Eliminating Amon

The surface of the white, scaleless serpent is covered with strange patterns and symbols, which are interconnected and endlessly spiraling.

"███!!"

The giant serpent glanced at Amon with its crimson eyes, then leaped into the air, twisting its body and biting its own tail. Its coiled body formed a mysterious Lucky Roulette.

A constantly spinning Lucky Roulette!

In a daze, Luther seemed to see the long river of Fate. This magnificent river flowed quietly, but at this moment, one of its branches suddenly began to flow backward.

The world changed as a result.

"Crack!"

A sharp sound of shattering glass rang out suddenly, and Amon's Monocle broke. Behind the glasses, the powerful, godlike aura that once loomed over all things in his eyes dissipated.

His body was disintegrating inch by inch, his Flesh separating, reverting to rabbits, mice, birds... Among the tangled strands of flesh, many worms with numerous segments lurked within.

"The Worm of Time!"

The medium through which the "Marauder" Avatar!

Amon's head split in two, with only some mucus and fleshy strands sticking them together, something being forcibly pulled out by an invisible force. It was an extremely clear and transparent "Worm of Time," larger than the other worms, and emanating the most concentrated and intense Spirituality. It was regressing to its previous fused state.

Or rather, time is reversing in Amon's life.

"The Snake of Fate", "Reboot!"

With the aid of an item that restores his Great Old One power, Will Onsett Chris briefly reached the Sequence 1 level, and the influence he exerted was irresistible to Amon before him!

It can only be said that Klein and Luther's visit was timely; if Amon had seen them before then, things would have been terrible.

"Luther, hurry!!"

Klein's voice came from below.

This is the moment when Amon is at his weakest. We must take advantage of the "Snake of Mercury's" influence to completely eliminate him!

"Brush!"

Luther spread his arms wide, and a black shadow and Silver Light appeared simultaneously in his palms, outlining two completely different blades.

He gripped his sword with both hands, slowly raised his head, and aimed the blade at the thick "Worm of Time".

"Are you sure you want to make this move?" Amon's phantom appeared above the "Worm of Time's" head, still smiling at him. "I possess the secret you yearn to know, and the sooner you learn it, the more advantageous it will be for you."

"Perhaps you could spare me from Destruction, and instead let me Grazing, waiting until you've extracted all my value before dealing with me..."

Even at this point, He continued to speak those inspiring words.

Luther looked at him Indifference, then slowly spoke:

Has no one ever told you that you're annoying?

"..."

Amon quieted down, still smiling, but there seemed to be a strange look in his eyes as he looked at Luther.

"Puff!"

In the next instant, the jet-black Greatsword and the silver-white slender sword pierced through His brow at the same time, and His phantom image instantly shattered inch by inch.

"Old Man!"

Upon seeing this, Leonard immediately opened his arms and relaxed his body.

Deep within his two emerald green eyes, each reflected a "Worm of Time." Compared to Amon's worm, this "Worm of Time" was a duller color, but it also had twelve translucent segments. The two "Worm of Time" were one after the other, forming identical rings vertically.

The ring slowly rotated, casting a huge, ancient, and mottled phantom image behind Leonard.

This phantom is like the face of a stone-carved clock, divided into twelve sections, each section being either grayish-white or bluish-black, interspersed with each other, with clear boundaries, and each possessing different symbols. Just one glance at it gives one the feeling that one's own life is rapidly passing by.

Luther instinctively sensed danger. He quickly turned to the side, creating distance between himself and Amon, so that he wouldn't be caught between the clock and Amon.

"Clang!"

Suddenly, a grand, distant bell rang out, echoing throughout the entire forest.

The whole world slowed down, and an indescribable, invisible torrent surged forth, carrying the phantom of Amon towards the enormous, illusory stone bell.

"!!"

The already shattered Amon struggled desperately, the dying "Worm of Time" twitching and writhing, tightly coiling its twelve-segmented body within its cracked skull. This slowed the absorption process somewhat, but it still couldn't stop it. Finally, it shrank back into its segmented worm form, flew behind Leonard, and entered the illusory ancient stone clock.

"Clang!"

Another chime rang out, and a new, weathered hand appeared on the gray and dark blue-green clock face. This hand jumped down several notches, making the chimes sound more rapid.

Amon was thus captured and devoured! "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Within Amon's fragmented body, in the distant forest, numerous beams of brilliant light shot out one after another, drawn by a powerful attraction into the illusory, ancient stone clock.

These are the "Worm of Time" among Amon's remaining Avatar, and the backup plan He left in the forest.

"This is..."

Looking at those streaks of light, Luther immediately realized what was happening.

The Law of Beyonder Characteristic Convergence!

Pallez utilized the connection between his Avatar and the Law of Beyonder Characteristic Convergence of his own higher level and stronger gravity to attract the Characteristic and Worm of Time within these Avatar!

Not only around the forest, but also on the distant horizon, beams of light were rapidly converging towards this place, pouring into the enormous wall clock without hesitation.

No wonder Pallez was so confident he could eliminate all of Backlund's Amon Avatar; he used this method...

Luther sighed inwardly.

In this way, Backlund was truly cleaned up.

A dozen seconds later, no more streaks of light appeared, and the illusory image of the giant stone clock slowly faded away and disappeared. Please remember the only official website for this novel: www. deqixs. org. This is the only website; other websites may be discontinued at any time.

"Fine..."

Luther heard Klein's low murmur. He regained control of the "Admiral of Blood's" Marionette and was very happy about his newfound possession.

He couldn't help but smile, then turned to look at Leonard.

"Will this really work? I have a feeling it will just expose you faster."

"Why? All of Amon's Avatar within Backlund have been eliminated."

Leonard asked in surprise.

"You're right, all of Amon were indeed eliminated, but won't Amon discover the very fact that they were all eliminated?"

Luther countered with a question.

The area was so clean that it became even more obvious!

Leonard listened intently.

"He said it's nothing," he replied. "The connection between the Marauder's Avatar and the original isn't that strong, otherwise Amon would have known everything when he saw us... unless one of His clones slipped through the net today and sent a message to the other Amon in other regions."

Pallez believed he was still relatively safe.