Chapter 810 Betray Myself
"……interesting."
After a brief, heart-pounding silence, Amon chuckled and commented.
The crystal monocle in his right eye socket had tilted to one side at some point, almost falling off his face. The black glove in his hand jumped restlessly, as if it had its own life and thoughts, turned towards its new owner in the air, spread out its five shriveled fingers, and grasped a few times.
It stole nothing.
Instead, Amon waved his hand again, letting the "Parasite" glove return to his palm. He pinched the fingers of the leather glove with one hand and shook it, and caught the fallen object from below with the other hand. He pinched the talisman, which looked like it was made of a purple gem but was very dull inside, between his fingers and turned it to observe it.
Behind him, the Amon clones who had revealed their true forms also stopped their movements, looking at the two-story house with staggered eyes, and at the Amon who had concentrated their power.
They did not attack each other as Angel expected, and they did not show the same miserable state as the enemies who were affected by the "betrayal" spell before. This made her think for a moment that her spell had no effect.
But soon, something unusual appeared.
On the rooftop across the street, a middle-aged gentleman wearing a monocle had a brilliant light flashing on his chest. A twelve-segmented translucent insect, which Angel was already familiar with, flew out and shot into the body of Amon, who was wearing a classical robe in front of her, like a meteor. Not far away, next to a carriage transporting stone, a similar insect appeared behind the driver who was pulling the horse and occasionally pushing the glasses in his right eye socket. It was pulled into the air and returned to the body of Amon, who was holding the "betrayal" spell.
More than ten rays of light flashed across the entire Dotonbori Street, and the same number of "Time Worms" returned to Amon one after another, making the clone in front of Angel even more imposing.
But Amon, who had gathered the power of all nearby clones, did not launch an attack. Instead, he loosened his hands, allowing the "Parasite" gloves and the activated "Betrayal" charm to fall naturally to the ground. The former slowly crawled away from the spot with his five fingers, obviously still under the influence of the charm, while the latter rolled several times, reflecting a lavender light in the afternoon sunlight shining into the room from the window, reflecting the faint "Time Worm" ring inside.
"I won't ask how you knew to use the 'Worm of Time' to make the spell. I guess that cunning 'Snake of Fate' did it... And although they won't betray me or themselves, these Beyonders don't think so..."
Amon still had the same unchanging smile on his face, as if this attitude of "it has nothing to do with me" had been deeply rooted in his bones and would not change even at the moment of life and death.
But his chest also flashed with a dazzling light composed of various colors, and a "Time Worm" that was much thicker and clearer than all the transparent worms Angel had ever seen was slowly taking shape.
It was like the scene of characteristic precipitation being accelerated hundreds of times, and it happened to a Beyonder who was not dead.
No, perhaps this scene occurs because the entire "clone" is actually composed of extraordinary characteristics and the "Time Worm".
The "Time Worm" in his body, which combines all the previous extraordinary characteristics to maintain his existence and extraordinary abilities, is also betraying its master and is about to drill out of his body!
At least Angel could sense from the various "witch" abilities that kept returning to his body that his opponent no longer had the strength and will to fight.
"...But I'm still a little curious," Amon continued, gradually becoming transparent and illusory as the Worm of Time emerged, his tone still tinged with teasing and laughter. "Based on our observations and analysis, you shouldn't let the people around you fall into danger. So why are you so indifferent to their transferred fate?"
Is this his final question? Could it be that he intends to pass this information on to his other clones after disappearing, so they can refine their tactics against me? Angel pondered this, and ultimately, his desire to let his opponent's despair overwhelm his desire to keep the secret, and he replied:
"Of course, it's because the disease you initially spread and then transferred to us wasn't fatal. It only caused symptoms like a low-grade fever and fatigue, but it provided immunity against another deadly disease. You and your other clones naturally transferred this 'immunity', so the second deadly disease you spread only affected you, the clones, and had no effect on anyone else around you."
As she spoke, she looked out the window. The sun was still shining brightly, the streets were still bustling, and no one had fallen ill from this inexplicable infectious disease.
"I see. Is this what He taught you?"
Amon's voice was barely audible, and his illusory figure almost disappeared in the light emitted by the "Worm of Time".
"No, I'm just guessing at your character. You're timid, cautious, and never put yourself in danger..."
He also likes to hide aside and "watch the fun", which is why I chose to use disease to "screen" Amon's clones... Finally, there is the luck that Will Auceptin gave me, which prevented my most important disease ability from being stolen... Angel added in his heart.
When she and Klein went to Dr. Allen's house for the second time this morning, the "Snake of Fate" provided more help, including using the "Time Worm" left by Amon's clone to create a spell against them, using the reflection in the mirror and the mirror substitute to block the "transfer" ability, and some combat warnings.
The former allows Angel's "betrayal" spell to parasitize on magical objects, avoid the sight of the Amons, and act on all clones within a certain range. The latter allows her to lock and kill a clone, allowing other Amons to choose to aggregate all individuals and improve the sequence to resist the power of this blockade "transfer".
Of course, if the Amons did not fall into the trap, Angel still had one last resort - to pull the Amons marked by the disease into the mirror world, continue fighting in a place isolated from reality, and wait for Leonard and Pallez Zoroast to arrive.
In this case, the Amons did not dare to steal the power of the "mirror world" at will, as this might cause everything in the mirror to fall into an unknown spiritual world, increasing more risks.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly. Amon's primary target was the Parasite Glove and the Beyonder properties within. This is what made the trap I laid in advance effective... She pondered, looking at the place where Amon, wearing a black robe and a pointed hat, had been. There was only a thick, floating "Time Worm" there, and there was no trace of the clone who had remained calm and tried to obtain information before disappearing.
The light swirling inside the worm of time seemed to be attracted by something and was continuously overflowing outward, pointing to the west.
This was the extraordinary characteristic of the "Thief" pathway possessed by Amon's clones... Angel looked out the window and, as expected, discovered an ancient, mottled shadow appearing in the sky above Boklund Street in the distance. It looked like a section of the massive clock tower at East Balam Dockyard, shaped like a twelve-segment black and white clock.
Although it is magnificent, it is shrouded in some kind of "hidden" power and has not been discovered by any passers-by. Only Angel, who is also protected by Ms. Arianna's power, can see the hands of the phantom clock constantly jumping from a distance.
In various areas of Backlund, brilliant rays of light were drawn in, rising like backward-flying meteors and cascading onto the surface of the clock.
It was the combined effect of Beyonder characteristics... It looked like Leonard and the "Thief" angel within him had arrived there first, destroyed Amon's clone, and activated the "annihilation plan" that Pallez had mentioned...
Angel nodded thoughtfully, without trying to stop the "thief" characteristics in front of him from rapidly extracting, and went out of the window and into the clock that obviously represented Pales.
This was the distribution method everyone had agreed upon before. Moreover, if "He" did not absorb the extraordinary characteristics contained in the "Time Worm", they would inevitably return to Amon's body, which was nowhere to be found. This also meant that everything that happened in Backlund would be known to "He".
Thinking of this, Angel no longer felt regretful. She bent down and picked up the "Parasite" glove that was still crawling out. As it struggled in vain and looked more and more pleasing to the eye after stealing the "Charm", she threw it into the "Mirror Space", and then caught the "Time Worm" that no longer emitted bright light and was slowly falling to the ground.
Then, black flames surged out from under Angel's skirt. They quickly ran through the two-story building, bypassing the normal furniture and decorations, burning all traces of the battle.
After the "witch" stepped into the mirror world, the "hidden" power that shrouded this area slowly dissipated, and the sunlight suddenly became stronger, forcing pedestrians on the street to cover their hot foreheads and avoid the sun, entering cool rooms or carriages. Among them were several passers-by who had lost part of their memory and didn't know when they came here. From time to time, they squeezed their right eyes and pressed their eye sockets, their eyes were a little dull, like strangers in the crowd.
It seems that the problem is not serious, but let the Nighthawks deal with it later... Angel wandered around in the mirror world and immediately found the remaining strange phenomena on the street. He marked a disease seed so that he could find these people later, and then flew towards Boklund Street.
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South of the Bridge, Wildey Street.
In a deserted alley, a bicycle with a black iron pipe frame and two slender wheels was lying on the ground. Next to it, a young man in a black uniform with a package slung across his body was lying on the ground.
He groaned, supported himself with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other, then slowly got up from the ground. He shook his head and looked around in confusion, as if he had just sleepwalked to this place and woke up from his sleep.
After a moment, he figured out the direction, picked up the bicycle he had spent a full 5 pounds to buy, and suddenly found an unsealed envelope on the ground.
Picking up the letter and opening it, the man's eyes fell on the letter paper. He was surprised to find that the handwriting on the letter belonged to him, but the content was very unfamiliar, and he even couldn't understand it:
"...If all of us in Backlund have lost contact, it means that most of the following points have been confirmed:
"1. Angelica Sage in that paranoid plan received funding from 'Destiny'. She's most likely the 'Snake of Destiny' hiding in Backlund. Don't let that snake know.
"2. Pales Zoroaster is hiding near Böklund Street in the North District.
"3. The Goddess of Night..."
As soon as the man saw this, he felt a flash before his eyes, and all the contents on the letter disappeared, leaving only a wrinkled blank piece of letter paper.
He had also forgotten the strange content he had seen before. He raised his head in a daze and looked around. It took him a long time to regain his composure. He pushed his bicycle again and prepared to leave the alley. The piece of letter paper fell from his hand and landed in a corner of the alley.
Suddenly, he started coughing, one cough after another, his face covered with snot and tears. He couldn't even hold on to his bicycle and fell to the side with a thud.
A translucent worm with many segments was coughed out of his nostrils. Before it hit the ground, it disappeared along with the blank piece of letter paper as if it had been erased with an eraser.
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