Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 479 Ahha gave me humanity

Without much small talk, Amon immediately entered a fully realized mythical creature state.

A weathered, ancient stone clock comes into view, its dial divided into twelve unequal sections by gray and black, each containing different, mysterious, asymmetrical symbols.

The three pointers, of varying lengths and seemingly composed of "time worms," ​​then bounced lightly, producing a crisp click.

This forced Pales to unleash his power once more, and another bell, seemingly from an infinite distance, rang out to help Leonard resist the pollution.

At the same time, the air around Amon was deceived, believing itself to be a solid seal.

The next moment, Pales made a motion as if he were pulling a bowstring out of thin air.

"Huh?" Leonard saw Pales pull a semi-transparent bow out of thin air, with illusory winds swirling around it.

At some point, Pales stole and deciphered some of Leonard's destiny energy, and based on this, developed some abilities.

Amon was not greatly affected; in less than a second, He easily broke free from the restraints and returned to human form, but His entire body was still filled with unparalleled pollution.

He raised his hand and gently pushed up his monocle. Through some kind of loophole, he merged with the Church of Bones, becoming a figment of imagination, without a real body.

But it was no use; a hole suddenly appeared in his chest, from which a cyan hurricane burst forth as if it were a tangible force.

Pales hadn't even loosened his grip on the bowstring.

"Heh, interesting." Amon scratched his chest, stole the wound, and then let the arm explode out of thin air, turning into a pile of golden worms.

These golden worms grew larger and larger, seemingly wanting to transform into Amon's clones and besiege Pales.

But something unexpected happened: these "newborn" Amons were killed the moment they appeared, unable to even grow to the sixth sequence stage.

Furthermore, His severed arm could not be restored in a short period of time.

“You’re out of touch, Amon.” Pales smiled and loosened his grip on the bowstring.

The arrow flew out carrying the hatred of the Zoroaster family, which had been hunted by Amon for thousands of years.

Snap! A crisp snap of fingers rang out.

Amon and Leonard suddenly switched positions, and Leonard, unable to dodge in time, could only watch helplessly as the blue arrow hurtled towards him and pierced his chest.

Amon stole and switched his fate with Leonard's, and appeared behind Palles in a different position.

However, nothing happened.

The arrow was aimed at the "past," and had no effect on the "future."

when!
Another bell rang.

But this time, it was not Pales who rang the bell, but Amon.

Everything inside the Church of Bones came to a standstill, except for Amon.

From Leonard's perspective, Amon's fingers grew out of Palez's face, as if easily piercing through a phantom without substance.

This is the absolute suppressive power of the Angel King of this path over lower-level extraordinary beings.

As for Pales, His strength had only just recovered to Sequence Two.

Then, Amon's palm swiftly moved downwards, passing through Pales's face, neck, and chest, heading straight for his heart.

By simply taking Pales's heart, He could steal Pales's extraordinary qualities along with his life through a small deception.

At the same time, a gash appeared on Amon's left shoulder, and a new left hand emerged from it, reaching out to grab Leonard.

As the embodiment of the thief's unique path, and as the angel king who is a "deciphering scholar," Amon saw through one of Pales's trump cards at a glance.

He created a way for the original body to be resurrected in a deeply connected avatar after death, but in doing so, it would lose its Sequence 1 extraordinary properties and be passively demoted by one level.

It is clear that the only usable clone of Pales when he was resurrected was the Time Worm inside Lennar's body.

Originally, He had given Palles many opportunities to let him go, to send Leonard away from here, and to make Him lose the will to fight to the death in this battle.

But Pales did not choose to do so, and instead kept him on the battlefield.

Given this, Amon would not choose to leave this threat alive.

But just as Amon grasped Pales's heart, Leonard suddenly moved. He nimbly rolled to the side, dodging Amon's grasp, while Amon's own hand moved in another direction.

Amon's spiritual intuition seemed to be misled, causing him to misjudge the direction Leonard was avoiding.

Leonard, having successfully dodged, looked up, his dark green eyes now turning gold.

"Oh?" A smile appeared on Amon's face.

Amon's wound on his left arm suddenly worsened, and a swift gust of wind tore half of Amon's body apart in an instant.

Pales manipulated Leonard's body and, through some means, instantly increased the "power" of [Hunter], tearing half of Amon's body apart in an instant.

But Amon still managed to seize the heart of Pales's true form.

The heart rapidly transformed in Amon's hands, becoming a crystal pillar formed by the convergence of light and shadow, within which numerous "Time Worms" with twelve segments swam and roamed swiftly.

"Old man, your extraordinary abilities are utterly useless!"

Phew!

That's the sound of a hand piercing through a chest.

…………

In the Astral Realm, on the battlefield of Sequence Zero, night has completely replaced twilight.

With the return of Thorsna, the "God of the Necromancer," the anchor of the God of War quickly swayed, while the anchor of the Goddess of Night rapidly rose.

The situation has become completely one-sided.

The demon king Fabuti abandoned the god of war immediately and chose to flee.

The initial reason He allied with the God of War was that He felt a deadly threat after the seal was broken.

This is an instinct from the devil; the devil can sense when someone has the ability to harm him and takes action.

Therefore, He found the God of War and chose to cooperate with him, using part of the hidden authority of "Twilight" as a backup plan for the God of War.

But He never imagined that the source of the threat would be Torzner, who had become Sequence Zero.

In His view, Thorzna, lacking a Sequence One property and having his adjacent pathways occupied by himself, had no chance of advancement unless Thorzna chose to become a half-mad Old God.

Unexpectedly, Thorsner quietly took a different path and became the god of misfortune.

But just as He was about to leave the Astral Plane, Torzner and Rosell simultaneously raised a hand, pointing it at Fabti and Lilith respectively.

[Distortion], [Restriction]

Aren't you supposed to remain neutral?

Fabti looked at Rosell in shock. Before this, he had not sensed any malice from Rosell.

No, do you really believe it?
Roselle, seated on the Iron Throne, propped his head up with one hand, raised the other hand towards Lilith, and gently twisted it.

He had long ago spread his malice toward Fabti throughout the world through the power of the Aggregator.

As Roselle twisted, Fabuti suddenly realized that his own aberrant nature had lost its connection. And with Torzner's grasping motion, Fabuti realized he couldn't escape the Astral Plane. Just now, when Fabuti tried to control Lilith, he had used the extraordinary abilities of aberrant beings within Lilith's "desire."

Roselle's distortion was to twist this extraordinary ability into the extraordinary characteristics of the Sequence One Abomination belonging to Fabuti.

As for Thorzner, He bound Fabti to his own desires, and Fabti was unable to leave until he killed Thorzner, obtained the Prisoner's uniqueness, and the remaining two Sequence One properties.

A vibrant flower bloomed at Lilith's feet.

Those were flowers nurtured by the "desire" in Lilith's heart.

The flower bloomed, and a glowing object appeared in the center. It looked like a dark tree with eyes covered in white blood vessels and twisted arms.

This is an extraordinary characteristic of divine abominations.

call!
Fabuti's body rapidly split open, bleeding profusely. This blood ignited upon contact with air, bursting into an illusory and eerie purple flame.

He decisively burned away his own desires and the connection between himself and that divine evil nature.

His body immediately broke free of its restraints, as if he had suddenly lost the ability to fly, and fell from the astral plane.

"Hi~"

Joyful laughter filled Fabti's entire body, permeating his body composed of desires, and transforming all the "desires" in his body into "joy".

He fell into a split mouth, which came from a giant smiling mask.

The mask quickly folded and deformed into a colorful gift box, then shrank to the size of a fist, and finally fell into Serres's hands.

With a smile on his face, he rapidly rose, transforming into a symbolic concept, and entered the astral plane.

What came into his view was the corpse of the God of War and a few people exchanging spoils of war.

Originally, even if the Goddess of Night suddenly gained a lot of power, she could only suppress the God of War.

But with Fabti's escape, the 1v1 duel between the real man and the real woman instantly turned into a righteous four-on-one battle.

Unfortunately, the God of War does not have the ability to take on four opponents at once.

Amanises tossed the "Crimson Moon" he held in both hands to Lilith, while Thorzner bent down and picked up the extraordinary properties of the divine abomination from the flower on the ground. Rosell, on the other hand, turned and entered the collapsing divine realm of the God of War, retrieving the "Book of Trensost Brass."

Everyone has a bright future.

Serres arrived in the Astral Plane, walked to the corpse of the God of War, and made a tearing motion.

Soon, the four extraordinary traits of "Glory" and the two extraordinary traits of "Hand of God" were separated from it.

The remaining part of the Twilight Giant's body collapsed, most of it turning into clumps of orange-red twilight that pierced through the tranquil darkness and fell back into the real world, leaving only a small portion remaining in the Astral Plane.

"Can I borrow this to play with?" Serres waved his left hand, which held the six extraordinary properties, in front of Amanisis.

Amanises glanced at it, nodded, and the veil covering his face concealed his expression.

"Thank you," Serres said, then tossed the small box containing Fabti into Torzner's hands.

Inside a small, unnoticed chapel on the outskirts of Backlund.

A devout priest, dressed in a simple white robe and sporting a light golden beard, opened his eyes, revealing a childlike clarity and innocence.

He calmly took out a bottle of golden potion from his robes, unscrewed the cap, and poured the liquid into his mouth.

…………

Phew!

A hand pierced through Amon's chest.

Behind Him was a man dressed almost exactly like Amon, wearing a classic black robe and a pointed soft hat.

The only difference was that he didn't wear a monocle, but instead wore a mask with a circle drawn over his right eye.

This is the joyful Amon who has embarked on his destiny.

He entered the Church of Bones through his connection with Amon and the power of corruption, and carried out a flanking attack without Amon's knowledge.

He was like a hacker who broke into the "Amon Network," disrupting some of Amon's senses, thus bypassing Amon's spiritual intuition to carry out the sneak attack.

Who would be wary of themselves?

Amon noticed that the hand piercing his chest had an eye on it—a purplish-red eye with white circular patterns inside. Meanwhile, the wound where he had been pierced began to flicker incessantly, like a faulty television set.

At the same time, a mysterious "virus" was implanted in his body, eroding his physical and spiritual bodies, attempting to cause his spirit to disintegrate and his body to gradually become silicon-based.

“Old man, your extraordinary abilities are the most useless thing.” Joyful Amon repeated what he had just said.

“You? Ha, interesting.” A glint flashed across Amon’s monocle.

"So, why did you betray us?"

Joyful Amon paused for a few seconds, then smiled and replied:

“Aha gave me humanity.”

The next moment, the magnificent building that overlapped with 7 Pinster Street rapidly disintegrated.

The collapse was very methodical, starting with the dome, then the arches and walls, and finally the dark stone pillars.

The falling item did not hit the ground; it disappeared in mid-air.

The figure of Amon, with a hole pierced in his chest, disintegrated inch by inch along with the collapse of the entire Church of Bones, as if he were also a figment of imagination, something whose existence could be dissolved at any time.

"Oh dear, it wasn't a one-hit kill." Huan Yu A Meng's tone was quite regretful, as if he were chatting with a good friend.

"What a pity."

"Yes, that's a pity. You can be more careful next time." Amon comforted the clone that had failed to ambush him, just like a good-natured person.

Joyful Amon watched as Amon exploited the "loophole," using the end of the "illusion manifested" at the Church of Bones to make himself a figment of imagination, detached from Backlund, his face still bearing a smile beneath the mask.

No one knows what he did, but the gradually collapsing Church of Bones suddenly stopped, and Amon, who had disappeared along with the church, also stopped disappearing.

However, with the disappearance of most of the church that isolated the astral plane from reality, Amon was immediately exposed to the eyes of the gods.

Leodorus, who had just finished the battle of the gods, immediately turned his gaze towards it.

Boom!

Thick dark clouds had appeared in the sky at some point, and a ball of lightning the size of a house, trailing a silvery-white streak, slammed into the still-uncompletely collapsed Church of Bones and the two Amons.

Suddenly, tiny cracks appeared on Amon's monocle made of crystal, and the pointed soft hat on his head collapsed.

Pleasant Amon was emitting black smoke, but perhaps because his mask was of better quality than the monocle, at least his mask was not damaged.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" He asked Pleasure Amon, who still had his hand lingering on his chest. "You might get struck dead."

"It's still early, let's chat some more," Huanyu Amon replied with a smile.

"Okay, let's chat some more then." Amon didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Even after his face twitched uncontrollably, he still maintained his smile.

(End of this chapter)