Chapter 808 The Power of the Thief
When Angel heard the "Amons" calling him from all directions, the first feeling that came to his mind was not fear, but relief.
As expected, besides Amon's clone that pulled me out of the mirror world that day, there were indeed many of his "brothers" hiding around. My decision to return directly to the Church of the Evernight Goddess instead of immediately joining up with Klein was the right one...
But if that's the case, why didn't these Amons help the one in the fight? If four, five, or even seven or eight Sequence 4 clones suddenly appeared, I'd probably be relying on luck to escape... Angel pondered as he opened his mouth to say something.
But the next second, her mind unexpectedly went blank, she was briefly distracted, and stood there in a daze.
"Why? Of course, it's to observe your fighting style so that we can deal with you later. What good would it do us to parasitize you or kill you? To have another female clone?"
Amon, dressed as a worker with his right eye narrowed, chuckled and replied with a faint smile on his lips. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to launch an attack.
But Angel sensed a spiritual throbbing.
"Bang--"
Angel's expression suddenly turned indifferent, and his body began to glow faintly. His entire body shattered into pieces of mirror fragments that fell to the ground. Among these shining fragments, a small transparent insect twisted its body and flew back into the body of Amon, the wild cat on the windowsill.
While the two were talking, the other Amon had secretly split out the "Worm of Time" and tried to parasitize Angel. If the latter had not seen this silent method in the battle on the Tussock River, by the time he figured out the source of the spiritual alertness, he would probably have a thick worm body with twelve segments in his body.
But even so, when Angel's figure emerged from the first-floor lobby, beside him stood a broken mirror and a leisurely man.
He was wearing the same work clothes as Amon on the second floor, a soft hat on his head, and a monocle in his eye sockets. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.
Another Amon... No, the same Amon from before!
Angel was not surprised, nor was he worried because today was not the battle that Will Auceptin had "predicted". Instead, he quickly gathered his strength and allowed the mystical disease with a hint of divinity to spread rapidly with himself as the center, and the target was... all spiritual beings!
She couldn't be sure whether the residents in the surrounding buildings, the sparse pedestrians on the street, the flocks of birds on the roof, the rats and cockroaches in the basement, or even the microorganisms in the air were "parasitized", so she could only cast a wide net, infecting all life first, and then consider targeted attacks.
After doing all this, Angel did not stay where he was, but immediately created a new substitute. He then used the mirror to quickly travel back to the second floor of the building and appeared in another room.
As the witch of "Despair", her mirror substitute can make her appear instantly near any mirror within a kilometer, without even having to enter the "mirror world". However, when Angel tried to activate the sensed mirror, he was surprised to find that his control over the distant mirror was completely ineffective, as if the mirror was locked and occupied by a witch of the same sequence or even a higher sequence.
"Are you wondering why your ability can't be transmitted far away?"
As soon as her figure appeared and her feet stepped onto the second floor, the door was pushed open. Amon in work clothes appeared again, smiling and saying:
"Sequence 2 of my path is called 'Fate Trojan Horse'. This grants me the ability to manipulate fate, causing it to exhibit corresponding errors. Although an ordinary clone like me cannot possess full power, I can still confine your fate to a limited area for a short period of time.
"You don't need to try to activate the disease seeds you planted in advance to contact others. The disease that could once spread several kilometers away can now only infect ordinary people within a 200-meter radius, and that doesn't include us... In addition, even if you use the holy symbol on your wrist to contact that hidden servant, you can only borrow the corresponding power, but won't be able to convey the call for help."
As expected, the disease I spread had no effect on him. This was because, like last time, he "transferred" the disease to the ordinary people around him... Fortunately, I had Klein and Leonard infected with the "disease" in advance, which required me to maintain control. Otherwise, it would have exploded out of control, causing a little trouble and making them aware of the abnormality... Angel pursed his lips and silently stopped the spread of the disease. The secret holy emblem also slipped from his palm and dangled on the silver chain.
Suddenly, she turned her wrist, and a feather emitting a dark aura appeared between her fingers. The white feather pointed directly at Amon in front of her, casting a layer of deathly haze on his smiling face.
Swish, Amon gently raised his right hand, and the "Wings of Death" strengthened by Azik's blood disappeared in Angel's hand.
At the same time, her figure also disappeared.
Another mirror stand-in...
Amon frowned slightly, threw away the small dressing mirror he had stolen, looked down, and stole the "location" of Angel who had reappeared from the basement across two floors, bringing her back to the bedroom on the second floor as if she had never left.
But Angel, who reappeared, raised his other hand with his palm facing forward. A golden light flashed on his skin, and symbolic symbols and magical signs representing strict laws flew out and merged into the void.
In the deserted basement, Angel's clear voice still echoed in the room:
"No stealing allowed here!"
The power of order belonging to "Balancer" Anne descended here, covering the urban area with a radius of 200 meters.
The thief who had been stalking a pedestrian on a street corner, stealing his wallet, dropped his loot as if struck by lightning and fled in panic. The thief who had just entered an empty house and was about to show off his skills suddenly lost his desire for money...
In the two-story cabin filled with mirrors and Amon, a young man in work clothes angrily lowered his right hand that had been raised again.
Before his eyes, the all-consuming black flames spread.
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In the garden of 160 Böklund Street, two figures kept flashing among the lawns, bushes and fountains.
One of them sometimes turned into a rat with twitching limbs, sometimes turned into a twisting and wriggling maggot, and finally turned into a tall but elegant middle-aged man, but when viewed from the side, he was as thin as a piece of paper.
Another one also stopped in front of the "Paper Man Dantes". He had dark skin and facial features that were very characteristic of the Southern Continent. However, he wore a crystal monocle in his right eye. He put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile:
"What are you waiting for? Outsiders attracted by the noise you can't convey? Rescue from the owner of the Night Emblem in your hand?
"By the way, the marionette you sent to St. Samuel's Church ahead of time has also been 'parasitized'. He will continue feeding the pigeons in the square until all the wheat in his hand is eaten up, and then he will return to see his new master."
Hearing this, Klein, whose main body was hidden among the treetops, paused. Only then did he realize that he had lost the connection with the spirit of the "Admiral of Hell."
The latter's last location was the square in front of St. Samuel's Church a few hundred meters away.
"New master? It seems that you really intend to parasitize me, so why haven't you done it yet? You seem to be waiting for something..."
His words were transmitted to Amon's clone wearing the appearance of Enuni through a temporary secret doll. He himself continued to exchange positions with other secret dolls, sometimes returning to the bedroom and sometimes appearing in the stable.
He could feel that the disease in his body suddenly disappeared after a low-intensity outbreak, which meant that Angel's "disease" ability was either stolen by another clone of Amon, or she took the initiative to cut off the connection. Either possibility meant that a similar battle was taking place elsewhere.
The marionette that he had taken to St. Samuel's Church as his last "life-saving measure" had fallen into Amon's hands. Now, he could only rely on Angel's reminder to Leonard... He muttered, quickly gathering his thoughts to prevent Amon from stealing his ideas, and then let the mouse marionette beside Amon open its mouth with a "bang" sound.
Before the air cannon was formed, the mouse was twisted and "parasitized", and its connection with him was cut off.
Don't worry, I still have a lot...
Klein's expression was serious as he made two earthworms emerge from the soil and attempted to continue their attack.
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Not far from Böklund Street, Dalton Street, and Pestfield Street where St. Samuel's Church is located, it is almost in the middle of 7 Pinster Street. Leonard, who had just finished the Tarot Club's "team-building activity", held a cane inlaid with silver-white metal in one hand, pushed open the door with the other, strode out, and looked towards Böklund Street.
Then, he glanced in another direction. There was Dalton Street, the place where several people had planned to "ambush" Amon.
"Old man, where are you going?" He asked in a low voice. "Klein sent a message saying that an Amon appeared near his home, but the disease Angel planted in my body activated for a moment and then disappeared. This means she was also attacked..."
"To Böklund Street."
Before he finished speaking, an old and tired, but firm voice came into his mind.
"I can sense the power of order emanating from Dalton Street. That's at least the power transmitted by an angel from the 'Judge' path. Of course, it was then hidden. This means that your female colleague who defeated Amon's clone is confident that she can solve the problem she encountered...
"On the other hand, Böklund Street will be the main investigation direction of Amon's clone, and most of his power will be concentrated here."
"But didn't you say that if you could eliminate just one of Amon's clones, you could eliminate all of Backlund's Amons? Then why not go for... the easier side?"
Leonard asked back, stroking the "Sea Words" cane in his hand.
"Of course it's for your colleague. If you go any later, he might become Amon's colleague. Although this process is reversible, I have a feeling that something bad will happen!"
Pales in his mind scolded him angrily.
this……
Leonard's mind instantly flashed with the image of Klein wearing a black top hat, a monocle hanging from his right eye, and a strange grin on his lips. Without hesitation, he swung the "Word of the Sea", causing this magical item formed by the "Ocean Singer" property to stir up a gust of wind, carrying him into the sky.
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No. 25, Dalton Street, a two-story building with a slightly shabby appearance.
A beam of black flame pierced the inner wall of the second-floor bedroom and shot towards Amon's clone in worker's clothes. The latter calmly adjusted his monocle, causing the bayonet-like black flame to turn at an angle and bypass his position.
But the next second, the black curse flame crashed into a mirror placed diagonally in the corner of the wall, emerged from the decorative mirror on the other wall, and once again enveloped the place where Amon was.
boom--
Black flames exploded, and the high temperature and the curse it carried swept across the entire second floor. Flames and smoke emerged from every window, swirling into the sky, visible to almost half of the people in the North District.
But whether it was the construction workers on the road or the occasional passers-by, they all turned a blind eye to it and did what they were supposed to do.
However, they would occasionally cover their mouths with their hands and cough, and their faces would be covered with an unhealthy gloom.
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