Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 569 Amon: You can call me a fool

What are you being so sarcastic about!?

As a polite, self-respecting evil being who behaves quite decently, Amon has never uttered a swear word since he was born.

On the one hand, as the son of the ancient sun god and a famous angel of time in history, He felt that this was degrading.

On the other hand, it is naturally because of the burden of status.

An angel king, who always says "WCNM", "GNMLGB", "NND" when he meets someone. It's simply disgusting.

Until He met Ron.

Hatred changes a person beyond recognition. Grandpa Luo's insults were very dirty and down-to-earth, and he wanted to use the most despicable words to describe his two mortal enemies.

Amon pushed his monocle down and sat on the sofa in silence, thinking deeply about where his previous politeness had gone.

"Oh, the closer a creature is to Him, the more it will be influenced by Him. This is the suppression of the lower beings by the higher beings in the extraordinary world.

Even if the gods don’t want it, those of lower status will naturally be affected, and over time they won’t even recognize themselves anymore…”

"Amazing, amazing. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that the Lord of Mystery is also like this. Similar examples clearly show that believers in each church behave differently..."

Glancing at Klein's face, which was thicker than the defense of the "God of War", Shi Tianshi agreed with him and felt that half of the blame should be removed from Ron and put on the head of the old Tianzun, whom he had never met.

At this time, Amon saw that Klein seemed to be hesitant to speak, and immediately knew that this guy must have come here for something.

Then He raised the corners of His mouth and said happily:

"Heh, now that you've made your suggestion you can leave. Ron's lackeys are not welcome here."

running dog……

What do you mean by running dog? You are a slave of three surnames...

Klein curled his lips but didn't dare to utter the mocking remark out loud.

It wasn't Amon's fault that he had too many dads. If he had really said that, he might not be able to leave the Backlund Workers' Association today.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Klein raised a pretentious smile and said:

"I have always believed that mutual benefit is a good thing, which not only can get more, but also can make both parties satisfied."

"I just helped you figure out some things, and now I also have a trivial matter that I want your help with."

Klein started with a moral blackmail, which made Shi Tianshi stunned.

"Klein, let me reiterate once again, you are the most shameless person I have ever seen since the Second Era."

"What are you helping me with? Just a few suggestions count as help?"

"Without you, I will figure it out sooner or later."

Shi Tianshi crossed his legs and looked at Klein, whose face was expressionless. The corners of his mouth curled up even more.

Without waiting for Klein to respond, He pushed down his monocle and continued:
"Oh~ Your Puppet Master potion has been digested. It seems that you are preparing for the promotion ceremony of the Trickster."

"You stole my idea!?"

"No, I'm just taking a look and deciphering it based on the available conditions. I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty if I steal your ideas."

"Klein, if you kneel down and beg me loudly now, I might actually agree to your request."

You also said it's uncertain
Klein silently complained in his heart and immediately realized that this was a deception by Amon.

If he really did that, he would probably not only be laughed at, but also rejected with similar reasons.

"Don't even think about it. If I really beg you, I'm afraid I won't even be able to meet the minimum standards of the Trickster Mage Promotion Ceremony."

"To plot behind the scenes to kill a demigod, the minimum requirement is to be in control of the overall situation. If what Amon said is true, I'm afraid the drama will fail before the ceremony even begins."

This is the second fraud in that sentence. If you don’t have a deep understanding of this aspect, you may be easily fooled.

Amon didn't care about the Master of Secret Dolls' refusal, but clapped his hands twice in approval and said leisurely:
"Amazing, amazing. I didn't expect you could see this. In the past few months since I last saw you, you've become much more cunning."

"But I'm still curious, how can you manipulate the situation like a puppet so that I can help you?"

"Bribe them with benefits? Or perform acrobatics for me on the spot? Or make empty promises that are far-fetched and have no support."

Juggling? Juggling your sister! ?
You gods and angels, don’t you all have that serious disease?

Even though he knew that Amon would never say anything nice, when Klein heard this word, he almost vomited blood out of frustration.

Without hesitation, he changed his expression and sneered:
"Well, it looks like my mission is unfinished. I can only tell Ron everything I've seen and heard here."

"Also, I will tell your father the truth about you making my dear uncle, me, kneel down."

"Including how you deceived the people of Backlund, how you used them to achieve your invisible goals, and how you shamelessly took all the credit for yourself."

"By the way, even if you stole my memories and thoughts, I still have a backup reminder on Sefirah Castle. Once I find that I can't remember anything, I will go find your fathers and tell them the truth."

"With their abilities and status that are far superior to yours, do you think they can restore the truth of the matter?"

"There's a huge difference between doing it on purpose and doing it by accident. The latter makes people think you're justified, while the latter only gets you a beating."

The best way to deal with a naughty child is to call the parents, even if the child has lived for thousands of years!
It was not until this moment that Klein revealed an arrogant expression and disregarded life and death.

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After hearing such despicable and shameless remarks, the happy smile on the angel's face disappeared. He instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to steal all the memories of this bastard, but his hand stopped again the next second.

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right? ?

Your grandma!

Amon adjusted his glasses with the spacers on his face, a grin of gritted teeth on his face, and a hint of danger on his face as he said:
"Aren't you afraid that I will keep you imprisoned here, or even kill you? You are so brave. No one has ever dared to talk to me like this in the past few thousand years!"

Really? Didn’t you see it today?
Klein silently retorted in his heart, and then imitated Amon and smiled happily:
"You won't do that because it's not cost-effective at all. From what I know about you, you will never do business at a loss."

"If you want to imprison me, you can try it. Who knows how your old father will beat you~"

Although Klein is only Sequence 5, he is a fox borrowing the tiger's wings. No, he just has a big face.

At this moment, the Time Angel finally felt the essence of the fortune teller. The essence of this extraordinary person was not timid, but mean.

It is a style completely different from fraud, yet quite similar.

After more than ten seconds, the angel's head almost exploded as he imagined his stepfather who never held back when beating him, and his biological father who would never use force but only lectured him. These two were truly two living fathers!

"Klein, I remember Russell said a proverb that is very suitable for you now, which is that a dog relies on the power of his master."

"You should be thankful. If I were my real self, I would definitely not agree to your request!"

"Why doesn't the original body agree?" Klein asked curiously, not paying attention to the sarcasm in Amon's words.

Shi Tianshi pushed down his monocle and said as a matter of course:
"Heh, my original body went to the East Continent. The distance is too far and our memories cannot be synchronized for the time being. However, according to my speculation about my original body's nature, if He knew that I had made some choices that caused Him to be beaten up, He would definitely come to cause trouble for me."

"So I can only make my options more conservative."

You are making things difficult for yourself, what a loser! ?
Klein was shocked, but after looking at the expression of Amon's clone in front of him, he wisely swallowed his complaints.

In fact, there is an important reason that Amon did not mention, which is that Klein's arrival was too coincidental. The ancient sun god had just been resurrected, and this guy came directly to the door. It was hard for Mondo not to think about it.

"Hmph, tell me your plan. Which demigod are you going to kill? Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you let me take action directly, your ritual will definitely fail."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire office suddenly calmed down, not as tense as before.

Klein touched his chin, leaned forward mysteriously, and whispered:
"Have you ever heard of the great Mr. Fool?"

?

Eastside.

"The source of all disasters, the symbol of destruction and doomsday, the witch who controls chaos, I pray to you, pray for your attention, pray for your help, I am willing to offer my soul and flesh and blood."

In a messy room, three candles were burning with flames to dispel the darkness in the bedroom. As the ancient giant language fell, the bright yellow flames flickered, as if in this room with closed doors and windows, an invisible force was gently passing through.

Huh~
The next second, the flames on the three white candles suddenly ignited and soared high. The bright yellow flames turned black in an instant, and they kept circling around the material dragged up by the spiritual wind.

In this extremely quiet environment, a strange sound of a mirror shattering was heard. Although the sound was very small, it could still be heard clearly.

Ka Ka Ka Ka
The sound of the mirror shattering suddenly increased, one after another without any interval, and finally accompanied by a sharp sound that was enough to pierce a person's eardrum, an ancient mirror covered with cracks suddenly appeared in front of Triss.

A shrunken, dried-up, translucent heart was squeezed out of the mirror with difficulty and landed on the neat table with a plop.

At the same time, an evil aura instantly filled the entire room, and cold, damp, dead silence and desolation enveloped everyone in the apartment.

Triss Chick was delighted and immediately took out a mirror and collected all kinds of hair of different colors.
Trying to curse all the men, women, old people and children in this apartment, and sacrifice all their souls that have suffered countless hardships to "Origin".

"This is your honor. You will end your miserable life. Men will no longer toil, women will no longer shed tears, the elderly will no longer be hungry, and children will no longer be sad."

Klein's evaluation was correct. Bad is bad, and love cannot cover it up.

At this moment, a joyful voice suddenly came from the silent room where only the moonlight and the dark candlelight were left.

"If I were you, I would stop right away. Don't you know that I protect all the working class people in Backlund?"

"who!?"

The sudden sound frightened Triss Chick so much that her body trembled. Before she could complete the final sacrifice, she forcibly ended the ceremony and turned her head to look behind her.

Under the moonlight, the monocle reflected crimson, the black curly hair was covered by the pointed wizard hat, and the mysterious wizard robe shrouded the visitor in shadows.

"Who are you?" Triss Chick took a step back and looked at Amon warily, not noticing that within the space of a sentence, her room had been completely occupied by the Amons.

"Who am I? I sometimes have this question, but now, you can call me."

"The Fool."

Bastard, I want you to be the messenger of the Fool, not the Fool itself!!!

Klein was so angry at the Sefirah Castle that his eyes were bloodshot. He didn't expect that someone would impersonate him, a fake.

Mr. Fool's plan was simple. He used Amon's force to force himself into the photo, thus providing Triss Chick with an opportunity for revenge.

"Triss is just evil and schizophrenic, but not stupid. Without allies, she would not be able to assassinate George III even if she became a demigod."

'So, a being with a great reputation in the mysterious world and enough to overturn the entire chessboard is very necessary.'

In Klein's expectation, as long as Triss Chick dared to pray to The Fool when she was isolated and without hope, then his plan would be more than half completed.

"Well, I will promise to help her get revenge, and I will really take action. There are so many level zero seals on Sefirah Castle, and they are not just for show. When the time comes, I will capture George III and Triss and kill them all."

Imagination is naturally beautiful. Of course, Klein didn't dare to think about killing the angel, but with so many level-0 seals, Klein was still very confident that he could kill Triss.

As for whether it would succeed in the end and what the assassination plan would be like, he did not have a detailed plan because the current intelligence was very lacking, especially about the assassination target itself.

"Fool?"

Upon hearing this ancient Feysac word, Triss's round face suddenly turned pale. She had never imagined that she would be targeted by a god.

Moreover, he came in person!
After taking a deep breath, Triss Chick controlled her expression and asked softly:
"I have heard of you. I heard that the organization that believes in you is a secret order."

"Witch, do not test God. I have nothing to do with the secret order. They simply worship me."

Amon chuckled, and layers of whispers spread out. These whispers were like steel needles drilling into the witch's ear holes, peeling off layer by layer of her snow-white and tender skin that was as white as mutton fat.

Ka Ka Ka Ka
"Ahhhhh!!!"

In the room came a series of shattering mirrors and ear-piercing screams. Triss Chick's figure disappeared and reappeared, reappeared and disappeared again. Finally, she rolled madly on the ground with her head covered as her spiritual power was exhausted.

The flesh buds were lifted up like transparent worms. The witch rolled on the ground in pain, and the sound of bones dislocating and crackling could be heard from her body.

Seeing this scene, Klein's scalp went numb, and he immediately realized that the usually smiling Amon was actually so dangerous.

"Damn it, I guess I shouldn't go too far in the future. No, is He doing this on purpose for me to see?"

Mr. Fool rubbed his teeth and decided to follow his heart in the future.

Under the crimson moonlight, the Angel of Time smiled happily. He pushed his crystal-carved monocle and controlled the Time Worm that parasitized Triss's body, causing her to chant with difficulty:

"The Fool who does not belong to this era, the mysterious master above the gray fog, the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck."

Isn't that the end of it? Is it necessary to negotiate terms and gain trust with such a weakling?
Direct and forceful control.

Thinking of this, Amon immediately smiled. He raised his head and looked directly at Mr. Fool who was peeping above the gray fog, as if he was mocking Klein's nature as a counterfeit god.

Just practice cooking more!

(End of this chapter)