Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 109 Chapter 108 Spirit Worm?
Just as the old man was lost in the ultimate thought of "Who is the great being above the spiritual world?" and was brainstorming, Tang reduced the dimension of a rectangular object and let it float between the two of them.

That is a 'notarized document'.

Distorted sun symbols were scattered across the rectangular paper, occupying most of the space. Dotted around the corners were complex, mystical, and difficult-to-interpret symbols, faintly revealing a sense of madness and terror that was completely irrational and driving people crazy.

They jointly guard the blank part in the middle, waiting for specific content to be written on it.

This is a 'notarization' produced by Tang using the notarization of the Sun Scepter 'No Darkness' and the crazy knowledge associated with the Knowledge Wilderness as the basis, and then processed by the system's 'craftsman' module.

"If it's just the Sun Scepter, a Sequence 4 Darkless Being alone would most likely be unable to restrain a Sequence 1 Beyonder. The notarized contents could be quietly stolen, rendering the contract invalid."

With the related knowledge wilderness, crazy knowledge itself can serve as a third-party witness to constrain both parties.

Of course, this is also Tang showing off his skills. He is not someone who can be bullied. He has people behind him, and the so-called "great existence above the spiritual world" is definitely not something that is groundless.

This kind of thing provided evidence for his belief in the 'great being above the spiritual world', and at least stabilized Pallez Zoroast, a Sequence 1 angel.

"Of course, Grandpa will definitely be wary of me and the person behind me."

As for who is behind him...

Who knows.

Pales was indeed an experienced Extraordinary Person. He quickly calmed down his fluctuating emotions and discussed the cooperation matters with Tang. In the end, they notarized the "notarization" for both parties, which seemed to have problems with the manufacturing method, but in fact the problems were even more serious.

Through the Euclidean space, Tang saw that the old man carefully analyzed the mystical symbols on the notarized document. The more he looked, the deeper his frown became, and his face became more and more serious. He was silent for a very long time before he completed the notarization.

“Look forward to our cooperation.”

This means that the two sides have reached a preliminary cooperation on the matter of 'eliminating Amon's clone'.

Tang put away the notarized document and glanced at the angel. Not surprisingly, he was not using his real body, but a contract completed by a Time Worm.

"Indeed, a 'notarized document' of unknown origin. Who knows what special things are left on it?"

After all, without the participation of crazy knowledge, notarization will be equally effective, but the effect will become quite limited.

The two parties to the contract are 'Pallez Zoroast' and 'Don Eggers Ramd', but the thief field is best at substitution and theft. If the fate of one's own contract is replaced by a time worm with a stolen fate, then the object of this contract will naturally be replaced.

Relying solely on the power of Sequence 4 in the Solar Domain to restrain the enemy was indeed insufficient.

Tang's previous vigilance was correct. He added the corresponding crazy knowledge and the system processed and activated the mystical knowledge related to the 'two parties of the contract' in the solar field. The objects that were firmly bound were 'Pallez Zoroaster' and 'Don Eggers Ramd', whether it was body, mind, or spirit, it was these two.

The crazy knowledge forms a brand, which will completely bind the fate of both parties in the contract and cannot be replaced by a substitute or grafted.

The old man must have seen this as well, which is why he signed the contract. After all, Sequence 1s on Tang's path were equally adept at manipulating fate.

Overly cautious, yet also overly strong, this is Sequence 1... Really difficult to deal with.

After concluding the first negotiation, Tang took back the notarized document and prepared to end the projection of Euclidean space onto the real world.

"I look forward to our next discussion, and I hope we can eliminate all of Amon's clones."

Tang bowed and disappeared.

No one was disturbed, and Pallez Zoroaster did not notice anything wrong.

Pales's eyebrows twitched slightly as he returned the stolen items to the baby-faced knight. After the knight slowly regained consciousness, he said, "Let's go."

Baby-faced Knight:?

He was a little confused. What just happened?
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Tang once again received spiritual feedback from Pales Zoroaster, which allowed him to digest a small part of his magic potion, barely half of it.

"Maybe I was caught off guard the first time. I didn't notice anything wrong the second time when I left. This is much more bizarre and terrifying. And this, this also fits the role of the trickster... Well, the old man's brainstorming will probably last for a while. Let's not send the secret marionette to the castle for now."

The mysterious wizard who appears and disappears at will is more difficult to deal with than the ordinary wizard.

"Sometimes I miss Owen a little bit." In the Euclid space, Tang supported his forehead and asked the system to notify the never-ending theater that it could be evacuated.

"Host, are you saying that people are easy to deceive?" The system was clever for once.

"He's so easy to deal with, he doesn't need to think." Tang sighed. "Why would someone like him ascend to the Undead? The Warrior Path next door is obviously more suitable... Let him become a Demon Hunter. The Death Path is obviously not suitable for him."

"Host, are you talking about the height issue?"

After all, the warriors are arranged in a sequence of heights...

"Tongzi, I think you talk too much today." You saw that there was some missing hanging part on the ceiling of his house, and you wanted to put it up to air dry for two days, right?
'whee. '

Entering the never-ending theater through Euclidean space, Tang sat in a large and comfortable high-back chair, and wanted to act out the appearance of being twisted into a maggot and wriggling wildly on the spot.

"If we want to deal with Amon's clone next..." He glanced at the system task and closed his eyes tiredly. The amount of brain work he had done in the past few days had almost consumed all his brain cells for the past year.

"Let's get the Necronomicon out first... I wonder what this famous magic book from the Cthulhu mythos would look like if it were released into this world."

And he still remembered the words of his future self, "Be careful Amon."

You must also buy insurance, as much as you can.

Tang didn't think his future self would say this out of idleness. This kind of reminder would most likely cause problems when he and the old man cooperate to eliminate Amon's clone.

"The scariest situation is that this time it's not us who are catching Amon, but Amon has been deliberately catching us."

"Could it be that He has already confirmed that the old man is in Tingen? Or is He casting a wide net? If any of His clones run into trouble, He will take over their fate and come directly here?"

"I told Grandpa that the Sequence 1 from the Jacob family had been eaten by Amon. Grandpa should be alert. If Amon wants to take action, the sooner the better..."

Otherwise, if Pales is given time to prepare, the Sequence 1 Angel of the Thief's Path will not be able to play too much of a role.

"Besides, this isn't Backlund. It won't attract the divine presence of the gods from the major churches. If Amon's true form were to arrive, other than causing Amon to grow everywhere, the official Beyonders here would have no recourse."

To face Amon's true form, we must prepare everything we can.

After all, the second son of the ancient creator, the god of mischief, the king of angels of the thieves' path, is in quite good condition. He is not on the same level as the gods from the dark side of the universe who can only exert the power of a saint and whose greatest reliance is on their original body in the abyss.

"In the end, if we really can't get rid of it, we'll have no choice but to move." After thinking about it, Tang made a decision.

Unable to clean it up and unable to avoid the danger, it would be impolite for him, a Sequence 4, to fight here to the death.

If you really miss it, let the theater swallow up the entire territory and do a mysterious version of "Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains". Then you can digest it completely and it will be perfect.

Theater core:?
Well, let’s just catch it and grab it.

Are you polite? I'll ask you, are you polite? Temporarily putting aside his worries about the future, Tang next prepared to split the spirit worm to allow the theater's core production to reproduce the spell from yesterday.

After the battle with the Dark Side God-descender of the Universe, he has only a few talismans of yesterday's reappearance in his hands. This talisman is also one of the keys in the next battle to eliminate Amon's clone.

"It's better to talk to my future self and see if there are any good things I can borrow in the future."

It would be best if there was one that could directly explode Amon’s head.

Tang didn't mind being fleeced, after all, it was all his fault, who hadn't gone through this?

In the future, Cai Cai, Lao Lao.

"However, my path feels increasingly strange. Once I reach Sequence 3, I won't be able to project future history, right?"

The past, present and future are intertwined to form a new and extraordinary power. They cannot be called ancient scholars, but time scholars.

By then, all the future bigwigs will be airdropped there, and that scene is interesting to imagine.

The problem on the other hand...

Tang carefully examined the state of his own spirit body, and with his spiritual intuition, he roughly controlled the limits of his own spirit body and determined how many spirit insects it would be appropriate to separate at one time.

If too many spiritual insects die, he will go crazy for a while.

"I don't know if I can respond right now... My status is high enough, and the Euclid space is special enough. Can I just ask the theater core to pray to me for power, leveraging the power of the higher-dimensional space to bless the spell that reappeared yesterday?"

"Can a talisman created in this situation also directly borrow power from the future in the real world?"

Tang had thought of this question before when he noticed the peculiarity of the spell that reappeared yesterday and when he was able to borrow spirituality from the future in the Euclidean space. However, he had not reached the true demigod level at that time and could not leverage the power of that space.

Tang secretly noted this idea and planned to find time to think of a respectable name for himself, and try to see if he could use the power of higher-dimensional space to directly borrow the power of the future in the real world.

"If that's the case, then yesterday's reappearance spell can be given to someone else to use."

You compete with me for the background, and I compete with you for the future.

There is no need to wait for 30 years in the east and 30 years in the west. Just cast a talisman and everyone will be obedient.

Thinking of this, Tang calmed his spirit and began to split the spirit worm, recovering the extraordinary characteristics in the spirit worm's body, and letting it die to form the material of the talisman.

"Hiss..." These things really died without making a sound.

The feeling of the spirit worm's death was like the pain of a phantom limb... As Tang split apart, he prayed to the theater core for a miracle to calm the spiritual fluctuations and reduce the pain that this death brought to the spirit.

Every time a spirit worm died, it actually harmed the spirit body of the evil wizard himself. Relying on the magic potion that had been digested halfway and the miracle granted by the theater core, Tang separated ten spirit worms in total, and he was a little exhausted after letting them die.

However, looking at the spiritual insect that he had split out, Mr. Tang felt that something was wrong.

He remembered that spirit bugs should be transparent...but why are some of these bugs white?

Oh no, maggots?!
He remembered that he had given it to the Secret Doll Spirit Bug before, and it didn’t look like this when it was just divided out?
'Host, you didn't flush the bathroom?'

"Shut up."

Tang picked up the spirit worm that had split from his own spirit body on the table and looked at it carefully with a strange expression.

"It's not white." He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it’s not a real maggot or something... No, how could the maggots separated from his spirit be ordinary maggots?
At least the kind that grow mushrooms in dark corners.

'……'Why are you so inexplicably proud, host?

The system was silent and crashed. The system felt that it was indeed unable to understand some of human thoughts.

Tang ignored the system's chatter and carefully peeled off the white film on the surface of the spirit insect.

This appears after the spirit worm leaves the spirit body.

Tang looked at the first few spirit insects that split out, and temporarily marked them as number one to four.

Under Tang's careful observation, a thin white film began to appear on the surface of the remaining five to ten spirit insects, and was rapidly taking shape.

"Is it an insulating film formed on the outside to preserve something inside?"

When it came into contact with Tang's spirituality, the membrane spontaneously fell off, revealing what was inside.

That's a normal spirit insect.

Nothing more, nothing less.

The extraordinary characteristics in the spirit insect's body had long been accompanied by a mysterious connection and returned to Tang's body when it was killed.

Without waiting for the host's instructions, the system automatically issued an appraisal: "Host, there is no problem."

Is there anything wrong with the spirit insect?
"Identify this again."

"A string of garbled characters, host."

Tang was silent for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something and lowered his voice a bit. "There's something wrong with the Spirit Worm, but I just can't identify it."

Looking at the determined expression of its host, the system hesitated for a moment.

Even if there was something beyond its identification range, it would at most display an "unable to identify" or garbled text. How could it be possible...

Tang tapped his fingers on the table. "If you were to identify a patch of air, could you identify the spirit world that overlaps with that patch of air?"

"...No." The system replied awkwardly, feeling a bit frustrated.

But identification cannot bridge the gap between the spiritual world and the real world.

Euclidean space is a dimension above the two and is also undetectable, so the system's identification can only be backward compatible.

"so……"

Tang picked up a spirit worm and pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer.

He used the Joker's extraordinary ability to turn paper into a knife and cut the spirit worm.

Like a bursting insect, an indescribable translucent liquid flowed out of the spirit insect, and then...

The paper disappeared?

(End of this chapter)