"The Western Continent, and information about the Great Old Ones..."
How would I know anything about that? Wilt panicked for a moment, thinking Adam had discovered he was a transmigrator.
No, if Adam really had discovered I was a transmigrator, He would definitely have finished looking through my memories. Why would He need me to tell Him any of that?
Going by Amon, Adam probably hasn't entered my mind island lightly either, because of the corruption.
Hmm... Even if He did discover something, He'd think I was a descendant of the Great Old Ones at most.
At that thought, Wilt immediately calmed down. Sure enough, he then heard Adam say:
"Your connection to the Key of Light deepened when you became a Sequence 9 Monster just now. If I hadn't intervened, your spirit body would likely have entered it."
"The same thing will happen when you advance again, so I need you to learn about the Western Continent from that holy monk."
"Of course, you can also try reciting the Key of Light's Honorific Name yourself. There's a certain chance the holy monk will pull you into the Sefirah that way as well."
"As for information about the Great Old Ones, you only need to tell me the abilities of each Sequence of the Circle of Inevitability."
"If the information you provide is important enough, I'll pay you for it as well."
Wilt nodded. "If that's all, then there's no problem."
Adam continued:
"Since this will be a long-term job, I can offer you some help with your growth."
With that, a mask appeared in Adam's hand and flew over to Wilt on its own.
"From now on, you're an external member of the Twilight Hermit Order. Someone will contact you later."
"This mask is a gift from me. It's a Beyonder item formed from a Sequence 4 Beyonder Characteristic of the Spectator Pathway."
"It can change shape as you wish, and it also lets you use all the abilities of a Sequence 4 Manipulator."
"Its negative effect is that, after using it, you'll unconsciously speak your mind. Your thoughts may even appear in the minds of those around you."
"Normally, the negative effect only appears after three minutes of use. The longer you use it, the more severe it becomes."
Wilt's eyes gleamed. He quickly reached out and took it. "Good stuff!"
"Its negative effect doesn't cause any real harm at all. It's so much better than other Beyonder items."
Then Wilt looked at Amon. I'd be an idiot to pass up a freebie. No harm in asking.
Wilt spoke, the corners of his mouth slowly curling upward as he said in a half-teasing, half-mocking tone:
"Original body, aren't you going to give me something?"
"You wouldn't want my death to drag you down with me, would you?"
Amon: "..."
"Heh!" Amon chuckled and pinched the monocle over His right eye.
"You're the first one who's dared to speak to me like that."
"But I'll be merciful this time and reluctantly grant your request."
Whoosh! The monocle over Wilt's right eye appeared in Amon's hand.
Amon then placed a Worm of Time on the monocle.
Buzz!!!
In the next instant, the Worm of Time fused with the monocle. Amon then tossed it back to Wilt.
"From now on, you're Number 041. I modified this monocle a little. It's equivalent to a Sequence 4 Beyonder item of the Marauder Pathway."
"It also lets you use all the Beyonder Abilities of a Parasite. Its negative effect is that using it will give you an urge to steal, and items belonging to people around you will randomly appear on you."
"Hmm, the negative effect only appears after five minutes of use."
"Actually, I originally wanted to make it Sequence Two, but then I thought you probably wouldn't need it."
Wilt: "..."
He did it on purpose!
Definitely on purpose! Amon's deliberately dangling it in front of me!
Amon was very satisfied with Wilt's reaction. He continued:
"Ten seconds."
"With your current Sequence 8 Spirituality, you can only use it for ten seconds. Any longer, and some unpleasant things will happen."
"What will happen?" Wilt asked nervously.
"That Worm of Time is a product of the Circle of Inevitability's corruption. If you go over ten seconds, the corruption in you will worsen."
"So you can only be a ten-second man."
Wilt: !!!
How is this a benefit? It's practically a death warrant!
But Amon wasn't finished. He continued, "It's not just the monocle. The same goes for that mask."
"Don't use it for more than ten seconds either. That's my advice. Also, try to use Low Sequence abilities. Powers at the demigod level are too taxing for you."
"Oh, right!"
"Although I've given you the position of avatar Number 041, the hierarchy among avatars is determined by strength. You can gather the avatars in the area for a meeting, but whether you can make them do anything is up to you."
With that, a mischievous smile appeared on Amon's face.
"I've given you such a great benefit. Aren't you happy? Why aren't you smiling?"
Happy, my ass!
Wilt nearly cursed, but he held it in. Ignoring Amon, who was gloating beside him, he said to Adam, "You just said that as long as I had valuable information, you'd be willing to pay for it."
"I have the Honorific Names of the Key of Light and the Circle of Inevitability. Do you want them?"
Adam nodded. "Of course. My promise still stands."
"That's great." Wilt then spoke the Honorific Names.
"The Key of Light's Honorific Name is: Key of Light, endless chaos, incarnation of fate."
"The Circle of Inevitability's Honorific Name is: eternal cycle, destined fate, incarnation of cause, effect, and process, symbol of the past, present, and future."
After speaking, Wilt looked at Adam expectantly, hoping he would bring out something good.
But Adam didn't react at all. Instead, it was Amon who paid him.
Amon took out a bottle of Potion, then gently closed His right hand in Wilt's direction.
Buzz!!!
Wilt felt something enter his body, and a great deal of knowledge appeared in his mind.
"Sequence 7 Cryptologist..."
"Congratulations!" Amon said with a smile.
"You've become a Sequence 7 Cryptologist without any pain. Are you satisfied with this payment?"
"But you still haven't digested part of your Swindler Potion. You'll have to deal with that yourself."
"Also, you can now use those two Sealed Artifacts for thirty seconds."
"Happy? You've finally become a thirty-second man."
Wilt: "..."
"Do you have any other questions?" Adam asked.
Wilt thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No."
"In that case, you may leave."
"When you need me, simply call my name."
As soon as He finished speaking, a door of light appeared behind Wilt. He turned, stepped forward, and disappeared into it.
After Wilt disappeared, the Corpse Cathedral fell silent for a moment. Then Amon was the first to speak.
He pinched His monocle and asked Adam, who stood beside Him:
"He didn't tell the whole truth, yet you let him join the Twilight Hermit Order. Does that mean there's nothing seriously wrong with him?"
"Everyone has their secrets. That's perfectly normal," Adam replied.
"I'm more curious about his condition. Is he my avatar, or a product of corruption from that existence in the cosmos? Or... is he both?"
Adam shook His head. "Neither."
"But I can roughly guess where he came from. This isn't a bad thing for you."
"Heh!" Amon was very displeased with Adam's cryptic answer.
"It's a waste of your talents not to take the Seer Pathway."
"Since there's nothing much wrong with him, I'll return to the Forsaken Land of the Gods. I still have a whole pile of corrupted Worms of Time waiting for me to deal with."
With that, Amon's figure gradually became transparent and eventually vanished.
Meanwhile, after leaving the Corpse Cathedral, Wilt found himself in a room.
"Phew!" He first breathed a sigh of relief.
"The pressure of facing two Kings of Angel really was immense, but at least I passed their test."
Wilt then clenched his hand, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
"Good. From now on, I'm Amon's avatar Number 041. Let's begin an interesting and pleasant new life!"
But when he thought about his situation, the smile vanished from his face again.
"My priority is still to digest the Potion and work hard to advance in Sequence."
"But where is this? How did I end up here?"
With that thought, Wilt pushed open the door.
Pffft! A round-faced man slit another man's throat with a dagger.
Thud! The body fell to the floor.
Hearing the sound, Tris turned around and saw Wilt opening the door. He froze on the spot.
Their eyes met, and the surroundings fell silent.
Whoosh!
The next second, a ruthless look flashed in Tris's eyes, and he charged at Wilt with his dagger.
"Fuck!"