As Amon spoke, transparent tentacles covered with mysterious patterns extended from the huge vortex behind him and entangled his different "spiritual threads".
In an instant, these illusory, thin black lines were lifted up without any hindrance.
As a result, strange-looking monsters were suspended in the air, like hams waiting to be dried.
Those "spiritual threads" around Amon were all stolen by "He" at some unknown time!
While Zaratul was attacking, his other slippery tentacles kept reaching into the void, trying to drag something back.
In just two or three strokes, a figure quickly emerged.
He had long curly chestnut hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, a well-groomed mustache, and wore a dark red coat with embroidered gold threads. He was none other than the former emperor of Intis, Roselle Gustav.
As soon as this "Emperor of Knowledge" stepped into the real world, he looked down at the gigantic Amon, and complex and illusory symbols instantly condensed in his eyes.
He was not worried at all that Amon would steal his attack, because he had prepared a huge amount of complicated knowledge that was of little use. Whether he forcefully instilled it or Amon took it away on his own, he could achieve the goal of bursting the opponent's mind.
Just as Emperor Roselle's historical pore projection was completely formed, Zaratul's transparent tentacles dragged out another figure.
The figure had a young face, but his long hair was already half white. It was blown back and floated in the air, half hidden and half visible in the darkness.
This was an angel that Klein did not recognize. He had a male appearance, dark eyes that reflected a sense of vicissitudes of life. His facial features were all good, but he had tufts of thick black hair growing on his cheeks, giving him a contradictory feeling of being both old and young, both rational and crazy.
He immediately transformed into a group of wriggling, hugging insects, extending transparent and slippery tentacles similar to those in Zaratul's projection.
Obviously, this is also an angel of the "Fortune Teller" path.
At this moment, Klein was even a little afraid to look directly at the situation in mid-air, but as soon as he was inspired, he sensed something familiar.
The second angel summoned by Zaratul was the son of the ancient god, the original ancestor of the Antigonus family!
This is the historical pore projection before He became half a "fool".
It is obvious that Zaratul made sufficient preparations during this period.
As Antigonus took on the full form of a mythical creature, the surroundings changed again, the darkness becoming thicker, and as if it had its own life, it surged towards the gigantic Amon, who was wearing a classical black robe, a pointed hat, and a monocle.
In this dark place, all the monsters instantly turned into secret dolls.
Antigonus seemed to have moved part of the ancient gods' kingdom in his memory to the real world, in order to separate Amon and Klein.
This is also a miracle.
When the miracle happened, Zaratul's transparent tentacles dragged out the third projection from the mist of history.
This is a knight wearing full black armor. He is a demigod of the Solomon Empire in the Fourth Epoch, and he did not leave a very prominent name in history.
However, He has another identity, that is, a member of the "Red War" Legion, and the leader of this legion is the Angel King Medici.
In this legion, every member can communicate with the "Red Angel" Medici, forming a whole.
In other words, Medici can gather their strength and also pass on his own strength to them.
——The ability of "ancient scholars" cannot involve "uniqueness", even if it has undergone a qualitative change through the improvement of the sequence, but the "fortune tellers" will undoubtedly seek ways to skirt the rules and try to bypass the restrictions to obtain help related to "uniqueness" to a certain extent.
Klein accomplished this by summoning a vessel of the goddess' descent that had only a little power, while Zaratul summoned the strong men from the "Red War" Legion.
At this moment, that projection is equal to part of Medici!
The knight in black full body armor stepped onto the battlefield, glanced blankly, and immediately laughed out loud:
"Hey, little crow, have the hair I burned grown back?"
Because the historical pore projection he summoned summoned three more angel-level historical pore projections, Klein's maintenance pressure increased instantly, and he doubted that he could even hold on for ten seconds.
If it weren't for this change, he would probably think that he had found a way to infinitely improve his combat capabilities, that is, to summon two archangels plus one himself each time, and then that projection of himself would summon two archangels plus one himself, and so on, and so forth, to his descendants endlessly.
At this time, Arianna, the leader of the ascetics of the Church of Night, faded and went into hiding. Then, she suddenly appeared behind the giant Amon and swung out the bone sword covered with strange patterns in her hand.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when Amon was besieged by the five angel projections, Klein successively transformed the monsters into secret puppets, let them aim at him, opened their mouths, and made a banging sound.
One after another, air shells whizzed towards Klein himself.
At the same time, Klein stretched out his hand and easily took out a "Yangyan Talisman" from the air that had been activated and was about to take effect.
He just didn't believe that he could survive under these multiple attacks.
Amidst the bang-bang-bang sounds, Klein suddenly heard a "tick-tock".
The whole world seemed to stop for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Klein immediately saw a big hole appear in the dark sky, and a beam of pure and scorching sunlight shone in, igniting a golden talisman.
That was the "Yangyan Talisman", which turned into a huge ball of light, surrounded by countless flames.
However, its target was not Klein. It made a mistake and enveloped the demigod of the Red War Legion.
On the other side, the vast amount of knowledge infused by Roselle Gustav, the miracle created by Antigonus, the sword of destruction swung by Arianna, and the transparent tentacles extended by Zaratul, all mistakenly pointed to the same target - the Medici subordinates wearing black full body armor.
This projection, which to some extent possessed part of Medici's will, first had its mind exploded, and even its instinctive reactions seemed to be lost. Then it was hit by the heavy attacks and quickly dissipated in the air.
Wearing a pointed hat and a classical magician's robe, Amon had somehow recovered to human size and landed at the bottom of the battlefield.
He raised his right hand and adjusted the crystal monocle, and a ray of light appeared.
Behind Him, the ancient, mottled, complete clock appeared again, and the longest second hand turned half a circle at a speed beyond normal.
It actually took less than a second, but on the entire desolate plain, everything seemed to have lost ten or twenty seconds.
The historical pore image of Antigonus disappeared, followed by the historical pore projection of Roselle, and then the historical pore images of Zaratul and Arianna.
The time they had left was stolen from them.
Klein, who was about to commit suicide for the third time, could not believe his eyes when he saw this scene.
He had expected that the Blasphemer Amon would be able to deal with the projections of the five angels. After all, projections were just projections and were much worse than the real bodies. But he never expected that the other party would be so nonchalant that he didn't even have a chance to commit suicide.
He used his trump card, but got such a result. It was inevitable that he felt a little depressed and desperate.
Amon pushed his monocle down, stepped closer, and came in front of Klein. He looked at him and smiled:
“If they were all original bodies, it would indeed be troublesome.
“But the images from the gaps in history have huge flaws, and grasping the ‘problem’ is exactly what I am good at.”
Looking at this "Time Angel" who had an unchanged smile and a look of joy, and who didn't seem to be in any difficulty at all, Klein's heart slowly sank, as if he were falling into the abyss.
Inspiration struck his mind, and scenes flashed through his mind:
After entering the God-Forsaken Land, Amon changed his clothes, replacing the dark jacket, tweed trousers, and black top hat that were in line with the aesthetics of the current era with a classical magician's robe and pointed soft hat;
After that, He proposed a game of escape and block;
He was extremely confident and didn't worry about making any mistakes at all...
As his thoughts raced, Klein's throat felt dry, and he spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"You are the real body...
"After entering the God-Forsaken Land, your real body reunited with your clone?"
He sincerely suspected that the person in front of him was Amon's true self, the real "blasphemer", the complete king of angels!
The corners of Amon's mouth curled up a little bit while he was wearing a monocle:
“It’s interesting, isn’t it?
"The look on your face after you know the truth is what I want to see when I play this game."
He clearly acknowledged that he is the entity, the entity that naturally contains the "uniqueness" of the "thief" path, and is the first tier below the gods.
This meant that unless a true god descended, no matter how hard Klein tried or how hard he struggled, he would not be able to escape from Amon's hands. This was a land abandoned by the gods, and the only god still active was the "True Creator", who was not very interested in "Source Castle".
At this moment, although he suspected that Amon beside him had been replaced by his original body, when he was really sure, Klein, who had experienced the rise and fall of hope many times, still felt what extreme despair was. If the Tarot Club had not involved Miss Justice, Leonard and others, and if he had not known that Amon was best at deception, he would have wanted to admit defeat and express his willingness to become the other party's favored one.
Isn't it normal to become one of the enemy if you can't beat them... While he was complaining to himself, Klein suddenly had an idea and recalled some words Amon had said before.
This... His eyes suddenly lit up, and he calmed down completely. He looked at Amon, stretched his body leisurely, and said with a smile:
"Just kill me."