Chapter 676 Amon Becomes a God
Mr. Men was unwilling to return with contamination, this was his own choice.
Perhaps he had seen his future destiny on the road to the awakening of the Lord of Mysteries.
In the Hall of Stars, Hastur chose to respect Mr. Men's decision. Since he did not want to live like Roselle, he could only fulfill Mr. Men's righteousness.
But he still felt sorry for it in his heart. After all, he had been thinking about how to rescue Mr. Men a long time ago and had made many attempts for this.
When the light of the stars faded, the sea and the starry sky returned to their original tranquility. Seeing this scene, Amon once again came to the uninhabited desert island and imprisoned Mr. Men in front of the flesh and blood gate.
"The promise I just said is still valid."
"What a pity."
Mr. Men just whispered, and then fulfilled Amon, allowing Amon to replace his own godhood ceremony and ascend to Sequence 0 error.
In the flesh and blood gate, Mr. Men raised his head and put on a single lens made of crystal on his right eye.
A ray of light burst out from this single lens, illuminating the whole world.
At this moment, all the errors of the seal were corrected, and all seemingly normal behaviors went wrong.
As the light gradually faded, Mr. Men had turned into Amon, who was wearing a pointed hat and a classical black robe.
In Amon's hand, he still held a key made of pure starlight and slightly quaint.
Behind Him at this moment, the crimson tide angrily washed the flesh and blood gate, trying to squeeze into this world through this passage.
At this moment, the blood-colored moonlight was so bright that it blocked all other lights outside.
Facing the erosion from the fallen mother goddess, Amon's mouth curled up slightly, glanced at the starry sky above his head, and whispered: "Stars, you should return the blasphemous slate."
In the Hall of Stars, Hastur just calmly watched Amon, whose self-confidence was obviously rising, and had no intention of handing over the blasphemous slate.
He took this thing from God. Although it didn't have much use for him, he might be able to use this first blasphemous slate to influence the Chaos Sea in the future.
Give it to Amon to plug the hole?
He wasn't so generous.
Amon probably knew that this would be the outcome. He stretched out his right hand and took out a temple built of bones.
The bone church from Adam, although not as good as the blasphemous stone slab born from the Chaos Sea, was not difficult to block the flesh and blood gate in a short time and resist the influence of the fallen mother goddess.
As for how long such a seal can last and when it will fail in the future, it is no longer his business. There are other secret existences to solve this problem.
As the bone church was filled, the flesh and blood gate collapsed rapidly and soon disappeared, leaving only an angry and terrifying roar that still echoed in the surrounding sea.
In the sky, the blood-red light of the crimson moon gradually dissipated. Indistinctly, there seemed to be a crimson figure in the crimson moon that was jumping like thunder, setting off waves of storms that were difficult to cross the boundary.
Wearing a pointed hat and a classic black robe, Amon adjusted the monocle on his right eye, waved to all the secret existences and prying eyes watching here tonight, then bowed slightly with a smile on his lips, and saluted to the surroundings.
Amon looked up and glanced at the starry sky that reappeared above his head, and there was also a smile in his eyes.
He was promoted to Sequence 0 after all, and right under the eyes of the stars.
This undoubtedly made his promotion ceremony more fulfilling.
The stars, even if they are watching everything, cannot affect or change everything.
Amon retracted his gaze and was about to leave here with a smile.
A voice sounded in his mind like thunder.
"What a gorgeous curtain call, really good, Amon, you are very polite." The frivolous tone was full of ridicule and slight disdain. This was the voice of the stars.
Amon's face was slightly stiff with a smile on his face. He could clearly tell that this voice did not come from the starry sky above his head, but really emerged from his mind.
The stars are in His body.
Or it should be said that the power of the stars remained in Mr. Men's body, and when He replaced everything of Mr. Men, He also inherited the power of the stars.
"Mr. Men didn't stop you from doing this." Amon's face has returned to its usual calmness.
"He has no reason to stop me, just as I also didn't let Mr. Men forcibly get rid of the pollution of the Fallen Mother Goddess, but respected His choice."
"That's right." Amon nodded, with a slight smile on his lips, "Sequence 0 of the extraordinary path of the thief is called an error, and correcting errors is a very basic authority."
"Although you left some secret doors in my body, I can correct these errors at any time and get everything back on track."
Amon's tone was very calm, as if he was not worried at all about the influence of the power of the stars left in Mr. Men's body on himself.
"That makes sense. The power of error is really good." Hastur's voice sounded from the depths of Amon's mind again, "Unfortunately, what you represent is only error, not right."
Amon's eyes were slightly cold. He tried to use the power of error to correct the "error" of the stars leaving a secret door in Mr. Men's body, but no matter how he corrected it, the power of the stars always remained in his body and was difficult to get rid of.
"It seems that what I did was right, so you can't treat it as an error correction." Hastur's tone was a little sarcastic.
When he knew that Mr. Men had decided to help Amon become a god, he used the remaining power of the stars that had been used to help Mr. Men purify the consciousness of the fallen mother goddess in his body to open a small secret door in Mr. Men's body, in order to plot against Amon.
Mr. Men knew about this, but he did not choose to stop it. Instead, he cooperated with Hastur to leave a secret door in his body, so that Hastur could successfully plot against Amon.
This was also Mr. Men's return to Hastur for keeping him awake for a short time.
"The stars, the stars that live in the Hall of Stars and overlook this land, actually plotted against me so deliberately. They really think highly of me." Amon stopped correcting his wrong behavior and straightened the single crystal glasses on his right eye.
"I just feel sorry for Mr. Men." Hastur left this sentence and disappeared.
Amon was silent for a moment, and tried to find the secret door left by the stars in his body, but found nothing.
I don't know if the stars have taken back the secret door, or if the means are too deep for him to see through.
"Stars..."
Amon looked up at the starry sky again, his eyes no longer frivolous and provocative, but solemn and fearful.
"It's time to go to the Honachis Mountains. Who will be the future Lord of Mysteries..."
Amon just gently opened a translucent light door in front of him, passed through the door, and appeared in the misty town the next second.
In the hall where Antigonus lived, Klein was still fighting with Antigonus.
If Klein succeeded, he would be a true fool.
If he failed, he would have the opportunity to become the Lord of Mysteries without doing anything.
Amon stared at it closely. For him, now was the best opportunity to make a move, but unfortunately, there were too many eyes watching here.
He could only choose to wait.
About three days later, the aura on Amon's body became weaker and weaker. He gradually adapted to the state of being promoted to Sequence 0 error, and also began to master the various powers and abilities of Mr. Men's extraordinary path.
Now, he is already a true god of the dual path.
His opponent, Klein, had just won the battle for consciousness. He was in a bad state and could not be promoted to Sequence 0 Fool for a while.
"With such a fate arranged all the way, do you still want to continue?"
"Give up, end it, let me continue on your behalf."
"You can go back to Backlund, back to your family, and continue to enjoy the peaceful and stable life before."
"That is the future you are pursuing, not taking risks here just to awaken the Lord of Mysteries in your body."
Amon's voice flowed like a silent spring, and began to shake Klein's shaky persistence.