Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 302 Klein, your humanity is too abundant.
Even though he was bound by these empty chains, Amon showed no sign of panic. He simply looked at Adam and asked, puzzled, "Why did you get involved in this?"

"To save you, and to prevent you from going further down the path of self-destruction," Adam said casually, flipping through a red-covered book.

“You seem to have gained some humanity,” Amon continued.

"That's right, it's the effect of this special region." Adam closed the sealed artifact 0-08 in his hand and answered affirmatively.

Just as Lucifer's evil intentions disappeared, when He was in this space, His divinity would be tempered with a touch of humanity.

This appears to be a rule, similar to the rule of balance.

This is not a bad thing for him; He can try to get used to this feeling here, which will be extremely effective for His later resurrection.

The ancient sun god will eventually return, regardless of whether He or She ultimately holds the dominant position.

“You’ve already said two sentences, there’s one more to say.” Klein walked up to Amon.

Amon still wore a mocking smile as he looked at Klein:

"Indeed, this mysterious place that contains the Source Castle may have already surpassed the sequence, but you, in your weakness, cannot unleash its full power. As for the others, Adam will no longer attack me, and the other two Sequence Two angels pose no real threat to me. Finally, have you forgotten something?"

"What?" Klein asked curiously.

“In the beginning, my title was… Angel of Time.” Amon curled the corners of his mouth, his tone tinged with mockery.

The monocle carved from crystal on His right eye socket gleamed slightly, and the illusory clock standing on the desolate land behind Him spun rapidly, the second and hour hands constantly intersecting, finally coinciding at a position symbolizing twelve o'clock.

Amon snapped his fingers, and amidst the melodious chimes, the illusory chains vanished.

Mr. Azik solemnly extended his hand, but inexplicably froze for a moment.

Amon stole his thought of using his ability, and in the next instant, he raised his hand and pinched his crystal monocle. His human form disappeared, and on Klein's skin, worms of time began to writhe and surge.

Clearly, He is trying to parasitize him.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t make such a foolish decision.” Adam sighed softly and turned his back.

Klein raised an eyebrow, not stopping the parasitic act, silently counting the seconds in his mind: three, two, one...

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Sure enough, Klein heard the screams that brought him immense pleasure, screams he wished he could record on the spot.

He even felt that the sound of those screams made him want to eat three more bowls of rice.

It's strange, even though it was his first time meeting Amon, he seemed to know about him subconsciously, harboring a lot of prejudice and malice towards him. And the worse Amon was taught a lesson, the bigger the smile on his face became.

A scream echoed through the valley. A beam of white light fell from Klein's body, crashed to the ground, and disintegrated into countless writhing and rolling Time Worms.

“Listen to your brother.” Klein squatted down in front of Amon, took out a nine-ringed steel blade from the void, and with Patrick Star’s blessing, flesh covered it, distorting the shape of the steel blade and turning it into a flesh and blood hammer as tall as a person.

Duang!

Duang!

Duang!

After three blows, Amon, whose mythical creature form had already gone out of control due to the explosion of Octopus Brother's delirium in his mind caused by parasitizing Klein, suffered another severe blow.

"What should we do next?" Klein asked.

"Leave it to me," Lucifer said calmly, extending his hand.

A dense shadow enveloped Amon, and the uniqueness of the Thief's Path within Amon's body began to gradually precipitate out of the Sequence Zero specification.

how is this possible.

At this moment, Amon's mind was filled with absurdity. He really wanted to say one thing—"Father! You're not dead!?"

He certainly knew of the existence of the true Creator, but He did not understand why the true Creator would exist in the case of Adam's existence.

Based on the characteristics of aggregation, as long as they coexist in the same space, they should uncontrollably want to devour each other to fulfill their own need for completeness.

As time went on, Amon's own rank fell from Sequence 1 to Sequence 2.

The uniqueness of the Thief's Path also appeared in Lucifer's hands at the same moment, which he then tossed back to Klein.

The ritual ended, and the oppression on Amon disappeared.

He subconsciously reached out his right hand, trying to take out a monocle made of crystal from the "void" and put it on his right eye.

But this time, he got nothing.

His right hand paused in mid-air for two seconds before he withdrew it and pinched his right eye socket.

He wasn't worried about losing his life here; Adam wouldn't ignore him.

As expected, Adam's calm but emotionless voice soon echoed through the valley: "The deal is done. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving with Amon."

“But I can’t sleep at night if I just let Amon go like this.” Klein’s face was full of innocent expression as he pointed to himself: “You know, I’m just a weak, pitiful Sequence 5.”

“I will keep an eye on him,” Adam said, making his attempt.

“This is not safe. I don’t think even you are confident you can keep an eye on him, even though he has now fallen to Sequence Two.” It was Mr. Azik who spoke.

“I will seal him away when I return, until you complete your Sequence 0 advancement,” Adam began to concede.

"I believe that a qualified service provider should develop an after-sales service plan that meets the client's reasonable demands and expectations." This is Lucifer's statement.

Adam compromised: "What do you think should be done?"

“I can give Amon a chance to be my follower.”

Klein, with a smile on his face, spoke eloquently:

"Simply seal him in an object and let him grow with me. When I reach a high enough position, he will not only survive but also receive my blessing. During this time, he can also gain humanity and complete his normal anchor."

Adam thought for a moment and nodded seriously: "I can't find a reason to refuse you."

Amon's expression froze completely, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Where do you think would be the best place to seal Him?"

“I think the monocle is great, and my nephew Amon likes it too,” Klein said in a very humane way.

“Okay.” Adam had no objection.

“A good suggestion.” Lucifer nodded in agreement. Mr. Azik remained silent, simply standing quietly at the core of the magic circle.

……

Narcissus Street.

Klein returned to reality from the heavens, and unlike before, he was now wearing a simple, antique-looking monocle with exquisite patterns over his left eye.

“Welcome to Uncle’s world, my dear nephew Amon.” Klein mimicked Amon’s earlier gesture, adjusting his monocle.

Amon didn't reply; he was withdrawn.

Klein didn't pay much attention and happily went to church to pray.

As the youngest elder in the family, he decided to announce the adoption of his eldest nephew to the entire family.

While Emperor Roselle was still asleep, the foster care process was completed by the true creator and Amun. All that remained was the child's aunt, the goddess of night, Lady Amanisis.

Church of St. Selina.

As the most orthodox and widely worshipped deity in the Kingdom of Rune, the Church of the Goddess of Night is always packed with people.

Today was no exception, but the hall was not noisy at all. Most believers sat quietly in their chairs and prayed with their heads down, while a small number lined up at the entrance of the confessional.

Inside the church, Klein glanced up at the Black Night emblem on the wall, then bowed his head in a seemingly devout manner, and even drew a red moon on his chest as if to put on an act.

A gaze fell from the statue of the goddess of night, passing over the monocle on Klein's left eye, as if uttering a soft question.

"Nephew, why don't you say hello to your aunt?" Klein adjusted his monocle.

“Your humanity is so abundant that it’s almost insane.” A soft, magnetic voice echoed in Klein’s mind, seemingly trying to soothe his mind.

"This is normal, it will be fine in a few days." Klein smiled, clearly aware of his current condition.

There's an old saying that goes something like this: every gift of fate comes with a price tag, and this time is no exception.

Since Klein used those three evil gods—well, let's just say it was a blessing from those evil gods—he must bear the corresponding price.

This had been confirmed beforehand, so he didn't find it strange at all.

Otherwise, given his personality, he would never have come to the Church of the Goddess of Night at this time to confront her.

He was aware of his abnormality, but he simply couldn't control it.

"I'm leaving." Having delivered the message, Klein removed his hat, bowed slightly to the statue of Amanisis, and turned to leave the church.

But just then, a surprised voice rang out from inside the church.

"Klein, what are you doing here?"

Klein turned his head and saw a very handsome young man.

“Hey! Leonard,” Klein greeted him.

"Why are you acting so strangely today? You're being a little too enthusiastic." Leonard looked at Klein with a puzzled expression. In his memory, Klein was a quiet and reserved guy. Why was he being so lively and cheerful today?

“Perhaps it’s because I just bought a new monocle.” Klein pointed to the monocle on his left eye, then paused, his smile freezing for a moment, before realizing, “It seems I’m wearing it in the wrong place; it should be here.”

As he spoke, Klein moved the monocle that was on his left eye to his right.

"Monolithic glasses? Why would you buy this?" Leonard was even more puzzled.

"Don't you think wearing a monocle looks cool? Or rather, it's very stylish and makes me seem very cultured." Klein gestured with his hands a few times, roughly conveying his meaning.

“Hmm…you seem to have a lot to say.” Leonard followed Klein’s line of thought and realized that he really couldn’t find any way to refute it; it was indeed as Klein said.

"By the way, what are you doing here today?" Klein then asked.

"Oh, you mean this? Megius's baby is in the future."

Speaking of this, Leonard also became somewhat excited:

"The clues you provided are correct. The child in her womb is indeed the offspring of the evil god. If it weren't for you, the evil god would have descended upon her. Klein, you saved everyone, you saved Tingen! The captain has already sent a telegram to the Sanctuary, and I believe you will soon receive a new reward."

"Keep it low-key. As the main character, this is just basic stuff." Seeing Leonard's bewildered expression, Klein patted her shoulder, put his hands on his hips, laughed heartily, and strode away.

Watching Klein's figure recede into the distance, Leonard scratched the back of his head, completely bewildered, and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Old man, don't you think Klein is acting strange today?"

no answer.

"Old man?" Leonard asked again, unwilling to give up.

Still no answer.

"That's strange. One by one they're all acting so oddly. Even the old man is letting us down at the crucial moment."

Leonard felt he must be going through a period of bad luck, so he decided to go to the market to see if he could buy a few strings of amethyst to change his luck.

"So He was hiding here."

After Klein had walked away, Amon, who was residing in the monocle, uttered his first words so far.

"You mean the angel that's parasitizing Leonard's body?" Klein finally realized and chuckled, "I was wondering why a dignified Sequence One would end up like this. Come to think of it, if He knew your current situation, and I released you from your seal for a while, guess what would happen?"

"What a terrible personality," Amon said through gritted teeth.

"Thank you for the compliment." Klein smiled, humming an old-fashioned song as he swayed his body to the rhythm of the music.

Many people around noticed him, and their faces showed strange expressions. If it weren't for the fact that there are no cell phones in this world, they would have been unable to resist taking pictures of Klein's dance moves and posting them online.

Klein knew that once he recovered, he would be so horrified when he looked back on the past few days that he would want to bury his head in the blankets. But that wouldn't stop him from doing his best to be himself during this time.

……

A week later.

When Klein opened his eyes again, he was initially confused, as memories of the past few days flooded into his mind.

As he delved deeper into his memories, his mouth gaped open in disbelief, and his fair cheeks quickly flushed red.

He seems, probably, as if, perhaps, possibly, has died...

(End of this chapter)