"Amon... "Klein murmured the word to himself.
He originally thought that the " Blasphemer " who appeared in the " Forsaken Land of the Gods " of City of Silver were descendants of the ancient family of Amon, who had reached the Demigod level step by step by inheriting the legacy of their ancestors. Who knew that the other party might have lived for more than two thousand years and was a member of the Amon Family at its peak!
What an old relic... Why would he build himself a tomb for no reason? Was it to fake his death and escape, or is there another reason, like the marks left on his body by freezing time? He was able to live from the Fourth Epoch to the Fifth Epoch by plundering the lives of others? I originally guessed he was Sequence 3 or Sequence 2, but looking at it today, Sequence 1 isn't impossible either. Long periods of time always bring about a fundamental improvement... Klein was sometimes puzzled and sometimes speculating, his thoughts bubbling like boiling water.
The " Puppet " Horamick cleared his throat, accidentally tearing off a piece of skin to reveal an exceptionally complex mechanical structure underneath.
His voice, coming from that location, sounded somewhat drafty.
"Search for the bodies on the ground, but don't come near this area."
"Yes, Your Excellency the Archbishop!" Ikanser and the others visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
The corpses on the ground had already accumulated Beyonder Characteristic, some even combining with certain parts of the body to form eerie and wondrous objects.
In addition, the deceased were carrying various items with them.
" Machinery Hivemind " has reaped quite a harvest this time. Combined with the " Ghost Picture Frame " and " Human-skinned Shadow " trait he obtained earlier, it completely makes up for the expenses of his crazy "cleaning up"... A big investment has yielded a high return... Klein's gaze lingered on the ground for a while.
He took a breath, raised his gaze, and followed the " Puppet " Horamick, who was not carrying a lantern, to the other side of the coffin wall.
At this moment, the Magic Mirror Arrodes ingratiatingly brightened the image, making the things in front of him clearer.
Klein saw that the opposite wall had large patches of mottled paint due to the rapid "weathering" just now, and many murals were damaged and could never be restored to their original state.
The only relatively complete, barely legible, colored mural is located at the top of the wall, occupying almost half of the dome.
It describes a majestic, continuous mountain range, with a huge cross, taller than the mountain itself, standing atop its highest peak.
The cross, bathed in layers of light, appeared exceptionally sacred.
A majestic and towering figure could be vaguely seen in front of it, with the mountains appearing like pets lying prostrate at its feet.
The figure was surrounded by Angel with two, four, or six wings, some holding horns, some playing harps, and some blowing flutes, looking both devout and joyful.
Below the mountain range, two Angel with twelve wings on their backs, each carrying an infant, humbly walked towards the summit.
The baby on the left has slightly curly black hair, while the one on the right has light golden hair.
One of them had jet-black eyes, and the other had golden pupils.
Elsewhere in the mountains, there are vague depictions of Giant in chains and Dragon feet are bound, forever unable to touch the ground.
Horamick first looked at the baby on his left, his kind expression growing increasingly solemn.
He pronounced a word in a very low and soft voice:
" Amon."
Then, he turned to look at the baby on his right, and after a few seconds of silence, uttered a name:
" Adam..."
Amon, Adam... Klein repeated these two names, feeling the fog shrouding the history of the Quaternary and Tertiary periods growing ever thicker.
Based on the various pieces of information he had heard, he quickly made a guess in his mind:
At the mountaintop, the figure before the Radiant Cross is surrounded by Angel, with Giant and Dragon bowing in submission—surely representing the true god at Sequence 0... Another figure who frequently uses the cross as a symbolic component is the " True Creator "... Legend has it that the Original Amon was a descendant of the Ancient The Sun God, but the one at the mountaintop doesn't seem to be a pure the Sun God...
Could He be the " Lord Who Created Everything, the Omniscient and Omnipotent God " worshipped in City of Silver?
This aligns with the description in the City of Silver mythology that the Creator awakened and Deprivation the ancient gods, such as the " King of Giant " and the " Dragon of Imagination," of their authority...
Is the so-called Ancient The Sun God actually the Lord Who Created Everything in City of Silver? He may possess the power over the realms of " The Sun " and "time," and the authority once held by " Giant King " Ormir and " Dragon of Imagination " Ankewelt should have returned to Him...?
This... this can't be covered by Sequence 0...
So, was the Original Amon a descendant of the " Lord Who Created Everything, the Omniscient and Omnipotent God " of City of Silver, inheriting the Beyonder Characteristic of the Time Realm? This seems to somewhat explain why he spent decades quietly in the dungeons of City of Silver.
Besides him, the " Lord Who Created Everything, the Omniscient and Omnipotent God " had another descendant named Adam...
What did the Original Adam inherit? Are there any descendants still alive? If so, where are they...?
What is the relationship between the " True Creator " and that being? Is it simply imitation, using the title of Creator and the symbol of the cross? Or is there some deeper connection between the two?
Klein didn't let his doubts show too much, after all, the Magic Mirror Arrodes might be observing him.
Horamick stared at the mural for a while, then suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his palms, and pressed them against the wall.
Without a sound, the magnificent mural disintegrated, turning into pieces of stone that fell to the ground, and even the colors evaporated as quickly as they had evaporated.
The Church of the God of Steam and Machinery is deliberately concealing the history of the Third and Fourth Ages... Are other churches doing the same? Klein frowned and followed the " Puppet " Horamick to the other side.
After circling halfway around, they made another discovery:
A stone door, its outline barely visible, stood discreetly in the corner.
At this moment, the joints of the " Puppet " Horamick were making a continuous creaking and grinding sound, but this did not stop it from quickly approaching the stone door, extending its right hand, and trying to push it open.
Above the stone gate, shimmering water suddenly appeared, converging into a scene so realistic it seemed one could almost touch it:
Deep blue waves surged forward one after another, where a thick, liquid-like black mist hung in the air.
A jagged mountain peak emerged from the mist, continuously dripping viscous liquid.
Beyond this mountain peak, the black mist stretched endlessly, with no end in sight.
Its bottom also has no limit; the deeper you look, the more profound it feels, as if once something falls, it will fall forever.
"Where is this place?" Klein muttered to himself, his expression unchanged.
Horamick withdrew his palms, watching the scene gradually fade until it disappeared.
He tilted his head back, muttering to himself with a mixture of doubt and sigh:
" Abyss..."
The Abyss? That's the source of all Depravity, the Abyss that's said to be able to Corrosion the true gods? Klein was quite taken aback, but as the former " Clown," he had maintained the condition of his face and limbs remarkably well.
He immediately thought of something: Roselle, who had explored the Sonia Sea, had once deviated from the course and left behind a puzzling statement:
I saw the Abyss.
Klein savored the memory of the waves surging towards the black mist, and a vague guess formed in his mind:
"Is there an entrance to Abyss somewhere in the Sonia Sea?"
Then, he looked at the stone gate and suspected that Amon, who had appeared in City of Silver, had used some kind of ritual to prepare this tomb and then did not leave normally, but instead went to the Abyss through a special passage. Thus, in most people's eyes, he had truly passed away.
As for whether City of Silver, or the " Forsaken Land of the Gods," is located somewhere in the Abyss, Klein couldn't be sure. After all, the tomb's history is at least 1,500 years old, Amon had plenty of time to travel through the Abyss to other places.
Will he still occasionally come back to take away time? If he finds his grave has been dug up, his expression will surely be priceless... Klein felt inexplicably happy.
Just then, the " Puppet " Horamick grabbed his left hand with his right and twisted it sharply.
With a creaking sound, his left hand bent down at the wrist, but no bone broke through the skin, drawing blood and flesh.
A cold, heavy metal tube was embedded inside his left wrist!
His entire left arm is like a small-caliber, mysterious cannon!
As expected of the " Machinery Hivemind," it contains a millisecond of cutting-edge technology. However, such a thing has too high requirements and costs, and can obviously only be provided to specific personnel, not deployed to the army... Klein felt that today was truly an eye-opening experience, and he was fortunate enough to witness a mysterious world with another direction of development.
The only problem is that Beyonder Characteristic Conservation, and the number of " Artisan " is limited, so many things cannot be mass-produced.
The " Puppet " Horamick braced himself against the stone door with his left wrist.
The sound of gears meshing and turning echoed within his body, accompanied by a burst of intense Spirituality light.
A flash of light, as bright as day, appeared briefly and then vanished.
The stone door suddenly turned into pure dust, as if it had never existed.
"Did you... destroy the door?" If the Blasphemer Amon were to encounter an emergency and try to return here, only to find that he couldn't open the door, that would be hilarious... Klein almost burst out laughing at the thought of that scenario.
The exploration of the Amon Family tombs came to an end, and the scene around Klein rapidly shrank, becoming the background.
A strange, ancient, and ethereal silver mirror appeared in mid-air, its two eye-like black gems shimmering faintly.
The white words were quickly outlined on the mirror:
"Your faithful servant Arrodes has reported and is ready to serve you again."
Faced with this overly enthusiastic fellow, Klein instinctively felt a little wary and uncomfortable, and nodded slightly:
"Very well, you can leave now."
"Yes, a great being above the Spirit World." After Arrodes uttered these words, the surrounding scene shattered completely.
After confirming that its power had left his dream, Klein muttered to himself thoughtfully:
"A great being beyond the Spirit World? It did indeed vaguely sense the Gray Fog..."
"Does this wickedly humorous Magic Mirror truly want to pledge its allegiance to me, or does it have ulterior motives?"
"I'll observe cautiously first. Besides, it's located at the ' Machinery Hivemind,' and I don't want to be bombarded by artillery fire three times over..."
Putting his thoughts aside, Klein began to look forward to tomorrow.
After " Machinery Hivemind " finishes sorting through the spoils, he should be allowed to choose items!
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