As Amon spoke, from within the enormous vortex behind Him, countless transparent tentacles covered in mysterious patterns extended out and entangled His various " Spirit Body Threads."
In an instant, these illusory, fine black lines were lifted up without any hindrance.
Thus, one after another, strangely shaped Monster were suspended in mid-air, like hams waiting to be dried.
Those " Spirit Body Threads " around Amon were all stolen by Him at some unknown time!
As Zaratul launched his attack, his other slippery tentacles continuously reached into the void, attempting to pull something back.
In just a few quick movements, a figure was sketched out.
He had long, slightly wavy chestnut hair, Blue Eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and a neatly groomed mustache. He wore a dark red coat with rusted gold thread. He was none other than Roselle Gustav, the former emperor of Intis.
As soon as this " Knowledge Emperor " stepped into the real world, he looked down at the gigantic Amon, and complex and illusory symbols instantly condensed in his eyes.
He wasn't worried at all about Amon stealing his attack, because He had prepared an enormous amount of useless, voluminous knowledge. Whether He forcibly instilled it or Amon took it on his own, it would achieve the goal of overwhelming the opponent's mind.
Just as the Historical Void projection of Emperor Roselle was fully formed, Zaratul's transparent tentacles dragged out another figure.
The figure had a young face, but his long hair was already half white. It was swept back and floated in mid-air, half hidden and half visible in the Evernight.
This was an Angel Klein didn't recognize. He was male, with dark, weathered eyes and fairly good features, but tufts of coarse, short black hair grew on his cheeks, giving him a contradictory feeling of being both old and young, both rational and insane.
He immediately transformed into a wriggling, embracing worm, extending transparent, slippery tentacles similar to Zaratul's projection.
Clearly, this is also Angel from the " Seer " pathway.
At this moment, Klein was even a little afraid to look directly at what was happening in mid-air, but in a flash of Spirit Intuition, he sensed a certain familiarity.
The second Angel summoned by Zaratul was the Son of God, the Original ancestor of the Antigonus Family!
This is Historical Void projection from before He became half a " The Fool ".
Clearly, Zaratul had made ample preparations during this period.
As Antigonus revealed his complete Mythical Creature Form, the surrounding environment changed once again. The darkness deepened, and as if it had a life of its own, it surged toward the gigantic Amon, dressed in a classical black robe, a pointed soft hat, and a monocle.
In this place shrouded in darkness, all the Monster instantly transformed into Marionette.
Antigonus seems to have transferred a portion of the ancient god's realm from his memory into the real world, thus separating Amon and Klein.
This, too, is a miracle.
When the miracle occurred, Zaratul's transparent tentacles dragged out a third projection from the Fog of History.
This is a knight dressed in full black armor. He is a Demigod from the Solomon Empire of the Fourth Age, who did not leave a particularly illustrious name in history.
However, He has another identity: He is a member of the " Red of War," whose leader is Medici, the Angel King.
Within this legion, every member is connected to " Red Angel " Medici, forming a unified whole.
In other words, Medici can gather their power and also transfer his own power to them.
The abilities of " Scholar of Yore " cannot involve " Uniqueness," even if they achieve a qualitative change through advancement in their Sequence. However, " Seer " will undoubtedly seek ways to skirt the rules, attempting to circumvent the restrictions and obtain assistance related to " Uniqueness " to a certain extent.
Klein accomplished this by summoning a vessel containing only a small amount of power from the goddess, while Zaratul summoned powerful members of the " Red of War."
At that moment, that projection was equivalent to a part of Medici!
The knight in full black armor stepped onto the battlefield, glanced around blankly, and immediately burst out laughing:
"Hey, little crow, have the feathers I burned off grown back yet?"
Because the Historical Void projection he had summoned had also summoned three more Angel- level Historical Void projections, Klein's pressure to maintain his position surged instantly, and he doubted that he could even last ten seconds.
If it weren't for this change, he would most likely have thought he had found a way to infinitely improve his combat abilities: each time he summoned Great Angel plus himself, and then that projection of himself would summon Great Angel plus himself, and so on, generation after generation, without end.
At this moment, Arianna, the leader of the Ascetic the Church of Evernight, faded into a Concealment state. Then, she suddenly appeared behind the gigantic Amon and swung out the bone longsword covered with strange patterns in her hand.
Taking advantage of the opportunity while Amon was being attacked by the projections of the Great Angel, Klein transformed the Monster into Marionette one after another, making them face him, open their mouths, and make a banging sound.
Air Cannon roared and bombarded Klein himself.
At the same time, Klein stretched out his hand and easily took out a " Solar Flare Charm " from thin air, which was already activated and about to take effect.
He refused to believe he could survive such a multi-pronged attack.
Amidst the banging sounds, Klein suddenly heard a "tick-tock".
The world seemed to freeze for a moment, then returned to normal.
Klein immediately saw a large hole torn open in the dark sky, and a beam of pure, scorching sunlight shone in, igniting a golden talisman.
That was the " Solar Flare Charm," which transformed into a massive sphere of light, surrounded by countless flames.
However, its target was not Klein; it made Error and enveloped the Demigod of the " Red of War " legion.
On the other side, the vast amount of knowledge infused by Roselle Gustav, the miracles created by Antigonus, the destructive sword wielded by Arianna, and the transparent tentacles extending from Zaratul all Error pointed at the same target— the Medici subordinate clad in full black armor.
The projection, which to some extent possessed a part of Medici's will, first had its mind explode, seemingly losing even its instinctive reactions, and then was hit by the barrage of attacks, quickly dissipating into the air.
Wearing a pointed soft hat and dressed in a classic the Magician's robe Amon had somehow returned to human size and landed at the bottom of the battlefield.
He raised his right hand, adjusted his monocle made of crystal, and a ray of light shone forth.
Behind Him, the ancient, mottled, complete clock phantom reappeared, its longest second hand spinning rapidly at an abnormal speed, almost half a circle.
The actual time taken was less than a second, but on the entire desolate plain, everything seemed to have lost ten or twenty seconds.
The Historical Void of Antigonus disappeared, followed by the Historical Void of Roselle, and then the Historical Void of Zaratul and Arianna.
Their allotted time was thus stolen away.
Klein was about to commit suicide for the third time, could hardly believe his eyes when he saw this scene.
He had anticipated that " Blasphemer " Amon could deal with the projections of the Great Angel, since projections are ultimately just projections and are far inferior to the real thing. But he never expected that the other party could do it so casually, leaving him without even a real chance to commit suicide.
He played his trump card, only to get this result, which inevitably made him somewhat depressed and despairing.
Amon adjusted his monocle, stealthily moved away, and stepped in front of Klein, looking at him and smiling:
"If they are all the original body, then it will indeed be quite troublesome."
"But images from the Historical Void have very large flaws, and grasping the 'problems' is exactly what I'm good at."
Seeing the " Angel of Time " with an unchanging smile and a look of pleasure on her face, seemingly oblivious to the difficult situation she had just been in, Klein's heart sank, as if falling into Abyss.
An Spirit Intuition struck him, and a series of images flashed through his mind:
After entering the Forsaken Land of the Gods, Amon changed his clothes, replacing the dark jacket, wool trousers, and black top hat that conformed to the aesthetics of the current era with a classic the Magician's robe and a pointed soft hat;
After that, He proposed a game of escape and obstruction;
He appeared extremely confident, showing no concern whatsoever about making a mistake...
As his thoughts raced, Klein's throat grew dry, and he spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
"You are the true form..."
"After entering the Forsaken Land of the Gods, your main body and your clone will reunite?"
He genuinely suspected that the person before him was the true form of Amon, the real " Blasphemer," the complete Angel King!
Amon, wearing a monocle, slowly curled up the corners of his mouth:
"Isn't that interesting?"
"The expression on your face when you find out the truth is exactly what I wanted to see in this game."
He explicitly acknowledged that He is the original being, an original being that inherently contains the " Uniqueness " of the " Marauder " pathway, and is in the first tier below the gods.
This means that unless a true god descends, no matter how hard Klein tries or how much he struggles, he will not be able to escape from Amon's grasp. This is Forsaken Land of the Gods, and the only active deity here is the " True Creator," who is not very interested in the " Sefirah Castle."
At this moment, although he had suspected that Amon beside him had been replaced by the original body, when he was truly certain, Klein had experienced the rise and fall of hope many times, still felt what it meant to be in utter despair. If the Tarot Club had not involved Miss " Justice " and Leonard, and if he had not known that Amon was most skilled at Deceit, he would have wanted to admit defeat and express his willingness to become the other party's Blessed.
If you can't beat them, isn't it normal to become one of them...? While making self-deprecating remarks, Klein suddenly had a flash of inspiration and recalled some words that Amon had said before.
This... His eyes suddenly lit up, and he completely calmed down. Looking at Amon, he leisurely stretched his body and said with a smile:
"Just kill me."