Chapter 126 If Amon meets a high-dimensional observer

Chapter 126 If Amon meets a high-dimensional observer

Has a miracle really come?

Fors stood there, staring blankly at the starry sky above her head.

In her limited knowledge of mysticism, there is a very useful life-saving rule.

That is not to pray for help from mysterious beings other than the Seven Gods.

Once you chant their full names, it is easy to attract the gazes of those mysterious beings, and then there is a high probability that extremely tragic things will happen.

Because most of those mysterious beings are disguised by evil gods and demons. While they respond to your prayers, they will also take the opportunity to take away your soul and life.

Doing business with demons, death is just the beginning.

At this moment, as she watched, a mysterious and magnificent palace appeared in the starry sky above her head.

In that palace, sat a phantom whose specific face could not be seen.

He seemed to be made of stars, without any ominous, evil breath, but only sacredness and warmth.

Fors opened her mouth, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

She wanted to bend down to worship to show her piety, but found that her whole body had frozen, and even her breathing was intermittent.

She was afraid, excited, and delighted.

"Respected... Star Returner... Good evening."

After being stunned for a long time, Fors gradually regained her sanity. As soon as she opened her mouth, she felt ashamed and wanted to bang her head against the wall.

What good evening!

That was an ancient existence, and her first words were such a greeting!

"Don't be nervous, the stars will not blame any devout believer."

In the Hall of Stars, Hastur resisted the urge to laugh and tried to speak in a calm tone to maintain his mysterious, powerful and omnipotent image.

Fors's nervous mood was relieved immediately. She bent down and said in a trembling voice: "I confess to you that I was not a believer of the stars before tonight. I just read out your full name because I wanted to seek your help. I hope you can give me the gift to fight against the whispers of the full moon."

"You are very honest, and honesty is a valuable virtue. Now, are you willing to become a believer of the stars?"

Fors lowered her head and said: "Yes."

Emperor Roselle once said: "There is no free bread in the world."

If you want to seek help and protection from the existence in front of you, then offering your faith is already the most insignificant price you pay.

"Under the light of the stars, the full moon will also be eclipsed. Whenever the full moon comes, you can get the protection of the stars by chanting your name."

"Thank you for the protection of the stars!"

Fors's thanks were absolutely sincere.

No matter what mysterious existence the other party is, as long as it can save your life, it is a worthy existence for you to be grateful for.

Hasta didn't say anything else. After thinking for a while, he used the power of the Hall of Stars to guide the starlight into Fors' body, trying to help her recover from her severe injuries.

As for whether it would work, he didn't dare to guarantee it. This was just an attempt.

It could also be regarded as a baptism from the stars.

Fors was surprised at first, and then hurriedly thanked the stars for their blessing.

Her originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and her injured body seemed to be bathed in warm water and nourished in the warmth.

When the starlight dissipated, Fors felt that her seriously ill body seemed to have transformed and reborn.

Her weak spirit did not feel any pain at this moment.

"The stars will always watch you."

After Hasta finished speaking, he directly cut off the connection with Fors.

The Hall of Stars gradually dissipated along with the bright starry sky.

The sky above the roof once again returned to its usual darkness.

Fors was silent for a long time before she clenched her fist and shouted happily: "Xiu! I have been blessed by the stars!"

Xiu, who had been waiting outside the door and was nervous, heard Fors' happy voice from inside the room, hurriedly opened the door, and walked quickly to Fors' side.

After looking at her body everywhere, he put down his worries and said: "Fortunately, all parts are intact, and there are no missing arms or legs."

"Don't worry, I know my body well, and now I have recovered my former health."

Xiu was stunned and said: "Is the effect so obvious?"

"I do feel very comfortable, and I don't have the breathless and weak feeling before."

Fors carefully felt her body and did not feel anything wrong.

Xiu also touched Fors's various parts, and when her hand touched Fors's cheek, she exclaimed: "Fors! Has your skin become whiter and tenderer?"

"Really?"

Fors was overjoyed, and just as she was about to reach out and touch her cheek, she was stopped by Xiu.

"I was just kidding you, do you really think your skin has become whiter?"

"Damn it! You made me happy for nothing!"

After some laughter and joking, Xio sighed and said, "Did you really communicate with that mysterious being just now?"

"Well, listen to me and I will tell you slowly..."

...

The next day, after finishing breakfast, Hastur went to the study to open the window for ventilation and saw Will's message on the paper crane.

He thought about it, picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: Guess.

"Even Will who lives in Backlund can be blocked, so we don't have to worry about the peeping eyes of the high-dimensional overlooker, right?"

Hasta subconsciously looked up at the sky. Yesterday's heavy rain lasted until early morning.

The air in Backlund today is much cleaner than before, and the air quality has also been significantly improved.

If the Extraordinaries of the Church of Storms could summon a storm to wash the sky every day, then Backlund's air quality should be several levels better.

This is a major event that benefits the entire people of Backlund.

After waiting for about half an hour, Will's new message appeared on the paper crane, an angry expression holding a knife and fork.

Hasta smiled and untied the paper crane, placed it on the palm of his hand, and then returned to the bedroom.

Not long after he fell asleep, Will came to his dreamland.

Will first looked Hastur up and down, and then sighed: "If I hadn't known that nothing happened to you, I would have thought that you were completely crushed by something, without even letting go of a breath."

"Just learn a little trick to cover up your breath."

Will curled his lips and said: "What little method can involve the secret power of the night?"

"You seem to be very afraid of hidden authority?"

"Nonsense, you can completely hide yourself without fear of being plotted or spied on. This kind of ability is something I am afraid of."

Will rolled his eyes at Hastur and did not continue to ask about the matter. Instead, he said: "I came to you last night to remind you that Bernadette may be promoted to Sequence 2 in this incident. If She is still in Backlund, and if you meet her again, it will be easy to see what is special about her."

"If I had known that you already had a countermeasure, I wouldn't have bothered to remind you."

"Secret authority is such a good thing."

Will is both fearful and covetous of hidden powers. If he holds the Wheel of Fortune in his left hand and the Hidden Powers in his right hand, he can basically see the secrets of all gods.

Hasta thought for a moment and said: "I will ask someone to send you double the ice cream to thank you for reminding you this time."

"That's right. Young people should have this kind of awareness."

Will's eyes narrowed, obviously satisfied with Hastur's knowledge.

"Has the matter of the high-dimensional overlookers been completely resolved?"

"Roughly the same."

Will took two steps, supported his chin with his right hand and said, "Actually, with His status, the authority and power shown yesterday should be more terrifying, but it always feels like an anticlimax."

Hastur also feels this way. After all, the high-dimensional overlooker was born into Backlund too quickly, and the super star ruler next door still needs the help of the Mother Tree of Desire.

"A bluff?"

"It should have something to do with His authority."

Will obviously got a glimpse of part of the authority of the High Dimensional Overlooker from yesterday's battle.

Hastur motioned for Will to continue.

"Higher dimensions, time and space, projection... He is at a higher latitude. He sees us just like we see the characters in the painting, and even we are just an imperceptible point in the painting."

"When the latitude space undergoes drastic changes, He can even manipulate time. He did not use this ability yesterday. Maybe it was too restrictive."

"People will form shadows when illuminated by the sun. Perhaps low latitudes themselves are projections of high latitudes, so He can use his authority to drop a ray of his own consciousness from the depths of the starry sky, or incarnate a shadow."

Will seriously talked about his new understanding of the high-dimensional overlookers.

Hastur benefited a lot from this, thinking of the thread beneath the cocoon of light.

If a silk thread represents a projection, then judging from the size of that light cocoon and the silk threads wrapped around its body, a high-dimensional overlooker may be able to cast thousands of shadow clones at one time!

Isn't this equivalent to an enhanced version of Amon?

Hastur's heart trembled, and at the same time he couldn't help imagining what would happen when the high-dimensional overlooker met Amon.

Will there be a competition to see who has more clones?

A bunch of people here are Amon, and a bunch of people over there are high-dimensional overlookers.

Here is a monocle of pure color, and over there is a white platinum eyeball...

Hastur stopped this terrible imagination and considered it: "Tell me, is it possible for a high-dimensional overlooker to give birth to multiple shadow incarnations at once?"

"Of course. With His status, it is not difficult to do such a thing."

After Will answered, he thought of something and said with a smile: "If that's the case, you don't have to worry so much. When strength is combined, it gathers, and when divided, it disperses."

"If He really sent down dozens or hundreds of shadow clones, his power would probably be around Sequence 2. After all, this is not a starry sky."

"Hehe, it's really interesting to be able to face off against that annoying guy Amon. I can't wait to see that scene."

"..."

Hastur was speechless, Will obviously enjoyed watching the fun more than he did.