Mystery: The High-Dimensional Overlooker.

"Except for the fact that that person chose to sacrifice his life, which surprised me at the time, I could have guessed what happened next even if I didn't rely on extraordinary abilities. Frankly speaking, it was boring. I wouldn't be fooled by the daughter of an ordinary person." Meng pushed up his monocle, and then said to the clone in front of him:

"It's just that the old form of existence proved that human nature is useful. I have to admit this. I don't know how he obtained human nature, but I think the way we are working hard now is not wrong - after all This was how Antigonus gained some so-called humanity by relying on his followers."

After saying that, Amon shook his head regretfully:

"What a pity. It seems that He is unwilling to support me in becoming the Lord of Mysteries. Instead, He favors Mr. Door who is currently in the seal. Otherwise, I actually think that we can become very good friends and I can become an old friend." You can travel with Him in the stars one day."

Amon licked his lips: "That must be interesting."

Having said that, Amon twisted his wrist and "stealed" the distance between himself and Moon City, causing the clone he was attached to to appear outside Moon City in an instant. He flipped his wrist and handed a lantern he had stolen to the clone:

"The rest is up to you."

The avatar took the lantern in the hands of the main body, raised the corner of its mouth slightly, and walked towards Yuecheng step by step.In the process of walking, a pair of somewhat illusory pitch-black wings gradually grew from the back of his classical wizard robe.

Above the Moon City, the people on guard naturally noticed a little fire emerging from the darkness and immediately became vigilant. He patted the young man next to him with his hand and said to him: "Hurry up and inform the high priest that there is a situation! There is a fire over there, I don't know what it is!"

It's most likely a monster... but the person on duty may not be without the illusion that someone will come to save them.

However, just when the young man wanted to take action, his mind suddenly went blank and he completely forgot what he wanted to do. His movements just stopped there, like a statue.

Amon, who was holding a lantern, smiled and came up with an idea in his mind. Through this, Amon "stole" his thoughts and "returned" them to the residents of the entire Moon City. Following Amon's movements, overlapping voices suddenly echoed in these people's brains:

"I am Amun, son of the Creator, my father's angel of time."

"Your perseverance has been recognized by me. During these three thousand years of darkness, you have not abandoned my father. I am here to save you."

In an instant, everyone in Moon City noticed Amon’s presence. After hearing that they were about to be saved, some people were almost so ecstatic that they lost control. Only with the comfort of others did they feel a little relieved. Amon looked at the current appearance of the residents of Moon City and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. He continued to "broadcast" his voice to the people of the entire Moon City in the same way as before:

"I came here not to destroy, but to give you the light you deserve."

"My father was betrayed by the fallen angels and is now sleeping in the darkness. It is good that you still remember the glory of your father even in the darkness."

Amon pushed up his monocle and continued to say to the people in front of him:

"Hehe, I am here on behalf of my father. If you are willing to recite my name, I will continue to perform the duties my father entrusted to me and continue to protect you in this dangerous place."

"This is a reward for your perseverance here."

After Amon finished speaking, he waited for a while, and saw a thin hand protruding from the slightly opened door. Amon looked intently, and saw an old man with a hunched body. Although he looked a little thin, he walked firmly. walked out, and walked resolutely in the direction of Amon.The corners of Amon's mouth turned up slightly, waiting for the old man's response.

What will he do? Will you recite my honorable name like those who turned their backs on their father before? Or will he angrily ask me why I haven't come to save them in these three thousand years? Or are you resolutely unwilling to change your beliefs and use your own life to maintain the loyalty of your city-state to your father?

Amon thought happily and responded to all these situations. As the son of the Creator, Amon disdains lying on such trivial matters.

The God of Deception always kept his word. He had promised to save the Moon City residents who chanted his honorable name, and he would not do anything else. This time, in order to verify the previous thinking of the High-Dimensional Overlooker, he did not even try to mislead these poor people with his words.

Of course, if these residents are unwilling to recite Amon's honorable name, then he will not meddle in other people's business, nor will he completely destroy the Moon City like he previously destroyed those city-states that turned their backs on the ancient sun god. After Amon learned that the True Creator was also his half-father, Amon no longer cared about the city-states that might convert to the True Creator.

Just like Amon's purpose, he came here to spread his own beliefs or to understand what human nature is. It is precisely because of this that the residents living in this polluted city have a glimmer of hope in front of Amon.

Of course, for the residents of Moon City, being saved naturally comes at a price. They only need to pay their faith to restore light, which is a small price to pay.

Believing in the father and believing in the child, this made no difference to these people who were eager to see the light. Even if they were only given a fragile straw, these poor people would try their best to hold on to it.

"I understand, Lord Amon... no, the respected son of the Creator."

The old man obviously seemed a little embarrassed when facing this young-looking angel. Since his birth, the entire city has been shrouded in boundless darkness, and the only thing that can illuminate the place is the flickering thunder in the sky.

Yes, the residents here all believe in the ancient sun god and the original creator (the ancient sun god calls himself).

But please don’t forget one thing: Ever since the Feast of Betrayal took place on this continent and the ancient Sun God was devoured by many angel kings, no god has responded to this city-state that stands firm in the darkness. The brilliance of the Creator has been washed away and almost disappeared after three thousand years. The ancient sun god was the sun, but the residents here have never seen the sun.

Even for the High Priest of the Moon City, the Creator and the many kings of angels only exist as things told by the oral traditions passed down by their fathers and the murals on the walls.

What appeared in front of him at this moment was like a myth resurrected from ancient times.

"Dear Lord Shi Angel." The old man looked at Amon with almost pleading eyes: "Lord...is he really asleep?"

"Undoubtedly." Amon pushed the monocle on his right eye, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. The dark wings behind him made him look unusually burly. "I came here to fulfill the world my father once promised you."

"Those who recite my name will be saved. If you are worried about whether you will betray my father's faith. Then you don't have to worry at all."

Amon said to them in a persuasive manner:

"Even in that ancient era, even when I didn't need believers, my father would still ask one or two city-states to be my believers."

"There must be many among us who are unwilling to change their belief in the Lord and your father." The old man closed his eyes in pain and said respectfully to Amon:

"Your Excellency, Angel of Time. I am willing to recite your honorable name first. Even when the Lord wakes up and He says that I am guilty, I am still willing to bear the original sin of being sentenced to hell."

"Okay, I agree to your request." Amon pushed up his monocle:

"My honorable name is:"

"Playing with the hands of time."

"Traveling in the shadow of fate."

"The personification of fraud and mischief."

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Meanwhile, Derrick Berg stood behind the Chief of Silver City, and on the other side stood Elder Lovia, a believer in the True Creator. Derrick's forehead was already sweating, but he remained restrained in his thoughts and actions, silently guarding the Chief.

Across from Derrick Berg sat a young man wearing classic wizard attire and a monocle. Amon, with an enigmatic smile on his face, was conversing with Colin. Derrick had just learned the identity of this young man: the Angel of Time, the son of the noble Creator.

He said that He came to save the Silver City.

Don't ever find out that I have converted to "The Fool"... Derrick lowered his head, not daring to look. Colin shook his head slowly but firmly, and said to Amon:

"We are grateful for your help, Your Highness, Angel of Time."

"But the Lord has awakened and responded to us. We have held fast here for a thousand years, and we must wait here for the Lord's return."

I worked hard and came out!

The 10,000-word update was completed today!

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Chapter 108 The first confrontation

"Okay, that's good. It shows that you have a firm belief in your father. In that case, I'll leave." Amon nodded nonchalantly, disappearing without a trace of emotion. After confirming that Amon had completely left, Derrick Berg breathed a sigh of relief, but then he said doubtfully:

"Chief, why don't you agree to Lord Amon's request?"

"In this case... we should be able to get salvation."

"Alas..." Colin shook his head, and his eyes couldn't help showing a little hesitation.Immediately, he suppressed the look in his eyes, and said to the two people behind him:

“The Lord has revived us and we no longer need to let others save us.”

"Is that so..." Derrick Berg nodded, rubbed his eyes tiredly, and left with Lovia. Chief Colin, however, sat in his chair, silent for a long time.

He didn't believe Amon. Amon's purpose in coming here was not simple. Colin couldn't help but have some memories in his mind. After all, Silver City had contact with Amon more than forty years ago...

Outside the Silver City, Amon's mouth curled up slightly as he murmured a name:

"Huh, Fool?"

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Time came to Monday again in a blink of an eye. Klein, who still had no achievements in investigating the case this week, held a Tarot meeting with Gao Wei as usual.

Gray fog gradually spread over the hall, lighting up the dark red stars beside the long table one by one. Klein is sitting on his throne, with a "Red Priest" and a "Black Emperor" blasphemy card placed on the table at hand.

Audrey appeared in front of Klein. She looked at Klein, who was sitting in the highest seat, and a perfect smile gradually formed at the corner of her mouth. However, just when Audrey was about to say hello, she suddenly noticed that the surrounding fog had changed. From the position of the "sun", a bug with twelve rings on its body quietly emerged.

This, what is this... Audrey couldn't help but show a bit of horror in her eyes.

The symbol of "Sun" Derrick Berg's path began to change silently, becoming distorted and chaotic, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a symbol like a clock.

That's Amon!

Derrick Berg looked at the translucent bugs emerging from his body in a daze. He didn't even feel fear. The fear in his mind had been stolen by Amon, leaving him standing there blankly, acting as an anchor for Amon's invasion of Sefirah Castle.

"Oh, 'The Fool'?"

The gray fog surged even more violently. Outside the fog, Amon, dressed in classical wizard attire and a monocle, curved his lips and extended his right hand toward Klein in Sefirah Castle.

"Bethel, I didn't expect that you would be the one to hold the Source Castle in the end. When did it start? Did it start when you were jointly sealed by the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms?"

"I'm really surprised! You guys deceived everyone, allowing you to accommodate the 'Origin Castle' quietly!"

Amon said in admiration, seeming to be surprised by the "strategy" of these three people.

Amon now suddenly felt that what the high-dimensional overlooker said was too reasonable, and human nature might really be a useful thing. If I hadn’t chosen to save the residents of the God-Forsaken Land that I would never have even looked at, I wouldn’t have met the favored ones of “The Fool” by chance, and I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to sense the “Origin Castle” !

The corners of Amon's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but think in his heart. Of course, if this sentence was heard by the High-Dimensional Overlooker, "He" would only secretly criticize it in his heart.

This isn't how you use human nature, you bastard!

Seeing Amon extending his hand into the Origin Castle, Klein reacted very quickly and responded first. He gently held the Blasphemy Card in front of him with his hand, and mobilized the power of the gray fog with the help of the magical item that Gao Wei had left on top of the gray fog.

The mysterious master supported by the High Dimensional Overlooker is indeed Bethel... Amon immediately thought after seeing the scene in front of him. While thinking about how Mr. Door would respond with his character, Amon twisted his wrist and summoned the uniqueness of the wrong path.

As the monocle that Amon removed was attached to the Source Castle, the gray fog began to roll inward uncontrollably.

According to Mr. "Gate"'s previous fighting method, he would give priority to ensuring that he can suppress me... Amon thought and made a decision:

You can't be restrained by Mr. "Gate". This time, the goal is to grasp the right to use a part of "Origin Castle".

However, Amon's opponent this time is Klein.

These squirming gray fogs like a storm blocked the power that Klein had mobilized just now when he came into contact with the Card of Profanity. However, Klein was not too flustered and picked up another Blasphemy card at hand and stuck it on the gray mist.

This is a "Red Priest" card!

At the same time, Gao Wei also followed Mr. Fool to take action. His body used the part of the "Origin Castle" he intercepted in the starry sky to directly analyze the seal belonging to "The Fool" from the sealed objects he left on the gray mist. "The sequence of pathways to the power of three ancient scholars.

Moreover, through the status of the Red Priest Card, Gao Wei directly contacted the war angel Medici, who was now with the real Creator, on Sefirah Castle.

"Who is calling you, Mr. Medici!" Medici asked arrogantly as soon as he appeared. Gao Wei, who was now standing next to Klein, silently kicked the True Creator in the mind of the incarnation that was being transported to Backlund.

"What's the matter?" asked the True Creator in confusion.

"Your son ran up to Origin Castle for some unknown reason. Hurry up and ask your Red Angel to help." The high-dimensional Overlooker said to the True Creator:

"Otherwise, I'm going to summon the Fallen Mother Goddess to help - even if it's your child, I don't want a guy who looks very similar to Tianzun to take control of Origin Castle."

"Amon?"

The true creator was immediately confused. Now that he had regained most of his sanity, he knew his former son quite well.