Fourth Age.

But after he sensed it, the smile on his lips gradually stiffened, his head tilted, and he made a confused sound, "Huh?"

He used the "Insect of Time" he left in the tomb to see something that was so fleeting that he could no longer be familiar with it.

It was an endless sea of ​​dreams, with layers of dreamy light balls on the sea.