Wearing a monocle and wearing the image of Winner Enuni, Amon didn't seem like an infiltrator or an attacker, but a visitor. He spoke of the preparations he had made in advance, as well as the origins of Arrodes, with a desire to show off.
Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped. He saw Dawn Dantès turn into a gray rat with dirty fur.
The rat raised its right front paw and pressed down on its eye socket.
At the same time, in the garden of 160 Böklund Street, the thin and angular German Sparrow with black hair and brown eyes appeared in the middle of a bunch of roses.
Just now, while Amon was talking about a very attractive topic, he had secretly split out a Worm of Time in an attempt to invade Klein's body and parasitize him. However, Klein had been on high alert the entire time. Through the changes in his Spirit Body Threads, he had sensed this matter. At the critical moment, he had switched places with a marionette that he had quickly created!
Silently, the mixed-blood Amon appeared in front of Klein once again.
Behind "Him," a twelve-ringed transparent worm fell from the third floor and returned to "His" body.
And at that instant, the earthworms in the garden's soil, the vermin in the trees, and the rats in the shadows crawled out. They either surrounded the spot where German Sparrow and Amon were facing each other, or they distanced themselves from the area.
The reason why Klein had patiently listened to Amon's words was mainly because he was making the best use of his time to create a marionette!
To a Bizarro Sorcerer, only having a marionette was considered complete!
Amon still wasn't in a rush to take action. He pinched the monocle that was clamped deep into his eye socket and looked around.
He said with a smile, "Your actions often expose your problems. To a mentor in the field of deception, what you did was enough for me to grasp your weakness.
"In such a tense and dangerous situation, you actually only turned rats, vermin, birds, and earthworms into your marionettes. You didn't consider the butlers, maids, and servants in the house. What does this mean? It means that you have excellent moral standards and still view yourself as a human. You aren't willing to harm them.
"By grasping this point, even if this clone of mine is weaker than you, I can still toy with you until you collapse. You won't be able to die even if you want to.
"Ah, right. You can stop your attempts at secretly controlling my Spirit Body Threads. This is because you are controlling the Spirit Body Threads I stole. They belong to your butler, your maid, and your carriage driver. If this continues, I'm afraid you will blame yourself."
Even Spirit Body Threads can be stolen? No, it's more like a transference … Klein's expression froze as he stopped controlling Amon's Spirit Body Threads.
He had been so patient, allowing Amon to spout nonsense, because he had the thought of secretly making Amon's avatar his marionette.
To a Bizarro Sorcerer, this sort of battle that involved stalling for time and secretly exerting influence was what he was best at and most fond of. Unfortunately, he had encountered Blasphemer Amon, who was currently at the pinnacle of the Marauder pathway. Even if it was only an avatar, it left him somewhat helpless.
In fact, Klein suspected that Amon was lying to him, but he couldn't tell, so he didn't dare to take the risk.
At such times, he needed the cooperation of a Spectator!
"You said so much? It can't be purely to think of a way to Parasitize me, right? You should know that before heavily injuring me, it's very difficult for you to Parasitize a Bizarro Sorcerer who can see Spirit Body Threads, "the German Sparrow Klein looked at Amon and suddenly said calmly.
Amon immediately chuckled.
"You finally realized it."
"You're stealing my fate?" Klein switched places with his marionette once again, allowing his actual body to constantly appear in various corners of the garden.
"No." Amon shook his head and stuffed his hands into his pockets as he leisurely said with a smile, "This magic mirror, Arrodes, is actually willing to listen to your instructions and deliberately curry favor with you. That means that you're definitely not as simple as I imagined. I'm not a Beyonder of the Tyrant pathway, so I definitely won't rashly steal your fate. Heh heh, I suddenly have a premonition that directly replacing you will result in something I don't wish to see happening."
"How do you know that Arrodes is currying favor with me? Flora Jacob's fate shouldn't have such matters. "The German Sparrow Klein appeared on the tree with a swoosh.
His different marionettes continued changing locations.
Amon pulled out a hand and pinched his chin.
"Didn't I just say that? I spent some time to distinguish and search for the source. Yes, I went to the Church of Steam and Machinery and had a chat with Arrodes. It wasn't too honest and would rather suffer my torture than divulge your true origins. Unfortunately, it was inside the Church of Steam and Machinery. Otherwise, I could directly Parasitize it and know everything. "
It can even Parasitize a living Sealed Artifact? If Arrodes strictly abides by the rules, then its past answers indicate that it isn't aware of my actual situation. It only has certain guesses … Klein's eyes widened slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Amon laugh.
"You really aren't anxious at all. What are you waiting for?
"Don't you know that my pathway's corresponding Sequence 2 is called Trojan Horse of Destiny? Even though I'm just an ordinary clone right now, there are still some abilities that I can use. For example, I can tamper with your fate, causing it to make certain mistakes for a certain period of time. For example, no matter how much you call for help, no one will notice.
"Haha, that is to say, even if you activate the Emblem of Darkness in your hand, you can only borrow the influence of Concealment. You won't be able to transmit your thoughts for help over, no matter what your agreement was. Also, even if you shout for help or create an explosion, the passersby and servants in the house won't be able to hear you.
"That's why I said so much just now. For an ordinary clone, this kind of operation requires enough time.
"Alright, it's your turn to answer my question."
Klein didn't answer directly as he constantly switched positions with the marionettes. However, he always maintained a marionette in front of Amon so that he could "communicate" with him.
At this moment, he made the marionette ask:
"Since you've already taken control of the Domain of Destiny, why aren't you attacking?
"You also seem to be waiting …"
Before the German Sparrow, who had elongated into a thin "paper figurine," finished his sentence, there was an intense gust of wind from afar.
Leonard, who was wearing a black trench coat, was pulled by a silver-inlaid cane as he flew to Böklund Street at high speeds!
Klein, who had already flashed to Amon's side, immediately said:
"This is what I've been waiting for!"
As he spoke, he activated the Emblem of Darkness in his hand.
And at the same time, he snapped his fingers with his left palm, igniting the tallest tree in the garden, causing the scarlet flames to soar into the sky.
This was so obvious, like a gigantic torch. It was an anomaly that could be seen at a glance across the entire street. However, be it the maidservants who were wiping the windows on the first floor or the pedestrians strolling under the Intis parasol tree, none of them noticed it. Even Leonard Mitchell, who was in midair, ignored this scene as he rapidly approached 39 Böklund Street.
At this moment, Pallez Zoroast's slightly-aged voice sounded in this Red Glove's mind, "Turn around.
Head to Unit 160. "
"…" Although Leonard was puzzled, he didn't ask as he had rich experience in Beyonder matters. He immediately tugged at the Word of the Sea and changed directions.
In the garden of 160 Böklund Street, Amon looked up and pressed his right hand on the crystal monocle as he chuckled.
"This is also what I've been waiting for."
"He" didn't look at German Sparrow as the smile on "His" face gradually became more obvious.
"He" continued in an irrepressible pleasant surprise, "He" actually discovered the anomaly of this region's fate …
"It's' Him, 'Pallez!"
As "He" spoke, this Blasphemer changed his actions and adjusted "His" monocle.
At this moment, the entire street was blanketed in a strange darkness, as though it had been isolated from reality, becoming a secret.
In the activity room of 39 Böklund Street, Hazel looked out the window and muttered in puzzlement,
"Is it going to rain?"
This wasn't an important matter. She then retracted her gaze and extended her hand towards the three-tiered tray that held the afternoon tea.
Then, she saw her father, Macht, open his right hand in a strange manner.
Beams of light condensed out of thin air, forming a crystal monocle in his palm.
Macht then wore the monocle on his right eye.
This … Hazel clearly sensed that something was amiss as she looked at the others in the room in panic.
Her mother, Lady Riana, took off the ornament on the bridge of her nose and put on a monocle that came out of nowhere. The servants standing beside her also took out the same monocle and put it on their right eyes at the same time.
Thud!
Hazel instinctively stood up as she retreated, knocking her chair to the ground.
This sound alarmed everyone in the room. Macht, Ma 'am Riana, and the servants turned their heads to look at Hazel.
Bit by bit, the corners of their mouths suffused smiles.
"Ah!"
Hazel instantly broke down as she let out a shrill scream.
This scream spread out of the house and penetrated the garden, attracting the attention of the passersby on the streets. As for Amon, he had already lowered his right hand that was holding the monocle. He looked at the figure in midair and laughed.
"Pallez, it's already 1350 years of the Fifth Epoch. The technique of relying on avatars to raise one's level is long outdated."
Behind "Him," Klein didn't waste his breath. As he reached into "His" pocket as though he was pulling out a gun, he made Creeping Hunger turn transparent, condensing a transparent book in front of him.
And with a gentle raise of Amon's hand, the human-skinned glove vanished.
However, along with the human-skinned glove, German Sparrow's figure had vanished.
Pa!
It wasn't a glove that landed in Amon's palm, but a rat. A rat that had died due to its marionettes being canceled.
On the other side of Amon, Klein, who wasn't wearing a top hat but a shirt and vest, appeared in a flash. He threw the item he had taken out at his target.
It was a paper crane.
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