When Amon was talking, in the huge vortex behind him, transparent tentacles covered with mysterious patterns had been extended, entwining his different "spiritual lines".

Suddenly, these imaginary fine black lines were lifted without hindrance.

As a result, a strange monster was suspended into the air, like a ham waiting to dry.

The "spirit lines" around Amun were stolen by him when he did not know!

While Charathu launched his attack, his other slippery tentacles kept reaching into the void, trying to drag something back.

That is how a couple of times, a figure quickly sketched out.

He had long maroon hair, blue eyes, high nose bridges, thin lips, two small beards that were well-groomed, and a dark red coat with rusty gold threads. It was the Emperor Intis, Russell Gustav.

As soon as the "Knowledge Emperor" stepped into the real world, he looked down at the magnificent Amon, and in his eyes, one after another complicated and illusory symbols condensed.

He didn't worry about Amon stealing his attack at all, because he prepared an extremely large amount of complicated knowledge that was useless. Whether it was forcibly instilled by him or Amon took it by himself, he could achieve the purpose of bursting into the opponent's mind.

Just as the historical pore projection of Emperor Russell was completely formed, Chalatu's transparent tentacles dragged another figure.

The figure had a young face, but its long hair was already half-white. They rose back and floated in the air, hiding half and half in the night.

This is an angel Klein doesn't know. He is a male, with dark eyes and vicissitudes. His facial features are not bad, but a handful of thick black short hairs grow on his cheeks, giving people an old age. Youthful, irrational and crazy contradictory feelings.

Immediately, He turned into a group of creeping and clinging worms, extending the transparent and tentative tentacles similar to Zarathu's projection.

Obviously, this is also an angel of the "Divination" approach.

At this point, Klein didn't even dare to look directly at the situation in the air, but he was aware of some familiarity when he was inspired.

The second angel summoned by Zarathu is the son of the ancient god, the original ancestor of the Antigonus family!

This is the historical pore projection of when he had not yet become a "fool."

Obviously, Zarathu was well prepared during this time.

As Antigonus showed a complete mythical biological form, the surrounding environment changed again, and the darkness became richer. As if it had its own life, it swarmed into a huge, wearing a classic black robe, wearing a pointed soft hat and a single Amun with glasses.

In this dark place, all the monsters instantly became secret puppets.

Antigonus seemed to separate the ancient **** and **** kingdom from memory into the real world, thereby separating Amon and Klein.

This is also a miracle.

When the miracle came, Zarathu's transparent tentacles dragged a third projection from the fog of history.

This is a knight in black full body armor. He was a demigod in the Solomon Empire in the Quaternary Period and did not leave a too prominent reputation in history.

However, He has another identity, that is, he is a member of the "Red of War" Legion, whose leader is the Angel King Medici.

In this corps, each member can communicate with the "Red Angel" Medici in a heart-like manner.

In other words, Medici can gather their power and pass their power to them.

——The ability of "ancient scholars" cannot involve "uniqueness", even if the qualitative change is obtained through the improvement of the sequence, but the "fortune tellers" will no doubt seek to clear the ball and try to bypass it. Restrictions, to a certain extent, get help with "uniqueness."

Klein accomplishes this by summoning a goddess with only a little power to drop containers, while Chalatu summons the strong in the "Red War" legion.

At this moment, that projection is equal to part of Medici!

The knight in black full body armor stepped on the battlefield, glanced dullly, and immediately laughed:

"Yo, little crow, will the hair I burnt grow?"

Because the historical pore projection summoned by him also summoned three angel-level historical pore projections, Kline's maintenance pressure surged instantly, and he suspected that he might not be able to support it for ten seconds.

If it were not for this change, he would most likely feel that he had found a way to infinitely improve the combat ability, which is to summon two angels and add one each time, and then the projection of his own summons two angels and one, and so on , Descendants are infinitely scarce.

At this time, Ariana, the leader of the monks of the Church of the Night, faded into a secret state, and then he suddenly appeared behind the giant Amon, splitting out a long bone-studded sword in his hand.

Taking advantage of the siege of Amon by the projection of the five angels, Klein transformed the monsters into secret puppets, made them point at themselves, opened their mouths, and made a popping sound.

Air cannonballs roared towards Klein himself.

At the same time, Klein stretched out his hand and easily took out from the air a "Yangyan Charm" that was already inspiring and about to take effect.

He didn't believe that under the multiple attacks, he could still live.

In the banging sound, Klein suddenly heard a "tick."

The whole world seemed to stand still for a moment and then returned to normal.

Klein immediately saw the dark sky break through a large hole, and a beam of purely hot sunlight shone in, lighting a spell made of gold.

That is the "Yangyan Charm", it has become a huge ball of light, surrounded by fireballs of countless flames,

However, the target it attacked was not Klein. It made a mistake and enveloped the demigod of the "Red War" legion.

On the other side, the massive knowledge infused by Russell Gustav, the miracle created by Antigonus, the sword of destruction by Arianna, and the transparent tentacles extended by Zarathu all pointed wrongly. The same goal-a Medic subordinate in black full body armor.

The projection, which to some extent had Medici's will, first burst his head, and even the instinctual response seemed to be lost, and then he was hit by that heavy attack and quickly dissipated in midair.

Wearing a pointed soft hat and a classical wizard's robe, Amon did not know when he had returned to human size and fell to the bottom of the battlefield.

He raised his right hand and straightened the monocles carved from the crystal. A ray of light followed.

Behind him, the ancient mottled complete clock ghost appeared again, and the longest second hand made a small turn at a rapid speed beyond normal speed.

This took less than a second, but everything seemed to have lost a dozen or twenty seconds across the deserted plain.

The historical pore image of Antigonus disappeared, and the historical pore projection of Russell disappeared, followed by the historical pore image of Chalatou and Arianna.

The time they could sustain was stolen.

Klein, who was about to commit a third round of suicide, couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this scene.

He had expected that Amon, the "Blasphemer," could solve the projection of the five angels. After all, the projection was only a projection, which was a lot worse than the body, but he never expected that the other party could understate it so that he had no chance of suicide Really created.

He used his hole cards, but in exchange for such a result, he was inevitably depressed and desperate.

Amon pushed the monocle, stole the distance, stepped in front of Klein, and watched him smile:

"If it were all ontology, it would be really troublesome.

"But the images from the historical pores have very big flaws, and grasping the 'problems' is exactly what I am good at."

Looking at the smile unchanged, there was a lot of joy in his expressions, and he didn't feel the "time angel" who was in a difficult situation just now. Klein slowly fell with a heart, like falling into the abyss.

The inspiration in his mind was touched, and a flash of scenes quickly flashed:

After entering the land abandoned by God, Amon changed his clothes and replaced the dark jacket, woolen trousers and black top hat with the classic magician robe and pointed soft hat in line with the aesthetics of the current era;

After that, he proposed a game of escape and obstruction;

He was extremely confident, and was not worried about leaks ...

Turning his thoughts, Klein's throat was a little dry, and his voice was quite low:

"You, the body ...

"After entering the land abandoned by God, will your body and avatar rendezvous?"

He truly doubted that this one in front of him was Amon's body, the true "Blasphemer", the complete king of angels!

The corner of Amon's mouth with a single lens tilted up slightly:

"It's fun, isn't it?

"You know the expression behind this truth, that's what I want to see in this game."

He clearly acknowledged that he was the ontology, and that he was born with the "uniqueness" of the "stealer" path, the first gear under the gods.

This means that, unless the true God comes, no matter how hard and strenuous Klein can be, he cannot escape from Amon's hands. This is the land abandoned by God, and the only living deity is the "Real Creator." , His interest in "source castle" is not too strong.

At this moment, although there was suspicion that the next Amon had been replaced with the ontology, but when it was truly certain, Klein, who had experienced many hopes and was devastated, still realized what the ultimate despair was, if not for Tarot, it would involve Miss Justice Leonard, if he didn't know that Amon was the best at fraud, he would like to open his mouth and show his willingness to become a partner of the other party.

Isn't it normal to be a member of the other party if you can't fight it ... Klein suddenly flashed in his self, and recalled some words that Amon had said before.

This ... He suddenly opened his eyes sharply, calmed down completely, looked at Amon, moved his body leisurely, and said with a smile:

"just kill me."