Mystery: The Undead Don't Die from Linking the Fire

Chapter 153 I don't understand what you're saying at all

In response to Amon's question, Ember casually asked:

"Is it possible that it was just luck?"

Amon lowered his right hand, which was holding his monocle, and saw the image of Yu Jin reflected in his eyes. He smiled and said with great interest:

"That's interesting."

He hadn't originally intended to fight Yu Jin to the death, as it would be pointless. The reason He suddenly appeared was twofold: firstly, since Yu Jin had come to dig up his grave, it was reasonable for Him, as the master of the tomb, to come out and meet with Yu Jin, right?

Secondly...

"What's behind the door?" Yu Jin suddenly asked.

"you do not know?"

Amon looked surprised, seemingly taken aback by Ember's question.

Ember retorted, "Should I know?"

"No, it's normal not to know."

A meaningful smile gradually appeared on Amon's face as he replied casually, "But there's nothing to hide. That door connects to the abyss, and I can use it as a springboard to travel back and forth to the Forsaken Land."

Just a moment ago they were fighting to the death, but now they are chatting happily like long-lost friends.

Ember asked thoughtfully:

Is the "Abyss" connected to the "Forsaken Land"?

"No."

Amon shook his head and said frankly, "But I can use some of its properties to go anywhere."

Amon glanced discreetly at the wall in the corner, now just a huge, empty hole. He had originally intended to sacrifice himself to salvage the door, since the passage was quite convenient. But Ember clearly wasn't fooled; even after his 'death,' he didn't give up digging up his grave, and the 'door' was ultimately destroyed.

Although it is regrettable, this loss is still within His acceptable range.

Amon pushed up his monocle over his right eye and said with a smile:

"I think we can actually have a serious talk. There's no irreconcilable conflict between us, is there?"

Yu Jin nodded slightly: "Continue."

Amon's lips curled into a slight smile when he saw Ember agree, but the next second he saw Ember casually draw the Lorian Greatsword from his back.

"..."

Amon's upturned lips returned to normal, and he shrugged, "If you want the Source Castle, I can actually give it to you. The last invasion of the Source Castle was just an accident. You know me, I like adventure. But I don't really want to bear that fate, nor do I necessarily want to become 'Mysterious.' That would only cause the original owner of the 'Source Castle' to be resurrected in me, just like 'The Original' was resurrected in my father."

"As you can see, I am not even a true god, but just an ordinary Sequence 1. I cannot bear such a fate, nor do I want to, so..."

Ember suddenly interrupted Amon, asking earnestly, "What is Source Castle?"

"you do not know?"

Amon looked surprised, and was about to explain when his expression suddenly changed slightly, as if he had finally realized something. His expression gradually became strange. "What did you do to me?"

Although He was always talkative, today He spoke excessively, even revealing much important information. And He shouldn't have said these things to Ember, because He should have seen long ago that Ember knew absolutely nothing about it!

Despite his immense power, enough to make even his father wary, and having lived since the end of the Second Era, he remained utterly ignorant of many things. In fact, his ignorance was excessive, so excessive that even Amon sometimes suspected he was faking it.

"You finally realized it."

Looking at Amon's reaction, Yu Jin shook his head and said, "In fact, I used the term 'pretentious person' on you from the very beginning."

"A pretentious person? What's that?"

Amon raised his hand and adjusted his monocle, making no attempt to hide his confusion and bewilderment. He had seen the Profane Tablets; among the twenty-two pathways were similar abilities, but clearly, they were two different power systems from those used by Ember. To him, Ember was a strange black hole; all the abilities he used were completely unknown to Amon.

"I just made that up."

Ember shrugged, not intending to explain in detail to Amon. After all, they were enemies.

Seeking suggestions

The Miracle of the Lost.

Being able to receive generous advice from others,

Even those who have no remaining fire in their bodies can use it.

The standards of ordination reside in the faith.

Therefore, they do not need advice from unknown sources.

Nevertheless, this miracle has been passed down through generations.

Let those who are lost continue to see a glimmer of hope.

"That's a real shame."

Amon sighed, raised his hand and pinched the top and bottom edges of his monocle, instantly splitting his figure into two.

Amon's numbers increased, but only slightly. He possessed the ability to spread his clones widely, but chose not to do so.

The separated Amon and the Amon standing in place both looked at Ember, their eyes behind the monocle already gleaming with a chilling light.

"Wait."

Yu Jin took a step back and quickly said, "I have another question."

The Amons exchanged glances, then simultaneously turned their gazes to the embers, and said in unison:

"What's the problem?"

Although they responded to Ember's words, the Amons didn't even wait for Ember to ask a question! One of them instantly stole the distance between Ember and them, while the other simultaneously stole Ember's thoughts—indiscriminately stealing any thought in Ember's mind, preventing him from reacting immediately.

As he completed all this, both Amon simultaneously pounced on Ember, intending to parasitize him! If he were parasitizing an ordinary person, this wouldn't be necessary. But the target was someone even his father feared, and these two clones were far too weak, making the process naturally more complicated!

However, just as Amon lunged at Ember, Ember, who had been so close, suddenly lowered his body and disappeared from sight. Both Amons froze on the spot, seemingly bewildered by the loss of their parasitic target.

When Ember reappeared, he was already behind Amon. The 'Carthus Milky Ring' allowed him to become invisible while rolling, and the 'Sleeping Dragon Signet Ring' concealed the sounds he made, making it easy for him to flank.

At this moment, he stood up again from his stealthy roll, wielding the Lorian Greatsword in both hands, calmly watching Amon's back.

It must be said that the ability to steal another's thoughts is indeed terrifying, but unfortunately, Amon's ability to steal has its limits, especially his clones. Just a moment ago, Amon and his clones stole distance and successfully stole his churning 'thoughts.' But unfortunately, the thoughts in Ember's mind were chaotic. The instant Amon stole his thoughts, the thoughts in Ember's mind had already formed a queue: churning, churning, churning, churning, repeating endlessly!

Even if Amon stole it once, or even multiple times, the rolling of the remaining members of the queue could still easily move Ember's body. And Amon obviously didn't have the ability to lock on, so he couldn't accurately pinpoint Ember's location immediately after losing sight of him.

The Amons, both those wearing monocles and those without, squinted simultaneously, straining to search for Ember's figure in their surroundings.

But the next moment, one of the Amons caught a glimpse of a broad sword tip out of the corner of his eye! Looking to the side, he saw that the other Amon was frozen in place, and a giant sword was about to be swung down at his lower back!

"Bang!"

Before he could react, a terrifying force, powerful enough to tear him apart, shot him forward, spinning several times in the air before crashing into the ground like a humanoid cannonball. The impact created a massive crater several meters deep in the marble floor, which had withstood the test of time for thousands of years.

Around the giant pit, countless black insects, poised to pounce, surged towards the crater, heading straight for Amon, who hadn't yet risen, as if to devour him completely! Immediately following, a mass of remnants from the crater, seemingly capable of incinerating everything, flew from the high platform into the pit, engulfing Amon's figure entirely! That remnant of the crater that once gave birth to demons still possessed the terrifying power to burn everything even now!

The already sunken pit was instantly melted away, its area more than doubling in size, and its depth unknown! Only the marble at the pit's edge, seemingly burning and melting, shimmering with scorching light, spoke of the horror of the remaining debris. As for Amon in the pit, he had long been swallowed by the warm bed, and even the Time Worms he left behind had been turned into nourishment for the flames.

"Is this necessary?"

Looking at the fate of his other self in the pit below, Amon sighed, "I'm actually dead already. You're just desecrating my corpse."

Seeing the fate of his clone, Amon seemed to empathize with it and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Ember, gripping the flaming Lorian greatsword, stood behind Amon and comforted him:

"Don't worry, you'll get the same treatment."

Amon's hand, which was holding his monocle, froze for a moment, and he refused, half-jokingly:

"No thanks, I'd rather not receive this treatment. Why don't you just give me a quick death?"

"Alright."

Yu Jin nodded slightly, holding the Lorian Greatsword in his right hand while holding a Yorshka Holy Bell in his left.

A soft golden light appeared above Ember's head, casting a golden magic circle beneath his feet. Soon after, the holy bell in Ember's hand vanished, replaced by a burning flame of magic. Ember gripped the flame and, in the next instant, slammed it against his chest.

"A vow as firm as gold and stone!"

"Inner potential!"

Finally, the pyromancy fire disappeared as well, and in its place appeared a Lothric banner.

"Clang!"

The military flag was planted on the ground, and a soft white magic circle slowly appeared, enveloping the figure of the embers within it.

Amon watched with interest as Ember stacked buffs in front of him, neither intending to steal Ember nor taking the opportunity to parasitize him. He clenched his right fist and gently tapped it on his monocle.

"interesting."

The military banner was retracted the instant the formation was revealed. Ember gripped the hilt of the Lorian Greatsword with both hands, causing the greatsword to blaze once more with its sizzling flames. At Amon's smiling nod, the blade struck His 'delicate' body.

"Bang!"

The heavy sword blade pierced straight through Amon's body, slicing his flesh in an instant and rapidly vaporizing it in flames. With a single strike, Amon's clone vanished completely, leaving only the corpse of a Time Worm to fall to the ground with a thud.

Ember glanced around, making sure there were no remaining clones of Amon, then turned and headed away from the main tomb.

Although Amon sent more clones this time, their strength was far inferior to the last time. Without exception, all the clones only possessed the strength of a weak Sequence 4, and there wasn't even a single Sequence 3 clone. Although they all possessed angelic essence, this also meant that these clones were essentially discarded pawns. From the beginning, Amon never intended to rely on these clones to accomplish anything; he merely sent them to gather information.

Amon attempted to extract the information he desired from Ember, sacrificing a portion of his clones in the process. Ember, in turn, obtained some information from Amon—such as the resurgence of 'Mystery' and 'The Beginning,' and 'Source Castle' and 'The Abyss.'

Ember was quite receptive to this information because, in a sense, it was all part of his own experience.

-

In the land forsaken by God, in a deep darkness of unknown location, a bolt of lightning ripped across the sky, illuminating the surroundings. By the light of the lightning, a heavy, wide, gray-white building could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the ravine.

The figure was dressed in a black classical robe and a matching pointed soft hat. He had black curly hair, black eyes, a broad forehead, and a thin face. It was indeed Ammon.

He raised his hand and pinched his crystal monocle, turned his head to look to his left, gazed into the distance, and sighed with a smile:

"Just like before, the extraordinary ability hasn't returned."

Amon shook his head. Although he had lost some clones, he could have as many as he wanted. The only important thing was the extraordinary characteristics they possessed; the loss of those extraordinary characteristics was the real loss.

However, these things aren't really important. As long as you "consume" a few more Extraordinary individuals with the Thief pathway, this Extraordinary trait can be easily replenished. And—

"It was all worth it."

Amon's lips curled up slightly; he had obtained the information he wanted.

Although he lost some clones, he at least managed to get a rough idea of ​​what the Embers were capable of. If he hadn't known about their abilities beyond the twenty-two paths beforehand, he would have suffered greatly when facing them later.

This time, obtaining crucial information using only a small, insignificant clone was undoubtedly a worthwhile deal. Furthermore, with this information, he could make a more accurate assessment of the Embers, for example—

"From now on, let the clones avoid him."

Amon shook his head. Although the extraordinary characteristics contained in one or two clones were not many, losing a large number of clones at once would cause him a headache due to the loss of these extraordinary characteristics.

PS: Yangzhi has coverage and cannot coexist with Jinshi Oath. However, Jinshi Oath can coexist with any spell buff, and the Military Banner buff lasts for three seconds.

(End of this chapter)