Mystery: The Stars Returner

Tonight will be darker than ever, more secretive, and more difficult to spy on.

Dim yellow lights dotted the small bedroom. Dawn Downstairs was standing in front of the window sill. When she heard the sound, she stopped looking outside and turned to look at Amon, who was wearing a monocle.

The corners of his mouth turned up a little bit, "I found you too."

"I have to admire your courage for deliberately leading me here through marionette, and you are only a Sequence 5 marionette master."

There was a bit of curiosity in Amon's eyes, and he looked at it carefully for a few more times. His expression became more solemn, and he said softly: "It turns out that I made a mistake. You are a monk in yellow."

Dawn Downstad nodded slightly: "Amon the blasphemer, the life-stealer who likes to play pranks, what is your own fate?"

Dawn Downstad, Mrs. Lisa arranged by Hastur, had long followed the oracle and came here, waiting for Amon's arrival as Dawn Downstad.

A glimmer of light appeared in her palm, and under such calm illumination, the translucent insects of time on the ground that were originally crawling towards her were frozen in place, as if they were struggling in some way.

Soon, their shape had changed from Amon to that of Dwayne Downstairs.

Lady Lisa successfully stole his clone from Amon and turned it into her own puppet.

This is the equivalent of taking the property that a skilled thief has just stolen from his pocket.

Amon calmly watched this scene happen, gently pushed the monocle on his right eye socket, clapped his hands and said, "You are also an unexpected life stealer."

"It's a pity that my real body is not here, otherwise he would be very happy. It is not easy to have such a colleague who can compare and exchange stealing skills."

"The extraordinary path of the Monk in Yellow and the King in Yellow is really interesting."

Facing Amon's praise and hospitality, Mrs. Lisa still faced him as Dawn Downstad. She had no idea of ​​exchanging theft experience with Amon.

She came here tonight, and it was the gods who gave her another revelation.

She closed her eyes slightly, and starlight, endless starlight poured out of her body, like a tide, washing and wrapping everything around her at an extremely fast speed.

She couldn't steal Amon's body, but the clone of Amon in front of her couldn't stop her from stealing.

Unless he absorbs all the clones in Backlund to let his strength enter Sequence 2, this is already the limit of his clone.

"Oh, I'm so impatient. Originally, I wanted to chat with you for a few more words." Amon sighed with emotion and raised the corner of his mouth: "How do you know that the person who came to Backlund must be a clone of me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge ancient mottled shadow rose behind Amon.

It was an ancient object that looked like a wall clock. It was divided into twelve grids. Each grid had clear boundaries and had different symbols. When the hands on it started to rotate.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything around him slowed down.

In the living room of No. 39 Berklund Street, Senator Macht, Mrs. Liana and the family's valets, maids, bodyguards, etc., in the sight of Hazel who had collapsed, put away the monocle on her face. , transformed one after another into rays of light.

In the light, a small translucent insect was vaguely visible crawling.

Immediately afterwards, all the nearby creatures parasitized by Amon turned into balls of light and gathered towards the clone of Amon in the master bedroom of No. 160.

In terms of destiny stealing, there are always only 0 and 1, failure and success.

If his main clone is successfully stolen, the other party will follow the fate of the main clone and easily eliminate all his other clones in Backlund.

He could only gather the clones around him to fight, although this would require him to face another risk.

Once this clone is destroyed, he will no longer have an eye in Backlund. Due to secret reasons, his body will not be able to know what really happened in Backlund.

The prerequisite for being able to spy on destiny fluctuations is that there are destiny fluctuations.

The opponent's arrangement is so strict that all destiny fluctuations here will be hidden and cannot be spied on.

As Amon's clones gathered together, the aura exuding from his body became stronger and stronger. Mrs. Lisa's expression also became serious, but she was more excited in her heart.

This is the clone of the King of Angels, and it also has the ability to steal destiny.

Outside Berklund Street, Leonard had already arrived nearby, but he did not blindly walk into this range.

In his body, the old man Palles has noticed the unusual fluctuations in destiny in this area. The blasphemer Amon is here at the moment, and as planned, he is constantly gathering clones to temporarily enhance the strength of his clone.

It has been promoted to Sequence 2, which is almost the limit of Amon's clone. If it continues to be promoted to Sequence 1, then there may be no need for outsiders to take action, and the two Amon will fight on their own.

Sequence 2 is the most stable state of Amon's clone.

Obviously, Amon encountered a difficult opponent this time. For this descendant of the ancient sun god, this was an extremely rare situation.

In his impression, except for Amon's defeat at the hands of the Night Goddess, other times, other people were helpless to him.

And now, the two angels are dueling in Backlund, and they are still under the gaze of the stars, the Fool, and the goddess of the night.

It feels crazy just thinking about it.

"Amon, what are you thinking about? Why did He come to Backlund this time? Is it just a coincidence?"

Pales murmured, he couldn't understand Amon's perverse behavior.

It was clear that the stars, the Fool, and the goddess of the night all expressed that they did not welcome him to come near Backlund, so why did he stay here at the risk of offending them?

It shouldn't be his own fault, otherwise, it would be Amon's true body that came to Backlund.

Pales thought seriously for a while, and his tone suddenly became panicked, "Get out of here quickly, and never come closer again in a short time!"

"Klein and Hastur are dealing with Amon, why don't we just leave like this?" Leonard was startled.

"Amon's true form may have also come to Backlund!" Pales' tone was full of urgency, "The longer you stay here, the more likely it is that Amon will notice it!"

"Klein and Hastur have the support of the Fool and the Stars respectively, so there will be no accidents. But if you are targeted by Amon, you will become Amon's plaything!"

"Old man, where did you come to this conclusion?"

"Leave first!"

"Ok."

Leonard could only choose to follow the old man's advice and leave here first.

Not long after Leonard left here, in the outer area of ​​​​Berklund Street, a young man wearing a crystal monocle passed by on a bicycle.

He just glanced at Burklund Street shrouded in darkness before humming a tune and heading towards Queens.

Outside the house at No. 160 Berklund Street, another of Klein's marionettes appeared here. A delicate and small paper crane appeared in the marionette's hand.

When the fateful showdown between Lady Lisa and Amon's clone reached a critical moment, the paper crane in the marionette's hand suddenly flew into the air, solidified in the air and burned.

One after another, mercury complex symbols jumped out of the paper crane's body, and then these complex symbols condensed into a huge scaleless snake of nothingness!

The silver-white giant snake's body surface is densely covered with patterns and symbols, forming wheels connected to each other. Each wheel has its own different logo near it.

Its bright red eyes glanced sharply, soared into the air, hovered over the entire Berklund Street, bent up and bit its tail.

The huge figure enveloped the entire Berklund Street like a huge black cloud, shaped like a mysterious and exaggerated wheel.

When this huge wheel started to rotate, the entire Berklund Street seemed to be swallowed silently by a huge abyss, and a huge attraction came from the center of the wheel.

Amon's clones, which had been gathered together, now split again, splitting into a main clone and many smaller clones.

"Divine Enlightenment!"

"Steal fate!"

Mrs. Lisa shouted loudly and finally succeeded in stealing Amon's main clone. The monocle in his right eye also burst out with dazzling light and shattered at this moment!

Immediately afterwards, the other clones were stolen one by one and became the puppets of Mrs. Lisa's destiny.

But she only controlled all the clones of Amon to disintegrate themselves and analyzed the translucent insects of time.

There are thirteen in total, and one of them is a particularly large Time Worm with twelve rings. Time around it seems to be much slower than elsewhere.

People living on Berklund Street were not aware of this bizarre scene and were still doing their own things as usual.

"It's finally over." The real Klein held the black gemstone medal from Ms. Arianna with an expression of relief on his face.

"That guy Will seems to be recovering well, otherwise he wouldn't be able to successfully intervene in this battle with just a paper crane."

Just when Klein was relaxing, Leonard contacted him through a dream.

"Klein, Hastur, the old man suddenly told me just now that Amon's true form may have also come to Backlund!"

The eager, nervous tone proved Leonard wasn't kidding.

Klein felt like he was standing on his head with chills all over his body. He looked around with alert eyes and found no trace of Amon.

He quickly cut off the connection with the marionette and left the place at high speed through flame jumping.

On the other side, Hastur, who also received Leonard's reminder, was sitting in the study, holding his hands in front of him, leaning back on the chair. On the desk, 008 was restlessly lying in the pencil case.

In front of the desk, a figure appeared out of thin air. He was wearing a black classical robe, a soft pointed hat of the same color, black curly hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, a thin face, and a monocle made of crystal carvings.

Amon the blasphemer!