Chapter 794 Death of Demigod
In the northwest outskirts of Backlund, in the woods near the Macht family's Elk Manor.
Insects, mice, and birds continuously emerged from the mud, bushes, and behind tree trunks, quickly approaching an ancient tree whose bark had been blown off and whose trunk had been broken. Most of them lost their abilities along the way, or had their spiritual threads directly stolen, leaving them twisted and dying in the corners. However, there were always some that were lucky enough to avoid the successive "thefts", opening their mouths, some large, some small, and making low "bang" sounds.
As the ventriloquist-like onomatopoeia continued to sound, air cannons were fired one after another, smashing heavily on the tree trunk that was already overwhelmed.
"Why!"
Following a sharp, hysterical roar, the last few insects with transparent segments struggled to crawl out of the holes in the tree, twisting and squirming. Many three-dimensional patterns floated on their bodies, causing the "secret marionette" who saw them to quickly lose its ability and its life.
But there are only a limited number of annelids, while the creatures around us that can be used as secret dolls are almost infinite!
The rats and worms continued to approach, launching simple but powerful air cannons, using the most extreme firepower to suppress the surviving translucent worms, causing them to twist, deform, and disappear.
After several rounds of bombardment, the "thief" demigod, who had lost control and split into many worms that looked somewhat like the "worm of time", finally stopped moving. The only sound left in the woods was the rustling of leaves in the breeze.
A moment later, the tall Raphael, holding a rapier, stepped out from behind a sturdy tree and cautiously approached the center of the almost razed battlefield. One of his leather shoes was missing, and his white socks were browned by the mud. The gate to the underworld between his forehead was wide open, revealing a cold deathly aura. Behind him was Enuni, a dark-skinned servant from the Southern Continent. This "winner" held the "Death Knell" revolver in one hand, helping his master to bear the possible negative effects, and held up his trousers without a belt with the other hand. Finally, there was Klein, wearing a tuxedo with an open collar, revealing his neck and collarbone, and his appearance had transformed into Gehrman Sparrow.
He should be dead... I didn't expect a crazy demigod to be so difficult to deal with, stealing both abilities and clothes. And my guess was right: the mythical creature form of the "Thief" demigod is actually a bunch of worms... Klein sighed, preparing to have "Hell General" Raphael approach closer to explore the way while he himself collected the extracted Beyonder characteristics.
At this moment, a burning sensation coming from the inner pocket of his tuxedo made Klein stop. While directing the marionette to continue investigating the situation of the "thief" demigod, he took out a folding mirror with sharp edges and a somewhat exaggerated shape from the bag.
After opening the metal cover protecting the mirror, Klein discovered that the dark red sticky substance on the mirror had evaporated. The mirror then turned dark, and a face with long black hair and an unimpressive appearance gradually emerged.
"Angel..."
Klein breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter who appears on the other side of the mirror, the only person who can communicate with him through mirror communication is the one who created this magic mirror.
"Well, it's me... Are you at Elk Manor now?"
The greetings emanating from within the magic mirror, accompanied by some noise, reminded Klein of the old-fashioned walkie-talkies he could only see on television.
Will there be interference in occult communications?
Klein was a little confused, but soon discovered that the background behind Angel was the distinctive twin bell towers of St. Samuel's Church. He guessed that it might be caused by the seal inside the church to defend against foreign enemies.
"I noticed your Stand had vanished, and I thought you'd arrived at Elk Manor and begun a battle with that thieving demigod. So I rushed over, only to encounter it on the verge of losing control, its transformation from a rat into an incomplete mythical creature. I had no choice but to deal with this threat, which could endanger the servants within the manor... Fortunately, you're alright."
Klein used the marionette's vision to search the battlefield, looking for bugs with translucent segments, while holding the magic mirror and continuing to explain the course of his battle.
On the carriage leaving Macht's house, he realized that something was wrong the moment the mirror double left by Angel disappeared. Without any hesitation, he jumped off the carriage and asked the coachman to go home first. He pretended to return to the ball, but actually took the secret doll and used the "teleportation" ability of the Wriggling Hungry Grazing to go to the suburbs.
Congressman Macht's Elk Manor was not far from the North District and could be reached by teleporting in just one go. However, when the man and two puppets landed, they found that the manor was quiet in the middle of the night and there was no fierce battle scene as they had imagined.
Only then did Klein realize that Angel had not arrived at the manor, but had most likely encountered an accident along the way.
"I wanted to divine your location, but the 'Secret Holy Symbol' blocked me. Fortunately, Hazel's position and speed can be determined by divination. Based on the time it took for your stand to shatter, I can determine your approximate location... Is it the Tussock River?"
Klein spoke quickly but logically. Seeing Angel nod, a smile appeared on his lips:
"However, as I was about to leave the manor, the 'thief' demigod, who had parasitized and controlled a rat, suddenly attacked me... Perhaps it was losing control, its mind in disarray, and it subconsciously mistook me for an enemy. I had no choice but to lure it out of the manor and eliminate it in the deserted woods, lest it target the ordinary people here after I left.
"As for the outcome of the battle, I can only say that a madman who lacks even the instinct to flee cannot defeat a 'trickster' who possesses a marionette and is ready for battle."
As he spoke, Klein turned his gaze toward the razed forest. Once he got close enough, he could clearly see all the spiritual lines around him. Apart from the neatly arranged marionettes, there were no other spiritual creatures.
"That's good," Angel in the mirror breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly. "I did encounter some accidents along the way, but the problem has been resolved. I'll tell you the details later... You'd better leave that manor as soon as possible. If my guess is correct, there may be other 'Amons' searching for the 'thief' demigod."
Amon!
The smugness of defeating the demigod and the joy of knowing Angel was unharmed vanished instantly. All that remained was a numb scalp as if struck by an electric current, slightly dilated pupils, and countless thoughts flooding his mind.
Is the Blasphemer Amon also looking for this Thief Demigod?
After forcing himself to calm down, Klein immediately understood what Angel meant.
The other Amons... It seemed the trouble she encountered was with one of Amon's "clones," and she had already dealt with him. During the battle, she received information that the other clones were searching for the thieving demigod... The changes in the demigod on the verge of losing control might have attracted the attention of the "Angel King," causing Him to send Backlund's clones to gather here in an attempt to appease the demigod, or perhaps... parasitize it, absorb it, and become a member of Amon?
Klein found this idea terrifying, yet it also strangely fit the style of the legendary "blasphemer."
He still remembered how he had returned to Backlund in high spirits after being promoted to the "Trickster" and how he had believed he could initially confront the Angel King who was searching for him and the "Fool".
Of course, at that time, Klein believed that his divine power after being promoted to a demigod could hide the peculiarities of the gray mist on his body, and Amon wouldn't discover it so easily. He didn't think that a Sequence 4 himself could really fight a Sequence 1 Angel King, even if it was his clone.
Therefore, there is only one thing to do now...
Quickly following his inner thoughts, Klein didn't bother to continue communicating with Angel. He asked Raphael, who was closer to the original location of the ancient tree, to ignite the dead leaves on the ground with a snap of his fingers. He flashed to the center of the battlefield in a flame, searching for the Beyonder characteristics or remains of the deceased "Thief" demigod. Enuni returned to his side.
The other insects and animals that were still being used as temporary puppets gathered together, carrying dead branches or tree barks, and set them on fire in various strange postures. They lay motionless in the rising flames and gradually died.
The whole scene looked like a weird mass animal suicide.
Klein produced a paper figure, allowing it to represent all the mystical connections of the marionettes. He then burned it to ashes, completing the initial counter-divination.
Of course, after leaving this place, he would definitely go to the gray fog and use that mysterious power to "disinfect" himself.
He didn't want to be like "Sun" Derrick, wandering around with Amon, who had a translucent body, a pointed hat on his head, and a monocle in his right eye, but knew nothing!
After doing all this, Klein looked at Raphael, the former Admiral of Hell and current wealthy bodyguard, anticipating his final discovery.
If you haven't found it yet, leave immediately, otherwise...
Suddenly, a dark figure walked out of the bushes out of the corner of his eye. He was in his early twenties, with black hair and black eyes. He was wearing a black vest, black trousers, black leather shoes, and a black soft hat, almost blending into the night.
"Tsk tsk, being forced into this by a 'weird wizard' who doesn't even have a half-mystical idol..."
A smiling voice reached Klein's ears, but he had no time to care about what the other person said. His eyes quickly locked onto the figure's right eye.
There was a single crystal lens there.
Amon! The Amon that Angel mentioned is looking for the thief demigod!
Without the slightest hesitation, Raphael, with a rapier slung over his waist, returned to Klein's side amidst the flames and put his arm around his shoulder. Enuni, who was closer, did the same.
Under the interested gaze of the drably dressed Amon, Klein and the marionettes quickly became transparent, entering the spirit world and disappearing.
"Heh, the 'Strange Mage' of the Black Night family... He seemed to recognize me as well and fled without hesitation..."
Amon pressed his glasses on his eye sockets and said with a smile.
A translucent insect with twelve segments flew back from where Klein had just stood and burrowed into his chest.
"What a shame! In two seconds, I could have initially parasitized him and understood his purpose... But he should be here to solve the trouble here, just like that witch... But they all know me, which is a bit unusual. Could it be..."
Muttering to himself, Amon looked up at the crimson moon, which was only half visible in the sky, and then cast his gaze towards the center of the woods, which was in ruins after being blown into pieces by the air cannon.
"How pitiful, you can only parasitize half-dead animals and don't even have the strength to break away from the host... Are you a descendant of Jacob?"
He asked in a flat tone.
"Yes, yes...you know, know my ancestors?"
Suddenly, a faint answer came from the shallow pit where soil, bark and wood chips were piled up, with confusion, hesitation and excitement like grabbing a life-saving straw.
"Of course I know. To be honest, I've even seen some of them." Amon laughed again, stepping on the dead branches and leaves, slowly approaching with a rustling sound, his tone full of teasing. "Instead of waiting for death in this broken body, why don't I teach you a method that can instantly restore your strength, give you a healthy body, and even promote you to a higher sequence... Hmm, maybe you can even become the King of Angels and reach the pinnacle of life?"
As far as Amon's eyes could see, a snake with only half of its body left and blood still oozing from the severed end was struggling to raise its neck, as if it didn't believe that the other party had such a "method".
But it soon began to twist in fear, speaking in human language with an extremely terrified tone:
"You are, Amon the Blasphemer!"
It recalled the secret legends of its family, and its snake body began to twist madly. But soon, with an angry roar, the "Thief" demigod, who had already consumed most of his spiritual power in the crazy struggle within his body and was on the verge of death in Klein's attack, stopped struggling and slowly collapsed to the ground.
"What a shame! If you had used your last bit of strength to escape the moment you saw me, you might have had a chance. But you became interested in my words, harboring a faint hope, and instead gave up struggling... Haha, after living in the bodies of mice and insects for so long, have you almost lost even the most basic rationality?"
Amon did not stop until he was close to the half snake's body and his toes almost touched it.
"Unfortunately, Jacob's remaining descendants have dispersed into small, unconnected families to avoid our pursuit, so the legacy has long been lost. The potion doesn't contain the corresponding knowledge... Who was so despicable as to delete the information that should be obtained for advancement?
"Ah, it's me."
With a light laugh, Amon watched as tiny specks of light flew out from the snake's body and landed on his own body. He immediately took off his right monocle, wiped it with a piece of black silk, and continued to talk to himself:
"You should go back to Backlund first. I saw something interesting in Flora Jacob's fate."
The bushes around him swayed, leaves moved, the grass rustled, and as Amon put his glasses back on, the woods around him became silent again.
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