Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 808 The Power of the Thief
When Angel heard the "Amons" calling him from all directions, the first feeling that emerged in his heart was not fear, but relief.

Sure enough, in addition to Amon's clone who pulled me out of the mirror world that day, there were indeed many of his "brothers" hiding around. I did not immediately go to meet up with Klein, but instead made the right decision to return directly to the Church of the Goddess of Night...

But if that's the case, why didn't these Amons help the one in the battle? If four, five, or even seven or eight clones with Sequence 4 strength appeared at once, I'm afraid I would have to rely on luck to escape... Angel thought as he opened his mouth to say something.

But the next second, her mind unexpectedly went blank, she was briefly distracted and stood there in a daze.

"Why? Of course, it's to observe your fighting style and to facilitate future responses. What good would it do for us to parasitize you or kill you? To have another female clone?"

Amon, dressed as a worker with his right eye narrowed, chuckled and replied, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be in no hurry to launch an attack.

But Angel sensed a spiritual stirring.

"boom--"

Angel's expression suddenly turned indifferent, and his body glowed faintly. His whole body shattered into pieces of mirror fragments that scattered on the ground. Among these shining fragments, a transparent little insect twisted its body and flew back into the body of Amon, the wild cat on the windowsill.

While the two were talking, the other Amon had secretly split out the "Worm of Time" and tried to parasitize Angel. If the latter had not seen this silent method in the battle on the Tussock River, by the time he figured out the source of the spiritual alert, he would probably have a thick worm body with twelve segments in his body.

But even so, when Angel's figure emerged from the lobby on the first floor, beside him stood a broken mirror and a leisurely man.

He was wearing the same work clothes as Amon on the second floor, a soft hat on his head, and a monocle in his eye sockets. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Another Amon... No, it's the Amon from before!

Angel was not surprised, nor was he worried because today was not the battle that Will Auceptin had "predicted". Instead, he quickly gathered his strength and allowed the mystical disease with a hint of divinity to spread rapidly with himself as the center. The target was... all spiritual beings!
She had no way of knowing whether the residents in the surrounding buildings, the sparse pedestrians on the street, the flocks of birds on the roof, the rats and cockroaches in the basement, or even the microorganisms in the air had been "parasitized", so she could only cast a wide net, infecting all life first, and then consider targeted attacks.

After doing all this, Angel did not stay where he was, but immediately created a new substitute. He then used the mirror to quickly travel back to the second floor of the building and appeared in another room.

As the witch of "despair", her mirror double can make her appear instantly near any mirror within a kilometer, without even having to enter the "mirror world". However, when Angel tried to activate the sensed mirror, he was surprised to find that his control over the distant mirror was completely ineffective, as if the mirror was locked and occupied by a witch of the same or even higher sequence.

"Are you wondering why your ability can't be transmitted to faraway places?"

As soon as her figure appeared and her feet stepped onto the second floor, the door was pushed open, and Amon in work clothes appeared again, smiling and saying:

"Sequence 2 of my path is called 'Fate Trojan Horse'. It gives me the ability to manipulate fate and make it present corresponding errors. Although an ordinary clone like me cannot possess complete power, it is still possible to confine your fate to a limited area for a short period of time.

"You don't need to try to activate the disease seeds that were planted in advance to contact other people. The disease that could originally spread to several kilometers away can now only infect ordinary people within 200 meters, and this does not include us... In addition, even if you use the holy emblem on your wrist to try to contact the hidden servant, you can only borrow the corresponding power, but cannot convey the call for help."

As expected, the disease I spread had no effect on him, because he "transferred" the disease to ordinary people around him like last time... Fortunately, I asked Klein in advance to infect Leonard with the "disease" that I needed to keep under control, otherwise it would explode out of control, causing a little trouble and making them aware of the abnormality... Angel pursed his lips and silently stopped the spread of the disease. The secret holy emblem also slipped from his palm and was suspended by the silver chain, shaking.

Suddenly, she turned her wrist, and a feather emitting a dark aura appeared between her fingers. The white feather pointed directly at Amon in front of her, casting a layer of deathly haze on his smiling face.

Swish, Amon gently raised his right hand, and the "Wings of Death" strengthened by Azik's blood disappeared in Angel's hand.

At the same time, her figure also disappeared.

Another mirror stand-in...

Amon frowned slightly, threw away the small dressing mirror he had stolen, looked down, and stole the "location" of Angel who had reappeared from the basement across two floors, bringing her back to the bedroom on the second floor as if she had never left.

But Angel, who reappeared, raised his other hand with his palm facing forward. A golden light flashed on his skin, and symbolic symbols and magic signs representing strict laws flew out and merged into the void.

In the empty basement, Angel's beautiful voice still echoed in the room:
"No stealing allowed here!"

The power of order belonging to "Balancer" Anne descended here, covering the urban area with a radius of 200 meters.

The thief who was stalking a pedestrian on the street corner and stealing his wallet dropped the stolen goods as if he had been electrocuted and fled in panic. The thief who was about to show off his skills by crawling into an empty house suddenly lost his desire for money...

In the two-story cabin filled with mirrors and Amon, the young man in work clothes put down his right hand that had been raised again in disappointment.

Before his eyes, black flames spread out, devouring everything.

----

In the garden of 160 Böklund Street, two figures kept flashing among the lawns, bushes and fountains.

One of them sometimes turned into a rat with twitching limbs, sometimes turned into a twisting and wriggling maggot, and finally turned into a tall but elegant middle-aged man, but when viewed from the side, he was as thin as a piece of paper.

Another one also stopped in front of the "Paper Man Dantes". His skin was darker and his facial features were very characteristic of the southern continent. He had a crystal monocle in his right eye. He put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? Outsiders attracted by the noise that cannot be transmitted? The rescue of the owner of the Night Emblem in your hand?

"By the way, the secret puppet you sent to St. Samuel's Church in advance has also been 'parasitized'. He will continue to feed the pigeons in the square until all the grains in his hand are eaten up, and then he will come back to see his new master."

Hearing this, Klein, who was hiding among the treetops, paused. Only then did he realize that he had lost the connection with the spirit of the Admiral of Hell.

The latter's last location was the square in front of St. Samuel's Church a few hundred meters away.

"New master? It seems that you really intend to parasitize me, so why don't you do it? You seem to be waiting for something..."

His words were transmitted to Amon's clone wearing the appearance of Enuni through a temporary secret doll. He himself continued to exchange positions with other secret dolls, sometimes returning to the bedroom and sometimes appearing in the stable.

He could feel that the disease in his body suddenly disappeared after a low-intensity outbreak, which meant that Angel's "disease" ability was either stolen by another Amon's clone, or she took the initiative to cut off the connection. Either possibility meant that a similar battle had taken place somewhere else.

The secret doll that went to St. Samuel's Church as the last "life-saving measure" has fallen into Amon's hands. Now, all he can rely on is Angel's reminder to Leonard... He muttered, quickly gathering his thoughts to avoid having his thoughts stolen by Amon, and then let the mouse secret doll beside Amon open its mouth with a "bang" sound.

Before the air cannon was formed, the mouse was twisted and "parasitized", and its connection with him was cut off.

Don't be afraid, I still have a lot...

Klein looked serious as he let two earthworms emerge from the soil and tried to continue the attack.

----

7 Pinster Street is not far from Böklund Street, Dalton Street, and Pestfield Street where St. Samuel's Church is located. It is almost in the middle. Leonard, who had just finished the "team-building activity" of the Tarot Club, held a cane inlaid with silver-white metal in one hand, pushed open the door with the other hand, strode out, and looked in the direction of Böklund Street.

Then, he glanced in another direction. There was Dalton Street, the place where the group had planned to "ambush" Amon.

"Old man, where are you going?" He asked in a low voice. "Klein sent a message saying that an Amon appeared near his home, but the disease that Angel set in my body activated for a moment and then disappeared, which means that she was also attacked..."

"To Böklund Street."

Before he finished speaking, an old and tired but firm voice came into his mind.

"I can sense the power of order emanating from the location of Dalton Street. That is at least the power transmitted by an angel of the Judge path. Of course, it was then hidden. This means that your female colleague who defeated Amon's clone is confident that she can solve the trouble she encountered...

"On the other hand, Böklund Street will be the main investigation direction of Amon's clone, and most of his power will be concentrated here."

"But didn't you say that as long as you take care of one Amon clone, you can eliminate all of Backlund's Amons? Then why don't you go for... the easy side?"

Leonard asked back, stroking the "Sea Words" cane in his hand.

"Of course it's for your colleague. If you go any later, he might become Amon's colleague. Although this process is reversible, I have a feeling that something bad will happen!"

Pales in my mind scolded him angrily.

This……

Leonard's mind instantly flashed with the image of Klein wearing a black top hat, a monocle on his right eye, and a weird grin on his lips. Without hesitation, he swung the "Word of the Sea", allowing this magical item formed by the characteristics of the "Ocean Singer" to stir up a gust of wind and carry him into the sky.

----

No. 25, Dalton Street, a two-story building with a slightly shabby appearance.

A beam of condensed black flame cut through the inner wall of the second-floor bedroom and shot towards Amon's clone, who was dressed in worker's clothes. The latter calmly adjusted his monocle, allowing the bayonet-like black flame to turn an angle and bypass his position.

But the next second, the black curse flame crashed into a mirror placed diagonally in the corner of the wall, emerged from the decorative mirror on the other wall, and once again enveloped the place where Amon was.

boom--

Black flames exploded, and the high temperature and the curse it carried swept across the entire second floor. Flames and smoke emerged from every window, swirling toward the sky, visible to almost half of the people in the North District.

But whether it was the construction workers on the road or the occasional passers-by, they all turned a blind eye to it and did what they were supposed to do.

However, they would occasionally cover their mouths with their hands and cough, and their faces would be covered with an unhealthy gloom.

(End of this chapter)