Chapter 485: Fateful Duel

Tonight will be darker, more secretive, and more difficult to be spied on than ever before.

The dim light dotted the small bedroom. Dawn Downstairs was standing in front of the window sill. When he heard the sound, he retracted his gaze outside and turned to look at Amon wearing a monocle.

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, "I found you too."

"I have to admire your courage. You deliberately led me here through the secret doll, and you are just a secret doll master of Sequence 5."

Amon's eyes were a little curious. He looked at him carefully for a few more times, and his expression became more serious. He chuckled and said, "It turns out that I was wrong. You are a yellow monk."

Dawn Downstairs nodded gently: "Amon the blasphemer, the life thief who likes to play pranks, what is your own fate?"

Dawn Downstairs, that is, Mrs. Lisa arranged by Hastur, had come here a long time ago according to the oracle and waited for Amon's arrival as Dawn Downstairs.

A faint light emerged from her palm. Under such a calm light, the translucent time worms on the ground that were originally crawling towards her were now frozen in place, as if they were struggling.

Soon, their shapes changed from Amon to Dawn Downstairs.

Mrs. Lisa successfully stole his clone from Amon and turned it into her own puppet.

This was equivalent to stealing the property that a skilled thief had just stolen from his pocket.

Amon watched this scene calmly, gently pushed the monocle on his right eye socket, and clapped his hands and said, "You are also an unexpected life thief."

"It's a pity that my original body is not here, otherwise he should feel very happy. It is not an easy thing to have such a colleague to exchange stealing skills."

"Yellow monk, the extraordinary way of the Yellow King is really interesting."

Facing Amon's praise and hospitality, Mrs. Lisa still faced him as Dawn Downstairs. She had no intention of exchanging stealing experience with Amon.

She came here tonight because the gods gave her another revelation.

She closed her eyes slightly, and starlight, endless starlight poured out of her body, like a tide, washing and enveloping everything around her at a very fast speed.

She couldn't steal Amon's body, but the Amon clone in front of her couldn't stop her from stealing.

Unless He absorbed all the clones in Backlund to make his own strength enter Sequence 2, and this was already the limit of His clone.

"Alas, so impatient, I wanted to talk to you for a few more words." Amon sighed, and said with a smile: "How do you know that I must be a clone when I came to Backlund?"

After the words fell, a huge ancient and mottled shadow rose behind Amon.

It was an ancient object like a wall clock, divided into twelve grids in total, each grid had clear boundaries, and the symbols it had were also different. When the pointer on it began to turn.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and everything around slowed down.

In the living room of No. 39 Böklund Street, Senator Macht, Madam Liana, and the male servants, maids, bodyguards, etc. in the family took off their monocles on their faces and transformed into one light after another in the sight of Hazel's collapse.

In the light, a translucent little bug could be vaguely seen crawling.

Then all the creatures around that were parasitized by Amon turned into balls of light and gathered towards Amon's main clone in the master bedroom of No. 160.

In terms of fate theft, there are only 0 and 1, failure and success.

If His main clone is successfully stolen, then the other party will follow the fate line of the main clone and easily solve all of His other clones in Backlund.

He can only gather the clones around to fight, although He needs to face another risk.

Once this clone is destroyed, then He will no longer have eyes in Backlund. Because of the secrecy, His original body will not be able to know what is really happening in Backlund.

The premise of being able to spy on the fluctuations of fate is that there are fluctuations of fate.

The other party has arranged so tightly that all the fluctuations of fate here will be hidden and cannot be spied on.

As Amon's clones gather, the aura emanating from him becomes stronger and stronger. Mrs. Lisa's expression becomes solemn, but she is more excited.

This is the clone of an angel king, and he also has the ability to steal fate.

Outside Böklund Street, Leonard has already arrived nearby, but he did not walk into this range blindly.

In the body, the old man Pales has already noticed the unusual fluctuations of fate in this area. The blasphemer Amon is here at the moment, and as planned, he is constantly gathering clones to temporarily enhance the strength of his own clone.

It has been upgraded to Sequence 2, which is almost the limit of Amon's clone. If it continues to be upgraded to Sequence 1, then there may be no need for outsiders to take action, and the two Amons will fight each other.

Sequence 2 is the most stable state of Amon's clone.

Obviously, Amon encountered a tough opponent this time, which was extremely rare for the descendant of the ancient sun god.

In his impression, except for the time when Amon was defeated by the goddess of night, other times, others were helpless against him.

And now, the two angels were fighting in Backlund, and they were under the watchful eyes of the stars, the fool, and the goddess of night.

It was crazy to think about it.

"Amon, what are you thinking about? Why did He come to Backlund this time? Is it just a coincidence?"

Pallez murmured. He couldn't understand Amon's eccentric behavior.

The Stars, the Fool, and the Goddess of Night all said that they didn't welcome Him to get close to Backlund. Why did He risk angering them and stay here?

It shouldn't be his fault. Otherwise, Amon's real body would come to Backlund.

Pallez thought seriously for a while, and his tone suddenly became panicked, "Leave here quickly, and don't get close again in a short time!"

"Klein and Hastur are dealing with Amon. It's not good for us to leave like this, right?" Leonard was startled.

"Amon's real body may have come to Backlund!" Pales said anxiously, "The longer you stay here, the more likely you will be noticed by Amon!"

"Klein and Hastur are backed by the Fool and the Stars respectively, so there will be no accidents. But if you are targeted by Amon, you will become Amon's plaything!"

"Old man, where did you come to this conclusion?"

"Leave first!"

"Okay."

Leonard could only choose to follow the old man's advice and leave here first.

Not long after Leonard left here, a young man wearing a crystal monocle passed by on a bicycle in the outer area of ​​​​Bocklund Street.

He just glanced at Bocklund Street shrouded in darkness, and hummed a little tune towards the Queens.

Outside the house at No. 160 Bocklund Street, another secret doll of Klein appeared here, and a delicate and small paper crane appeared in the hand of the secret doll.

When the fateful duel between Mrs. Lisa and Amon's clone reached a critical moment, the paper crane in the puppet's hand suddenly flew into the air, solidified and burned in the air.

One after another, mercury-colored complex symbols jumped out of the paper crane's body, and then these complex symbols condensed into a huge, empty, scaleless snake!

On the surface of the silver-white giant snake, dense patterns and symbols formed one after another of interconnected wheels, and each wheel had its own different logo near it.

Its blood-red eyes swept fiercely, soared up, hovered over the entire Böklund Street, bent its body and bit its tail.

The huge figure, like a huge black cloud, covered the entire Böklund Street, shaped like a mysterious and exaggerated wheel.

When this huge wheel began to rotate, the entire Böklund Street seemed to be silently swallowed by a huge abyss, and a huge attraction came from the center of the wheel.

The Amon clone, which had originally gathered together, split again at this moment, splitting into a main clone and many small clones.

"Divine Revelation!"

"Steal Destiny!"

Mrs. Lisa shouted loudly, and finally succeeded in stealing Amon's main clone. The monocle on his right eye also burst into dazzling light and shattered at this moment!

Then, the fates of other small clones were stolen one by one, becoming Mrs. Lisa's fate puppets.

But she only controlled all of Amon's clones to self-decompose and analyze the translucent time worms.

There were thirteen in total, one of which was particularly large, with twelve rings, and the time around it seemed to be much slower than other places.

The people living on Böklund Street did not notice this bizarre scene, and they continued to do their own things as usual.

"It's finally over." The real Klein held the black gem medal from Ms. Arianna, with a relieved expression on his face.

"Will looks like he has recovered well, otherwise he would not have been able to successfully intervene in this battle with just a thousand paper cranes."

Just when Klein was relaxed, Leonard contacted him through a dream.

"Klein, Hastur, the old man just suddenly told me that Amon's real body might have come to Backlund!"

The anxious and nervous tone proved that Leonard was not joking.

Klein felt his hair stand on end, and looked around with alert eyes, but did not find any figure suspected of Amon.

He quickly cut off the connection with the secret doll and left the place at a high speed through the flame jump.

On the other side, Hastur, who also received Leonard's reminder, was sitting in the study, with his hands clasped in front of him, leaning back on the back of the chair. On the desk, 008 was lying restlessly in the pencil case.

In front of the desk, a figure appeared out of thin air. He was wearing a black classical robe, a pointed soft hat of the same color, black curly hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, a thin face, and a single-lens glasses made of crystal carvings.

Amon the Blasphemer!