Mystery: Starting from Meeting Amon

Chapter 290 Collecting Magic Potion
At the end of 1951, in the port city of the Balam Empire.

This worldwide war not only caused the deaths of a large number of poor people and soldiers, but also deprived ordinary people of their property and wealth. The price of black bread once rose to one pound.

Those who did not want to starve to death pursued freedom and faith. They picked up guns and pointed their weapons at their former compatriots.

Of course, there are many secret organizations among them, and some members of the Twilight Hermits have become leaders of the rebels.

Nowadays, civil wars and foreign wars continue, and the whole world is becoming more and more chaotic.

In such circumstances, Lewis's anchor became more secure as he promoted his name among the suffering.

Today, Lewis showed fate as usual, turning a poor man into a wealthy man with tens of thousands of pounds in just one day.

Looking at the greedy face of the new rich man, Lewis did not think there was anything wrong. The gift of fate lies in balance. The more you get, the more you will lose.

"Based on the current number of anchors, it is enough for me to be promoted to a true god. I wonder if the other clones have obtained enough magic potions."

Suddenly, Lewis sensed that an extremely dangerous feeling was about to come, and he hurriedly ran away from the city.

The next moment, the house of the newly rich man collapsed, and the newly rich man was crushed under the rubble and lost his life.

The entrance to the spirit world was torn open, and there was a flash of light and a man appeared.

The man had handsome features, silver hair, and gentle eyes with a hint of indifference, as if he was watching his fate as a bystander.

When he saw Lewis running away, the image of Lewis was reflected in the depths of the man's eyes. In his eyes, Lewis was fleeing in panic, but was surrounded by a shimmering river.

Lewis passed the charity center, ran through the second-story residential buildings, and was approaching the edge of the city.

The scenery in front of his eyes suddenly changed, and he appeared outside the charity center again. Behind him, a grayish-white flood appeared, which seemed to be gushing out from the ground.

“It looks like it can’t get away. It’s worth it that I used the breath of the source element as bait and finally caught this big fish.

I just don’t know if Adam or the real creator has come along. I hope they won’t meddle in other people’s business.”

Lewis snapped his fingers, and the sound seemed to cover the entire city. Then, a silvery-white river slowly emerged, swallowing up the previous gray-white flood.

In this river, countless Lewis Harveys crawled out. They generally only had the strength of Sequence Four, but they gave a provocative smile when facing an Angel King.

"It's useless. You can't kill me. You will only become material for my promotion." Countless Lewis looked up and said to Ouroboros.

In just a moment, Lewis covered the streets and alleys of the city. These countless Lewis rushed towards Ouroboros like mad dogs. Various misfortunes overlapped with each other, causing endless thunder and changes in the earth's crust.

The wings of light behind Ouroboros folded up, his body expanded rapidly, his limbs contracted, and dense silver scales appeared all over his body.

In just a moment, a mercury snake spanning half of the city appeared before their eyes.

The mercury snake just glanced downwards, and a row of Lewis were turned into powder. Under the suppression of status and strength, the Lewis who relied on numbers had little room for resistance.

There is a difference in life level between the Angel King and ordinary demigods.

However, the remaining Lewis clones also revealed their own mythical forms, although Lewis's mythical form was only the size of a scale of Ouroboros. But the densely packed number was still terrifying, and even because of the revealing of the mythical form, Lewis was no longer easily killed by Ouroboros's gaze.

The silvery-white river water surged, and countless small snakes crawled all over the body of the big snake, revealing their sharp fangs.

These fangs spread bad luck and caused Ouroboros' body to gradually weaken.

"Roar!"

The next moment, Ouroboros opened its snake head and roared towards the sky. Its body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after shrinking, it burst out with an even more terrifying aura.

One by one, Lewis was trapped in the nodes of fate, waiting for Ouroboros's reckoning.

The huge snake's tail swept past, and all Lewis' clones that came into contact with the snake's tail exploded again, turning into balls of wriggling silver-white liquid.

Ouroboros cleared the field very quickly, and half of the Lewis were wiped out by the attack of the Angel King without any resistance.

"You should have noticed that fate is leaning towards me. Status is not the only factor that determines victory or defeat, but fate is." Lewis shouted, trying to cause some trouble for the Angel King.

Lewis's dead clone turned into the river of fate, gradually swallowing up half of the city.

Ouroboros remained unmoved. He easily killed most of Lewis' clones and his attacks became more and more frequent.

Until one moment, he realized the direction of his fate, and his huge body flew in the sky and fled into the distance.

Above Ouroboros’ head, a quiet night sky enveloped him. Ouroboros passed through the night sky and sank into the silvery-white river.

The eyes of Ouroboros were gradually covered with silver-white. When he regained his sight, he had already appeared in the long river of fate. Countless torrents of fate passed by his eyes, but then flowed away into the distance.

Ouroboros felt that there seemed to be something waiting for him and attracting him ahead of the river.

So, he followed the guidance of fate and searched forward, but he did not find that there was another self left behind.

……

Backlund, an unexpected guest came to the home of Dr. Allen Kress.

Sitting in the toy car, Will Auceptin, who had just learned to walk, raised his head and looked at Lewis Harvey in front of him with mixed feelings.

"Oh, I feel like I have no hope of promotion. You came here this time to get the potion and the uniqueness, right?
Well, I knew it would be like this, I was just a baby after all."

"I'm very sorry. I know it's not easy for you to reach this level, but now, I need the potion and uniqueness more than you do. This even determines whether we can survive."

Suddenly, sparkling silver-white water appeared under Will Auceptin's feet.

Will Auceptin gave up resistance and let the water swallow him until all traces disappeared.

(End of this chapter)