Chapter 1005 Fourth Movement

Wearing a monocle, Amon, who wore the appearance of Enuni, didnt seem like an infiltrator or assailant. Instead, He appeared like a visitor as He eagerly mentioned all the preparations He had done, as well as Arrodess origins.

He paused before He could finish His sentence. Dwayne Dantes opposite Him had turned into a dirty gray rat.

The rat raised its right claw, pressing at its eye.

At the same time, in the garden of 160 Boklund Street, with his thin and cut, black-haired, brown-eyed face, Gehrman Sparrow appeared in the middle of a bunch of roses.

Back when Amon was saying something highly enticing, He had secretly split off a Worm of Time in an attempt to invade Kleins body in order to Parasitize him. However, Klein had been on high alert the entire time. He detected this attempt via the changes in his Spirit Body Threads, so he rapidly created a marionette at the critical moment and swapped locations!

Silently, Amon, who looked like a mixed-blood youth, appeared in front of Klein.

Behind Him, a twelve-ringed transparent worm fell from the third story and returned to His body.

And at that instant, the earthworms in the gardens soil, the insects in the woods, the rats in the shadows all crawled out, either swarming towards Gehrman Sparrow and Amon or were fleeing from this region.

The main reason why Klein had patiently listened to Amon was to use that time to create marionettes!

To a Bizarro Sorcerer, they were only complete with their marionettes!

Amon still wasnt in a rush to take action. He pinched the monocle embedded deep in His eye socket and looked around, saying with a smile, Your actions often expose your problems. To a master of deceit, everything that you did was enough for me to detect your weakness.

In such a tense and dangerous situation, you actually chose to convert rats, insects, birds, and earthworms into being your marionettes without considering your servants. What does this tell me? It says that you have outstanding moral standards. You still view yourself as human and are unwilling to harm them.

Upon grasping this point, even if my avatar is inferior to you, its still easy to break you down. You wouldnt even be capable of dying even if you wish for it.

Ah, right. You can stop your attempts at secretly controlling my Spirit Body Threads. This is because youre controlling the Spirit Body Threads I stole. They belong to your butler, your maid, and your coachman. If this continues, Im afraid you will feel a deep sense of guilt.

Even Spirit Body Threads can be stolen? No, its more like grafting... Kleins expression froze slightly as he terminated his control of Amons Spirit Body Threads.

He had been patient, allowing Amon to drone on with his drivel, mainly doing so because he was secretly trying to turn Amons avatar into his marionette.

To a Bizarro Sorcerer, battles like this, where he stalled for time and exerted his influence in secret, shouldve been something he was best at and something he enjoyed the most. Unfortunately, he had encountered Blasphemer Amon, the current pinnacle existence of the Marauder pathway. Even if he was only facing an avatar, he could do nothing about Him.

Klein actually suspected that Amons words were a ruse, but he wasnt able to see through it. He didnt dare take the risk.

During such times, he needed the help of a Spectator!

For you to say so much, I doubt its solely to think of the means to Parasitize me, right? You should know that, before severely injuring me, its very difficult to Parasitize a Bizarro Sorcerer who can see Spirit Body Threads, Klein calmly said as he wore Gehrman Sparrows face.

Amon immediately chortled.

Youve finally noticed it.

Youre trying to steal my destiny? Klein swapped locations with a marionette once again, constantly making his actual body appear in different corners of the garden.

No. Amon shook His head, keeping His hands in His pockets while leisurely saying with a smile, If a magic mirror like Arrodes is willing to listen to your instructions and deliberately ingratiate itself towards you, it means that you arent as simple as I imagined. Im not a Beyonder of the Tyrant pathway, so I wouldnt be so rash as to directly steal your destiny. Heh heh, I suddenly have a feeling that directly replacing you would result in something I dont wish to see happening.

How did you know Arrodes is ingratiating itself? Flora Jacobs destiny shouldnt have something like that. Klein appeared on a tree.

His different marionettes continued changing their locations.

Amon pulled out one hand and pinched His chin and said, Didnt I say why? I spent time to gather information and seek out the source. Oh, I went to the Church of Steam and had a chat with Arrodes. It wasnt too frank, and it was willing to be tortured by me rather than reveal your true origins. Unfortunately, that was inside the Church of Steam; otherwise, I wouldve directly Parasitized it and learn of everything.

Even living Sealed Artifacts can be Parasitized? If Arrodes strictly abided by the rules, based on its answers in the past, He isnt too sure of my actual situation and only has certain guesses... Kleins eyes widened. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Amon laugh and say, You really dont seem to be in a rush. What are you waiting for?

Do you not know that my pathways Sequence 2s name is Trojan Horse of Destiny? Although Im only an ordinary avatar, I do have some powers that I can use, such as tinkering with your destiny, making certain errors appear for a certain period of time. For instance, no one will notice it no matter how much you cry for help.

Heh heh, that also means that, even if you were to trigger the Evernight Emblem in your hand, you will only be able to get the effects of Concealment, and you will not be able to transmit your intentions of seeking help, regardless of your prior agreements. Also, even if you were to shout for help or create an explosion, the pedestrians and servants in the room wouldnt be able to hear a thing.

This is the reason why I was talking so much. For an ordinary avatar, certain matters take time.

Alright, its your turn to answer my question.

Klein didnt answer as he kept switching positions with his marionettes. However, Amon kept appearing in front of him as they continued their conversation.

At this moment, he made one of his marionettes ask, Since youve already completed the controlling of destiny, why arent you taking action?

You also seem to be waiting...

Before this Gehrman Sparrow who was a thin paper figurine could finish his sentence, there was a strong gust of wind from afar.

Leonard, in a black trench coat and a black silver-inlaid cane in hand, flew to Boklund Street!

Klein, who had appeared to Amons side, immediately said, This is what Ive been waiting for!

As he said that, he triggered the Evernight Emblem that he had been clasping tightly.

Simultaneously, he snapped his left hands fingers, igniting the tallest tree in the garden, making its scarlet flames soar into the sky.

And this huge, obvious bonfire, that wouldve been noticeable at a glance from across the street, was noticed by no one, be it the maids wiping the windows on the first story or the pedestrians strolling beneath the Intis parasol trees. Even in midair, Leonard Mitchell ignored this scene, rushing for 39 Boklund Street at high speeds.

And at this moment, Pallez Zoroasts slightly-aged voice sounded in this Red Glovess mind:

Turn back. Head to Unit 160.

Although Leonard was puzzled, his experienced self didnt ask why when it came to supernatural matters. He immediately swung the direction Word of the Sea pointed and changed directions.

In the garden of 160 Boklund Street, Amon raised His head as He pressed the crystal monocle on His right hand, chuckling.

This is also what Ive been waiting for.

He ignored Gehrman Sparrow as his smile grew obvious. He continued speaking in irresistible delight, To be able to discover the abnormalities of fate in this region...

Its Him; Pallez!

As He spoke, this Blasphemer changed His actions and adjusted His monocle.

At this moment, a strange gloom fell over the entire street. It was as though the entire place had been separated from reality, turning into a secret.

In the activity room of 39 Boklund Street, Hazel looked out the window and muttered in puzzlement, Is it about to rain?

This wasnt anything important, so she retracted her gaze and reached out her hand onto the three-layered tray for high tea.

Then, she saw her father, Member of Parliament Macht, strangely open his right palm.

Glimmers of light condensed out of thin air, forming into a crystal monocle in his palm.

Macht then wore this monocle on his right eye.

This... Hazel had already sensed something amiss as she frantically looked at the others in the room.

Her mother, Maam Riana, took off the accessory on her nose and wore a monocle that she had taken out of somewhere. The servants standing beside her all took out a similar monocle and wore it on their right eye.

Thud!

Hazel stood up instinctively as she retreated repeatedly, toppling the chair over in the process.

This sound alarmed everyone in the room. Macht, Riana, and the servants turned their heads to look at Hazel.

Bit by bit, a smile suffused the comers of their lips.

Ah!

Hazel broke down as she let out a shrill scream.

This scream passed through the house and through the garden, drawing the attention of the pedestrians on the streets. At this point, Amon had already lowered His right hand from his monocle. Looking at the figure in midair,

He said with a smile, Pallez, its already 1350 of the Fifth Epoch. The technique of relying on the gathering of avatars to raise ones level is already outdated.

Behind Him, Klein didnt waste any time as he reached into his pocket as though he was drawing a gun while he made Creeping Hunger turn transparent. A transparent book condensed in front of him.

However, Amon simply raised his hand and the glove vanished.

However, along with the human-skinned gloves disappearance, Gehrman Sparrow also did.

Pa!

Landing in Amons palm wasnt a glove but a rat, a rat that had died after becoming a marionette.

On the other side of Amon, Klein, who wasnt wearing a hat but was wearing a shirt and vest, appeared. He then threw out the item he had previously taken out, and he threw it at his target.

It was a paper crane.