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

Chapter 427 You Killed You

Before anyone knew it, hundreds and thousands of Ammons appeared in the palace one after another.

Some of them were men dressed as postmen, some were ordinary birds, and some were creatures so small they were invisible to the naked eye.

Without exception, they all wore a monocle made of crystal in their right eye.

At the same time, Amon smiled, opened his mouth, and uttered words that normal people could not understand.

These words intertwined, forming a terrifying and insane babbling:

"You overlooked the Primordial Witch, who has already obtained the uniqueness of the Red Priest and become a dual-path true god."

"Even the goddess of night would find it difficult to maintain secrecy under His obstruction."

"You're too impatient. You should wait until Roselle comes out of the disordered country before advancing your own rank. That way, I'll hardly have any opportunity to invade."

"But unfortunately, you don't have a second chance. The outcome of this battle of gods will not change..."

"Give up! You've done enough."

"Give up becoming 'Mystery,' give up Source Castle, and I can let you continue being your 'Fool,' with two Sequence 1 Angel Kings."

"And I will take the risk of the Celestial Venerable's resurrection for you, and bear the gaze of the Outer Gods for you."

"With the authority of 'error' as its foundation, I can become 'mystery' and the past in a single day."

"And isn't this exactly what you've been hoping for? No number of true gods could take you directly to the 'Origin,' but the Old Ones could."

"Once I become the Old One, everything you desire will be granted, and the Primordial One will be utterly destroyed."

"We share a common interest in this, so you don't need to worry that I'm lying."

"Of course, you might still worry that I support the First Flame, but that possibility has never existed. We simply use our relationship, and if it comes down to who is more trustworthy, I would choose the Ember, just like you."

"Even though he's on your side now, as long as I can become 'Mysterious,' I can also be on your side..."

"As for Adam, He was not my only father, and I can also support the true Creator."

"You should know that what I'm saying is true."

Amon knew perfectly well that Klein couldn't possibly believe him, and no matter how much he said, it wouldn't make a difference.

But Amon's goal was never to make Klein believe, but merely to corrupt Klein's mind with his delirium—Klein was currently in the midst of a fierce battle with the "mystery," and any external interference would break the balance he was barely maintaining, especially Amon's "wrong" delirium.

He doesn't need Klein to believe him, because His words themselves are full of traps.

In any case, it wouldn't waste any time for Him. On the one hand, He had enough clones, and each "Time Worm" could form many words with just one word. On the other hand, He forcibly combined the information, so that one word could represent a lot.

In that instant, the babbling of Amon and his ilk echoed wildly in Klein's mind, like sharp blades piercing his spirit and tearing his mind apart!

The balance he had carefully constructed seemed to crumble under the onslaught of these delirious ramblings.

This is the moment Amon has been waiting for. When Klein's balance is completely broken, his true form can take advantage of the situation and reap the benefits!

And as it turned out, Amon's plan was effective.

Klein was indeed confused about his own identity because of His delirium, and was completely powerless to maintain the dam he had built to stop the surging flood. He could only teeter on the brink of losing control under the repeated onslaught of the flood!

Because it wasn't just Klein who was affected by Amon's delirium, but also the revived will of the Celestial.

In other words, Amon's delirium not only disrupted the balance established by Klein, but also spurred a further revival of the Celestial's will!

"Give up..."

Leave everything to me...

"This time, I will not accommodate any other source matter..."

"I will not help the creatures you want to protect, but I will not harm them either..."

"It's not that I'm keeping my promise, it's that they're too weak to even deserve my attention..."

"This will be a forbidden area for the Outer Gods..."

"..."

The double delirium tormented Klein's mind, bringing his will to the brink of collapse.

Amon's lips curled up slightly; everything was going according to plan.

In this palace, no one will disturb them, and Klein, who is at a crucial moment, is no match for them.

The victory in this divine war is already in His hands!

The number of avatars in the palace gradually decreased, as they were all absorbed into Amun's body, making him whole again.

Even though Klein is now almost unable to resist Him, the resurrected will of the Celestials is still a considerable problem. Therefore, Amon still needs to be in the best possible condition to face this challenge, and thus, returning these avatars to the main body is something He must do.

However, when the last clone returned to the main body, and when Amon took a step towards Klein, ready to reap the rewards of victory...

His eyes suddenly became vacant.

"Surprised?"

He heard his own voice in his ear, with obvious mockery, in the tone he always liked to use.

"You've neglected yourself."

Klein, who was wearing a semi-transparent mask, suddenly opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his lips, and said casually:

"You're right, I was too impatient, but guess why I was in such a hurry?"

"It's true that Roselle is trapped in the Land of Chaos, but the Embers can easily help him escape; it's not difficult."

"Even if Ember doesn't intervene, Rosell will still be able to leave after some time. By then, when I advance further, I will naturally be even more powerful, because you won't have any extra beings to stop Rosell."

"Under the order established by Russell, you wouldn't even have a chance to get close to me."

"You think I've overlooked the Primordial Witch, but in fact, I've always taken her into consideration. Although she has never expressed her stance, I've always considered her an ally of Adam, and I don't expect any being to remain neutral in this war of the gods."

"I've even considered that the Lord of Storms might reconcile with Adam."

"While the possibility is small, it's not entirely impossible."

"In my initial assessment, this war of the gods, just as you can see, was at my disadvantage on every level."

"But correspondingly, this is also your best opportunity, and even your only opportunity, so you will definitely come!"

"And if I wait for Russell to return before getting promoted, you'll have almost no chance of success."

"At that time, you will definitely hide because you feel that the chances of winning are too small, so even if I have the Source Fortress, it will be difficult to locate your position."

"Once the barrier disappears, you might even escape directly to the outer heavens—although there's a risk of being captured by the Outer Gods, you should take that risk. Because if you can't become a 'Mystery,' you certainly won't let me become one."

"To be honest, harming yourself and others fits my stereotype of you."

"Oh, right, this isn't my speculation, it's you. Or rather, your alter ego."

"No one knows you better than yourself, and it turns out that He... or rather, you were right."

Klein’s tone was very relaxed, but to Amon, his voice sounded like pure babbling!

Amon can corrupt Klein, and Klein can certainly corrupt Amon in return. With the blessing of the Source Castle, Klein can further revive the Celestial Will within Amon's body. This effect of corruption is even greater than that of Amon!

With the interference of Amon's delirious ramblings gone, Klein gradually regained his balance, even pushing back the Celestial Venerable's will in an instant!

Yes, he has always had the ability to deduce the truth, and he could have been promoted to the Fool long ago.

But he kept waiting, barely maintaining his balance, just to wait for Amon to arrive!

Now, Klein no longer needs to pretend.

In an instant, his body split apart, dissolving into a thin gray mist and a dark liquid.

The gray mist and black liquid mingled, and countless fleshy, worm-like growths appeared on the surface. Then, they intertwined to form a semi-transparent, dark cloak.

Beneath the cloak, there was no body, only darkness.

This process is very brief, lasting less than two seconds.

Amon's dazed gaze returned to normal for a moment as his true form gained the upper hand and regained control of his body.

But when He opened His eyes, He saw only a blank, illusory mask beneath the semi-transparent dark cloak.

That's a 'fool'!

Amon's thoughts became chaotic once again, as if his IQ had been forcibly lowered.

In an instant, the other Him gained a moment to catch his breath and once again wrested control of the body from Amon!

His true form and his clones are like two chess players, and His body is the chessboard, while the countless Time Worm clones are the chess pieces.

In the beginning, the main body controlled almost all of the Time Worm's clones, except for the one that betrayed them.

Without Klein's interference, He could have crushed the traitorous clone in an instant.

But under Klein's delirium, His brief daze allowed the traitorous clone to corrupt even more clones, turning the original white pieces into black ones, and instantly turning a large area of the chessboard black.

Although the white pieces still occupy the vast majority, they ultimately allowed the black pieces to gain a foothold on the board.

Despite Amon's efforts to suppress the black pieces' living space, allowing them to turn white again and regain control of the board, he still managed to win.

But the moment the Fool was born, Amon and the white pieces he controlled all froze. The black pieces, which had almost been pushed off the board, made a comeback, frantically polluting the surrounding white pieces, allowing the black pieces to occupy half of the board in the blink of an eye!

Faced with attacks from both inside and outside by his clone and the "Fool," Amon is now almost in dire straits!

At the same time, Amon's own voice resounded in his mind:

"Are you trying to ask me why I betrayed you?"

"I know you don't want to ask, but I still want to tell you."

"Yes, that's right, I'm influencing you with my delirium, but what can you do about it?"

"I didn't do it voluntarily, you should understand that, but He gave me so much."

"The moment I realized I was free, I knew that once you discovered me, I would be completely erased."

"I have no choice but to cooperate with Him."

"But my clone, which is cut off from the main body, cannot pose any threat to the main body at all."

"Unless the original entity actively accepts me and allows me to become a part of you again."

"Only when you and I are a whole can I achieve the desired effect."

"You'll definitely understand, after all, I'm you! What I do means you'll do the same."

"So, why don't you give up? Give me control of your body, and I won't continue to cooperate with Him. Because I don't want to be someone else's stepping stone. I don't aspire to be mysterious, but I won't give up my own uniqueness either."

"He cannot tolerate you, you should know that very well."

"If it is you who regains your will, He will definitely erase you. So give up and give me your body."

"We are one; the original body creates the clones, and the clones simultaneously create the original body."

"If that's the case, can you really tell whether you are the original body or I am the original body?"

"Even if we can distinguish them, why bother distinguishing them so clearly? Aren't we all just ourselves?"

"Give me your body, and we'll still be Amon! Except I'll be the original, and you'll be the clone."

"It's the same as before!"

Those black dots stirred up a storm of delirious ramblings in Amon's mind, frantically ravaging his spirit.

Just as He did for Klein.

But the true form is still the true form. Amon forcibly regained his clarity, looked at the 'Fool' before him, and asked:

"Where did you find him?"

He already knew the answer, because when the clone merged into the main body, He already knew everything about the clone.

So before Klein could even taste it, Amon asked himself the question and answered it:

"Cherobius?"

"I thought the clones there were just killed by you, like the clones I lost before."

"Although the extraordinary ability didn't return, this isn't the first time, so I'm not surprised at all."

"I just didn't expect you to keep it hidden for so long, only using it now."

The black pieces are frantically eroding the white pieces, and Amon's true form has less and less time to be conscious. His expression alternates between clarity and confusion, and his voice is therefore intermittent.

"But I should have thought of that earlier. Even if I didn't know all this, I should have been wary."

"Someone misled me and prevented me from thinking in that direction."

As Amon spoke, he suddenly let out a sneer:

"Adam, He had already decided this all along, didn't He?"

"I will sacrifice myself for His future, just as He sacrificed Medici."

He shook his head and sighed:

"I knew Adam was unreliable, how could I have believed him...?"

Amon seemed dazed for a moment, but when he regained his senses, he did not continue the previous topic.

"Amon" looked at Klein standing in front of him and raised his hand to adjust his monocle—

Then, He removed the monocle made of crystal.

"Amon" clicked his tongue:

"To be honest, I really don't want to give it to you."