Lord of Mysteries:Dream

Chapter 514: Mr Error

"Amon?!" Klein on the Sefirah Castle locked his eyes on Amon who appeared in Backlund.

"Pallez! Leonard!" Klein suddenly looked up and looked at the crimson star belonging to Leonard.

"Time was deceived, the characteristics were taken away a few minutes ago..." Klein's face was solemn, and he used the power of the gray mist to penetrate into Leonard's crimson star.

Leonard was not in danger of life, and Pales was still alive, but he had lost the Sequence 1 characteristic...

Klein instantly grasped what had happened before.

Similarly, Leonard's prayer also appeared in Klein's ears.

"...Mr. 'World', we were ambushed by Amon, He took away a portion of the old man's Sequence 1 characteristic, and now he is probably preparing for the godhood ceremony..."

No, He is almost done... Klein grasped the corresponding cause and effect and fate. As early as the time when he and Pales hunted Amon's clone, Amon had already noticed the existence of Pales.

Later, it might be Amon himself, or it might be Adam who took a look, anyway, Amon had already locked Leonard.

But He was not in a hurry to take this characteristic, probably to confuse William Augustus.

While William Augustus was holding the ceremony, Amon also found Pales and easily obtained a sequence one characteristic.

You know, at that time, all the true gods were busy fighting and watching, and no one was paying attention to this side.

"Sequence zero, 'error'..." Klein suddenly felt that he was really unlucky.

"I am still a sequence two..." Klein looked at Amon on Backlund again.

At this time, William Augustus's ordering had completely stagnated.

Before becoming a god, He was just a sequence one, without the fusion of uniqueness, and even the other two "hands of order" were not fused.

Under the joint efforts of Adam and Amon, the two strongest angel kings, there was really no ability to resist.

The psychological suggestion on Him had made Him gradually give up resistance.

"I can still hold on for a while..." William Augustus could only keep his last lucidity, eager to get a chance to turn the tables.

And the next moment, the opportunity seemed to come!

"Augustus! Amon!" The terrifying roar seemed to echo throughout the world, and the "Storm Lord" in the astral world even rushed from the astral world to the real world at the speed of light!

The dust has settled on another battlefield, and the eyes of the true god fell here, and he instantly understood everything that happened here.

The "Storm Lord" exploded directly.

"You'd better stay here!" The twisting power of the "Black Emperor" fell on the "Storm Lord", twisting it at the speed of light and stopping him.

For the "Black Emperor", as long as the "Judge" is not a god, it is acceptable.

Of course, for him, Amon becoming a "mistake" may not be a surprise, so he can stop the "Storm Lord" who is in a rage and speeds up...

One of the purposes of Amon going to the previous battlefield may be to confuse William Augustus and Pales Zoroast.

But his cooperation with Medici is also a very important part, and the "Black Emperor", as the master of the Solomon Empire, cannot be ignorant of it.

"Sorry, I'm a 'mistake' now."

Amon looked up at the furious "Lord of Storms", and also looked at the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" who was entangled with the "God of Steam and Machinery" in the distance. He nodded slightly and showed a pure smile.

The opportunity that William Augustus was waiting for would never come. He could no longer control his hands and put the monocle close to his right eye.

The next second, William Augustus raised his head, and the crystal monocle on his right eye suddenly burst into light, illuminating the whole world!

At this moment, countless errors occurred in various places in the world, and many normal behaviors were stuck, but all the clocks skipped several seconds directly, as if they were stolen.

Since the beginning of historical records, the first Mr. "Mistake" appeared!

The authority and power of the true gods all had a momentary error, chaos and disorder, causing all the true gods to stop suddenly and no longer attack each other.

"Mistake" has been born, and the war of gods is meaningless.

"Thank you for the hospitality." The light that illuminated the world gradually converged, and William Augustus had disappeared. Only Mr. "Error" was left, wearing a pointed hat and a classical magic robe.

Beside Mr. "Error", there were things such as the brass book, the scepter of order, and the golden gloves.

"Judge" and "Error" are not adjacent paths, and Amon did not dare to merge these characteristics, so he could only exclude them.

"Okay, who of you wants these things?" Mr. "Error" Amon pointed to the brass book and other items floating in front of him.

The "Black Emperor" was obviously moved and wanted to put these things in his pocket.

But He didn't even take action, but turned his head suddenly and looked in the direction of the God-forsaken Land.

Not only Him, but the other true gods were also like this, and their minds were distracted by another thing.

The smile on Amon's mouth suddenly faded a lot. He looked in the direction of the "God-forsaken Land" and said nothing more, as if waiting for something.

...

God-forsaken Land, "Fantasy Township".

After leaving the main battlefield of the world war, Truman returned to his kingdom of God.

At a certain moment, he suddenly tilted his head and felt the strange changes in the rules of the world.

"'Error' was born." Even if Truman did not take the initiative to explore the secret between Augustus and Amon, he had already understood the trick since he saw Amon on the Trunsoest ship hundreds of years ago, and after Adam borrowed the brass book from him a few months ago.

"So what about you, Bethel?" Truman was not surprised that Amon became a god, so he stopped paying attention and looked at his first student.

In the center of "Fantasy Township", the first dream statue created by Truman himself is still as sacred and magnificent as it was thousands of years ago.

On the base of the statue, sat a man covered in starlight, who had been sitting here for hundreds of years.

"Teacher." Bethel retracted his starlight eyes that were looking at Backlund from afar, and nodded slightly when he saw Truman approaching.

"Ah..." Truman suddenly sighed and sat next to Bethel.

"'Fantasy Town' can't hold you back. You're just imprisoning yourself." Truman said to the student who had been with him the longest.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, teacher." Bethel admitted generously.