Chapter 793 The Worm of Time
This is... "The Sun" is possessed by Amon's clone, and with the help of Mr. "Fool", he clears out the bugs that were vomited out after the possession!
Angel immediately thought of the scene shown by the Silver City resident that day. In addition to Amon wearing a black pointed hat and a crystal monocle in his right eye, there was also a worm with twelve segments that was exactly the same as the one in her hand.
Twelve. This is related to time in various books that interpret occult symbols. After all, both the day and the night are twelve hours long. Ha, I didn't expect that this is exactly the same as on Earth... Angel muttered, remembering that the "Hanged Man" made a partial interpretation at the time, believing that this was the "Worm of Time" in mythology, and it was very likely the vehicle for Amon to create clones and parasitize others.
This can be confirmed from the fact that the illusion created by Angel was parasitized by the "Worm of Time", and Amon's clone split into a thinner one before his death, trying to parasitize it again.
Just like the blood of mythical creatures, the scales of Ouroboros... could my blood, or the hair of a mythical snake, achieve a similar effect? I wouldn't be asked to cut off the hair of a living snake, would that cause me to lose control immediately? But if I deliberately concentrated a portion of my power at the end of the hair and then cut it off, could it, like concentrated blood, become some special material that could carry my power?
Under the guidance of the spirit, the two still hot transparent bugs also fell into Angel's hands. Looking at the big and two small ones, both of which were the remains of Amon's incarnations, Angel still couldn't believe that one of the incarnations of Amon, the "Angel of Time", the "Blasphemer", the son of the Creator, and the King of Angels, died in his own hands.
This was certainly due to the opponent's somewhat frivolous mentality and the fact that he possessed special magical items, but Angel's ability to adapt to the situation and come up with a sneak attack combining illusion and invisibility when he lost many important abilities was the key to victory.
This was the first time I defeated a high-ranking demigod solely through my own abilities, without using any advanced spells... No, while he was high-ranking, without the incomplete mythical creature form, his actual abilities were probably only equivalent to the most common Sequence 4. Especially since his death at the end was rather hasty...
Angel reviewed the details of the battle in his mind and looked around. His sight swept across the beach that had been ravaged by high-temperature flames and had sunken, smooth-surfaced pits. Apart from the ten iron soldiers standing or lying, he did not see any other living creatures.
There are no other Amons... I just guessed that he approached the Elk Manor because multiple clones sensed that the Beyonders of the same path were about to lose control and were attracted by the aggregation effect. Could it be that I was wrong? Did he really appear alone on the outskirts of the city?
After thinking for a moment, Angel approached his "Harvester Legion" and picked up the magical item that had been restored into a string of tin dolls under command. He performed a preliminary seal on it together with the "Wings of Death" that had gradually made her body cold and entered the realm of death, and placed it into the mirror space. Sensing the several extraordinary abilities that returned to her body after killing Amon, she looked up in the direction of the Elk Manor.
There was the kind-hearted girl Hazel, who rushed to inform her teacher to leave as soon as possible; there was the "thief" demigod who was on the verge of losing control and even biting his own student; and there was also Klein, who had probably arrived at the scene and was thinking about how to deal with the other party.
But she didn't dare go there now, even though her spiritual power was still sufficient and she could continue to fight, even though she had already killed Amon's clone that appeared and didn't need to worry about being tracked.
Because she always felt like she was being watched.
This feeling is very subtle. It is not due to spiritual reminders, but a sense of crisis that "things cannot be solved so easily."
After all, that "blasphemer," under Mr. Sun's hype and Klein's overnight escape from Backlund, had become a terrifying presence...
Angel smiled self-deprecatingly and came to the river. The moment her figure was reflected in the water, she entered the mirror world, chose a direction, and walked away along the deep and dim passage.
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On the riverbank illuminated by the crimson moonlight, the handful of Amon's ashes was slowly spread out in the breeze, then flew up with the wind and soon disappeared into the night sky.
The low bushes swayed, and a wild cat with yellow and white fur, which could be seen everywhere, emerged. Its pupils were erect as it stared quietly at the chaotic scene, and its right eye narrowed subconsciously.
A crow flapped its wings and landed in front of the wild cat. Its neck kept turning as it quickly surveyed its surroundings. There was a striking white circle outside its right eye.
In a puddle formed by the Tussock River and the riverbank not far away, a fish that appeared out of nowhere jumped out of the water. As it tumbled, a ray of light flashed from either its left or right eye, like a mirror reflecting the moonlight in the sky.
The leaves rustled, the bushes swayed, and more figures, big and small, flashed in the night. Cats and fish, crows and cats, this strange combination came together without any sense of incongruity.
"Can you still sense those 'worms of time'?"
The crow with a circle on its right eye made a human voice from its mouth, sounding surprisingly like Amon who had just died on the riverbank.
"She's still in the mirror world. We'll know when she comes out."
The wild cat squinted his right eye and replied, his voice exactly like the crow's.
The other figures rustled and moved, seemingly led by the wild cat and the crow, and no other speeches were made.
"You arrived at the scene a long time ago, why didn't you help him?"
The crow tilted his neck and continued to ask.
"It's pointless. Even if I stole her location, I wouldn't have enough time to 'parasite' her again. Furthermore, she's been holding back to prevent us from joining the battle. Her sudden surge of spiritual energy and activated spells make every attempt to steal her location or her belongings an unbearable risk.
"Furthermore, her fate is within the plan of that paranoid. I'm just curious, as a witch of the night, carrying so many Level 1 Sealed Artifacts, is she receiving any special favor... or is she supported by other beings?
"Before the characteristics return, with the help of those three 'Time Worms', we can obtain further information and respond without being caught by those beings... This may be interesting, but it is not in our current interests.
"And I'm curious, if she were truly in danger, what would that being do? Would they intervene directly? Or would they be unable to intervene due to their poor condition?"
The wild cat narrowed his eyes and spoke in a flat tone.
"That out-of-control 'demigod' has his other avatars to deal with. Tsk, this might be Backlund's last Beyonder characteristic. It's less than we thought. Perhaps I should go and take a look under the cathedrals of the three major churches. There should be quite a few seals there." The crow muttered, flew up again, and landed on the branch of a low tree. The white circles around its eyes made it look like it was wearing a pair of monocles.
It looks towards the city, as if gazing at some distant place.
"There's no need for a vote. I'll just nominate you to do it. But remember to keep all your Beyonder traits, otherwise it would be a waste," Wildcat said, raising his head and baring his teeth. He then blinked his right eye and looked towards the southeast. "Those three 'Time Worms' appeared..."
After a pause, it said half doubtfully, half teasingly:
“…They all entered the largest church in the night.”
The fish jumped out of the water again, the crows on the branches, the rustling leaves, and the figures swaying around, you look at me, I look at you, speechless for a moment.
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As soon as she stepped into the Church of St. Samuel, Angel noticed that the "Worm of Time" in her pocket had undergone slight changes. She opened her spiritual vision and found that three bright rays of light, some thick and some thin, flew out of her pocket, shooting straight into the sky, and soon disappeared into the void.
This... should be the extraordinary characteristic of the "Thief" path?
It seems that the "Worm of Time," in addition to being a parasitic carrier, also contains some of Amon's original or clone's Beyonder traits, allowing each of his clones to utilize the abilities of this path. And the more traits a clone possesses, the higher its Sequence. No wonder they want to go to Elk Manor to find Hazel's out-of-control "thief" demigod teacher. Once they acquire those additional traits, Backlund might have a few more Amons...
The departure of these Beyonder traits from the Worm of Time must indicate that the other Amons have given up on using the relics to monitor me. If I rashly rush to Klein's side, I'll be leading Amon there. If I pray directly to Mr. Fool, it would be like confessing that I'm a follower of the Fool. Both of these are the goals of Amon's clones infiltrating Backlund...
On the premise that she was being followed and monitored, she chose to go to the church where her public identity, the "Witch of the Night House," should go. Unexpectedly, it was the right choice.
Angel thought with some fear as he walked through the prayer hall where only a few believers were left after the Sunday night mass, and stood in front of the empty altar.
Looking at the huge holy emblem of night engraved on the wall, Angel hesitated for a moment.
Her original intention was to pray to the goddess and report the whereabouts of Amon the Blasphemer, and their apparent attempt to collect the Beyonder's characteristics and increase their number of clones. However, would becoming such a "whistleblower" offend the remaining clones of Amon? Would her fate become entangled with those beings who could spy on and steal fate, making her the target of their "surveillance"?
The words about "fate" spoken by the deceased Amon's clone were still echoing in her mind.
Oh right... he also mentioned "Shelter of the Night"... Was that referring to Lady Arianna's "Secret Holy Symbol," the oracle that allowed me to join the "Goddess Army"?
If I am already a follower of the goddess, then reporting it would be reasonable... In other words, if I, a believer of the night, do not report to the church and pray to the goddess, it will be beyond the expectations of the Amons and make them doubt whether I have other secret beliefs.
Angel chuckled and placed his right hand on his chest, drawing a crimson moon and causing his somewhat towering breasts to sway along with his arm.
"The goddess of the night, higher than the starry sky, and more enduring than eternity..."
She closed her eyes, bowed her head and prayed, and told the goddess, who might be listening or not paying any attention, everything that had happened in a voice almost whispering.
After a moment, she raised her head with some confusion, looked at the holy emblem, at the altar, and then looked around.
The goddess didn't seem to respond...
No, Angel had not actually seen the goddess' response. After all, it was unlikely that a god would respond to his believers at will. At most, one of his servants would relay the oracle's contents, or he would simply ignore unimportant "reports."
So, Amon's clone isn't really a big deal?
Thinking about it, Angel walked out of the church slowly, looked at the crimson moon above his head, and took out a magic mirror that was not stolen by Amon. He stroked the mirror surface, making it ripple like water waves.
Then, Klein's face appeared in the mirror.
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