Chapter 806 Laying a Trap
Above the gray fog, three figures sat down in different positions, looking at each other without speaking for a while.
This week's Tarot Club had just concluded. Originally, except for Mr. Fool, the remaining ten members should have returned to their bodies under the crimson light. However, in response to the World's request, the three-person team dedicated to eliminating all of Backlund's Amon clones remained to continue discussing related matters.
This made Angel almost certain of Mr. Fool's attitude towards the matter.
There is no doubt that He is also happy to see the "blasphemer" Amon suffer a setback, perhaps because some of the actions of this Angel King have violated His interests?
Glancing at the "Fool" seat, which was shrouded in gray mist and had only an empty high-backed chair behind it, Angel muttered a few words to himself, then looked at Leonard the Star and said,
"A High-Sequence Beyonder in the realm of destiny reminded us that Klein and I will experience ups and downs in our fates this Wednesday or Thursday. This may mean... encountering Amon's clones."
She did not explicitly state that it was a hint from the "Snake of Fate", which would not only scare Leonard, but also make the "old man" behind him, Pales Zoroast, wary, which would be detrimental to the cooperation between the three.
Besides, she and Klein weren't sure whether the "ups and downs of fate" meant meeting Amon's clone, so they could only prepare in that direction for now.
"Then we only have two to three days to prepare..." Leonard, who seemed somewhat casual due to the Fool's absence, nodded slightly and said, "I'm already prepared. The old man's goal is very clear. As long as he captures one of Amon's clones, he can eliminate all of Backlund's clones. Of course, he didn't explain the reasoning."
"You've always called the angel inside you 'old man'?"
Klein, the World, suddenly asked, his voice as low as ever, portraying the cold-blooded adventurer and the taciturn follower of the Fool.
"He also acquiesced to this title. Moreover, since I learned that He is the 'thief' who survived from the Fourth Epoch to this day, I feel that this title is even more appropriate."
Leonard smiled indifferently, not realizing the significance of an angel.
At least he still addressed Pales Zoroast as "Him," showing a bit of basic respect. Otherwise, I'd always worry that one day the "stars" who attended the Tarot Club would turn into old grandfathers with waist-length beards, gray hair, and a thousand-year-old decay in their words... Angel muttered to himself, then brought the conversation back on track.
"Then let's follow the original plan. I'll carry the Parasite gloves as bait. Klein will ask for the Fool's blessing and observe the surroundings with a detached vision. Leonard will wait in the dark. If there's any movement, he'll immediately use 'Word of the Sea' to arrive at the scene."
Shortly after last week's Tarot meeting, Leonard bought the "Word of the Sea" cane sold by Klein, and Pales gave it proper "re-education", making this magical item with certain living properties much more obedient. At least it would not be swung around on the road and hit the owner on the head, nor would it summon Thunder and a whole team of Mandated Punishers when passing by the Church of Storms.
Of course, this cane, which cost Leonard ten thousand pounds, also has its final stubbornness. It will not give up its stress-relieving method of singing loudly at regular intervals, even if Pales threatens to steal its singing voice, making its singing only make a whimpering sound like an old bellows.
Finally, the two sides reached an agreement that "Sea Words" could sing a song every day at the time specified by Leonard, but the choice of the music was given to Leonard, and it could only be sung in a male voice similar to his.
So in recent days, the midnight poet, who has been familiarizing himself with the various abilities of this cane, has transformed himself into a midnight singer, singing popular country songs from Ahowa County in the dead of night, causing neighbors to knock on his door and issue hostile warnings.
As Leonard recalled these painful memories, Klein silently looked at the "Queen" Angel next to the Fool's position. He pursed his lips and wanted to modify the "bait" plan, but ultimately remained silent.
He knew that the current role allocation was the best choice that combined the extraordinary abilities of several people. Angel was the only one among the three who had fought and defeated an Amon clone head-on, and was identified by the other party as the "Witch of the House of Night." Even if he fell into trouble, the Amons might not dare to kill him. The task of using Mr. Fool's help to search for Amon's clone who had replaced his fate and identity could only be given to the real "Fool", Klein.
If I walk four steps backwards to the gray fog and observe the surroundings, and find that a certain Amon has been attracted by the demigod characteristics of the "thief", it will be the biggest crisis since I traveled through time... He muttered to himself and reluctantly agreed to this plan.
But he immediately reminded:
"Tomorrow, we'll go to Dr. Allen's place again. He said we'd bring some ice cream, so let him have as much as he wants."
At least, I must do my best to protect Angel... Klein secretly made up his mind.
The "star" Leonard on the side fell into a state of self-doubt.
What? Dr. Allen is "Him"? Is he the High-Sequence Beyonder of Destiny that Angel mentioned? An angel?
I also secretly invaded His dreams, looking for clues about Irene Watson, also known as Angel. I drank His coffee in my dreams and ate the ice cream handed to me by His servants... Thinking of this, Leonard's face turned pale.
No wonder after leaving the dream, I nearly crashed headfirst into a spiritual wall erected by someone unknown... Praise the goddess, this angel of fate only gave me a minor punishment and didn't let me die silently...
Thinking of this, Leonard subconsciously raised his hand and drew a crimson moon on his chest. After just two clicks, he glanced at the position of "The Fool" at the head of the long table and lowered his arm awkwardly.
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On Tuesday afternoon, after lunch and a short rest, Angel came alone to Dalton Street in the North District and set up a default "battlefield" in a two-story building that he had rented in advance.
This place is close to Pestfield Street where Saint Samuel Church is located, and less than one kilometer away from Dawn Dantes's house on Böklund Street. Leonard, who lives on Pinster Street, can reach here within a minute using the "Word of the Sea", making it an excellent ambush location.
The most important thing is that the underground gas pipeline here has been undergoing maintenance recently, and the whole street has been dug up with potholes. Most carriages and pedestrians will not pass through here, and there are not many residents around. Compared with other busy streets, this can reduce the possible losses caused by the battle.
Angel had considered choosing the outskirts of the city as the battlefield, but that would be too obvious and easily detected by Amon's clones. As long as they resisted the temptation to absorb the Beyonder's extraordinary characteristics and didn't actively step into the trap, they would have no way to deal with the clones hiding in the city.
Moreover, Pales Zoroast was confident that he could deal with all of Amon's clones without affecting the ordinary people they parasitized, which gave Angel the final reason to make his decision.
After coming out of the mirror world, Angel paced in the deserted small building, his eyes swept over the mirrors of all sizes hanging on the walls, placed on the tables and pasted behind the doors. He was very satisfied with this "mirror world".
Without revealing her intentions, there are no less than thirty mirrors of various types placed in this house. Not only can they serve as mirror substitutes, providing Angel with a last layer of protection when her eyes lose their function, but they can also expand her field of vision and attack range, turning the entire building into a "witch's territory" with no blind spots.
After visiting Will Auceptin again with Klein that morning, they also made other preparations, such as making more talismans, developing a plan to notify others at any time to prevent someone from being attacked, and praying to the Goddess of Night in advance to inform the deity that the action was about to begin.
According to Klein, Will Auceptin's original home, where he lived before his "reboot," was on this street. Was this a coincidence of fate? Angel pondered this and prayed to Mr. Fool on a simple altar, asking him to grant him the "Parasite" gloves that he had kept.
Angel got this magical item with a black surface, which looked like the leather gloves that can be seen everywhere on the street. He did not hesitate and immediately sealed it with the spiritual wall, and then threw it into his own "mirror space".
Based on "Old Man" Pales' experience, this double insurance policy was enough to isolate the influence of "aggregation" for a certain period of time, preventing the Amons hiding in various places in Backlund from detecting this "parasite" characteristic and from gathering immediately.
Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, that will be the time when you can finally make a difference... Angel smiled and began to check the mirrors in the room one by one.
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Not far away, at 160 Böklund Street, three figures of varying heights appeared in the center of the third-floor bedroom of the wealthy Dwayne Dantès. As the teleportation effect ended, Klein and his two marionettes returned to their home.
He had just had lunch at a restaurant in St. Hilland Square in the St. George district, and by the way, he observed the "team-building activities" of another team of Tarot Club members. He was quite satisfied with their performance.
Of course, unlike Klein, Angel, and Leonard's conspiracy against the Blasphemer Amon's clone, this action, proposed and presided over by the Moon, with the participation of Justice, Judgment, and Stars, to "punish" a vampire who sold false information and put the Magician and others in danger, was not of a high level. The target was only a Sequence 5 Crimson Scholar, and the participants were all Middle-Sequence Beyonders. However, their coordination was still ingenious and appropriate, almost kidnapping the target under the nose of a vampire earl and sending him to the Harvest Church, replacing Emlyn the Moon as a servant of the church.
Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but laugh.
He sent the two marionettes to do what their identities required, then walked to the balcony. In the afternoon sun, he looked at the not-so-busy Böklund Street, and suddenly noticed a carriage belonging to Congressman Macht's family passing by his door.
This immediately aroused Klein's vigilance. His expression remained unchanged as he continued to twist the joints of his hands and feet, stretching his limbs after a nap. However, with his demigod-level intuition, a clear image of the carriage still emerged in his mind.
A girl in a light-colored long dress yawned boredly in the carriage, glancing at the cushion beside her from time to time.
Lying on it was a mouse with gray fur, slightly larger than its peers, looking out the window with interest.
Gray mouse!
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