Chapter 550 Tattooing Amon
At night, stars hang in the starry sky like blinking eyes. They emit their own light and dye the night sky into a bright starry sky.
Those blinking eyes are not only watched by the stars, but also by the Goddess of the Night and other high-altitude true gods.
Their eyes were also focused on it, watching and admiring the thief who was imprisoned in prison.
"The thief should be put in prison." Russell Gustav looked at Amon who was temporarily locked up and sneered, "And that old guy Zaratul really thinks he can manipulate me at will. Historical pore images?”
"It would be a shame not to lock him up too."
"Next time, I won't let him escape easily."
Russell Gustav whispered brokenly, his condition had improved a lot since the last time the stars arrived at the island.
Tonight, the first moment Zaratul summoned his historical pore image, he noticed it, and then came over to see what Zaratul wanted to do.
He saw Amon, the thief, beating Zaratul, the magic stick, and he was happy to cooperate with Amon to beat Zaratul.
When the gaze of the stars comes over, He knows who the main dish is tonight.
For a thief like Amon who is good at escaping and stealing, the best way is to throw all the useless junk to him.
Don't you want to steal it?
Steal enough for him at once and see how much more he can hold in his pocket.
"People who are not completely dead are really troublesome." Amon, who had been silent in prison, finally spoke at this moment.
His eyes looked at Russell Gustave, "Next time, I will steal your most beloved treasure."
"Qunxing, help me beat him to death!"
Russell immediately became angry, and wanted to deal with his caring little cotton-padded jacket, which simply made him angry.
"Haha, can't you calm down?" A smile appeared on Amon's face, "Those of you who have scruples, when you really want to fight for your life, your abundant humanity will be your fatal weakness."
"Of course people like you don't understand the preciousness of human nature. Oh, it should be that you haven't had the love of your parents since you were a child, so now you are mentally disabled and think about revenge against society every day."
When it comes to fighting skills, Russell can probably compete with the Djinn.
Hearing Russell mention the ancient sun god, Amon's expression instantly cooled down. He pushed up the monocle in his eye sockets and glanced at the starry sky prison formed by the six chains of stars and the palace of stars, "Now, you guys How do you want to kill me?"
"Or are you simply incapable of killing me?"
There was a faint smile on Amon's lips. He had seen through the reality of the stars. Although the power of the stars was very terrifying, his current power to intervene in the real world was not strong.
At most, it is equivalent to a divine descent, and with this power alone, it cannot pose a fatal threat to Him.
The High-Dimensional Overlooker comes from the old days of the Outer God in the starry sky. His body is naturally very strong, but how much power can he exert beyond the initial barrier?
In the last hide-and-seek, he had roughly figured out the details of the clone of the High-Dimensional Overlooker, which was only stronger than the ordinary Sequence 1.
As for Russell Gustav, what appeared in front of him was just an image of a historical pore. How much consumption could Zaratul's spiritual power support?
A group of incomplete beings could severely injure Him, but it was not that simple to make Him die.
Amon's calm look made Russell unable to stand it any longer. He shouted in the distance, "Zarath, you old bastard, hold on!"
His historical pore image still needs to rely on Zaratul's spiritual power to maintain it. Once Zaratul disconnects this connection and no longer supports him, his power will quickly drain away.
"Even if it is just an image of a historical hole, I am still the man who once ascended the throne of the Black Emperor!"
Seeing Russell preparing to give Amon some glory, Hastur in the Hall of Stars chuckled lightly and directed the power of collecting the extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness of the three Princes of Murder to Russell's body. .
At this moment, the power in Russell's body increased rapidly. While accepting this power, he absorbed Zaratul's spiritual power, and finally temporarily became a black emperor with sequence 0 personality and authority!
The expression on Amon's face finally showed subtle fluctuations. The three extraordinary characteristics of Prince Murder and the uniqueness have all gathered in the hands of the stars!
And it can also temporarily help Russell Gustav, who is just a historical pore image, temporarily support the status of the Sequence 0 Black Emperor!
"No stealing here!"
"It is forbidden to escape from this place!"
"Sinners who blaspheme the law and order before our eyes will be punished with thousands of arrows piercing their hearts!"
A stern and cold voice sounded, and order and rules began to take effect at this moment. The black pattern of rules belonging to the power of the Black Emperor spread around, and then sharp and sharp arrows came through the clouds and air, pointing directly at Amon in the bullseye!
With nowhere to hide, Amon's body was suddenly shot into a hornet's nest by black arrows. This was a spectacular scene.
"Before I leave, I will leave you with a little souvenir!" Russell's body began to fade away, and Zaratul could no longer afford such a supply of spiritual power.
“Ever heard of tattooing the face of a sinner?”
The illusory and nearly transparent Russell used his last power in the form of rules, leaving an indelible tattoo on Amon's forehead!
The word thief was drawn with ink dye in Hermetic language.
Each word was two inches square, and with the ink dye, it looked very dazzling on Amon's smooth forehead.
After completing all this, Roselle laughed and left.
"Boring."
After the arrows pierced his heart, a new self walked out of Amon's broken body.
What he didn't expect was that the tattoo on his forehead did not fade away, but remained there.
He tried to erase the tattoo, but it was difficult to shake Roselle's final mockery.
Only then did he understand that the two rules Roselle had just made were used to restrict himself, and the third rule was used to confuse himself, just a prelude. What Roselle really wanted to do was to leave this indelible tattoo on his forehead.
This was a humiliation and mockery from Roselle!
"It's your turn."
In the Hall of Stars, Hastur resisted the urge to laugh, let the Star Container look up at the starry sky above, and issued an invitation.
Look, come on, Amon is here, this thief of fate is in prison right now, who wants to be the next executioner?
The whole starry sky seemed to fall into a brief silence, and just when Amon wanted to show an expression of indifference, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom actually chose to be the first to make a move.
The vast light of wisdom fell from the starry sky above, like a meteor shower.
But every falling meteor accurately turned and hit Amon in the prison, and at the same time a pure white eye appeared in the starry sky, as if brewing and peeping and looking for something.
"I didn't expect that He would be the first to make a move. It seems that He has decided on the future team. He is worthy of being the God of Wisdom." Hastur praised.
The gods who chose to make the first move at this time can be regarded as standing on the side of the stars. It is just that this meaning is too obvious, so the Storm Lord, who is used to shattering darkness with thunder, has been slow to act.
Is that pure white eyeball the Eye of All-Knowing?
Is He trying to take the opportunity to find something?
Hastur thought for a while and understood the God of Knowledge and Wisdom's idea.
He also had doubts about the fall of the ancient sun god, so he took this opportunity to observe Amon carefully to see if the ancient sun god had left any tricks on him.
Unfortunately, he found the wrong person.
If his all-seeing eye observed Adam in this way, he should be able to see the relationship between Adam and the real creator.
Sure enough, the all-seeing eye was put away after observing fruitlessly, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom threw down hundreds of wisdom lights and hit Amon hard.
Amon in the starry sky prison gave birth to a new existence from his tattered body, but this time his aura was obviously weakened a lot.
Waiting for death is not Amon's style of doing things. He wanted to break free from this prison, but the six chains of stars that circulated back and forth imprisoned his body tightly, and the high-dimensional overlooker was responsible for stabilizing the surrounding space, making it difficult for him to break the imprisonment here and leave, so he could only keep consuming.
As the God of Knowledge and Wisdom took action, the power of the night began to surge and spread, the speed was very slow, as if it was constantly accumulating power.
Amon felt a little uneasy deep in his heart. He was not afraid of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom's actions, but the Goddess of Night was different.
He had a hunch that the Goddess of Night really wanted to take this opportunity to kill him!
He had already started to kill!
On the three extraordinary paths leading to the Lord of Mysteries, it was easy to be restrained by the Goddess of Night. Even the half-fool was still imprisoned in the Kingdom of Night.
It's time to fight!
Amon put away his previous somewhat scattered state, his eyes slightly focused, and an illusory ancient clock with a hazy light rose behind him. At this moment, the pointer was spinning around and around like crazy.