The Land of God Abandoned There are no roads in the normal sense in most places, but they are not difficult to walk, because the vast areas here are deserted wilderness, and dark black is the main color of everything.
On the wilderness, plants that grow tenaciously occasionally can be seen. They are strange and extremely distorted. Klein has no way of telling what the prototype of these things is.
Around the surroundings, where the lantern fire cannot reach, the night seemed to have its own life, and it seemed to be squirming silently, trying to swallow everything it covered.
As an ancient scholar, Klein just glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw lines of spiritual bodies extending from the darkness around him. They were illusory, fine, and countless, indicating that there were a large number of monsters hidden in the darkness.
These monsters were extremely quiet, just watching Amon dressed in ancient magicians and Klein, the current gentleman image, as they walked in the deserted wilderness under the dim light.
Klein looked ahead, holding the leather lantern casually, not worried at all when it would go out.
As he and Amon were about to leave the wilderness and enter the hill area, a monster that was deformed in the darkness behind the obliquely, with two heads and five arms, and rolled into a meat ball suddenly shook.
It has become Klein's secret puppet.
The control line of the spirit body is silent, and the distance is not more than five hundred meters.
The next second, the monster collapsed quietly and lost his life.
Walking to Klein's left, Amon, wearing a pointed hat, smiled, raised his right arm, spread his palm, revealing something:
It was a transparent worm with three-dimensional patterns.
Spiritual insect!
This was stolen from the secret puppet along with the thread of the spirit.
Before Crane could speak, Amon made a fist easily and comfortably, crushing the transparent worm.
Crane suddenly felt the pain from the depths of her soul, and her head seemed to be about to crack.
Fortunately, he has reproduced the talisman and spirit-controlled bullets many times before, and has adapted to this feeling, and has only distorted his face and has not lost his composure.
Amon kept the smile he had just now, shook his hand and said:
You are too reserved, you can be bolder.
Klein, who had relieved from the pain, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling exhausted both body and mind, and every spirit insect was calling for rest.
During the process of being chased by Zarathu, Klein's spirituality borrowed from himself in the past was almost exhausted, and he continued to teleport and used the angel's embrace to eliminate traces, which was already close to his limit.
After returning to the safe area, he originally planned to go to the gray fog to check the surrounding conditions and then went to sleep and restore his energy. However, he encountered Amon ambush and was parasitic, and he went all the way to this place of abandonment.
If he had not been in a desperate situation, he would have naturally exploited his potential, he might have fallen asleep on the way or had signs of losing control.
I need a break now.Klein put down his right hand and said calmly.
He believed that Amon would satisfy his request, because the more he tried his best but could not escape, the more he could satisfy the prank god's desire for pleasure.
good.Amon's face with monocles turned slightly, and said to the side of the hill, there was a place to rest and would be reached soon. Of course, I don't mind if you want to sleep in the wilderness. I just feel that you humans may prefer a place that provides a sense of security.
Just go there.Klein wanted to directly control the flames of the lantern to complete the jump, but his dry spirituality stopped him, so he had to follow Amon and rely on his feet to move forward step by step.
On the way, Klein said to Amon with a more questionable and understanding attitude:
Why don’t you steal the distance and arrive directly at your destination?
Amon turned his head and looked at Klein with his right eye wearing crystal monocle glasses, and said slightly:
It's not me who wants to rest.
...Crane shut her mouth and moved forward quietly.
After about a dozen lightning flashed, Amon raised his hand and pointed diagonally in front:
arrive.
In the shadow of the hills less than a hundred meters away, there were several half-frame buildings similar to the top of the spire. There were more than a dozen giant stone pillars that were only the height of Klein’s knees protruding from the ground around them. A small amount of weed grew from their gaps, and the tips were dark red as blood.
Is there anyone living here?Klein rubbed his forehead again and asked.
Amon used the second joint of the index finger of his right hand to press against the edge of the monocle and said with a smile:
This place was originally a big city-state. When the catastrophe came, the earth cracked and the entire city was swallowed up, leaving only these proofs that it once existed.
The destruction of civilization... This idea suddenly popped up in Klein's mind, speeded up and arrived at the destination among the strange weeds.
After entering a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked around and observed the place.
On the gray and white stone walls that were cracked into cracks, there were murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already blurred and could only be vaguely seen that the people of this city-state were proud to enter the kingdom of heaven after their death.
Klein adjusted his breathing, threw away the leather lantern in his hand, and leaned against a thick stone pillar, barely visualized the stacked light balls.
He didn't care about the dangers of sleeping in such a place and such an environment.
Let the danger come even more violently!Before falling asleep, Klein shouted in his heart.
Amon, wearing a classical magician robe, glanced at him, sat down casually, and snapped his fingers.
In the leather lantern, the candles that were about to burn out stopped melting, but the dim flames continued to spread.
It can only last for a few more minutes, and it seems that it can last for a few hours or even days.
This is like a mistake, a mistake that violates the laws of nature.
After sleeping in a drowsy and unknown how long Klein finally recovered his energy and woke up from the prayer of the Magician.
He had no way to respond to this for the time being, closed his eyes and pretended that he was still in a dream.
In a non-deep, parasitic state, Amon should not be able to monitor my thoughts, and could only tell whether my current rotational thoughts were harmful to Him... Klein's heart moved and quietly made a call to the gray mist.
He borrowed a state from the hole in history and from his past self, and did not directly target the state of escape.
That is the state of his spiritual island when it was invaded by Hewinlandbis.
This attempt was not stopped and was not stolen.
With this state and the special nature of being able to stay awake in the invaded dreams and spiritual world, Klein's self-cognition has differentiated partly, lived in the spiritual sky, and looked down at the island of consciousness calmly.
He began to examine whether there were abnormal, parasitic thoughts in his mind.
After some strict distinction, Klein initially confirmed that there was no problem with his spiritual world.
In other words, even if Amon still has the time worm in his body, it is a shallow parasite and cannot monitor his thoughts.
After finding such a safe zone, Klein was finally able to let go of his restrained thoughts, analyze his current experience, and consider his subsequent self-rescue:
Amon is the ‘God of Prank’ and the ‘God of Fraud’. He can’t play this game simply for pleasure… If he really wants to do this, he can wait until he meets with the ontology, steal my destiny, and get the ‘Source Castle’ and try it again. In that way, even if an accident occurs, his main purpose will be achieved and nothing will be lost…
What purpose does He hide in this matter?If you can grasp the key, you may find true vitality...
Also, after he recited the mantra of "Rules of Transfer" in Chinese, he was indifferent to this special language and did not ask questions, which was completely inconsistent with the curiosity he showed...
Uh...He said the word ‘Bug’ later, was he doing it deliberately to test what I would think of...
But He did not steal my thoughts. No, if all the whole thoughts that had nothing to do with the front and back were stolen, then I would not be able to find out...
Klein recalled the situation at that time and confirmed that he had not been stolen at that time based on the logical connection between the previous and subsequent thoughts.
And this made him confirm something in reverse.
That is, in a deep parasitic state, Amon can directly monitor his thoughts without stealing them!
Amon showed that he had to detect harmful thoughts before he could manipulate them, which was a fraud!
I just said that the deep "parasiology" I experienced before seems a bit different from what Pales described...
According to this inference, the thoughts I had in my heart throughout the way should have been heard by Amon, including the earth, fellow villagers, and the education of children...
It's so scary...
Fortunately, when planning to destroy the promotion ceremony of George III, I had imagined that I was in a desperate situation and was "parasitic" by Amon. The leaked thoughts were half an instinctive reaction and half an intentional indulgence. In this way, I not only revealed the secret, "wind the trust" Amon, but also hid the most critical and core things.
Just like now, He must have known that I intend to take more historical secrets from Him to digest the "Ancient Scholars" potion as soon as possible, but He would not know that I am not far from being completely digested, just two or three steps or an opportunity...
Amon deliberately relieved the "parasiticism". Is it because he had heard of the earth from the ancient sun god and came into contact with a secret, intending to use self-rescue to drive me to help him accomplish something that He is inconvenient or unable to do?If this is the case, there will definitely be some situations next...
Well, I have to show that I didn't notice this and planned to escape like normal.
Once you have adjusted your physical condition, make your first "try"!After sleeping for a while, Klein opened his eyes.
Amon, wearing a pointed hat, sat next to him and looked at him with a smile:
Have you thought about it?When will you start acting?
He acted like Crane's accomplice, not a target of escape.
On the wilderness, plants that grow tenaciously occasionally can be seen. They are strange and extremely distorted. Klein has no way of telling what the prototype of these things is.
Around the surroundings, where the lantern fire cannot reach, the night seemed to have its own life, and it seemed to be squirming silently, trying to swallow everything it covered.
As an ancient scholar, Klein just glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw lines of spiritual bodies extending from the darkness around him. They were illusory, fine, and countless, indicating that there were a large number of monsters hidden in the darkness.
These monsters were extremely quiet, just watching Amon dressed in ancient magicians and Klein, the current gentleman image, as they walked in the deserted wilderness under the dim light.
Klein looked ahead, holding the leather lantern casually, not worried at all when it would go out.
As he and Amon were about to leave the wilderness and enter the hill area, a monster that was deformed in the darkness behind the obliquely, with two heads and five arms, and rolled into a meat ball suddenly shook.
It has become Klein's secret puppet.
The control line of the spirit body is silent, and the distance is not more than five hundred meters.
The next second, the monster collapsed quietly and lost his life.
Walking to Klein's left, Amon, wearing a pointed hat, smiled, raised his right arm, spread his palm, revealing something:
It was a transparent worm with three-dimensional patterns.
Spiritual insect!
This was stolen from the secret puppet along with the thread of the spirit.
Before Crane could speak, Amon made a fist easily and comfortably, crushing the transparent worm.
Crane suddenly felt the pain from the depths of her soul, and her head seemed to be about to crack.
Fortunately, he has reproduced the talisman and spirit-controlled bullets many times before, and has adapted to this feeling, and has only distorted his face and has not lost his composure.
Amon kept the smile he had just now, shook his hand and said:
You are too reserved, you can be bolder.
Klein, who had relieved from the pain, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, feeling exhausted both body and mind, and every spirit insect was calling for rest.
During the process of being chased by Zarathu, Klein's spirituality borrowed from himself in the past was almost exhausted, and he continued to teleport and used the angel's embrace to eliminate traces, which was already close to his limit.
After returning to the safe area, he originally planned to go to the gray fog to check the surrounding conditions and then went to sleep and restore his energy. However, he encountered Amon ambush and was parasitic, and he went all the way to this place of abandonment.
If he had not been in a desperate situation, he would have naturally exploited his potential, he might have fallen asleep on the way or had signs of losing control.
I need a break now.Klein put down his right hand and said calmly.
He believed that Amon would satisfy his request, because the more he tried his best but could not escape, the more he could satisfy the prank god's desire for pleasure.
good.Amon's face with monocles turned slightly, and said to the side of the hill, there was a place to rest and would be reached soon. Of course, I don't mind if you want to sleep in the wilderness. I just feel that you humans may prefer a place that provides a sense of security.
Just go there.Klein wanted to directly control the flames of the lantern to complete the jump, but his dry spirituality stopped him, so he had to follow Amon and rely on his feet to move forward step by step.
On the way, Klein said to Amon with a more questionable and understanding attitude:
Why don’t you steal the distance and arrive directly at your destination?
Amon turned his head and looked at Klein with his right eye wearing crystal monocle glasses, and said slightly:
It's not me who wants to rest.
...Crane shut her mouth and moved forward quietly.
After about a dozen lightning flashed, Amon raised his hand and pointed diagonally in front:
arrive.
In the shadow of the hills less than a hundred meters away, there were several half-frame buildings similar to the top of the spire. There were more than a dozen giant stone pillars that were only the height of Klein’s knees protruding from the ground around them. A small amount of weed grew from their gaps, and the tips were dark red as blood.
Is there anyone living here?Klein rubbed his forehead again and asked.
Amon used the second joint of the index finger of his right hand to press against the edge of the monocle and said with a smile:
This place was originally a big city-state. When the catastrophe came, the earth cracked and the entire city was swallowed up, leaving only these proofs that it once existed.
The destruction of civilization... This idea suddenly popped up in Klein's mind, speeded up and arrived at the destination among the strange weeds.
After entering a half-collapsed building, Klein instinctively looked around and observed the place.
On the gray and white stone walls that were cracked into cracks, there were murals that had been washed away by thousands of years. They were already blurred and could only be vaguely seen that the people of this city-state were proud to enter the kingdom of heaven after their death.
Klein adjusted his breathing, threw away the leather lantern in his hand, and leaned against a thick stone pillar, barely visualized the stacked light balls.
He didn't care about the dangers of sleeping in such a place and such an environment.
Let the danger come even more violently!Before falling asleep, Klein shouted in his heart.
Amon, wearing a classical magician robe, glanced at him, sat down casually, and snapped his fingers.
In the leather lantern, the candles that were about to burn out stopped melting, but the dim flames continued to spread.
It can only last for a few more minutes, and it seems that it can last for a few hours or even days.
This is like a mistake, a mistake that violates the laws of nature.
After sleeping in a drowsy and unknown how long Klein finally recovered his energy and woke up from the prayer of the Magician.
He had no way to respond to this for the time being, closed his eyes and pretended that he was still in a dream.
In a non-deep, parasitic state, Amon should not be able to monitor my thoughts, and could only tell whether my current rotational thoughts were harmful to Him... Klein's heart moved and quietly made a call to the gray mist.
He borrowed a state from the hole in history and from his past self, and did not directly target the state of escape.
That is the state of his spiritual island when it was invaded by Hewinlandbis.
This attempt was not stopped and was not stolen.
With this state and the special nature of being able to stay awake in the invaded dreams and spiritual world, Klein's self-cognition has differentiated partly, lived in the spiritual sky, and looked down at the island of consciousness calmly.
He began to examine whether there were abnormal, parasitic thoughts in his mind.
After some strict distinction, Klein initially confirmed that there was no problem with his spiritual world.
In other words, even if Amon still has the time worm in his body, it is a shallow parasite and cannot monitor his thoughts.
After finding such a safe zone, Klein was finally able to let go of his restrained thoughts, analyze his current experience, and consider his subsequent self-rescue:
Amon is the ‘God of Prank’ and the ‘God of Fraud’. He can’t play this game simply for pleasure… If he really wants to do this, he can wait until he meets with the ontology, steal my destiny, and get the ‘Source Castle’ and try it again. In that way, even if an accident occurs, his main purpose will be achieved and nothing will be lost…
What purpose does He hide in this matter?If you can grasp the key, you may find true vitality...
Also, after he recited the mantra of "Rules of Transfer" in Chinese, he was indifferent to this special language and did not ask questions, which was completely inconsistent with the curiosity he showed...
Uh...He said the word ‘Bug’ later, was he doing it deliberately to test what I would think of...
But He did not steal my thoughts. No, if all the whole thoughts that had nothing to do with the front and back were stolen, then I would not be able to find out...
Klein recalled the situation at that time and confirmed that he had not been stolen at that time based on the logical connection between the previous and subsequent thoughts.
And this made him confirm something in reverse.
That is, in a deep parasitic state, Amon can directly monitor his thoughts without stealing them!
Amon showed that he had to detect harmful thoughts before he could manipulate them, which was a fraud!
I just said that the deep "parasiology" I experienced before seems a bit different from what Pales described...
According to this inference, the thoughts I had in my heart throughout the way should have been heard by Amon, including the earth, fellow villagers, and the education of children...
It's so scary...
Fortunately, when planning to destroy the promotion ceremony of George III, I had imagined that I was in a desperate situation and was "parasitic" by Amon. The leaked thoughts were half an instinctive reaction and half an intentional indulgence. In this way, I not only revealed the secret, "wind the trust" Amon, but also hid the most critical and core things.
Just like now, He must have known that I intend to take more historical secrets from Him to digest the "Ancient Scholars" potion as soon as possible, but He would not know that I am not far from being completely digested, just two or three steps or an opportunity...
Amon deliberately relieved the "parasiticism". Is it because he had heard of the earth from the ancient sun god and came into contact with a secret, intending to use self-rescue to drive me to help him accomplish something that He is inconvenient or unable to do?If this is the case, there will definitely be some situations next...
Well, I have to show that I didn't notice this and planned to escape like normal.
Once you have adjusted your physical condition, make your first "try"!After sleeping for a while, Klein opened his eyes.
Amon, wearing a pointed hat, sat next to him and looked at him with a smile:
Have you thought about it?When will you start acting?
He acted like Crane's accomplice, not a target of escape.
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