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The smile on Amon's face froze for a moment. As the "ancestor" of thieves, he was actually defeated by someone using [stealing]?

He was about to use his old trick again, but Edward had already anticipated it: "Enlarge, stealing is prohibited here.^s^a?n?g_b/o\o+k!.`c?o·m?"

Good, good, good!

Almost at the same time, the blade of flesh and soul chopped down towards Amon's head. His figure suddenly disappeared, avoiding the fatal blow and parasitizing in Stifel's body.

"Enlarge, parasitism is prohibited here!"

The second ban came.

A worm of time popped out from Steph's body and quickly transformed back into Amon's appearance. His monocle flickered, and Steph seemed to be suddenly immobilized, and froze for a few seconds - this was Amon's deception.

Unfortunately, his stagnation did not last long. Amon once again deceived the rules of physics and gained an extremely fast speed to evade him. Stif had already woken up and chased him again.

Edward hid aside and asked calmly, "His condition seems not right. What happened?"

Amon grinned. "Oh, I just mixed his two personalities together in a dream, and then he became an irrational madman."

Edward: "…"

You are so damn capable.

As Amon was running away, he suddenly said, "Hey, let's talk it over. The guy who brought us in obviously wants to use us to accomplish something. If we keep fighting like this, we'll all die soon."

Edward was immediately surprised: Were Amon and Stifer brought in by someone?

Who has this ability?

"You mean, we should join forces?"

Edward had a million doubts in his heart. How could Amon actually join forces with others?

However, Edward was praying to himself and responding to his prayers at this time, so he was not afraid of an Amon clone. At worst, he could just end the summoning and return to Sefirah Castle.

"Since you knew this, why did you try to trick me just now?"

"That was just a joke on you."

"Oh, then I think this Holy Angel is also joking with you."

Using his deception ability once again, Stifel was frozen in place. Amon spread his hands and smiled, "Since you put it that way, I don't care. I'm just a clone anyway. If I die, I die. I'm not afraid of death."

"hehe."

Edward simply laughed off Amon's statement that he was "not afraid of death".

Even though they are Amon's incarnations, they are essentially the same person. Throughout the book, the most obvious manifestation of Amon's humanity is "fear of death."

However, it seemed that this situation would not be good for him, so Edward thought for a while and said, "I don't mind trusting you once and 'cooperating' with you, but what about this angel? Do you know how to make him return to normal?"

Amon scratched his cheek and said, "Well, maybe the only option is to kill us?"

"die."

Steve suddenly stopped chasing, and the madness in his six eyes seemed to calm down a little. Three of his heads looked at Edward and Amon, and he used a low voice to intercept the word "death" in their conversation - he seemed to have finally remembered that he was not just a "berserker" who could only chop people.

Edward felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly. He took a step back behind the illusory door and isolated himself from the follow-up power of the obscene words by hiding in "another" space.

Amon grinned, and taking advantage of the loss of the forbidden power, he reached out to Edward again.

This bastard tried to steal my "door"!

"Zoom in, stealing is prohibited here."

Amon's stealing was interrupted again. Due to the erosion of death, time worms appeared on his face, hands and body. After a moment, all the wriggling disappeared, and Amon's hair had a layer of white, resisting the power of death.

Stifel took the opportunity to get closer, and chopped down fiercely with the blade of soul and flesh. When Amon tried to escape, he intercepted the "forbidden" in Edward's words just now, and cut Amon in half with one knife, turning into a sky full of time insects that scattered downwards.

After killing Amon, Stifer immediately turned to Edward, and the left side of his head switched to a new extraordinary ability.

Frantic!

In an instant, Edward's mind was in chaos and his body was out of control.

"Flash is prohibited here."

As Steve approached, he stopped Edward from flashing. The blade of soul and flesh pierced through the door of illusion, breaking the barrier between the two "worlds" and stabbed fiercely into Edward's body.

Tick. Tick.

Balls of light slid down Edward's body one after another, and as they fell, they turned into insects made of bright starlight. The bodies of these insects bent into a semicircle, forming a wonderful light, like a series of illusory doors.

Bang!

The next second, Edward exploded like a firework made of insects and disintegrated.

After completing the two kills, Steve was stunned. He seemed to have lost his direction all of a sudden, and the madness in his eyes quickly faded away.

After a while, the heads on both sides retracted with a movement, and "He" floated onto a huge stone pillar. He pinched his fingers towards his chest and threw it into his own shadow on the ground.

At the moment when his shadow came to life, Stiver completely regained consciousness - he used the power of [Fallen Shadow] to separate the evil and corrupt personality in his heart, combined it with the shadow, and separated from himself.

Then he stomped his feet lightly, and the animated shadow turned into a piece of armor, which was worn by Him.

"Aren't you guys coming out yet?"

Steve's expression became calm again and he spoke calmly.

"Ah, Sequence 2s with brains are much more sensitive than those without brains."

Amon seemed to walk out of the void, "You said so?"

Edward also showed up, but he was still wary and stayed away from Amon and Stifer.

Amon asked curiously, "The illusion you created was able to deceive a Sequence 2...even though it was a crazy Sequence 2. Who recorded it? Zaratul?"

Edward didn't answer, but just said: "What's next? How do you plan to 'cooperate'?"

Chapter 549 Hall of Honesty

Amon smiled and said, "I can't say for sure, but just don't try to find a way to trick me."

Edward suddenly laughed out of anger: Are you talking about yourself?

Who could be more sinister here besides you?

Amon glanced in the direction of the Hall of Honesty and said, "When Stifel was chasing me just now, he basically circled around here, except for that palace. So let's go there first. I have never been to the old dragon's palace before."

"Did you just see a frost dragon fly into the palace?"

Amon shook his head: "I didn't pay much attention."

Steve said he was even less clear.

"That's weird. The resurrected Frost Dragon is only a Sequence 4 at best. How could it hide from the two of them and enter the Hall of Honesty?"

Was it... intentionally leading me here?

What does it want to do?

Who was the person who "put" Amon and Stifo into the book? What was their purpose?

Questions popped up in Edward's mind one after another. He thought it was just an easy time for a max-level boss to return to the novice village to show off, but the plot took a sudden turn for the worse and became completely incomprehensible.

Even if you use Bolenggai to think about it, you can tell that there must be something dirty hidden in it.

Amon then approached the gate of the gray-white palace and said, "We spent so much time looking for the City of Miracles, but we didn't expect that the old dragon would hide it in a book. He is indeed the Dragon of Imagination. He is really amazing."

Stifer said nothing, followed him and walked straight into the huge door.

Amon turned around and looked at Edward who was still hiding far behind the illusory door, grinning, "Aren't you going to follow me?"

"You go first."

"Oh, what a cautious guy."

After the two of them entered the palace, Edward took out the gold coin and tried divination, but it fell out of his hand as expected - the divination failed.

No one knows if it's because of the Fantasy Dragon Angerweed himself, or the pollution from the Chaos Sea sealed inside.

Edward frowned, and suddenly thought of something. He reached out and took out the paper crane of the little snake Will Auceptin from his space pocket and wrote quickly: "Can you see it? I have something to talk to you about."

...

In Trier, inside the palace of Intis.

Christine walked into the low-key and luxurious king's bedroom, and she had no problems walking through it without encountering any obstructions - not because of her superb ability of invisibility, but because no one was trying to stop her.

At this moment, Trier was plunged into chaos in the night, with fights among Extraordinaries occurring in multiple areas, involving multiple forces such as the Witch Cult and the Iron-Blooded Cross, and involving double-digit high-sequence Extraordinaries.

The two older generations of the Intis royal family, Sequence 3 and Sequence 2, had already been dispatched, working with the church to deploy Sealed Artifacts to put out fires everywhere. The royal palace, on the other hand, had become lax—it was unclear whether they really didn't care, or if they did it on purpose.

clatter.

Christine paused, looked at the young man in gorgeous clothes sitting on the golden chair, and nodded slightly: "Good evening, Your Majesty."

After a silence, the young king Doloren Solon said in a clear voice:

"Good evening, ma'am."

He sat up straight, with a slightly confused expression: "Logically, shouldn't you be busy looking for those brass pillars?"

Christine smiled and said, "Yes, I came here for the eighth pillar. Oh, by the way..."

She stretched out her slender fingers and held a brass stick. "I don't know who threw this as a 'greeting gift' when I came to the palace not long ago."

As she spoke, she threw the stick towards King Doloren, who caught it with his hand and put it aside.

"You... know the real use of the brass pillar?"

Christine nodded. "I guessed it."

"Magnify His spirituality so that He can influence the outside world through the seal, and then use the eight pillars - the seven subordinates He once trusted most and His own mausoleum, use the telepathic communication of the War Bishops, and use them as His anchors to disperse the influence of madness on Him."

Doloren asked, "What else?"

"And? I don't know."

The king was silent for a moment, then said, "The effect of dispersing the madness is only temporary. What He really wants to do is to use the brass pillar to attract seven or more demigod hunters or witches as prey, as 'sacrifices' to replace the remaining souls of His subordinates, to completely get rid of the madness, and then to break free from Trier's underground."

"Oh, no wonder the people who got the news about the brass pillar are mainly witches and hunters."

King Doloren pinched his fingers and whispered, "So, you shouldn't have come."

"When Fomonda Solon breaks free from the seal, Trier will be destroyed. His 'resurrection' will come at the cost of the entire Trier... and even the Kingdom of Intis. /Ka?Ka~Xiao^Tax?Wang` ?Has already published the most painful\cockroach-踕_"

Christine was surprised and asked, "You don't seem to want to see all this, so why do you keep helping Him?"

"I was deceived by Him."

The young king smiled miserably. "I thought I was admired and respected by my ancestors, and that I was the future of Intis. I thought that helping Him to 'revive' and unlock the seal would add a powerful helper to the Sauron family. I thought that He was sealed by others because of being framed and jealous."

"But those are just my 'thoughts'."

"From the beginning to the end, Fomonda Solon was a person who only cared about himself. That's why he fell into madness when he was promoted to Conqueror and had to be sealed underground in Trier."

"But by the time I understood this, it was already too late."

Doloren continued, "So far, He has killed four witches and hunters of the demigod level. He will succeed soon."

Chrysemaina asked doubtfully, "Aren't there only four? Even if I'm included, there are only five of us. There are still two short of the seven demigods you mentioned. Ha, as far as I know, several brass rods seem to have been lost. Can His plan still succeed?"

"...and the two from the Soran family?"

"…"

She was slightly stunned, and said in surprise: "He is... really courageous."

Christmena thought for a moment and said, "However, you just said so much, but overlooked some things."

"What?"

"Church, do you think they will sit back and watch Trier be destroyed?"

Doloren whispered, "It seems that Fomonda Soran has already reached an agreement with the church. The Seven Gods need a new red priest."

"Heh, but... for someone who has such a hard time advancing to Sequence 1, why would the Seven Gods believe that He has a chance to advance to Sequence 0?"

Christine smiled. "If the church really reached a so-called 'agreement' with Him, it was just to use Him to test the situation of the Tudor ruins left in Trier. - San. Ye-Wu_ `Chasing. Crime_Core￠Chapter^End￠"

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked to the side, "What do you think, Fomonda Soren?"

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

With the sound of heavy footsteps, a man in rusty blood-red armor walked out of the darkness. His eyes were bloodshot and crazy, like a ferocious beast that had lost its mind, and his breath was terrible and twisted.

"The last one."

He moved, and turned into a ball of scarlet and pounced towards Christine.

Christine simply stepped back slowly, and the moment the other person approached her, a translucent hand stretched out from her chest and slapped the person.

Bang!

Along with the blood-red armor, it exploded into pieces in an instant, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The king was stunned.

Christmena walked slowly towards the direction where the armor appeared, with a relaxed and smiling tone:

"Fomunda Solon, here I come."

...

The villa at No. 7 Rose Street,

Little Snake Will Auceptin leaned against the window and looked outside, holding his chin with a worried look on his face. "Hey, could it be that fate's revelation was wrong? Why is Trier suddenly in dire straits? Isn't something serious going to happen?"

He held his head and cried:

"I can't tell the difference, I really can't tell the difference!"

Suddenly, Will paused, feeling something, and his eyes widened, "Wow! Trier's big show hasn't even ended yet, and another one has already begun?"

"The drama over there doesn't seem to be any smaller than here!"

He pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time, then closed his eyes and said, "There's nothing to talk about. All I can do is give you some good luck, but I can't guarantee how much of a role it will play. +咸^鱼/阅读`书¨伏? `已￠發`发布¨最^欣*璋`洁?"

"You...just wish you the best."

As He said this, He climbed onto the bed with small steps, covered Himself with the quilt, and exhaled: "I'd better do what I should do at this age. Good night, everyone.

May you still see the sun tomorrow."

...

In the world of "Groselle's Travels".

After Edward finished writing on the paper cranes, he did not choose to fall asleep. He waited patiently for a long time. Suddenly, he heard the little snake's voice in his ears: "There is nothing to talk about... I will give you some good luck... You can only wish for yourself."

The little snake actually received it. The power of the Path of Destiny is sometimes really strong.

Frankly speaking, Edward was already very satisfied that the little snake could bring him good luck.

After all, the two sides had only met once in the past period of time and simply chatted for a few minutes, far from any friendship. He seriously suspected that the reason why Xiaoshe gave him such face was probably because of Lilith's face.

However, since the little snake did not say anything to stop me after learning about my situation, it means that entering the Hall of Honesty might... maybe... shouldn't be that dangerous?

yes,

The biggest danger has always been Amon!

Edward knew, of course, that the "cooperation" he was talking about was all nonsense. Regardless of whether he could sense the aura of Sefirah Castle on him or not, Amon would definitely be more interested in him.

But He probably realized that He was as hard to catch as a loach at this moment, so He wanted to delay for some time - just like He did in Trier before, when He used the "coward".

Edward waited patiently for several more minutes before he flashed to the door, "Occlumency... shouldn't be useful in front of the Hall of Honesty, right?"

Despite this thought, Edward still used the brain-blocking technique to construct a nursery rhyme.

He walked through the gate that was once used for dragons to enter and exit, and came to an exaggeratedly large and magnificent palace. At this moment, he felt like an ant that had strayed into a human residence.

On both sides of the palace are huge stone pillars, forming a hall.

On both sides of the hall, there are colorful murals that extend forward and meet behind a half-column that requires an unknown number of people to hug.

The huge pillar stood in the deepest part of the hall, right in front of us, like a petrified god.

Amon and Stifer were standing about ten meters away and didn't go too far inside. They looked up at the gray-white figure outlined on the giant pillar.

When they saw Edward coming in, they took steps forward at the same time.

"You can imagine how powerful a dragon must be at its peak, but even so, it was still defeated by Him."

At this time, Amon's voice echoed in the hall.

"Is this my voice? Oh, here, whatever you think in your heart will echo in the hall."

"Tsk, it's true."

Just as Amon's voice disappeared, Edward's voice rang out: "A group of ducks swam under the bridge in front of the door. Come and count them. Two, four, six, seven, eight."

Chapter 550: The Dragon of the Heart

"???"

Amon and Stifo looked back at the same time in confusion.

"Oh, we can only read shallow thoughts mechanically here. That's easy... Throw the handkerchief, throw the handkerchief, gently..."

Amon Yoyo said: "If I were the old dragon, I would come back to life and beat you up right now!"

With the accompaniment of the nursery rhyme, Edward looked at Amon and asked, "Amon, what are your plans?"

Amon smiled and said, "Of course..."

He had just said a few words when His voice echoed in the hall, "Of course, I will first see what the situation is here, and then parasitize you to see what's wrong with you."

"Oh, how could I say that?"

"Sorry, I'll rephrase it."

Edward looked at Steve again: "What about you?"

"Get out of here first, then I'll kill you."

Stiver had no intention of hiding anything.

Okay, okay, it's really my blessing to "cooperate" with these two!

Edward complained, and the "background music" in the hall changed to "Hide and seek, hide and seek..."

As for Amon and Stifo, they naturally quickly used their own methods to avoid the Hall of Honesty from reading their thoughts.

"Do you know a witch named Lilith?"

The moment he heard the question, Steve's originally calm expression changed a little, "I know him."

"Did you know that Lilith was killed by Amon and Chick working together?"

Stifer said coldly: "I know."

Amon immediately raised his hand and said, "Hey, it has nothing to do with me. It was done by the original body. Besides, did you forget to mention that paranoid? It was "Him" who planned everything. I was just helping him."

After a pause, he said, "By the way, who are you and why are you so interested in Lilith?"

Upon hearing this, Steve looked at Edward a few more times, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

Edward did not answer, but continued: "Why did Adam want to kill Lilith? Is there any hatred between them?"

"What specific reason does a paranoid person need to kill people? Isn't it just His way of saying the trend of the times?"

"Why didn't Lilith's ascension to God conform to the trend of her time?"

Amon smiled and said, "He said that both the Original Witch and the Red Priest are very special god positions, involving some very important matters. These two god positions must have undergone gender transformation during the promotion process."

"Lilith has always been a woman, so she is naturally not suitable to be an original witch."

"Gender change? Why?"

"How should I know?"

Edward fell into deep thought. Was that why Lilith turned to collecting the extraordinary characteristics of the Conqueror? Was she really going to become a Red Priest?

But something is still wrong.

If this is true, then Adam's plot to trap Medici can be explained, but why did he help Tudor? He is also a man, and helping him to become a red priest is in line with the trend of his time - or a crazy red priest who was forced to jump!

Um?