Chapter 487: Spoils of War

The night was still silent, with only a black cloud covering it. When a figure that did not belong to Backlund slipped out of Queens, a thunderbolt fell, splitting the remaining clone of Amon into slag, leaving only four translucent time worms in the original place.

Boom!

Several more thunderbolts came, burning the four time worms into powder and drifting away with the wind.

The black cloud dispersed again, and the starry sky returned to its previous calm and brilliance.

In the study, facing 008's flattery, Hastur admitted that he felt comfortable listening to it, but it was a trouble after all.

There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Adam and Amon already knew that 008 was in their hands, and they would definitely come to rob it in the future. Although it was not too difficult to protect 008, Amon's temperament was too changeable.

It is possible that innocent people will be implicated one day, such as the housekeeper and maid at home, Sharon and Audrey, Greg, Maric and other friends.

With Amon's ability, it is easy to investigate his interpersonal relationships, and it is also easy to deal with them.

For a natural mythical creature like Amon, these emotions that he cares about are all places where he can use them.

When he fails once, Amon may still regard this as a difficult game challenge.

But if he fails all the time, he will sooner or later do something that affects other people, because in his eyes, the life and death of these people are not innocent.

In contrast, Adam is easier to deal with.

He knows human nature well, and he will not push this matter to extremes unless he has no choice, but Amon is different.

I am afraid this is also the real intention of Adam asking Amon to help him go to Backlund.

He is telling himself that if you have something in your heart, don't hold on to 008, otherwise it is hard to guarantee what will happen in the next robbery.

Admittedly, this is a threat, but it has to be admitted that it is very effective.

After all, he still couldn't protect Sharon, Audrey and others at the same time, even with the stars to rely on.

"Master, you are not considering handing me over, are you?"

008 is very smart. When he saw Hasta was silent, he roughly guessed what Hasta was thinking.

Using it to make a suitable deal is the most reasonable choice.

"What do you think?"

"I, I want to get rid of this fate. Maybe the master can separate me from this writer's extraordinary characteristics and let me become the new 008."

008 was depressed and slowly wrote his answer on a blank paper.

"It's indeed a good idea." Hasta nodded, "but it's not time yet."

He also has something that Adam is afraid of. If he really wants to mess around, he will directly send 008 to the starry sky, so that Adam will never become a god!

But as the end of the world approaches, this deterrent will become smaller and smaller.

008's suggestion is actually the best solution. All Adam needs is that writer's extraordinary characteristics. It is not a difficult thing to separate the extraordinary characteristics and retain 008's complete consciousness.

But if he wants to compromise, Adam must show enough sincerity.

Perhaps he had foreseen his final fate, so 008 was not in high spirits, and he casually drew undulating and twisted lines on the blank paper.

"How about combining you with the Yellow Document?"

008's pen suddenly stopped, and after a while, it wrote in a blank space: "Everything is up to the master."

This scene made Hasta feel like he was dreaming of a landlord rewarding his servant to his favorite girl.

...

Outside Boklund Street, Leonard had come to a safe area. After feeling the disappearance of Amon's breath and the abnormality of Boklund Street completely returned to normal.

Pales asked Leonard to contact Klein and Hasta.

In the dream, the three of them gathered again.

"Are you all okay?" Leonard asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Klein responded, looking at Hasta, "Amon didn't come to me."

"Well, He came to me, fortunately I made some preparations in advance." Hasta did not hide this matter.

Leonard exclaimed, "Isn't that dangerous?"

"It's just a clone, not the real body, and it's still within the scope of treatment."

Hasta's light words shocked Leonard and Klein.

No matter how weak Amon's clone is, it should be at Sequence 3, right?

According to what happened tonight, the battle on Böklund Street may be a bait, and what Amon really wants to do is to rely on another clone.

Then the strength of this clone cannot be too low, and it is likely to be a Sequence 2.

And Hastur can actually survive in the hands of an angel, and even have an advantage. There are too many things worth exploring.

But they are all smart people. Hastur didn't talk in detail, so they didn't ask.

After a brief chat, Hastur began to distribute the spoils of tonight.

"In the battle on Boklund Street, we got a total of thirteen time worms, one of which was relatively large, and the other twelve were about the same size. I only want the largest one, and you two can share the other twelve equally."

"As for the one who came to me... that Amon, all the time worms on his body belong to me."

"What do you think?"

Leonard and Klein looked at each other, both feeling that they had taken advantage too much.

In the battle tonight, the two of them basically did not contribute much. It was Pales who made the plan, and Will who contributed a little. They basically just watched.

The thirteen left on Böklund Street should belong to Hastur. It would be a good reward for the two of them to have three time worms each.

"If you have no objection, it's settled."

Hastur sent the twelve time worms directly to Leonard and Klein through Will's dream.

"Amon, as the king of mischievous angels, even if He cannot glimpse what happened in Backlund from the secrets tonight, He will definitely pay special attention to Backlund afterwards. Be careful."

Hastur left the dream set up by Will after giving a reminder.

Leonard and Klein felt sympathetic. The blasphemer Amon, an angel king, might be guarding outside Backlund. Just thinking about it made people feel scared.

Especially Leonard, since he knew the food chain relationship between the old man and Amon, he was afraid that Amon would look at him in the crowd when he walked on the street.

After the dream ended, Hastur looked at the time. It was past eleven o'clock. He took a shower first, and then took a carriage to the new base of the Temperance Faction to pick up Sharon and Azshara.

In order to avoid any accidents tonight, he had asked Sharon and Azshara to leave home first, so as not to run into Amon who came out of nowhere.

Hastur, who closed his eyes and rested in the carriage, was soon pulled into Will's dream.

In this dream, there were only Will and himself.

"Where is the spoils that belong to me?" Will pouted his mouth slightly, as if he was angry that Hastur did not give him the Time Worm.

"Oh, do you need a time worm, too?"

"Of course, I'm growing and need to absorb a lot of nutrients." Will said very reasonably: "And that's the time worm from Amon, which can be used for many things."

"In view of the dream you provided tonight, two time worms, no more."

Hasta, who had made a lot of gains tonight, generously gave two small time worms.

Will blinked, not too little, waved his hand, and left the dream.

Then, Will used the same reason to ask for three time worms from Klein and two time worms from Leonard as a reward for providing dream communication tonight.

The harvest of seven time worms made Will the biggest winner tonight besides Hastur.

On Leonard's side, Pales was still distressed about the two time worms he gave away. This thing was a real tonic for Him and a life-saving medicine.

It's a pity that His role tonight was limited, otherwise He could have shamelessly asked for a few more time worms to recover.

In Pulitzer Harbor, a young man with black hair, black eyes, a thin face and a monocle rode a bicycle, humming a little tune and returning to his home leisurely.

With an obvious smile, he took out newspapers and letters from the mailbox. After entering the house, the young man opened the unsigned letter as he walked.

"If we all lose contact in Backlund, it means that this game is getting more and more interesting. What is Hasta Campbell's true identity?"

"If he is just a simple believer of the stars, he is not capable of dealing with all of us. What kind of horrifying truth is hidden behind his powerful strength and rapid rise?"

"I believe you will also be very interested in this question. After all, we all like adventure and exploring the truth. As for the deal with that paranoid, keeping our word is not our traditional good character."

"Oh, there is also a follower of the night involved. He is also very interesting. It should be said that everything here is very interesting. If you have time, you can come here in person. You will definitely gain a lot."

The young man slowly burned the letter to ashes, came to the window, tapped the window sill with his fingers, hummed a little song, and looked in the direction of Backlund.

After a while, the young man frowned slightly, and the whole person left instantly from where he was, leaving only one sentence, "It's really annoying."