Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 195 194 Trier

"After years of changes, Trier is now in a very unusual state. Coincidentally, the angels of the Sauron family, Bad Duke Sauron, and the angels of the Church of the God of Craftsmen and the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun are currently discussing some of the recent abnormalities exhibited in Trier's underground. It feels like a coincidence that they are in Trier today and are preparing to enter the underground ruins in the corresponding area."

"For the invaders, an incident involving divinity or the transcendental at this time is definitely not a good thing. Trier, the underground city of the Intis Empire, was once the capital of the Tudor Kingdom. Clearly, there are serious problems here."

"Faced with the sudden outbreak of an angel-level battle, the two major churches and the Soran family will inevitably become alert. This involves underground Trier and is very likely related to Tudor. The church and the Soran family will certainly not take it lightly. Deploying "0" level seals and more angels is a reasonable development..."

On the outskirts of Trier, in a neglected chapel, kneeling before the cross, a figure with golden eyes as pure as a baby, a thick beard of the same color, and wearing a simple white robe, was holding a phantom pen and writing something on the ground.

"Before the Church and Soran's angels arrived, the anomaly in underground Trier erupted unnoticed because it involved a struggle between divinities... This might have been due to some attempts by Amon, the God of Deception, but it was also due to certain characteristics and the spontaneous decision to erupt. After all, this was a very opportune opportunity..."

Suddenly, there was a person outside this deserted church.

The middle-aged man in a simple robe suddenly stopped writing. He slowly stood up, turned around and looked at the person coming from outside the church.

The visitor was well-mannered, wearing a half-high black top hat, with a well-defined face, light brown eyes, and a black suit, like a gentleman walking on the streets of Trier.

In his right eye socket, he was wearing a monocle carved from crystal.

"Nicolas Flamel."

The visitor took off his hat and saluted the middle-aged man who also stood up.

"Hello, Father, my Lord has allowed me to greet you on His behalf."

After saying this, the Sequence 1 Time Worm walked straight into the church without waiting for its master's invitation.

After entering the church, the area of ​​Trier surrounding the church seemed to be covered with layer upon layer of quiet darkness. This was the secret power that Nicholas had stolen. Now he released this power to restrict the highest-level psychologist from quietly influencing the outside world.

Nicholas stood in front of the church door, looking at Adam, who had been watching him silently. He tweaked his crystal monocle and explained in a leisurely tone, "I'm sorry, my Lord does not wish to be disturbed."

"We are all preparing for the inevitable doomsday. Your child is truly too lively. He is not fit to be the new Lord of the Mysteries. This is irresponsible to all living beings."

"Amon will fall. This is destiny. My Lord has prepared His end, and this end is bound to come."

The high-ranking people in the audience channel have the authority that "the objects I imagine will appear, the kingdoms I imagine will descend into the material world, and the future I declare will come true." Some of the characteristics of this field also fit the authority possessed by the future Tang and several Outer Gods.

The confrontation between powers depends on whether Adam, the Angel King of the spectator's path, can quietly influence the entire Trier, affect Amon's fate, and fight against the destiny and the future when there is an Angel King of the thief's path blocking the door.

Adam said nothing, still looking at the gentleman in front of him with his clear, childlike eyes.

After a while, he nodded slightly, "There is no problem with your consideration."

The King of Angels who had survived from ancient times seemed to have really given up because of Nicholas' few words. He stood under the cross, without writing anything else, nor using any other methods to try to influence Nicholas' mental state, quietly giving psychological hints in the other's mind island.

Nicholas also stood quietly by the gate, simply adjusting his monocle. He also did not attack Adam, and tried to recover the Sequence 1 characteristics of the audience path.

There are secret dolls hiding in the Euclidean space all around, observing the changes in the entire Trier and the corresponding spiritual world, the changes in the collective subconscious sea. If anything goes wrong, they will notify other secret dolls and take corresponding measures.

Sequence 1 versus Sequence 1, Adam knew the thief's abilities, and Nicholas also knew the audience's abilities. After quietly reaching a balance, they were all waiting for the final outcome.

Will the operation to hunt Amon be successful and a bug be born, or will Amon once again use some special existence to break free from the destiny and continue to walk in the world?
Intis, Trier.

Amon's transfer was quite fast, but just as he replaced the fate of his own clone, he saw Pallez, who had been waiting here for a while, extending his hand.

"Pallez." Amon smiled, not seeming to be surprised by the sudden attack at all. It seemed as if he had anticipated this. When Pales reached out to grab him, Amon's waist tilted back at an absolutely abnormal angle.

At the same time, two bells rang at the same time.

The surrounding matter rapidly aged and withered. Amon and Pales sounded the death knell of heaven, devouring each other's time as the Worm of Time.

As an old "friend" who had been dealing with each other for thousands of years, Pales knew very well what Amon was capable of, and Amon could also roughly guess what Pales was capable of.

As top-tier fraudsters, the battle between Amon and Pales once again involved the mutual theft of time, space, concepts, behavior, and consciousness.

The gap between the two angels was narrowed to almost nothing because of the accident three hundred years ago. Now, if they want to determine the winner in a short period of time, the only thing they need to see is whose reinforcements arrive first and whose reinforcements are stronger.

Amon was waiting for the angels of the Artisan Church, the Eternal Sun Church, and the Sauron family to descend, and for some anomalies in the underground Trier, which was once the capital of the Tudor Empire and had encountered major problems for some reason during the Fourth Epoch, to be stimulated.

We need to muddy the waters first before we can do anything, right?

And Pales was also waiting, waiting for the support to come, waiting for the helper who was also an angel.

Suddenly, Pales and Amon separated a little, and the surrounding light was dazzling, illuminating the area.

"It seems my helper has arrived first, Amon." Pales merged into the shadows. Countless insects with twelve segments were wriggling frantically under his skin, trying to calm the shaking spirits that were entangled with Amon.

After all, he was once the King of Angels. Even if he had lost his extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness, his skills and the high-level things he had stolen were not something that Pales could catch up with in a short period of time.

Wearing a silk top hat, Tang once again appeared beside Amon in a reduced dimensional form. He put his hands together, and countless brilliant lights emanated from the surrounding space.

Euclidean space rapidly merges the reality and the high-dimensional world. He has no intention of fighting Amon in Trier.

"There's no trap I've set here, and a magician never performs unprepared performances."

Since it is unrealistic to capture Amon alone, and the other party has no idea how many clones he has hidden in Intis, then let Amon's original body, Amon's clones, and the area where Amon is located, all be upgraded into the Euclidean space!

Tang's eyes became deep and dark, with dots of bright light reflecting Amon's figure.

After Euclidean space sealed off the surrounding space, rendering Amon's attempt to steal distance ineffective, he suddenly pulled forward, and two images from the historical pores emerged from the mist of history, about to descend into the real world. Dimensional advancement takes time, and the anomaly where Amon was located seemed quite large.

Southern Continent.

The lady, wearing a simple black robe, with a casual expression and long, smooth hair falling casually on her shoulders, raised her head, and the tall man beside her looked over.

"how?"

Anjie tilted her head as if listening for a moment, then looked at the man beside her and said calmly, "You will need to lose your ability to think for a while."

"Where is Tang?" Owen looked into the distance again.

"Yes."

Intis, Trier underground.

From the gap in history, a tall man in armor slowly walked out.

Behind Tang, shadows cascaded and vibrated, and strings of crazy knowledge continued to fill the shadow, making it flesh and blood, and gradually began to possess the characteristics of being "alive".

Walking out from the historical pore images of the future, carrying the spiritual pollution from the future, carrying the terrible and crazy power and the slumber of death, rushing towards Amon!

"I'm a magician who creates miracles, Amon. Do you like my magic show?"

Tang reached out and pulled the brim of his silk hat, then stepped back. A historical projection in front of him had merged with his shadow and possessed physical power.

The image of that figure was reflected in the pupil of Amon's left eye, which was covered by the monocle.

It was a figure composed of pure knowledge. One after another, knowledge with obvious signs of activation followed Amon's gaze, ignoring the limitations of distance, and appeared in front of Amon.

It was a torrent of knowledge, countless crazy, suffocating, and terrifying waves of knowledge!

The demon of knowledge, the mystery of madness.

Sequence 1, Emperor of Knowledge.

Amon suddenly laughed.

Faced with the knowledge that appeared before Him, Amon smiled in an extremely strange way.

Don frowned.

The next moment, his fortune teller's premonition made him look down and notice the gray fog that was constantly surging upwards from the ground.

"The patch of the Heavenly Lord, seals the gray fog of the Western Continent."

Intis's Trier, especially the present-day Trier built on the site of the former capital of Tudor in the Fourth Epoch, now sunk underground, faces far greater challenges than those faced by metropolises like Backlund, Saint Miron, and Feynaport City.

According to the intelligence collected by the secret dolls and some problems observed by Tang, this place is related to Binxi and the leakage of source material from the western continent in Calderon. It is suspected to have a very close connection with the former leader of the Tudor Empire, the Blood Emperor Alistair Tudor.

But these things should have been suppressed with the establishment of the two major churches and the rise of Sauron. Amon was triggering this thing now... what was he trying to do? Was he trying to completely expose the abnormality of the source leakage here, similar to the Binxi, so that the angels of the church and Sauron would directly bombard the place with artillery fire, annihilating the entire Trier?

Threatening him with the entire city? Did Amon think he was too humane?

"It's not impossible to have Kotal evacuate the entire city at once."

Mr. Tang felt that the other party's purpose was more than that. He set his gaze on Amon again, but saw that Amon's figure was rapidly splitting. His image disappeared in the Euclidean space and turned into tiny insects one after another, wandering in the air, looking for some kind of breakthrough.

As a top cryptographer, Amon clearly realized that the current situation was related to the nature of this space.

Similarly, his enemy, a Sequence 2 Miracle Master, was unable to be parasitized. Based on the enemy's true nature and the intelligence he had collected previously, he already had a guess as to the reason.

They are unable to parasitize each other because there is a distance between their spaces that is difficult to cross using ordinary mystical means.

And when the dimension upgrade here is completed and officially enters the Euclidean space, although there is no difference in dimension, it is almost equivalent to fighting in the opponent's home court.

This is not what a fraudster likes to do.

So, how can we disrupt the entire arrangement at the lowest cost?

The answer is to use things at the same level or even higher levels to influence angels who have authority in areas such as observation and dimension.

Seeing things you shouldn’t see, hearing sounds you shouldn’t hear, and touching things you shouldn’t touch all lead to a certain degree of mental pollution.

Tang saw a thin grayish-white mist and an illusory river ebbing and flowing in the grayish-white mist.

"The River of Eternal Darkness..."

Twelve segments, some bright and some dark, are visible on the surface of each Time Worm. They are constantly stealing in this space, stealing the gray fog belonging to Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun from underground.

In each patch of gray mist, there were drops of illusory liquid that seemed to contain countless colors. The breath of exhaustion and death suddenly filled the space that was rapidly upgrading.

The crazy knowledge fell into a stagnation, but the tall figure was not affected. The image from the pores of history stretched out its hand, and the power of death made the time insects wandering around one after another turn gray under the mixed atmosphere of tranquility and death.

Sequence 1, Pale Emperor.

(End of this chapter)