Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

After discussing with Audrey, the final deal arrangement was that the other party would provide information other than the big nobles and rich people. As a reward, Renekton would need to provide Audrey with some practical extraordinary knowledge.

The two happily reached a deal under the witness of the golden retriever Susie.

Silver City, at the base of the round tower.

Derrick sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the metal wall in front of him, all kinds of chaotic thoughts in his mind constantly rising and falling.

The candle on one of the trays had burned out, leaving him in true darkness until the next time the watcher brought food.

At this moment, gray mist filled his eyes, and Mr. Fool's whisper echoed in his ears:

"Get ready for the party."

Such a change was fleeting, and Derrick subconsciously concentrated on counting his heartbeats silently.

But then he realized that there was no need to do this. In this environment, he didn't need to worry about avoiding other people's problems.

But Derrick soon thought of a new question:

That is, he is within the sealing range of the magical item at the bottom of the round tower. Will Mr. Fool's subsequent move of pulling himself into the gray fog be discovered?

This is one of the two most magical and powerful magical items in Silver City!

Amidst the anxiety and uneasiness, Derrick's eyes surged with boundless crimson light, which flooded him.

Benedict! After a moment of silence, there was a tapping sound from the other side of the metal wall.

This was the chat code agreed between Derrick and the other party.

"Tuk!"

After a while, without getting a response from Derrick, the other party knocked again.

After finishing the banquet and successfully reaching a deal with Audrey, Renekton returned to his rented house.

In the study, Renekton glanced at the clock on the wall and confirmed that the time was close to three o'clock in the afternoon. Renekton lay back on the couch in the study in a relaxed posture.

A crimson light suddenly surged out of his field of vision, completely engulfing Renekton's field of vision in an instant.

When the vision was restored again, the surrounding scene was already inside the magnificent ancient palace above the gray fog.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~"

Audrey was still the first member to stand up and salute.

After receiving Mr. Fool's response, Audrey greeted each member in turn: the Hanged Man, the Sun, the White Tower, the World, and the Magician.

As a mind reader, Audrey was keenly aware that Little Yang was not in a high mood and was a little uneasy.

Audrey asked curiously: "What are you worried about?"

Little Sun's performance made Renekton guess that he had met the former captain of the exploration team who was parasitized by Amon.

Derrick the Little Sun didn't hide anything. He very nervously told the story of confessing to the chief and being sent to the bottom of the round tower for isolation. At the end, he asked:

"Dear Mr. Fool, will that magical object find out that I am attending a Tarot session?"

Shrouded in gray fog, Klein's inner activities at this moment were very complicated.

How do I know? I don't even know what it is. However, there is no powerful or weird force trying to invade for the time being.

Klein bent his fingers, tapped the edge of the long bronze table twice, and said in a relaxed manner:

"Normally, it can't be found."

"But some magical items have strange effects."

After receiving the affirmative answer from Mr. Fool, Derrick felt much relieved. He hummed and said:

"I don't know what effect this magical item has. This is one of the top secrets in Silver City."

Having said this, he suddenly remembered the content of his conversation with the former captain of the exploration team, and asked:

"Have you ever heard of Amon?"

Amon? Klein only hesitated for a moment, and then all the relevant memories came flooding out. His eyes swept over Renekton who was sitting beside him. All the information about Amon was what he had told him.

Thinking of Amon, Klein inevitably began to worry. Amon was destined to be his enemy. He was only a Sequence Seven, but the opponent was a Sequence One angel.

Renekton frowned slightly. It was obvious that Derrick chose a different approach from the original work, but in the end he still met Amon due to the pull of fate.

While Renekton was deep in thought, Alger the Hanged Man frowned and asked in confusion:

"During your exploration of the surrounding area in Silver City, you met a man who called himself Amon?"

"Or have similar records been discovered?"

Little Sun Derrick nodded seriously and said:

"Yes, forty-two years ago, an exploration team encountered a man named Amon in the depths of darkness. After returning to Silver City, they went crazy and lost control one after another, leaving only one person. He has been locked up in the Round Tower. Bottom, right, right next door to me.”

"Maybe, he is also crazy, and everything is just his imagination."

The magician Forsi gave full play to the imagination of a novelist and proposed a guess.

Alger the Hanged Man glanced at Mr. Fool at the top, and seeing that he didn't give any hint, he boldly said:

"It's just speculation, but I wouldn't come up with the name Amon without a reason."

"In the Fourth Age, well, according to our time calculation, it should be 1,500 years ago, or even longer. At that time, in the Tudor Dynasty, there was a family with strange power, and their surname was Amon!"

"Even in that era when there were many high-sequence powerful people, this family's surname was still a taboo."

"why?"

Miss Justice Audrey, who was more curious, asked the question on behalf of Little Sun.

Alger, the Hanged Man, recalled for a moment, and then said to himself:

"Abraham, Antigonus, Amon, Jacob, and Tamara are the five major families that claim to have established the Tudor Dynasty and are second only to the Blood Emperor."

"Among them, the Amon family is the most mysterious and has the least history left behind. It seems to have been distorted and covered up by some force."

"The Amon family has another name, the Blasphemers family! They master the secret of stealing the power of the gods and claim to be the descendants of the ancient sun god."

Little Sun Derrick was confused when he heard it. Within the scope of his knowledge of mythology, there was no ancient sun god, and he didn't know about any family of blasphemers.

When everyone on the field was lost in thought, Renekton had already sorted out his thoughts, raised his hand slightly and said:

"The ancient sun god is the one you believe in in Silver City, the Lord who created everything, the omniscient and omnipotent God."

"Amon is His child, and the former Amon family is also Him."

Renekton changed to a more serious posture, leaned forward, supported his hands on the long bronze table, and continued to speak:

"There is no family, only Amon, and all members are Amon!"

"He is the King of Angels of the Thief Path. He has gathered most of the extraordinary characteristics of this path and can create countless clones."

"He will not have a favorable impression of you just because your Silver City believes in the ancient sun god. He is the god of cunning and mischief."

"The cellmate next door to you is no longer himself. His body, memory and even destiny have been stolen by Amon. He has become one of Amon's many clones."

The scene fell silent for a while. Little Sun Derrick had many questions that he wanted to ask, but for a moment he didn't know where to start. He just felt that his head was in chaos.

Klein, shrouded in gray fog, felt that his heart had stopped for half a beat. He stared at the thick gray fog around him. He clearly remembered that Al once said that this place belongs to the Source Castle, and the Source Castle corresponds to soothsayers, thieves, and apprentices. Three ways.

Amon, are you here for me? No, no, forty-two years ago was too long. Amon couldn't have foreseen that I would pull the little sun into the gray fog at that time!

"Boom boom boom!"

Klein bent his fingers and tapped the long bronze table in front of him a few times.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted to him, Klein leaned back slightly and said in a relaxed and unconcerned manner:

"Don't worry, Amon's target is not you, nor Silver City."

"Not me? Not Silver City?" Little Sun Derrick repeated Mr. Fool's words in his mind, and looked at Mr. Fool sitting at the head with doubtful eyes.

Audrey the Righteous, Alger the Hanged Man and Forsi the Magician also looked at Mr. Fool at the top, each pondering in their hearts.

Alger, the Hanged Man, touched the stubble on his chin, and a bold idea came to his mind. Amon's goal was not Mr. Sun, nor the Silver City where he was, so Amon's real goal was probably...

Alger, the Hanged Man, looked at Mr. Fool at the top with a pleading look.

Justice Audrey was keenly aware of the movements of Alger the Hanged Man, and quickly reacted, also looking at Mr. Fool at the top.

Although Magician Forsi did not expect this, seeing everyone looking at Mr. Fool, he then turned his attention to Mr. Fool at the top, shrouded in gray mist.

Don’t all look at me! These are just some of my speculations and feelings!

"Beacon of destiny!" This was the only sentence in Renekton's mind.

Then he glanced at Little Sun Derrick with complicated eyes, but did not tell him that when he finished the Tarot session, he would receive a kind greeting from Amon, who was locked up next door.

In front of Amon, the more you know, the more you will be exposed.

Klein, who was shrouded in gray fog, noticed Renekton's unabashed movements and eyes, and also looked at the little sun Derrick sitting beside him.

Al's actions, Little Sun's encounter is not over yet? Could it be that Amon noticed my action of pulling the little sun above the gray fog? .There must be a certain connection between the Thief Path and Origin Castle, so there is a high probability that Amon noticed my actions.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Klein felt. He was not ready to face a strong man like Amon.

Klein controlled his trumpet Mr. World, coughed slightly to attract everyone's attention, then turned his attention to Renekton, and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"What do you think of Amon?"