Mystery: The whole good living master

With the secret interference of a certain insider named Amon, our Mr. Mu Fan Ge finally found the "correct" route! Congratulations!

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The passage made of mud and wooden boards became narrower and narrower, and the slope gradually became shallower. A faint light was projected from the front.

There was a dead end ahead, and at the end was a well ladder made of iron rods nailed into the soil. The iron rods were so rusty that one wondered if they could bear the weight of a person.

Mu Fange climbed up the ladder carefully and opened the half-open trapdoor.

There are some severely weathered murals and reliefs on the surrounding walls, most of the stained glass windows are damaged, and the broken stained glass reveals the orange-red color of the morning sun, and has obviously returned to the ground.

Mu Fan Ge rubbed the dirt off his feet on the dusty red carpet. On both sides of the carpet were rotten benches and collapsed Roman columns piled up in a haphazard manner.

This space looks like an abandoned church?

The air was filled with the smell of rotten wood. If you listened carefully, you could almost hear the rustling sound of termites gnawing at the rotten wood, which made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Hey, wait a minute, where is Time Worm No. 37?

Mu Fangge suddenly had an idea and found that Time Worm No. 37 did not come up with him.

Something is wrong!

The expression that No. 37 showed me just now...seemed familiar...

Where have you seen it?

Mu Fange's pupils suddenly shrank, and a spirit from nowhere suddenly and frantically sounded the alarm.

There was a sound of wind cutting behind me.

The sharp blade easily cut through clothes, skin and tendons, and stopped on the bone.

Immediately afterwards, the blade transmitted tremendous force along the bones. Mu Fange's eyes widened, and before his body could react, he fell heavily to the ground.

Mu Fan Ge's brain was better after being hit - I know! That expression... was the same as when I saw the No. 1 Time Worm jump into the Traveler's Gate to the God-Forsaken Land... Yes... It was exactly the same expression I had at that time...

The blade is withdrawn, flowing like water.

Soon, the sharp blade pierced into the back and pierced through the chest, and my heart was instantly filled with fear and I felt a chill all over my body!

“Hiss~ It hurts!”

With Mu Fan Ge's years of PVP experience, this set of smooth combos definitely shouldn't take more than three seconds! So many things happened in just three seconds, and Mu Fan Ge was dumbfounded.

Mu Fangge made telegram sounds like "plot kill...encounter battle...first encounter kill...shameless" while covering his chest and turning over with difficulty.

Amon, who is the size of a child, has black hair and eyes, and wears a black metal monocle with gears embossed on it.

He had a pair of mechanical wings on his back, which supported him and kept him floating in the air.

In his right hand he held a weapon that was longer than himself. It was iron blue in color, with a long shaft and a counterweight at the end. The six blades were stained with blood.

It took Mu Fange a while to recognize what the weapon was. He had to rely on the fact that the game he played before traveling through time, "Lingyun Jianghu", was an ancient style game, and the weapons were naturally all ancient style cold weapons.

What this little Amon is holding in his hand should be an alien-shaped "halberd"!

It is a cold weapon similar to a spear and a fork, but its structure has been modified.

"Amon? Why?" Mu Fange didn't know this Amon.

"Have you not realized your mistakes yet?" Amon's eyes showed anger: "Go to hell and reflect on your mistakes!"

The sharp blade chopped down on his head.

Mu Fange hurriedly held it with his arms.

Hiss... It felt like my arms were about to be cut off... The pain of severed limbs flowed into my brain through the nerves, making Mu Fange grimace in pain.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you say something and let you die knowingly, and then tell me where the conflict is? Why do I come here to send you to hell to reflect on yourself? Forgiveness is God's business, and I am only responsible for sending you to see God, right?

The weapon changed direction and swung over, the sharp spike stabbing diagonally towards the shoulder.

Mu Fange hurriedly summoned Bluetooth to stop him: "Wait! We don't even know each other!"

The long spear nimbly picked up the dagger and stabbed it into Mu Fange's shoulder.

"Calm down! Is there any misunderstanding?" Mu Fangge bit his lip, endured the pain and activated his ability to travel through time and space, allowing his body to merge into the spiritual world, and tried to jump out of the abandoned church.

There seemed to be a blockade nearby. When Mu Fange approached the wall, he was kicked out of the spiritual world and fell on a pile of benches.

The moment he landed, Mu Fange injected his spirituality into "Bluetooth", and sharp scales exploded on the hilt.

The Amon cub on the opposite side completely refused to communicate. The mechanical wings on its back quickly stretched and flipped, pushing the Amon cub towards Mu Fange.

Mu Fange raised his sword to meet the attack and thrust forward, but before Mu Fange could hit Amon, Amon quickly disappeared.

He stole the light reflected on himself and became invisible.

Mu Fange judged instinctively that Amon would go around behind him.

So according to Amon's routine, we should attack straight ahead.

There was resistance from the blade—it hit!

But this high-sequence Amon did not give Mu Fange a fair chance for close combat. The pressure from the superior came and instantly stole his attacking behavior and commands to his body, while returning the distance that had been stolen before.

Mu Fange appeared out of nowhere in the center of the church.

Amon's figure appeared and cut off his hand holding Bluetooth.

Mu Fan Ge used the force of the blade to roll over and avoid it, and his shoulder blade was cut by the metal, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Mu Fange stood up while holding his almost broken shoulder, and used his spiritual power to communicate the uniqueness of the error with the help of the monocle in his pocket, thus stealing away the injuries on his body.

There is a device here that prevents Amon from contacting each other. I can't take the initiative to contact No. 1. I hope No. 1 can find out that I'm missing soon and find me before I'm killed...

He didn't kill me right away, maybe he wanted to torture me to vent his anger. Can you hold on until No. 1 comes?

"Do you want to wait for your allies to come to your aid?" The blade on the tip of the halberd fell accurately towards Mu Fange's knee.

Then he chopped upwards to cut through the abdomen, and then chopped down to the neck.

"Why do you think I waited until now to deal with you?" The Amon cub cut off Mu Fange's hand holding the monocle in his pocket at the wrist.

"Don't worry, all your allies are too busy to deal with the situation right now." Amon stabbed Mu Fange through and pinned him to the ground.

Mu Fange's eyes quickly and flexibly measured the distance and direction, and his brain quickly calculated the steps of the attack... At the same time, he used his relatively intact hand to grab the "Bluetooth" that was picked up from the air, hid his body back into the spirit world, and jumped accurately to the side of the broken stained glass window.

Mu Fange returned to reality from the spiritual world, grabbed the window frame and jumped out.

Amon cub reaches out his hand

The broken stained glass suddenly "came to life", and countless crystal clusters grew like plants, like the jagged sharp teeth of a wild beast, biting Mu Fange in the middle of the window.

Stuck in a wall?

What kind of plot is this?

Mu Fange's eyes widened and he struggled hard. The sharp spikes on the crystal cluster pierced into his flesh. Some of them broke off completely as he struggled, but some of them grew new branches in his flesh and blood.

Mu Fangge felt several cold blades piercing into his body at the same time, close to his lumbar spine.

"Where do you want to run?" Amon's childish but cold voice came from behind.

The long spear got stuck in the bone, pulling Mu Fange and the window off and throwing him away.

Mu Fan Ge bumped into a Roman column decoration and slowly slid to the ground, his spine miserably bent.

Good news, Amon doesn't want to poke me!

Mu Fan Ge grinned. He was not dead even after being stabbed so many times. He had discovered that Korish's body not only had thick blood but also had a weak perception of pain. Moreover, the mark from the Fallen Mother Goddess on his hand seemed to be interacting with an unknown core in his body. An extraordinary power was slowly healing this body. No matter if this Amon was just to torture him for revenge, or if there was something wrong with Korish's body that made him completely unkillable... Anyway, since he would not die in a short time, he might as well lie down first. It would be good to recover his strength.

Mu Fangge put his hands behind his back, pressed the twisted spine and bent it hard. With a teeth-grinding sound, the spine quickly returned to its original shape.

"Sure enough, although it hurts, the pain nerves are obviously dulled..."

Mu Fange leaned against a pillar, facing Amon's onslaught, without dodging or blocking.

The blade was close to his face and he just braked.

Hey! He couldn't bear to chop my face!

No! I can't bear to chop off Korrixi's face!

"Oh?" Mu Fan Ge smiled as if he had found a perfect match. He raised his head slightly and raised his eyebrows jokingly: "Only the face, right? So, it's Korish?"

"Shut up! How dare you mention him!" Amon suddenly became extremely angry, and the spike pierced Mu Fange's throat with a click.

"Oh...it seems I was right," Mu Fan Ge said hoarsely.

This high-sequence Amon in cub form did come for Korrishi, so I am taking the blame for Amon No. 3563...

"Why don't you kill me?" Mu Fangge leaned his unsupported head against the Roman column.

Amon's eyes in cub form shone with a cruel light that was inconsistent with his appearance.

"Why don't you die?"

“So…” Mu Fange nodded: “It seems that my guess is correct. It’s not that I don’t want to kill him, but that I can’t kill him.”

Mu Fan Ge looked up at him, smiling a smile that could piss Amon off to death: "It seems that Koreshi's body has strong defensive capabilities~"

"you!"

The young cub Amon opened his eyes wide.

"Haha... stop it. You can't kill me anyway. If you stop now, I can pretend nothing happened~" Mu Fange grinned.

“No! You… must… must atone for the mistakes you made…” The cub Amon panted and waved the weapon in his hand.

"I came here with the determination to die... I must, must kill you and avenge Mr. Korrisi!"

Mu Fan Ge put away the "Bluetooth" and looked at the cub Amon provocatively: "So, why don't you introduce yourself? I'm also very curious, what is your position in avenging Koreshi?"

"You don't need to know!" The cub Amon took a stance, with a gun flower on his hand, and the metal spike on the tip of the halberd cut straight forward.

"Ah~ So what do you want?" Mu Fan Ge stretched out his hand to catch the spike, and the bright red blood flowed down his wrist: "So you want to cut Korixi's body into pieces with your own hands?"

Soon, almost visibly, the cub Amon's hands began to tremble.

Mu Fange held onto the spikes and refused to let go. "Well, you're still not going to tell me who you are? You're Amon, right? This body is still useful to me and me, but I can promise you that when I'm done using it, I can give it to you. How about that?"

The cub Amon's lips twitched, and he uttered unconsciously: "No... I can't beat him... There's nothing... I can't do it... Because... he doesn't care at all... He completely... failed..."

"Because... because... unlike a degenerate inferior like me..."

The cub Amon knelt in the air with a dazed look in his eyes.

"This... this... he is the real... Amon..."

The cub Amon trembled, the flames of hatred and anger seemed to be extinguished, and his dead eyes revealed endless compromise, helplessness and despair: "I, I... I am... No. 3..."

"Directly under the main body... he is... the leader and general manager of the Southern Continent..."

Mu Fange let go of his hand and raised an eyebrow at Little Amon: "You are the one who instigated all these things recently?"

"Yes... I came here with the sole purpose of killing you and avenging Korishi." Little Amon's eyes were dull, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Time Worm No. 3, right? You are obviously an Amon." Mu Fange did not bring up the topic.

"Answer me! Answer me!" Time Worm No. 3 pointed his weapon at Mu Fange's nose in despair: "Tell me! How could you do this? You...he...he loves you so much...how...how could you kill him...why?"

Mu Fan Ge rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I also want to know why this Time Worm No. 3563 killed Korrixi...

But now I am speaking as Time Worm No. 3563, so if it were Time Worm No. 3563, what would he answer?

Mu Fange thought he would answer: "Ah? Why? It's just a task assigned to me by the main body, right? There are only two choices: to completely control Koreshi into a puppet or to kill Koreshi. The second one is easier, so I'll just kill him~"

"Ah... is that so..." Time Worm No. 3 used his weapon to support his body to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

"Amon... As expected... It's Amon... Amon is right..."

“No! I, I won’t! I won’t give up just like that! I came here with the determination to die! Regardless of whether I kill you or not, as the leader of the Southern Continent, it would be a serious dereliction of duty for me to leave the Southern Continent without permission... Now that I’m exposed, the main body will soon send someone to execute me... I will kill you…”

Time Worm No. 3 fell to the ground and swung his weapon.

"I will kill you! No matter the cost! And I will not let you defile Mr. Koreshi's body!"

"Are you ready? ... Let's disappear from this world together!"

Time Worm No. 3 had a bitter smile on his face, and lunged forward...

At this moment, a clear voice exploded in my ears.

Although compared to the huge church, the sound is not loud enough.

But it was indeed as clear as the sun shining through the darkness, as if the sound was the bell announcing the dawn.

"stop!"

The heavy wooden door of the abandoned church was knocked open.

A man stumbled in...

He was wearing a somewhat old dark grey woolen coat that reached about his knees, and his face was covered tightly by a black cashmere scarf with a lot of white fluff on it...

what……

It's Klein...

What?

what!

and many more! ?

Klein!?

(Oh no! It’s over!)

Mu Fange let out a sharp explosion!