Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 3: Twilight channel
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"Error" ... Bug ... This is the essence of 《Thief》 path? While Klein was a little bit surprised, it also determined one thing.
That is the father of ancient Sun God, Silver City Creator, Amon, really from the earth.
The word that Amon said just now is standard English!
My fellow, your two children can hurt me ... just like Bernadette ... Klein asks with curiosity while vomiting in his heart:
"You want to use this dream world, loopholes?"
Klein controlled himself, and did not use "Bug" to express, so as to avoid suspicion of Amon due to a too normal accent, Pingbai revealed a trump card.
In the face of such a deep-seated King of Angels who can steal his own ideas, his trump card itself is very rare, and each one should be used well, maybe when it will produce wonders.
At this time, Amon has walked outside the black monastery.
With one hand in his pocket, he opened the heavy door open without any action, as if welcoming the guests.
"You can think of it this way, but it's actually a bit more complicated than that." Amon did not show the majesty of "blasphemer", answering the Klein's question casually, "There is no error in this dream world itself, or The vulnerability is only due to various residual divine power conflicts, and it appears to be chaotic in some places, and I can use this chaos to create a loophole. "
With the tall main entrance for the giant fully open, Amon squeezed the monocles he was wearing and walked past the hall to the inside.
In the process, He smiled and explained further:
"You should be very clear that this monastery is made up of dreams."
"Well, the dreams of different creatures from the Battle of Gods ruins." Klein thought for a while and added, "It may also be legacy from some dreams in the past."
At this time, one person and one Angel are walking on a winding black staircase, and the light of dusk shines through the stained glass from the height, bringing a sacred red.
Amon touched the human race skull relief on the armrest, smiling and enjoying everything around:
"Normally speaking, where you enter this dream world and where you wake up will be, no matter whether you are in the dream of other creatures in other seas."
Klein ca n’t nod and can only express his point of view with words:
"Yes."
"And after I made the loophole, I can enter other dreams and wake up at the corresponding location. Obviously, this monastery is much smaller than the ruined ocean outside, and the structure is more compact, maybe a few minutes, we Can reach the destination. "Amon's tone was a little pleasant.
For him, creating and exploiting loopholes seems like a happy thing in itself.
...... This ... Amon can use this method to quickly pass the Battle of Gods ruins, not to mention a week or two, even one or two hours will not be wasted ... It is King of Angels, fourth era "blasphemer" ... Klein A glimmer of hope just now disappeared instantly.
He did n’t know if Amon deliberately did n’t explain in advance, so as to enjoy the process of repeatedly bursting bubbles of hope from his goal, or he did n’t even care about such small things, and could only control the strong frustration:
"Are you going to support the key dream of this unreal world?"
He remembered mentioning "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette, she did n’t dare to enter behind the black wooden door in the deepest part of the monastery.
"Not me, but us." Amon replied with a smile.
He suddenly seemed to remember something, and raised his hand to adjust the position of the next monocle, and asked with great interest:
"Why do you put a single lens on Secret Puppet?
"This saves me from having to prepare myself."
"..." Klein embarrassed for a second, then thought for a second, and decided to answer truthfully, "Not long ago, in order to digest 'Crafty Mage'magical medicine, I deliberately put on this monocle in front of the evil spirit Red Angel.
The Amon walking down the stairs step by step suddenly stopped, looked sideways at Klein, and a little smile appeared:
"I have an idea."
The "Angel of Time" said thoughtfully:
"The guy in Medici is not dead yet. When I meet him next time, I will be like you, wearing monocle again in front of him."
... Poor Sauron Einhorn Medici ... You are a complete King of Angels, do you want to be so boring ... this is the so-called "prank god"? Klein heard emotions for a while and didn't know what to say.
Amon pressed the single piece of glasses carved from the crystal and asked instead:
"Did you put these glasses on your left eye?"
"How do you know?" Klein was taken aback, thinking that Amon had stolen that scene from the fog of history.
"How do I know?" Amon smiled and said, "There are two possibilities. One is that your sequence is low. It is definitely not the opponent of the Medici guy. I am afraid that the disguise is too real, and I will encounter fatal subconscious attack reasoning. Out, the second is, if you have the intention to imitate me, and complete the correct imitation, then I may be able to perceive the matter with the ripples of fate, since I did not find it, then explain the position of the monocle Not right.
"Guess what is possible."
... I will choose the most dangerous possibility, whether it is true or false ... In this way, I will be more careful and more cautious in similar things in the future ... Of course, first of all, there will be later ... Because Amon has performed before Without being fierce or oppressive, Klein unconsciously relaxed a little bit of alertness, and felt that the other party was a very good King of Angels. Now, he suddenly wakes up and understands that this is the quality of the top fraudster!
"The second possibility." Klein gave his own answer.
Amon didn't answer if he guessed right. After walking up the stairs, he came to the monastery bottom level and stopped in front of a black wooden door covered with strange patterns.
"I've been here. Once the door is fully opened, the power inside will break the entire dream world." Klein said actively, trying to extract more historical secrets from Amon.
Amon grasped the handle, and said on the thin face, twisting and expressionlessly:
"This is my father's last dream, the corresponding place is where he fell."
…… The ruins of Battle of Gods were the battlefields where Rose of Redemption besieged the ancient Sun God, and were they the source of Great Cataclysm? Klein heard the tension, and thoughts rushed.
For this answer, after understanding the composition of Rose of Redemption, he has already made corresponding guesses against the various anomalies in the Battle of Gods ruins. Now he is not too shocked. Instead, Ancient Scholar magical medicine has appeared to some extent.
Next, he sighed inexplicably.
This is the closest time between him and the ancient Sun God.
—— When I saw it through "dreamland divination", it was far away in time and space.
Ancient Sun God and Mister Russell Great Emperor are both protagonists of era, but in the end they both ended in disappointment. The ending is miserable ... Mister Russell and legacy are the means of resurrection. I do n’t know if this once "Creator" has a similar arrangement ... "Dark Angel" Saslier? True Creator? Klein thought, and Amon opened the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.
It's a sea in the direct sunlight, and there seems to be a large area of rich gold hidden in the waves.
Klein did n’t understand what the rich gold of this blockbuster represented last time, but now I have a preliminary idea:
That is the blood of ancient Sun God!
Before he died, he was influenced by the power of Night and fell into a dream, dreaming that he was torn apart and his blood stained the sea.
kuāng dāng!
As the black wooden door opened, an unimaginably strong atmosphere penetrated, causing the entire monastery to shake visibly, as if it was hit by an earthquake that could destroy the world.
In the dust and collapsed stone bricks, Amon and Klein entered the golden sea through the wooden door.
Klein immediately felt that his spiritual body was melting and his spirit was evaporating, and within a few seconds, he would become the nourishment of this dream.
At this time, on the Amon's crystal monolithic glasses, the white and pure brilliance sprayed out thinly, breaking the dream world instantaneously.
He returned the stolen day to the remains of Battle of Gods, letting this transition from night to daylight!
At the same time, his and Klein's figures became slightly transparent, and then appeared directly in the midair of a sea dyed with golden water.
Here, there are higher temperatures than Klein imagined, but not as dangerous as in a dream.
In other words, this ocean in the core area of the Battle of Gods remains is divided into safe areas due to various divine power conflicts. As long as you do not blindly explore, there will not be too many problems.
The next second, Amon's monocle absorbs all the surrounding light and makes itself extremely bright.
The day was stolen and night came again. After Amon and Klein landed on an island in a safe area, they re-entered the dream world.
This time, they appeared outside the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.
Amon corrects the monocle that is being worn on the right eye, and gently pulls with his left hand to steal the distance from the gate of the monastery.
He and Klein took a step forward at the same time, left the monastery, and came to the edge of the cliff, opposite the Royal Court of Giants projection solidified at dusk.
Klein thought that Amon would read the corresponding esteemed name according to the process. Who knows he just raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
The sea of clouds separating the two peaks instantly boiled, splitting towards the left and right sides, revealing a dark gap that could not see the bottom.
The Royal Court of Giants projection on the opposite side suddenly attracted all the dusk light, let them rush forward, and filled the deep gap.
So, between the two peaks, in the misty sea of clouds, a road of orange-red light appeared.
"Let's go." Amon smirked, leaped forward down the cliff, and fell to the passageway condensed in the dusk by the sound of clothing hunting.
Klein can't resist, but can only follow the jump off the cliff.