Chapter 549: Roselle: Thief, should stay in jail!
In the Fourth Age, the fog of history is still silently wrapped, and the star containers are still quietly guarding outside this history.
There is silence and silence here, far away from the disturbance of the war in the outside world. At this moment, it has become a pure land.
Zarath, hidden in one of the hidden histories, sensed that the outside world had begun a war and that a new wave of the era had arrived.
He knew Adam's methods. When this wave of times surged, that was when Adam became a god.
Once Adam becomes a god, as his brother, Amon will definitely actively seek opportunities to become a god.
Neither of these brothers obeys the other, and Amon will definitely not let Adam become a god first.
It's time for him to get out of here, instead of staying here and waiting to die.
Pales is already old. It is understandable that he wants to wait for death, but he still has one last chance to fight.
His clone has found the extraordinary characteristics of the mysterious servant in the land abandoned by the gods, but it is difficult to get it. He needs his body to go there to have a chance.
When Zaratul came out of that hidden history, Pales, who had been staying nearby, rushed over as quickly as possible and couldn't help but taunted: "I will not sit back and watch you leave."
"Amon is coming soon. If you don't want him to find you, this will be your last chance to escape."
"Oh, it was you who revealed the news to Him again?"
"Being blindly obsessed with hatred is stupid behavior."
"I just want to surrender and seek peace now. Is it that easy?"
Pales sneered again and again. It was difficult for him to stop Zaratul by himself, but the fog of history still had the incarnations of the stars, and the stars were watching here.
"I am willing to pay part of the price for my previous offense." Zaratul's eyes flashed with wisdom, "I can help you regain your strength in a short time."
"You want to be my ally?"
"Yes, because you can't pose a threat to me now, and Amon is your and my most powerful enemy."
"You can consider it." Pales put away the hostility on his face and said with a smile: "However, you must help me regain my strength first."
"I am trapped here and cannot fulfill my promise." As soon as Zaratul finished speaking, the fog of history began to surge outside.
Some people are breaking through the fog of history and want to come to this piece of history.
"Amon is here." Zaratul's eyes became more solemn.
"His true form cannot come in."
Pales was sure of this. Amon had always been cautious. Under the gaze of the stars, he would not easily let his body take risks.
Confirmation through clones, and then weaving a large net from the main body, this is his usual strategy.
"Not necessarily. Amon is now extremely eager to become a god. Maybe he will choose a desperate way." Zaratul had a different view.
Although He did not understand Amon as well as Pales, He understood Amon's unwillingness to succumb to Adam.
While they were chatting, a small transparent insect the size of a thumb emerged from the gray fog of history, the Worm of Time.
After its fat body completely emerged from the fog of history, it turned into the appearance of Amon.
"Pallez, Zaratul, you are really hiding here, it is really easy for me to find you."
Amon took out the crystal single piece and put it on his eyes, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
His eyes were always fixed on Pales, as if looking at prey that he would never let go again.
"Were you talking about me just now?" Amon slowly approached, "Guess, is it my clone this time or my true body?"
"If you don't want to die here, take action!"
Pales shouted, and a huge clock rose up behind him. The hands of time turned slightly, trying to restrain Amon's body briefly and buy himself time to escape.
Zaratul did not hesitate. He successively pulled out three historical pore images from the fog of history.
One is Russell Gustav, who is wearing a dark red coat embroidered with gold thread and has long curly chestnut hair.
One is the god Si'a from the Rose School of Thought, and the other is a high-ranking member of the Red Army of War.
Although he has known many angels in his career, Roselle Augustus, the Sequence 1 Knowledge Emperor, has always been his first choice for summons.
It is powerful, easy to summon, and almost never fails to summon.
"Time has been too long, so long that you have forgotten that the King of Angels is different from the general Sequence 1 in strength!"
Cold light flashed in Amon's crystal monocle. He looked at where Zarath was and directly stole his three historical aperture clones, allowing them to temporarily become his aid and help him drag Zarath down. picture.
The same mysterious clock behind him rose slowly, and the hands rotated extremely fast. They quickly turned around and around, completely suppressing Pales' authority and trying to restrain his body.
"This is Amon's true form!"
It wasn't until Amon showed his ferocious fangs that Pales realized that the Amon who risked his life and broke into the fog of history was actually his true form!
"How did you hide it from the incarnations of the stars that guarded outside the mists of history?"
"Oh, it's just a birth container." Amon said with contempt in his tone.
Even if the Star Container has complete consciousness, it still cannot block His true form.
"escape!"
Zarath, who was temporarily forced into a panic by the historical pore image he summoned, no longer had the idea of continuing to fight.
His act of summoning the pore images of history was full of flaws in Amon's eyes and could easily be stolen. Instead, it became a means for Amon to deal with himself.
The authority of the Angel King is far greater than that of a Sequence 1 secret servant like Him.
As Amon said, the Angel King has basically never used his full strength since the Fourth Epoch. No one knows how terrifying their strength is unless they are truly confronted.
As Zaratul retreated into the mist of history, Pales also took the opportunity to escape into the mist of history. He deliberately chose to go in the same direction as Zaratul.
Zaratul naturally understood his thoughts. If it were him, he would make the same choice.
“Heh, where can you escape to!”
Amon sneered. He had already left a few Time Worms in the mist of history, enough to temporarily hold Pales back.
When He followed him into the mist of history, Pales was trapped in the center, and Zaratul was trying to regain control of his own historical pore image.
When Amon was about to deal with Pales and take away his extraordinary characteristics, Roselle Gustav, who had been wandering not far from Amon, had eyes that were empty like a robot, but his eyes suddenly became lively.
He first glanced at Zaratul fiercely, and then called forth a vast torrent of knowledge, pouring it into Amon's body!
"The damn thief should stay in prison!"
Rossel Gustav shouted, and Pales hurriedly escaped from the historical mist and returned to the real world.
Zaratul on the other side was startled by Rosel Gustav who suddenly regained his self-consciousness, and hurried away, not daring to stay here any longer.
Although He didn't know why Rosel Gustav could take back his historical gap image, one thing was certain, someone was pulling out a big net to hunt Amon!
He and Pales had always been bait, and their role was to attract Amon's body to come here!
With Rosel Gustav's sudden attack, rays of light belonging to the stars penetrated the historical mist and hit Amon accurately.
In the dazzling light of the stars, the star container slowly emerged from the historical mist.
"You are right. It is difficult for me to stop your body from entering the history of the Fourth Epoch." The Star Container slowly said, "So, you succeeded in sneaking in silently."
At this moment, Amon, who was infused with endless knowledge by Roselle Gustav, suddenly exploded, and groups of translucent time worms appeared in an instant, and then quickly condensed into a new figure of Amon.
He got rid of Roselle Gustav's attack in this way, although He paid a great price for it.
"Do you know why I kept Zaratul and Pales together?" When the Star Container opened, an ancient palace standing majestically in the depths of the nebula loomed behind Him.
"Because I know that when Zaratul faces you, if he takes action, he will definitely summon the historical pore image of Roselle Gustav at the first time."
"And you are good at stealing, you will definitely steal the historical pore image summoned by Zaratul, so that they will turn around and help you to contain Zaratul, so that you can better deal with Pales."
The Star Container slowly approached, and the surrounding scene had turned into a brilliant starry sky, the real starry sky.
"Roselle Gustav has his own clear consciousness. This is an incident that even Zaratul did not expect, and of course you have no way of knowing it."
"You should not have thought that the toy you stole will turn against you one day, right?"
The real starry sky, under the power of the Star Palace behind the Star Container, formed an extremely powerful starry sky cage, firmly locking Amon here.
At this time, another figure appeared from the starry sky, the High-Dimensional Overlooker.
It was with his help that Amon was transferred from the Fourth Epoch history to the real starry sky in the few moments when Amon was attacked by Roselle Gustav.
It was easy to ask the High-Dimensional Overlooker to deal with Amon. The stars promised that they would help him deal with the Lord of Storms, and that was all.