Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 169 Amon felt creepy
Pales had always known that he was not a very suitable candidate for the Master of Mysteries. He was too indecisive and did not have the courage to risk everything like others.

So He kept hesitating. Even though He had the idea of cooperating with the Goddess of Night in His heart, He never really expressed His position. Instead, He hesitated and dared not move forward, waiting in vain.

Even Pales didn't know what the outcome of his waiting would be.

Perhaps if I had been more decisive at the beginning, Zoroaster would not have… Pales lowered his eyes, unable to tell whether he felt melancholy or regretful in his heart.

Not to mention Renette Tinicole, who was already a very young angel. She had never seen a Pillar, let alone an ordinary Sequence 0. Now that she had witnessed a Pillar in action, she was shocked and couldn't help but compare the ancient sun god with the mother tree in her heart.

Medici and Ouroboros, who once followed the ancient sun god, were naturally not as shocked as the previous two, but their expressions were also complicated. They seemed to be reminiscing and sighing, obviously recalling something.

Azik was looking at the sun created by the Sun God in the projection in a trance, his expression more of envy than shock.

When he was still the Archon of Death, Azik had thought countless times about how powerful he would need to be in order to control his own life and have the family, friendship, and love he longed for.

Having now witnessed the might of the Sun God, Azik was shocked and envious, yet also felt a sense of bitterness. Even someone as powerful as the Sun God couldn't truly control his own life, and still perished at the end of the Third Era. Then he...

Azik clenched his fists, then shook his head, putting aside his pessimistic mood.

He still doesn't know how strong he needs to be to dominate his own life and protect the existence he wants to protect, but no matter what, he will try his best to become stronger and protect everything he has.

Compared to the angels' complex emotions, the younger generation, although also shocked, obviously didn't think too much about it. After all, even Sharon was only a Sequence 5, and she had only seen her teacher Renette Tinicole take action at most. She had no idea how powerful a Sequence 0 was, let alone the pillar of their understanding.

Their ignorance made Sharon, Leonard, and the others only think: "What a powerful boss! This really broadened our horizons."

"Ahem..." At this moment, something that looked like a microphone appeared in the hands of Rowling, who was wearing Jack's vest. He coughed twice, probably to indicate that the microphone was working, and then said, "Hello everyone, I'm Jack Jones. I'm very happy to meet you all here..."

Luo Lin first said some polite words, and then motioned everyone to look at the projection. He saw that the perspective of the projection had changed, and the locked object had changed from the sun god to an unknown Amon.

"Everyone has just watched the appetizer of our anti-Mon operation today, [The Sun God in Silver City]. Now let's hand the camera over to Amon. Those who want to attack Mon can start preparing now..."

Rowling presided over the meeting in a serious and formal manner. As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the alien space became noticeably more lively than before. Ouroboros put away his easel, Medici burned the apple core, and although Pallez, who lived in Leonard's mind, couldn't see it, he could tell from Leonard's excited expression that the old man was also ready to go.

This is the trio that's ready to go out and beat up Amon.

Miss Coconut Tree and Azik were naturally not among those who were fighting against Amon. They had no deep hatred with Amon, their own sequence was only Sequence 2, and their critical condition was not good, so they naturally would not join in the fun.

The younger generations were more in a state of nervousness, anticipation and excitement. After all, the angel war was something that not only they but even the top leaders of the major churches had never seen before.

Just as everyone was paying attention, a second person appeared on the projection. It was Mr. Men who was summoned by Rowling.

...Amon felt a creepy sensation on his back, as if he was being stared at by many people, and these people seemed to have strong malice towards him.

But after Amon carefully checked the surroundings, he found that there were only monsters around except him, and no one else.

"Could it be the real Creator?" Amon narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He had actually sensed the danger. The real Creator had changed a lot in recent times, which was obviously related to that strange guy named Luo Lin. Moreover, this fake father of his seemed to be staring at him recently, suspected of planning something.

But Amon was not planning to evacuate from the God-forsaken Land. After all, the outside world was equally unsafe for him, and his relationship with the Seven Gods was equally bad.

The guy with hidden authority, Night, had long had ideas about the Lord of Mysteries - otherwise, how could the Church of Night destroy the Kingdom of Night and imprison Antigonus? Even Amon was well aware that the Church of Night secretly cultivated High-Sequence Beyonders through the path of fortune tellers.

In this situation, the outside world is really not as safe for Amon himself as the God-forsaken Land: although he does not take the real Creator as his father, he knows that as long as the real Creator is there, he will not die no matter what.

That's why Amon rushed to the vicinity of Silver City to watch the excitement after sensing the presence of a familiar aura.

He knew this might be a trap, but if the other party was really coming for him, there was no point in hiding. It would be better to come over openly. Maybe he could see his father again.

Although... thinking of the character of the ancient sun god and the stupid things he had done, Amon felt like retreating.

He didn't care about any conspiracy, but he really didn't want to face his father's disappointed eyes.

So even though he had clearly arrived near the City of Silver, had clearly witnessed how the City of Silver regained its light, and knew exactly who had taken action, Amon had been hiding in this corner, not daring to meet the Ancient Sun God.

At this moment, Amon sensed that the familiar breath had disappeared, which made him feel a rare sense of loss, and he was suddenly stunned.

Because Amon seemed to sense another familiar existence. He had worked with the other party for many years and they both belonged to the three mysterious paths. At such a close distance, and the other party had no cover, he would definitely not be wrong.

That breath belongs to Mr. Bethel Abraham, who has been contaminated by foreign gods!
"Long time no see, Amon. I didn't expect you to still be so hated."

Mr. Men's voice sounded at this moment, and the next second his figure appeared in front of Amon.

"Long time no see, Bethel." Amon raised his hand and pushed his glasses, revealing a hypocritical and friendly smile, and said:

"I didn't expect that someone as proud as you would actually be willing to be someone else's lackey. I remember that even when it was Tudor's order, you would selectively obey it."

Obviously Amon knew very well why Mr. Men appeared here.

(End of this chapter)