Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 559 Two-line operation
Light and shadows danced above the gray fog. The magnificent palace, the long bronze table and the gorgeous high-backed chairs had disappeared. What appeared before Amon and Bethel was an endless tower.

"Tower of Babel?" Amon gently pinched his monocle and stared with interest at the tall tower that seemed to connect heaven and earth.

The concept of the Tower of Babel comes from the fantasy world. Since the time when the outer angels invaded the fantasy world, it has been well known in the mystical world.

"I'll start from the first floor." Amon glanced at Bethel, walked forward, and gently pushed open the door of the first floor. A dim light flashed, and Amon's figure disappeared in the tower.

Obviously, even if they formed a temporary alliance, it was impossible for the two true gods to be so close and act at the same time.

Even after separation, both gods will take certain risks.

Bethel watched Amon disappear and waited quietly. After three minutes, there was no unusual movement, and then He flashed and arrived at the top of the Tower of Babel.

He will break down from the top.

It is certain that Klein must be inside the "Tower of Babel". The two gods are approaching from different directions and can find Klein as quickly as possible.

It was just that Bethel saw Klein the moment he stepped into the "Tower of Babel".

On the top floor of this towering tower, there were two chairs placed at both ends of a long, mottled table. Klein had been waiting here for two minutes.
"Mr. Door." Klein nodded slightly in greeting.

"You want to join forces with me to kick Amon out first?" Bethel sat opposite Klein with a normal expression.

“Yes.” Klein nodded directly.

"Your clone is already in front of Amon." Bethel shook his head slightly, seeing through Klein's plan at a glance.

"The one over there with Amon is a clone, and the one over here is the real person." Klein spread out his hands and revealed his true nature to Mr. "Door" without any hesitation.

Bethel narrowed his eyes, and the stars in his eyes flickered. Then he nodded slightly, indicating that Klein could continue.

“Let’s take a look at what’s happening at the bottom level first.” Klein did not directly persuade Bethel. Instead, he waved his hand lightly, and a curtain of light appeared on the table.

The scene in the light screen was exactly the same as it was now, except that the people meeting were Klein's clone and Amon.

"I guessed correctly. You also have a clone in Bethel, right?" Amon was very pleased as he watched the smile on Klein's face gradually fade.

"..." Unlike Klein's original body, the clone spoke directly, "We can deal with Mr. 'Gate' first, and how we compete afterwards is between you and me."

"Give me a reason." Amon looked at Klein's clone with his smile still on his face.

"Bethel has been with Menghuan for too long, longer than you, and he is Menghuan's most valued student."

"Under such circumstances, no one can imagine what He gained from Meng Huan."

"Even now I am not confident in facing Him alone. I think you are the same, otherwise you wouldn't have been trapped by Him for several months."

Every word that Klein's clone said made sense, and Amon's smile faded a lot.

"Dreams at least have two uniquenesses. I guess you don't have them?" Klein hinted.

"..." Amon looked at Klein steadily, raised his hand and gently pinched his monocle, "In addition to making the enemy stupid, can the 'Fool' also improve its own IQ?"

"Then why is he called 'The Fool'?"

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, feeling insulted.

"I have to say, what you said makes a lot of sense." However, Amon changed the subject and turned in another direction.

"The teacher is indeed a little biased in this regard."

Klein smiled. I am Truman and I am biased. After all, who would like a naughty kid like Amon... "Then we have something to talk about."

At the top of the Tower of Babel, Klein gently wiped away the light curtain and looked at Bethel.

"The teacher didn't give me uniqueness, and he never showed favoritism. What I have, Amon also has, but the way he gave it to us is different." Bethel looked at Klein and said such a sentence.

"..." Klein's mouth twitched. How lucky was Truman to have such a student.

“Ahem! What we need to discuss now is how to kick Amon out!” Klein brought the topic back on track.

Bethel shook his head slightly. "You can't fool Amon. He is the most astute fraudster."

“If we can’t fool him, then we can’t fool him. If we join forces, how can he escape?” Klein pointed at himself and Bethel.

When they joined forces, Amon had almost no chance. It was a crushing defeat.

"I'll tell you the truth. Even if I lose in the end, I don't want to see Amon become the 'Lord of Mysteries'."

“That’s why I came here to discuss cooperation with you,” Klein said sincerely.

"..." Bethel looked at Klein and suddenly smiled. "If I lose in the end, I hope that it is you who becomes the Lord of Mysteries instead of Amon."

Klein raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt like he had found a soulmate when he looked at Bethel.

Their opinion of Amon has nothing to do with strength or who can fight with the "Lord of Mysteries" longer; it is simply a matter of character.

Who can imagine a future where Amon becomes the "Lord of Mysteries"?
All we can say is that the second son of the Creator has ruined his character over the past few thousand years.

Neither his fellow disciples nor his new competitor, Klein, trusted him.

The complete opposite of Him is Mr. "Gate" Bethel, the savior of human civilization in the war at the end of the Third Epoch, and the most powerful duke in the Solomon Empire besides Dream...

"Very good, we have a basis for cooperation."

……

Amon was like walking in the "Tower of Babel" at an extremely fast speed. The authority of "error" allowed Him to escape from various traps at the fastest speed and pass through the floors in the shortest time.

After an unknown amount of time, Amon arrived at the door of one of the floors.

He seemed to have sensed something, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he reached out to adjust the monocle on his right eye.

On the crystal monocle, countless symbols, patterns, and logos stood out, moving rapidly, interweaving, reorganizing, or changing, as if calculating something.

Finally, a tall tower seemed to emerge. After the tower emerged, the "Tower of Babel" no longer had any secrets in front of Amon.

This was a true god-level "decryption". Every step taken before, even the conversation with Klein, was to collect relevant intelligence.

Then a figure walked out in front of Amon.

The number of Amon increased.

"Why am I the one taking the risk?" Amon sighed softly, but his mood was not low, but gradually getting better.

Apparently the adventure was a very interesting experience for Amon's clone.

"I can already foresee my fate." Amon reached out and gently pressed the door handle, pushing the door open.

(End of this chapter)