Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"Teacher, long time no see." Amon looked at Truman and said hello with a smile.

"Why did you come to me?" Truman and others sat down aside, and Amon's clone came to pour tea.

"It's been a long time since I last saw the teacher." The person who poured the tea was the maid who had just welcomed them in from the outside world. She wore a crystal monocle, but her eyes never left Russell.

Russell's face turned slightly pale, which was the aftereffect of being frightened just now.

Amon also noticed the "Origin Castle" aura on Russell's body.

He couldn't help but look at Truman, who raised his eyebrows and raised his chin slightly.

Amon was immediately eager to try, and his body excitedly wanted to use the "loophole" to jump up to Origin Castle, but at a certain moment his body froze.

He looked at the gray mist above the spiritual world and sensed something.

"Huh? It's actually a fake?"

But Amon is indeed Amon, and he has a deeper perception of this "Origin Castle" aura.

A certain kind of enlightenment directly appeared in Amon's mind. If he dared to jump into "Origin Castle" with the help of this connection, then "Origin Castle" would definitely use all its power to suppress it severely.

This was the state when Truman boarded Origin Castle before.

The lines on the silver medal are completely isolated from the "Origin Castle". If you forcefully jump through the creation of a "loophole", you will definitely be judged as "Dream Entry" by the "Origin Castle".

Then you need to kill them with all your strength.

But now Amon is completely unable to withstand that kind of attack.

"Fortunately, I knew it wouldn't be that easy." Amon gave up on Russell and looked at Truman, not very disappointed.

"Why is this ship in your hands?" Truman took a sip of black tea, which tasted pretty good, and then he looked at Amon and asked.

"Don't forget, I was also the Duke of Trunsoest Empire back then."

"So you parasitized the emperor's family?" Bethel's face didn't look good.

"It's just one of them." Amon's expression did not change at all, and he did not take this matter seriously at all.

"You!" Bethel's eyes sparkled.

"If you want to fight, go away!" Truman reached out and grabbed it, directly isolating the space where the two angel kings were. At this moment, Bethel understood what Truman meant, and a terrifying lightning burst out in his eyes. storm.

The two angel kings had a very friendly sparring session.

Truman shook his head and poured a cup of tea for Russell next to him.

"Is Mr. Abraham Mr. Door?" Russell listened to all the conversations and made the most reasonable and incredible guess.

"Yes." Truman never thought of hiding it.

"..." Russell glanced at Truman, nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Everything is left unsaid.

"This is the battle between the angels of the 'Apprentice' and the 'Stealer' path." Russell looked on with dazzled eyes. Of course, this was under the condition that Truman's space barrier blocked the pollution.

He is already close to the status of a demigod, and even within a few months, his research on the starry sky has reached a limit, and he will soon be able to digest the "astronomer's" potion and prepare to be promoted to a demigod.

At that time, he will become a high-sequence demigod, and then choose three demigod-level abilities from the silver medal.

The fight between the two angel kings lasted only a short time. After the space barrier was removed, Amon, who had not yet collected all the characteristics, was slightly inferior. The pointed soft hat on his head was slightly collapsed, and the classical robe on his body was also Slightly charred.

"It hurts a little." Amon gently adjusted his monocle, but still kept a smile on his lips.

"You haven't answered me yet, why is this ship in your hands?" Truman asked again.

"Of course it's because I need it." Amon said matter-of-factly.

It has been more than a thousand years since the ghost ship of the Trunsoest Empire was put into the Sea of ​​Mist. It is the last afterglow of an empire.

Even an angel would find it extremely difficult to find it in the vast sea.

Amon also put a lot of thought into it.

"You are my teacher." Amon looked at Truman.

"...it's not time yet." Truman shook his head gently.

"Does that mean you will give it to me when the time comes?" Amon's monocle flashed with light.

It was at this time that Amon felt that his father was too wise to let him become a student of Dreams early.

Unlike that "paranoid", I haven't gathered the materials yet.

Of course, He is also missing one now.

"It depends on your performance." Truman dropped these words, and then left the ghost ship with Bethel and Russell.

This place has become Amon's private palace, and there is no value in exploring it at all.

Soon, they returned to the "Roselle".

"I have already negotiated with the owner of the ghost ship, and the two sides will not go to war!"

Russell announced loudly, lifting his guard.

Everyone on the ship breathed a sigh of relief. The size of this ghost ship made it difficult for people to resist.

"Now, let's continue heading towards the 'abyss'!" Russell took the helm again and headed towards the abyss according to the established route.

The only difference from the previous one is that this ship is followed by a ghost ship that can be called a sea fortress.

"Why did you come here again?" Truman looked at Amon speechlessly. He thought Amon would sneak away in a reasonable manner.

"Making a choice that doesn't conform to your guess is also a kind of fraud." Amon chuckled.

"Besides, you are the center of attention in the world right now, and following you is the most interesting thing in the world."

"It's up to you." Truman didn't care about him anymore. Amon didn't try to parasitize Russell and others in front of Truman, and they lived in peace all the way.

And gradually, the abyss is ahead.

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The starlight fell, cutting all the strange fishmen trying to climb onto the ship into two pieces.

But the next moment, there was a huge gray-black hand grabbing the edge of the ship, climbing up quickly, and the squirming pieces of flesh wanted to completely occupy the ship.

"Purify!" A sun appeared in Russell's hand.

The sun is also a star. "Astronomers" were called "astrologers" in ancient times, and they can draw on the power of the sun.

The sun emitted a strong purifying light, forcing out the dark shadow under the water. It was a demonic body composed of countless corpses, with several heads leaking pus around its neck.

Russell directly threw the sun in his hand into the sea.

With a bang, all the demons disappeared.

"We are really close to the abyss." Russell breathed a sigh of relief, using the starlight to see the scenery several sea miles away.

"...It is indeed the most evil and filthy place in the world." Russell felt that his soul was trembling.

A "hole" in the world appeared in the vast sea, and all the filth and evil in the world were concentrated here.

"We're here!" Truman and others also came to Russell's side, looking at the abyss that looked like a miracle.

This is probably the first time someone has actually taken a boat to the abyss.

I took half a day off. The recent plot has fallen into a weird circle, and the feedback from readers is not very good, so I need to sort it out. I may cut out plots that do not affect the main plot.