Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 107 106 What a scary old man
I can’t pull it. I can’t pull it at all.

Tang wiped his monocle and looked at Feng Qingyun calmly, but in fact he had secretly used all his strength to try to hang up the Time Worm in front of him and use it as his secret puppet.

"Come on, come on, host, come on!" the system cheered.

"What can I use to refuel?"

Tang was speechless and finally gave up the action of controlling the thread of the Time Insect Spirit.

The gap between Sequence 4 and Sequence 1 was too great. Even if he could tell that Pallez Zoroast was hiding among the stolen spiritual threads, he would not be able to control the real spiritual threads.

The mystical gap between angels and demigods cannot be simply bridged by relying on Euclidean space.

'The task status has been updated.'

'Quest: [The Impersonation of a Trickster]'

"After being promoted to a 'Strange Mage', you have truly undergone a fundamental transformation! Strangeness, thriller, horror, and madness are the truths that a Strange Mage upholds throughout his life. Please digest the potion quickly and summarize the rules of playing a Strange Mage!"

'Task completion: 44%'

Sure enough, after this scare, the digestion speed of the potion increased rapidly.

Maybe he can finish digesting the magic potion of the evil wizard today.

Tang had already wiped his monocle and with a warm smile on his face, he looked at the baby-faced knight who failed to escape and was kicked back by the theater core, as well as the parasite on his body.

His tone was calm, not revealing the embarrassment of being unable to control the spirit thread. It was like a cruel way of playing with prey. "Pallez, won't you introduce me to your parasite?"

Pales didn't respond, or rather, he clearly understood the importance of saving himself and wouldn't waste time chatting with 'Amon'.

Ah, the rat demigod that some future thief passes through should be silently shattered, right?
Tang Mo Ming thought of this.

The mouse demigod was parasitized by Amon's clone because he chatted too much nonsense with Amon.

"So, what will this person do after seeing Amon, who is suspected to be his true self?"

Soon, Don witnessed the thief's first self-rescue by an angel.

He noticed that the figure of the angel in front of him, who was walking along the path of the thief, shook for a moment.

The next moment, he found himself shaking, as if something was trying to steal his existence.

"Is the one before him Amon's clone or Amon's real self?"

It was difficult for Amon's clones to reach the Sequence 1 level. Splitting to this level would significantly affect his own problems. As long as the Amon in front of him was just a clone, he wouldn't be afraid of a Sequence 1 angel.

But Tang in front of the angel was just an image of a higher-dimensional space reduced to this world. What could be stolen?

Ripples appeared in the Euclidean space, and an invisible force was dragging something. Before Tang could react, he saw something being peeled out of that space.

He saw it clearly. It was a collection of tiny, sparkling fragments that were difficult to interpret. They were extremely beautiful and contained countless mysterious brilliance.

They were stolen.

It was stolen just like that...

Tang blinked, "Ah, this."

The next moment, the baby-faced knight in front of him, along with Pallez Zoroast, suddenly stiffened.

Tang saw the stolen fragments leave Euclidean space and appear in the real world.

It is an incomprehensible mystery, it is a distorted brilliance.

Floating in the air, tiny fragments of light bloom with irresistible brilliance.

This was the first time Tang had seen these fragments directly in the real world.

Before he could look at it for too long, the thief was instantly swallowed up by the countless mysterious and twisted lights.

Tang heard a muffled groan as the fragments melted into their flesh and blood, invading their bodies, as if becoming one with the thief. And in an instant, their bodies began to grow crystal-clear, like crystal, seemingly containing countless mysterious symbols, a tranquil and distant crystal fragment.

They seemed to have turned into a crystal mother ore that continuously grew fragments. With their flesh, blood, and spirits as the medium, those crystals mixed with high-dimensional power grew wildly.

Tang looked at the baby-faced knight who was wrapped in crystal fragments. Then, in the blink of an eye, the baby-faced knight and Pallez Zoroast stopped moving.

Breathing, heartbeat, the beating of extraordinary power, a time worm with twelve segments stopped struggling together and was firmly imprisoned in the crystal, like an insect dripped with resin and trapped in amber.

They seemed to have been dead from the beginning and turned into specimens.

"No, it's more than that."

Tang saw the scenes of the real world through the connection with the secret doll.

In the real world, the baby-faced knight, Pales Zoroast, mysteriously disappeared.

They disappeared without a trace, in this drama that was surrounded by hidden forces and unfolded unconsciously.

"Pallez Zoroast and his parasites were swallowed by the Euclid Dimension. They were assimilated by the stolen fragments of space and ascended to this dimension, becoming a part of it."

Tang switched perspectives again, standing from the observer's perspective, looking at the two people in front of him who looked like specimens.

"Is this the price of stealing part of the power of Euclidean space? They will be devoured by the fragments of space, forced to ascend to a higher dimension, and thus enter Euclidean space... But it seems that even if they enter here, they will be in a very special state. Are they alive? Or are they dead? Will they be liberated after the dimensionality reduction?"

So far, Tang has not encountered other life forms in the Euclidean space. After being promoted to Sequence 4, he has not tried to bring other creatures in here, so he is not aware of the changes.

"But let's talk about these issues later..."

Tang looked towards the castle not far away. The baby-faced knight and Pallez Zoroast beside him were clearly exposed in the observation of Euclidean space.

Unlike the two people who have been upgraded and are in Euclidean space, those two people are alive, normal, and there is no doubt that they are living in the real world.

"After failing to save himself the first time, he used a Time Worm to replace his fate of being elevated to a higher dimension after stealing his power. Then, he quietly stole the distance and the attention of the Marionette, hiding himself in order to try to save himself a second time."

Calm, decisive, and capable. This was Tang's first impression of this Sequence 1 Time Worm.

"Very powerful, even more powerful than the God-Descendants from the dark side of the universe, even more powerful than my father. Sequence 1, near-peak strength, a Beyonder who has lived for a thousand years... As expected, this Beyonder world is rife with dangers. I never know when I'll encounter an attack of this magnitude."

Don put on his monocle again, this time he moved it so that it sat in his right eye socket, "Sorry, I had it in the wrong place before."

Pales Zoroast fell silent again.

Tang saw the Time Worm take a deep breath. He glanced at the system interface and saw that the potion digestion progress had not increased.

"You are not Amon."

Tang Mingrui noticed the change in the other person's mood, which was a kind of certainty.

Oh, this is exposed?

"It seems that deceiving a Sequence 1 is not an easy task."

He felt that he had disguised himself quite well, and everything he said and did was in line with his impression of Amon, imitating the Amon clone he observed.

"What makes you think so?"

Amon raised his lips, revealing a kind smile. "Pallez, are you stalling for time? I don't mind, but if you keep delaying like this, I can't guarantee that I'll take your place and visit your family, um, the Zoroast family."

"I heard they've formed a secret organization, calling themselves the Hermits of Destiny. When I take your place and blend in, I'm sure I'll see a lot of delicious food."

The delicacies Tang was referring to were not cakes, but rather the demigods of the Thief's Path. Their extraordinary characteristics naturally made them "delicious" to Amon.

The angel chuckled. He seemed to have realized the problem and wasn't aroused by the words at all. "It's quite simple to see that."

"Oh?"

Amon adjusted his monocle and pretended to be listening attentively.

"First of all, even though you disguised yourself as Amon... hehe, there's no doubt that you disguised yourself very well. When I first saw you, I even thought that the real Amon had come."

"But I didn't feel any attraction. It was the instinctive convergence of Beyonder characteristics."

At this level, the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics has almost reached the point of materialization. With Amon and Pales possessing the uniqueness of the thief's path, how could they not feel the existence of this attraction?
Of course, it is also possible that Amon stole the attraction between the extraordinary characteristics.

So, Pales then raised the second point: "What is the most important thing for Extraordinary People?"

He asked the 'Amon' in front of him.

Tang pondered for a moment and realized this.

"I'm just a fake, where do I get the extraordinary power of the Thief's Path?"

He glanced at the entire castle. It was spotless. The Grafting of Fate did not exist, the other Time Worms did not exist, and the Law of Aggregation of Beyonder Characteristics did not exist. Apart from his projection, all that remained here were marionettes and things related to the fortune teller.

It doesn't look like Amon had set up an ambush in advance.

as well as……

Tang looked up and saw that the black curtain in the sky had fallen, dragging this place into a secret kingdom.

Even if he was Amon, he was at most a clone of Amon, using this magical item to isolate the inside and outside. Regardless of whether it was to prevent Pallez Zoroast from escaping, this arrangement alone did not seem like an arrangement that intended to allow other clones of Amon, or even the original body, to come and process this Sequence 1 material and recover the Beyonder characteristics.

Of course, it is also possible that Amon's clone has already informed the original body, and now he can catch the turtle in the jar by trapping the person here.

"Of course, the most decisive point."

The meticulously groomed middle-aged man said slowly, "That strange extraordinary ability just now is completely incompatible with the Amon I understand. There is no similarity at all."

On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to an apprentice, but the apprentice's superior is that 'Mr. Men'. He cannot be here now, so how could he be related to Amon?
This level of deception cannot fool a Time Worm.

"You are not Amon. You are a trickster who is digesting the potion. So, you pretend to be Amon in order to get spiritual power feedback from me and speed up the digestion of the potion."

"A sealed artifact appeared in Tingen before, a high-sequence sealed artifact related to the Diviner's Path. Hmm, this item should be the thing above your head. Are you a descendant of the Death God? Or someone who has some connection to the descendants of the Death God?"

"You know me, you know my name. Similarly, you are quite familiar with Amon. In some way, you found Amon's trace..."

"Your path is adjacent to the Apprentice and the Thief. After reaching the High Sequence, Amon's interest isn't limited to Beyonders from your own path. He also welcomes those from adjacent paths."

"You know how terrifying Amon is, so when you were acting as digestion, you also had a little idea hidden in your mind."

He glanced at the curtain above his head, and then the angel said leisurely, "You seem to have no ill intentions, and your methods are much more peaceful... You want to cooperate with me to eliminate, or rather transfer, Amon's clone. You have a certain connection with Tingen, otherwise you would not choose to eliminate or transfer it instead of fleeing. You have a certain bond with this land, so you will not choose to leave."

"The entire castle is filled with dolls. As far as I know, this castle belongs to a baron, and the baron's wife is from a noble family in Backlund, protected by the church and family. It would be difficult for such a noble lady to be made into a doll without anyone noticing."

"Little Ramde? This shouldn't be your secret doll, but your true identity."

The angel who stole the path seemed to be seeking revenge for scaring him. He clearly stated his analysis and finally asked, "Am I right?"

Tang: “…”

System: "...Host, he hit them all."

"I can only say what a terrifying old man! He guessed everything so accurately after just a short period of testing... And Tongzi, is it really okay for you to be so gloating?"

"By the way, I think I need to advise you not to impersonate Amon so casually." The angel smiled again. "If you take on His fate, He might notice."

That's why I didn't meet you in the real world.

Don smiled.

If it weren't for the isolation of Euclidean space itself, if I had played the role of Amon in the real world, maybe Amon would have really come to me according to the ups and downs of fate.

That would be interesting.

Well, let him think about it. Amon, Adam, the goddess, plus an old man who directly revealed his true identity. Wow, what a luxurious lineup. With all of them here as guests, what should he do? Hang himself at the door to make everyone laugh?
(End of this chapter)