【Kemon】How to defraud Mr. Fool's pre-marital property

At this moment, it was the moment when Klein grafted Amon and Origin Castle, and then disconnected this link because he sensed an unknown danger.

After the consciousness returned to the body, Amon was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses, stabilizing the connection between him and his father's clone.Since his connection with Origin Castle was broken instantly, the will of the Lord of Mysteries did not affect him more.

As Bethel said, the concept of marks and children never existed in the real universe, and there was not even a loophole that could be exploited. It was so clean that he wondered whether he had ever really been to such a castle-like world bubble.

But it would be too easy to prove.

"Mr. Fool, at that moment just now, I experienced a very interesting thing."

Amon did not forget his half-crazy character, and laughed exaggeratedly:

"I saw that we were married, our child was about to be born, we were hugging and kissing in the ordinary world, and you said to me, you are tempted."

"That's just a bubble that's more false than a dream." Klein responded coldly.

While speaking, the dilapidated Kingdom of the Fool began to rebuild, and the castle destroyed by the star concept quickly recovered.He will hide in the mysterious realm again to stabilize his spirit, but this time, Amon doesn't want to play that cat-and-mouse game anymore.

"Really? Then you remember this?"

Amon pressed the monocle, and instantly split into countless figures, some turned into ancient clocks, some turned into starlight to form cages, some tried to steal Klein's ability, and more of them flashed in Klein's eyes. Ryan's side rushed towards him again.The coming of the stars caused the invalidation of the rule book, which really facilitated his actions.

Fortunately, he was on Amon's side. He briefly stole the ability of the spiritual body thread, and quickly used it to slow down Klein's thinking.Surrounded by avatars, Klein, who was unable to use paper dolls to replace himself due to his previous experience, had to frequently transfer his position through grafting, and escaped into secrecy when those avatars were broken.

The reconstruction of the Kingdom of God was visibly sluggish, and Klein was obviously seriously disturbed, even though they didn't use any powerful power at all.When His figure emerged from the concealment, Amon was not surprised to see his blushing cheeks and expression of struggling.

He let the rules of avatar fraud enter the trust period, using loopholes to exert the same effect as the main body, which is also a kind of use of mistakes.

In short, those clones are sweet omega pheromone bombs.

"Amon!" Klein rarely yelled through gritted teeth, his eyes a little embarrassed, "Don't forget, there is no sign between us!"

At this time, a figure of Amon was quickly outlined behind Klein.

He put his hands on Klein's shoulders intimately, and whispered in the same voice as that lingering night: "I don't care about the mark, I just want to ask you, how does the omega pheromone of the true god level feel?"

The second gender that all extraordinary people can't get rid of is the result of the imbalance of the negative power of the universe represented by the fallen mother goddess, especially the part carried by omega.But using pheromone to counter alpha is a method that Amon dared to use, because it is easy for him to avoid negative effects.

Klein exposed the truth that he was not a beta in the world bubble, which was a huge loophole in itself.

This is an extremely contradictory situation for Klein.On the one hand, it was difficult for him to suppress the pheromone in the usual way.Amon made him believe that Origin Castle had regarded him as a half-lord of mysteries, and he used it rashly to put his neck on the knife's edge, and if he used the unique authority to avoid the influence, it would cause an imbalance and provide more power for the recovery of the will of the lord of mysteries Many opportunities.

On the other hand, pheromones can seriously confuse his judgment of danger, which is quite deadly in the battle of the gods.

For example, now, Amon is close to him, and the tentacles protruding from under the black robe also climbed onto his limbs and slid into his trouser legs. This way they are more stuck than the tenderness and tenderness in the night when the world is soaked.

I have to say that the sweet iced tea of ​​the true god level is also quite pleasant.

"Dear Mister Fool, your current appearance is really disgraceful."

Amon whispered to Klein, playing the half-mad state, He amplified the trait of following one's will, pretending to be out of control, a few tentacles ran to quite bad places to blatantly test.

"However, you who use the blood polluted by the fallen goddess to deal with me are just right for this."

Klein's figure collapsed, and at the same time, Klein wearing a transparent cloak appeared at the other end of the palace.He used his authority to fool Amon into a simple historical projection, and the influence of pheromone was also eliminated.

It's a pity, I thought something interesting would happen.

"Why don't you exert influence on me in reverse? Just like what you did to me in that world bubble, you have already experienced it, so it should be very easy."

Amon said with regret on his face.

"Look, if you successfully mark me, I will be more prone to loopholes, and you will have a better chance of escaping from here. Why would you let such a good opportunity go?"

Of course, as long as he thinks about it, He has plenty of ways to kill him on the spot, the milder ones.

Klein was still planning his actions in silence, and there was no doubt that his next direction still left Amon with a loophole.It's a pity that he has nowhere to go, fooling, reorganizing, grafting, historical projection, asking for help from the lamp god... It's useless, every time he fails, he is one step closer to madness, what else can help him?

Amon even wanted to use 0-08 to end this endless anxiety for him early, but he didn't.Because Klein once mentioned it in the world bubble, such a mention is enough to make a highly nervous true god prepare subconsciously.

So, He felt it was time to reap the prize.

Amon chuckled, and removed all the disguised aura of the Lord of Mysteries. The evil tentacles were retracted under the robe, and he turned into the elegant and mysterious classical magician that he had shown to the world.

"You're not half-crazy at all." Klein took a breath and calmly made a judgment.

"Yes, surprise? It was a lie from start to finish about me being half-mad. Now, I can let you try to leave again."

Amon pushed his most familiar monocle, and then declared his victory:

"Of course, in the future you will have to ask for my permission to come in."

"It is you who will leave."

Klein's face darkened, and Amon suddenly felt an unusually strong pressure.

Origin Castle is expelling him.

If this continues, He will lose the chance to kill Klein.When the Fool True God settles down and makes a comeback with the source matter, the one who dies is Himself.

However, He will not let that day come.

"There is something I deliberately didn't remind you..."

Under the invisible thrust, Amon smiled lightly.

"What Mr. Men can't do doesn't mean I can't do it."

He took back all the avatars on Origin Castle, and started a plan that has been continuously improved and finally finalized due to the message left by Bethel.

First, he positioned the world bubble with the power of space, opened a "door" out of thin air, connected the virtual and the real, and made the world that was patchwork and calculated without substance simply superimposed on the Divine Kingdom of Origin Castle like a thin layer of paper.

Second, he used a loophole to overlap the fate of "Amon" in the world bubble with himself, deceived the underlying rules with wrong authority, strengthened the influence of blood ties, and magnified the concept of "children", so that "children" inherited part of Origin Castle, And as a blood relative, he unconditionally erodes the existence of the "child".

Third, the ownership of Origin Castle is tilted, and the power to push him away has disappeared. He launched a fool of authority and deprived Klein of thinking.

In an instant, Amon was the new owner of Origin Castle with equal rights.

Different from grafting in nature, this will not bring more pollution than what Klein is suffering, and even, the side effects of His use of fooling authority are imposed on the unique master, Klein.

"By the way, I almost forgot."

Amon smiled, and the substitute paper figure he had stolen appeared in his hand.He clenched his fist, and while the space in his palm was shattered, he cast the final cage for Klein.

It was like a star-studded tulle covering Klein's body.He fell to his knees with a plop, and the cold mask appeared for a while and then disappeared, but no matter what, there was no brilliance in his pair of brown eyes.

Amon squatted down in front of Klein, but felt that the distance was too far, so he knelt on the floor like him, and hugged him into his arms.

Because he has the fate of "Amon" at the same time, at this moment, he was marked by Klein.He subconsciously searched for the refreshing and slightly sweet tea fragrance, but there was nothing on Klein.

"Amon..."

Klein forcibly escaped from being fooled by virtue of his personality, but that was all. He couldn't use any means to escape from this gentle and deadly cage.

Amon hugged him tightly, because His promotion also takes time, years, even decades, and I don't know how long it will take to have a living Klein like this again.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Amon said softly to Klein.

"After becoming the Lord of Mysteries, I will resurrect you.

"You will stay in the position of an archangel in Sequence 1, and be my favored one, my servant of mysteries, forever. Of course, you can also continue that Tarot game, as long as you don't get tired of it.

"For this reason, I want to steal your fear and unwillingness in the next moment, as well as all the pain and helplessness in the past and future.

"And all you have to do is entrust your destiny to me."

He seemed to be talking too much in one breath, and he was really half crazy.

Still, it felt pretty good.

Amon paused and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Look, I got away with it, so it wasn't fraud."

Knowing that the rule book is no longer valid, Amon still mentioned its existence.He flashed a little farther away, with the fingers of both hands facing each other, enclosing Klein's figure in it.

For some reason, he hesitated a little.

Klein hasn't completely returned to sobriety, but his condition is much better without using any extraordinary ability.He regained his bookish face, wearing the black windbreaker, his eyes struggling in the chaos, looking at Amon, his lips moving, as if he was trying to speak.

He was curious about what Klein would say, but not now, when he achieved his purpose, he would have plenty of time to listen to everything Klein wanted to say.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after waking up."

Amon regained his smile, with dazzling starlight in his eyes.

"—my dear Klein."

He finally said this.

Space is torn.

Klein's figure shattered, starlight bloomed, gray mist billowed, and the precarious kingdom of fools was swallowed up by nothingness.

Amon relaxes his hands. Next, He will fool the history of Klein's death, so as to force out his uniqueness and Sequence 1 characteristics, and keep the two unnecessary ones to resurrect him.

has it ended?

He straightened the monocle on his right eye and smiled easily.

"ended."

Someone whispered behind him and put a heavy cloak on him.

"Give birth to a child, let the child inherit the source and authority, and then control them by eroding the child, this is a method that even the Mother Tree of Desire can think of.

"And you, as a born god of deceit, naturally have the corresponding ideas and abilities to simplify this process.

"You can turn the fake into the real, and let the illusory person bear the fate of gestation instead of you, and at the same time, you can avoid the pollution in the source quality and authority, and you can retreat at any time without any risk.

"However, you forget one thing, you forget the not-so-obvious relationship between you and me."

The voice said, and walked around in front of Amon. Under his cloak was an indescribable thing that could not be called a face.

"When you strengthen the concept of 'child', you also become my 'child'. When you erode 'child' as a blood relative, I also quietly erode you.

"Look, you even inherited my preference for the monocle and never wanted to change it. Isn't this also a kind of inheritance?"

As the Lord of Mysteries said so, his greasy tentacles stroked Amon's stunned face.

"After 3000 years of rebellion, it's time for you to obey."

Klein returned to Origin Castle from the fog of history. He is already a True God of Sequence 0. He can launch such a miracle without any waiting time.

The pain of being torn apart along with the space cannot be described in words. He staggered and stood firm in the empty palace.Now he is extremely relaxed, without any other will interfering with his spirit.

Then, he saw Amon not far away.

The son of the Creator who roamed fate is now kneeling quietly on the ground, bowing his head under the cloak. They seem to have simply exchanged positions, but this exchange is so fatal.

The Lord of Mysteries is recovering rapidly on Amon, and some forces are suppressing him in vain.

At this time, many problems can be explained clearly, including his half-madness and his schemes.He should have a key clone in the outside world, and Adam suppresses the madness, but the current level of progression is obviously not something that Sequence 0 can handle.

He will soon fall.Very fast, probably faster than seeing a shooting star and losing it.

Klein came to Amon, squatted down on one knee, and calmly stared at the god who killed him just now.

"I created a clone in my heart to listen to him. It's noisy, really noisy. Before, I would do this without the comfort of my father and brother, but it's a waste of extraordinary characteristics, and it won't last long at all. ..."

Amon's voice seemed to come from the bottom of the lake, calm and cold.He raised his head and looked at Klein, his dark eyes were barely focused.

"Klein, have you given up?" Amon asked.

Hearing Amon call his name directly again, Klein was slightly stunned, and then realized that he was not able to distinguish every word that he mentally packaged himself, and what he said was what he thought.

He shook his head and said, "There is no hope for us."

Facing the Empyrean who is about to recover as a double-sequence true god and holds all the ownership of Origin Castle, the only thing he can do is to lower himself, save his life, and try his best to protect the people he wants to protect with the body of an angel.

But that's all for later, now, he wants to hear Amon's last words.

"Amon, you..." Klein wanted to make his words sound less like asking for his last words, but he gave up. "Is there anything else you want to say or do?"

Amon slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, I want to ask you, you said you were attracted to me, but you told me that it was a phantom that was less real than a dream, which sentence is the truth Woolen cloth?"

"Both sentences are true." Klein sighed softly.

He was really moved.

Sometimes I think it's the influence of pheromones, sometimes I think it's the legendary suspension bridge effect, sometimes I want to criticize this wanton god, and sometimes I'm confused by the emotion he showed.

I have to say that the interaction between alpha and omega is very cheating, how ruthless and ungrateful he must be so that he will not feel pity for the tears when he calls out emotionally, so as not to regard him in his arms as having no resonance when kissing affectionately Heterogeneous.

He is not an emotionless mythical creature.When he repeatedly watched the time-traveling video, Klein had been observing him, thinking of his dazed expression when he opened the door in the Land Abandoned by God, thinking of the characteristics that the Abraham family received, and thinking of him saying that Mr. Door was his Target.

It's just that the affection He is willing to give is quite limited, so little that it is difficult to find it without comparing it with the treatment of those He despises over a span of thousands of years.

Klein knew very well that he had to treat that experience as a phantom, otherwise, he would pay a heavy price for it and implicate those people and things he wanted to protect.

See, he's just been killed once, and He doesn't think it's unacceptable to kill a man and then resurrect him, chain him around, play with the composition of emotions.But if this kind of thing is shown to the old days, it might still be a very interesting daily life.

"Is it……"

Amon smiled, a little forcedly.

"Then I want another kiss."

Klein suddenly didn't know what to say. He stretched out his hand to caress Amon's thin face, and the insect-like skin he brushed over with his fingertips regained its smoothness. After he left, he faintly collapsed.

He is reaching his limit.

"I originally wanted to kiss you under the starry sky in that world bubble, and then came back, but I didn't expect this plan to be destroyed by you. So I wanted to wait for you to be resurrected, and then take you there, waiting for the next moonless world." Torturing you at night, then you will definitely have many interesting voices..."

As Amon said, he tilted his head slightly, rubbed his cheek against Klein's palm, and smiled wearily.

"Klein, I don't want to die."

Klein shook his head.

You always come here with the awareness that if you fail, you will perish. You should even think that tomorrow is the end of the world, and you will lose everything...

But it's too late to say that.So Klein obeyed his wish and kissed him lightly.

Amon's lips were cold, and he would not provoke, resist, or respond. They were not alive, and even made him feel like he was soothing a bunch of moaning Worms of Time.

He is coming to an end, no one can keep him, only to see him off.

After a short kiss, Klein stood up and stepped back.

At this time, Amon raised his right hand and helped the monocle on his right eye, which was the only thing on him that still looked like him.

And there is still light in the crystal clear mirror.

"You've been tricked."

Amon looked up at Klein, with a triumphant smile on his face, and his monocle shone strangely.

"The kiss just now was just to divert your attention, make you forget that there is something that can directly affect you, and at the same time create a good opportunity for me. This is the 'love' I want."

While Klein was surprised and guarded, he suddenly felt a volcanic eruption of magma-like emotions rushing through his body, and all spirituality ran wild and boiled.

It's not like he hasn't experienced such scorching pain, but it's been too long, and it's not what he has in mind now.

He will kill him.

"Amon, you..."

While Klein struggled to speak, an illusory book appeared between them, and a pen was caught by a tentacle extending from under Amon's robe, marking the full stop.

I saw this in the booklet:

"Klein Moretti, who has been deceived countless times, has stepped into the trap again. He will never believe anything Amon said again. He vows to seize this hard-won opportunity in front of him and completely kill him at all costs." Him."

The eyes of the God of Deceit were covered in complete darkness, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was not afraid of the fate that followed.

"I stole it. How does it feel?"

Behind the curtain of endless shadows, Amon sat alone in the center of the rippling water.

He hugged his arms, bent over and curled up in pain, not only his face and hands, but also his robe, pointed bonnet, and everything that made him up. There were countless twisted twelve-linked worms, except for the one on the right eye. Monocle.

Suddenly, he noticed something, looked up at nothingness, and the smile on his face was tinged with uncontrollable madness.

"Father……"

Amon turned his head and said to the uninhabited darkness.

"I'm going to see you."

His monocle shattered, and the strange human figure made of transparent worms supported for a while before collapsing in the man's sigh.