Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 514 Trial and Theft

William Augustus suddenly reached out and pulled a pair of golden gloves with strange and mysterious symbols from thin air.

The moment the golden gloves appeared, an aura of majesty spread throughout the entire Kingdom of Rune.

The title "Your Majesty the Emperor" gradually reached the minds of every citizen of Rune, causing them to unconsciously kneel down.

In the Fourth Epoch, the title of "Emperor" was reserved for the ruler of an empire, that is, a Sequence Zero, such as the "Black Emperor".

William Augustus, who acquired the golden glove, was about to become "Emperor".

"You!" Gard II's body stiffened. That golden glove was clearly the last of the "Hand of Order" properties!

"Finally got it..." William Augustus's expression was slightly complicated, but the next moment his expression calmed down.

He put on golden gloves, held the "Scepter of Order" in his left hand, and the "Bronze Book" in his right.

"...Rune forbids storm heresy; violators shall be hanged!"

Augustus gently tapped the "Scepter of Order" in his hand, and words began to appear directly on the "Brass Book," which was Augustus's Judgment.

At this point, the final step of the ceremony has been completed.

The trial was carried out, and the entire Storm Church in the Kingdom of Rune collapsed with a roar, its holy emblem destroyed by the power of the rules!

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The power of aggregation has already manifested itself in the three characteristics and uniqueness, and William Augustus's form is becoming increasingly blurred, moving towards a true conceptual order.

The power of order gradually permeates every corner of the Kingdom of Rune. This is the final step. He only needs to fully inscribe his rules on the land of Rune, and he will be able to truly become order itself. Even if he dies, he can be reborn from order.

"Finally, it's a success..." William Augustus paused abruptly, looking at the "Scepter of Order".

His gaze fell on one of the gems in the "Scepter of Order".

The "Scepter of Order" is, on the surface, an extremely luxurious scepter, adorned with countless gems of various colors.

Now, Augustus was looking at a perfectly round crystal gem, but the more he looked at it, the more it resembled a monocle.

"Amon!" William Augustus shouted coldly.

"You found out..." Amon's figure was reflected in the monocle.

He adjusted his monocle and looked at Augustus with great interest.

This is Amon's true form, which has been hidden here for a long time.

Augustus is currently in a strange state of constant elevation, transforming into order, though he is still a little short of becoming order.

"You want to steal my ritual?" William Augustus sneered.

"Yes," Amon nodded sincerely.

"Adam broke his promise to me." William Augustus's tone turned slightly somber.

"The pact between you and the paranoid was to help you become the 'Judge,' and the pact was completed when you received the last 'Hand of Order.'"

William Augustus frowned slightly. He had reached the final step of becoming a god and could only continue on his own. From this perspective, Adam had indeed not broken the covenant.

William Augustus will need some time to integrate his order into the land of Rune.

"Did you give me the 'Scepter of Order'?" William Augustus asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I searched for hundreds of years at sea before I finally found that ship of the Trensost Empire."

"Then I should thank you."

"You are welcome."

Both of them were angel kings who were only half a step away from Sequence Zero, so their conversation at this moment was quite peaceful.

"What are you waiting for? For your body to be completely ordered?" Amon suddenly looked up and asked with a smile.

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for Pales?" William Augustus retorted.

"Huh? How did you know I retrieved the 'Time Worms' from Pales?" Amon suddenly pulled out a crystal pillar from his body, which was wrapped with countless shimmering "Time Worms".

"You!" William Augustus's pupils shrank, and he finally couldn't help but take the initiative to stop Amon.

"Theft is prohibited here!" A line of text appeared on the brass book, forbidding all acts of theft.

The "wrong" ritual: taking someone else's place in their deification ceremony.

The essence of this ritual is theft.

"Hmm..." Amon also looked at the brass book, a hint of nostalgia appearing in his eyes.

"Did you know? When I was only a few days old, my teacher threw this book into my lap. It's the childhood toy that has been with me the longest."

Amon's voice, like a murmur, echoed in William Augustus's ears, carrying a strange and eerie sense of dread.

But what's even more chilling is the content contained within that sentence.

The prestigious Unique One is actually Amon's toy?!

Yes... He is a student of dreams, the second son of the creator of the Third Age. With such a background, it's not surprising that he would have such a toy...

William Augustus was alarmed and instinctively used his own strength instead of the brass book.

Ammon was even more familiar with the Brass Book than He was, and using the Brass Book might lead to some unexpected events that He did not want to see.

"Theft is prohibited here!"

But in that instant, He suddenly realized why He had believed the "God of Deception".

"Adam!" If William Augustus still had a body, he would certainly have lost the ability to move.

Adam had silently planted a psychological suggestion in His mind, and He hadn't even noticed it!

He found Adam more than a thousand years ago and made a mutual agreement with Adam to become a god.

During this process, He naturally examined His own body and spirit countless times, and also used various related sealing objects for self-diagnosis, but everything was normal, and He never discovered this psychological suggestion.

"The trigger for this psychological suggestion is me. Without my presence, it will always remain a 'daydream' and will never become a reality," Amon said with a smile.

Adam possessed the unique quality of a "dreamer," and was indeed capable of achieving this.

"The paranoid guy and I are brothers, after all. Even though we have different opinions on many issues, we are still much easier to work with than with other people."

Amon stepped out from the crystal lens.

"This area is off-limits..." The words on the brass book flashed again.

"I already told you it was my childhood toy, why don't you believe me?" Amon glanced at the brass book.

At that moment, the words on the brass book suddenly stopped, and a "loophole" appeared in the rules set forth in the brass book, which Amon seized upon.

Amon wasn't lying. His experience in dealing with brass books was unparalleled. He had suffered countless losses because of them when he was young, and he had found the best way to deal with brass books.

The formation of the rules for the brass book also takes time. As long as you seize that fleeting moment, commit fraud, and create loopholes, you can always suppress this uniqueness to some extent.

"You..." William Augustus's ordering was nearing completion, but at this moment it inexplicably came to a halt.

(End of this chapter)