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"The King of Angels originally refers to the eight angels who serve the ancient sun god, the leaders of all angels, and are closest to the throne. Their strength is second only to that of the gods, and is much stronger than ordinary angels.^萬~夲*榊+戦, *追+醉/芯-章¨接\"

"Oh, I almost forgot. You probably have never heard of the ancient sun god. He is a god from the Third Age, the so-called creator of everything, the omniscient and omnipotent god."

Little Sun Derrick was stunned. Isn't this description the existence that Silver City believes in?

Edward did not describe it in detail and continued:

"And the angel who was chasing me was one of the angel kings, the Time Angel Amon."

ah!

Audrey covered her mouth.

Amon?

Alger raised his eyebrows. He vaguely remembered from the church's records that this was the surname of a family belonging to the Tudor Dynasty in the Fourth Epoch.

Priscilla, who had remained silent from the beginning to the end, raised her hand at this moment: "I have heard of Amon. An evil spirit in my body often mentions Him, saying that He is a hateful little crow."

Her words surprised everyone. Could it be that the evil spirit that Miss Death had taken in knew this Amon? Did this mean that the evil spirit was not an ordinary angel?

"Amon is a Sequence 1 Angel from the Thief's Path. He possesses a variety of strange abilities, one of which is the ability to parasitize and replace others. He has countless clones. The one hiding in the City of Silver is one of Amon's clones."

Derrick was not a fool. He realized something immediately. "You mean, this Amon replaced someone in the Silver City?"

"Yes, according to the information I received, he parasitized and replaced... a former exploration captain from Silver City who was imprisoned at the bottom of the round tower."

In the past, Edward would not easily reveal such heavy secret information, which would make him seem a little too "omniscient". But now everyone knows that he has just met the real Creator, and they will definitely think that he heard this information from the real Creator.

Derrick clenched his fists. "What does he want to do in Silver City?"

Edward shook his head. "I don't know about that, but according to Amon's personality, he either does things simply because he finds it interesting, or he predicts a certain moment in the future and makes plans in advance."

"I don't think it's fun to stay at the bottom of the tower in the dark, so He must be waiting for something." Seeing Derrick's reaction, Edward continued, "Although the one at the bottom of the tower is just a clone of Amon, his strength should be around Sequence 4. With the seal held by the Silver City, He should be able to be killed. -n^i?a′o^s/h^u_w/.￠c_o/m￠"

"But there is a saying about Amon: When you find an Amon, it means there are countless of them around. It is difficult to clean them up in one go without special means, so I suggest you don't act rashly."

Edward's words startled everyone, but they soon realized what he meant and felt a chill in their hearts.

Derrick was a little confused when he heard this: We can't just let Amon stay in the City of Silver just because he's difficult to deal with, right?

"So we just leave Him alone?"

He wanted to ask Mr. Fool what to do, but when he thought about how he almost brought trouble to Mr. Fool last time, he held back and didn't say anything.

Edward had an idea on how to deal with Amon in the City of Silver - just like in the original novel, he would deliberately let Derrick go to the bottom of the round tower to arouse Amon's suspicion, and then he would pester Derrick again, and then Mr. Fool would use the paper angel to deal with him.

But the problem is that this trick has been used once at the bottom of the temple. If Amon of Silver City knew this earlier, he might have prepared in advance, which would have been troublesome.

The world suddenly asked, "Mr. Gaota, can you briefly describe the image of Amon... I mean, so that everyone can have an impression of him, and in case we meet him in the future, we can be prepared in advance."

The reason why Klein asked this was because he thought of the person who attacked him on Minsk 13. At that time, Klein felt a consciousness invading his brain, and he felt as if he had lost control of his body and consciousness - isn't this the "parasitism" of the thief's path?

Plus, the first time I met that person was when I was praying to Little Sun in the God-forsaken Land...

So these two may be the same person.

Chapter 360 Edward also forged a diary

Edward thought for a moment and said seriously, "I don't recommend that you have any impression of Amon, because if you really meet Amon and show the slightest sign of knowing Him, then He will definitely attack you without hesitation. Otherwise, perhaps you will just pass by each other and nothing will happen."

"Let's put it this way. If anyone still wants to know Amon's image, raise your hand and let Mr. Fool help us block out the others. ·Zero′point, read*book￠ _Mian_Fuel`粤^独~" He looked at Mr. Fool, "Okay, Mr. Fool?"

Of course Klein has no problem with that. "Okay."

Then only the world raised its hand.

Derrick originally wanted to raise his hand, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea. He needed to go back and discuss it with Elder Lovia first.

After blocking everyone else, Edward said, "Since Amon likes to parasitize various people and experience different lives, his appearance and clothing are also different, but his original body generally likes to wear a black classical robe and a pointed hat of the same color, black curly hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, and a thin face."

"Most importantly, He likes to wear a crystal monocle every time He appears."

As he spoke, he materialized Amon's portrait.

It really is Him!

Klein's heart sank. The guy who attacked me and seemed to want to snatch the gray fog was actually Amon - an angel king whose strength was second only to that of the gods!

I was complaining about Edward's ability to stir up trouble, sometimes provoking demigods, sometimes provoking angels. But I'm not much better, the first person I met was the King of Angels.

In addition, I had previously divined the Eternal Sun and the True Creator above the gray fog, so it seems that I am more capable of courting death than Edward.

Is this the legacy of the Tarot Club?

Klein's reaction made Edward a little confused: "What's wrong with you, Klein?"

"I..."

Klein gritted his teeth and said, "I was attacked by Amon two days ago."

"ah?"

Edward was shocked.

That's not right. How could Amon find Klein so early?

In the original novel, the "reputation" of the Tarot Club spread far and wide, which aroused Amon's interest. Then Klein teamed up with Pales and the little snake to hunt down one of His clones. In addition, he showed up to disrupt George III's ascension to the gods, and was framed by Medici, so he was finally caught by Amon.

But now...none of this happened.

Edward suddenly looked him up and down and asked carefully, "Then how did you escape?"

"Yes... a lady in a hooded classical robe suddenly appeared, causing the Amon to retreat. But I have never seen that lady before, so I don't know who she is or why she saved me."

Oh, it turns out that it was the goddess who took action.

Edward secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Klein would suddenly take out a monocle and put it on him.

"Do you know who that lady is?"

"have no idea."

Edward shook his head. This was a "development game" between the Goddess of Night and Klein, so he should stop talking.

At this moment, Klein suddenly thought of something, "What about you... You said you were being hunted by Amon, so how did you escape?"

"I actually barely got rid of one of Amon's clones with the help of others."

"Who? The friend you met in the God-Forsaken Land?"

"No, it's the daughter of Emperor Roselle, the mysterious Queen Bernadette."

Klein: "????"

He immediately typed a string of question marks, "Wait, why is the mysterious queen also in the God-forsaken Land?"

"She was trying to save me, and was taken to the God-forsaken Land by the angel who had captured me."

Edward shrugged. "Anyway, it was just a series of coincidental events."

"An accident?"

Klein looked at him suspiciously. "You mentioned before that you knew the mysterious queen, but... are you really that close?"

"This... is another story. Are you sure you want to tell it in front of Mr. Fool?"

Klein: "There is a problem. There is definitely a problem."

After that, he turned to Mr. Fool and said respectfully: "Mr. Fool, you can remove the shield now."

"Um."

Mr. Fool nodded calmly, waved his hand gently, and then said, "Is there anything else you want to discuss?"

Audrey and the Hanged Man, who were about to speak, immediately shut up. They then remembered that according to the previous Tarot Club procedures, they usually presented Emperor Roselle's diary to Mr. Fool after greeting each other, then entered the transaction phase, and finally had free communication.

However, in these two Tarot Clubs, the members encountered emergencies one after another, which seemed to have disrupted the previous process. Is Mr. Fool unhappy?

"there is none left."

At this time, Alger quickly turned his head and looked up, and said humbly:

"Dear Mr. Fool, I have collected three new pages of Roselle's diary this time."

Klein smiled and responded, "What do you want to exchange them for?"

Alger bowed his head and said carefully, "Mr. Fool...please forgive my rudeness. I hope...I hope to accumulate these diaries in exchange for your angel's blessing on me."

After finishing speaking, Alger lowered his head even more. He knew that compared to the blessing of angels, these diaries were nothing, so he hoped to seize the opportunity to accumulate them slowly.

Mr. Fool held the materialized diary and looked at him in silence. This invisibly put more pressure on Alger. He couldn't help but regret why he made this request in a fit of anger.

In fact, Klein was just hesitating. After so many Tarot sessions, he was quite satisfied with the Hanged Man who liked to use his imagination. There was no problem in folding a paper man to protect him.

But Klein knew that the Paper Angel could only play a role in certain special situations. But if Mr. Hanged Man encountered a powerful enemy and asked the angel for protection, wouldn't that be a mistake for him?

After thinking for a moment, Klein decided to tell the truth: "Okay."

"These three pages of the diary can be exchanged for one asylum, but I must remind you, don't count on the angel's protection to help you solve any difficult enemies."

"It can only provide you with a simple layer of protection."

Alger was overjoyed as if he had heard a holy voice. He quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Fool." It was good enough to have protection. He didn't dare to be picky.

Besides, what Mr. Fool said about "simple shelter" was only from Mr. Fool's perspective. In fact, wasn't the angel that was pestering Mr. Sun easily purified and expelled by Mr. Fool's angel?

Fors watched silently from the side. Ever since she knew that Mr. Fool was collecting Emperor Roselle's notes—or to be more precise, his diaries—and that members of the Tarot Club could use these diaries to exchange for answers to certain questions or even items from Mr. Fool, she had been trying to acquire them. Unfortunately, she hadn't seen even a single diary in such a long time.

Seeing that Mr. Hanged Man had actually exchanged three pages of his diary for the protection of an angel, Fors was filled with regret - Audrey and Edward had asked her and Xio to help receive a lot of diaries!

If I had those diaries, maybe I could directly exchange them with Mr. Fool for the formula or even the materials for Sequence 7!

Ahhhh!

That's a huge sum of money worth one or two thousand pounds!

Fors couldn't help but want to raise her hands, cover her ears and scream loudly, but she immediately thought of something and her heartbeat quickened slightly. Fortunately, I have gained something else.

Edward also materialized two pages of diary and said, "Mr. Fool, I collected two more pages of Russell's diary this week. Just like before, I accumulated them."

Mr. Fool smiled and said, "Okay."

Then the two pieces of yellow-brown parchment came into Klein's hands. He lowered his eyes casually and read at a moderate pace: