Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

"How about you give it to me?"

Amon's slightly smiling question made the whole place fall silent.

Once again, everyone was focused on the piano case, which was only one step away from Klein.

Grove's face was full of astonishment, and Drink's expression was extremely ugly.

The Castilla family angel who wanted to retreat also stopped. If it was really the "Hand of Order" characteristic, then let alone him, even the ancestors of the Castilla family were coming!

"Damn it!" The more intense brilliance that emerged from Drink Augustus' body wanted to kill all Amon's clones.

"Ha!" Amon smiled softly, pinched his monocle, flashed slightly, exploited loopholes, and stayed in the realm of "balancer" without being punished.

"Drink, your opponent should be me!" The angel of the Castilla family returned to the battlefield and dealt a cruel blow to Drink Augustus!

The situation of the battle was directly reversed.

"Then I'll take it as your promise." Amon suddenly put his hand on the piano case.

The next moment, Amon blinked and looked at "Qonas Kilgor" who was closest to him.

Klein looked at Amon's hand on the piano case and showed a perverted smile, like a clown.

"You have today too!"

Klein drew his gun and fired as fast as he could!

The first shot he shot hit the lock of the piano case, causing a slight flaw in the perfect seal of the piano case. This flaw was reflected in the reality that the range of "Forbidden Extraordinary, Augmented Reality" had become larger, to a full three meters.

Everyone within the three-meter range, including Amon's clones and Klein, lost all extraordinary abilities.

boom!

Klein's second shot hit Amon, who was three steps away from him and looking at each other through the piano case. Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate!

Amon subconsciously reached out to steal the bullet, but he failed, and the bullet penetrated his body and spurted blood.

Although this body is a parasite, it is Amon after all!

"...Interesting!" Amon looked at the blood hole appearing on his body, and after being shocked, he just smiled.

"You remind me of a toy I had when I was a kid. That brass book also often banned my extraordinary abilities."

Forbidden Extraordinary, Brass Book... These keywords make Klein's eyebrows beat incessantly. Do you use uniqueness as a toy? !

"And you're weird." Amon's next words made Klein's heart tighten.

"How dare you shoot me. I haven't met such a brave person for a long time. By coincidence, I met one recently, and he happens to be a Sequence Four person."

Amon didn't care at all about the bleeding wounds on his body, but looked at Klein with surprise.

Klein's hand holding the gun trembled slightly, Amon had already recognized him.

"You actually sent me to your door!" Amon adjusted his monocle gently.

"What are you talking about?" Klein refused to admit it, and then fired continuously!

Bang bang bang!

Several more bullets shot through Amon's forehead.

One Amon fell, two Amon fell, three Amon fell!

Klein would like to claim the title of Amon Killer!

"Do you have more bullets than my clone?" The other manifested Amons surrounded him, and Klein was about to be overwhelmed by Amon.

"..." Klein suddenly felt a little nervous, really not!

He put the piano case on his back again and opened it completely. The realm of Forbidden Extraordinary expanded again, this time even covering half of the "Balancer" realm.

Grove has lost his extraordinary abilities and is moving away from Klein in horror.

Klein's face was as dark as water, and he kept firing. Under the characteristics of augmented reality, the lethality of the firearms was amplified. It was almost an Amon with one shot. Klein had reached the pinnacle of his life.

"How many bullets do you have left?" Amon stared at the gun in Klein's hand as a group of Amon approached.

There were only two firearms that Grove gave to Klein before, each with two magazines.

Now more and more Amon are surrounding him. Even if all the bullets are used up, most of the Amon will still be standing. Under such circumstances, one Amon can knock down Klein with one punch!

And once Amon gets the piano case, he may re-seal the piano case. At that time, Klein has no chance at all.

"Amon!" Klein suddenly heard a voice that was more majestic than Drink Augustus, and seemed to represent the order itself.

This sound almost made Klein kneel down and hand over the piano case.

William Augustus!

This name appeared in Klein's mind, and only he could put him in such a strange state with the piano case on his back.

And the target of his attack is not himself!

All Amon's clones were struck by terror. They were all "Hands of Order" in Sequence 1. William Augustus had great experience in suppressing this field.

"It's William!" Nearly half of Amon's clone collapsed directly and became the Worm of Time. But at this moment, Amon no longer "played" with Klein. Outside the forbidden realm, the unsuppressed Amon clone took action. .

He gently raised his hand and grasped it. With Klein as the center, the space of several hundred meters in radius was grasped in his palm.

He stole the entire space!

Klein was in this space, and his eyebrows jumped when he saw this scene. At this time, he couldn't care about anything else. He directly placed the piano case on the ground, opened the lid, and took out the frozen scepter. .

At this moment, the power of the scepter, which had lost a layer of seal, surged, and the forbidden area spread wildly again, covering a range of several hundred meters, erasing the "stealing" effect.

laugh!

Klein only felt that the frozen scepter in his hand had a reaction. He turned around and saw that the boundary between the spiritual world and the real world had been blurred. At the end of his sight was a familiar gentleman.

The man had a square face, black hair and blue eyes, a high nose bridge, a thick beard, and a rather solemn expression.

Klein is very familiar with this gentleman because he is the avatar on the Loen gold pound!

This is definitely one of Klein's favorite images.

He used some method to project his power through the spiritual world and took action against Amon.

William I drew out a silver stabbing sword, pointed forward and swiped lightly. Needless to say, each of Amon's clones was divided into a different space, and each space had different or even completely opposite rules!

This strange state directly plunged Amon into a chaotic and strange state.

After all, Amon only had one consciousness, and the conflict between these countless rules directly made his eyes glazed over.

And Klein also received a very special treatment in this sword division.

The space he was in was as small as a coffin. Of course, it could also be seen as another piano box, sealing him and the scepter again.

"Amon, save me!" Klein felt that he could not break free from this confinement, so he could only place his hope on Amon.