I can't pull it, I can't pull it at all.
Tang wiped his monocle and looked at the calmness of the wind. In fact, he had already used all his strength to try to hang up the Time Worm in front of him as his secret puppet.
'Come on, come on, come on, host!' The system waved the flag and shouted.
"What can I do to cheer?"
Tang was speechless, and finally gave up the action of manipulating the Time Worm's spirit line.
The gap between Sequence 4 and Sequence 1 is too big. Even if he can distinguish that Pallez Zoroast is hidden in the stolen spirit line, he can't control the real spirit lines.
Angels and demigods, the gap in mysticism between them cannot be simply made up by relying on Euclidean space.
'The task status has been updated.'
'Task: [The role of the Trickster]'
'After being promoted to the 'Trickster', you have truly gained a fundamental change! Tricksters follow the truth of life, thriller, horror, and madness. Please digest the potion as soon as possible and summarize the role rules of the Trickster!'
'Task completion: 44%'
Sure enough, after such a shock, the digestion progress of the potion is rising.
Maybe he can digest the Trickster's potion today.
Tang has wiped his monocle, with a warm smile on his face, looking at the baby-faced knight who failed to escape and was kicked back by the theater core, and the parasite on him.
His tone was calm, without any embarrassment of not being able to control the spirit line, just like a bad way of playing with prey: "Pallez, don't you introduce me to your parasitic object?"
Pallez did not respond, or rather, he clearly knew the importance of self-rescue and would not waste time chatting with "Amon".
Ah, in the future, a certain rat demigod of the Thief's path should be silently broken, right?
Tang thought of this inexplicably.
That rat demigod was parasitized by Amon's clone because he talked too much nonsense with Amon.
"So, what will this person do after seeing Amon, who is suspected to be the real body?"
Soon, Tang witnessed the first self-rescue of the angel of the Thief's path.
He noticed that the figure of the angel of the Thief's path in front of him shook for a moment.
The next moment, he found himself shaking as well, as if something was trying to steal his existence.
"Identify whether the one in front of him is Amon's clone or Amon's real body?"
It is difficult for Amon's clone to reach the level of Sequence 1. Splitting a clone of this level will greatly affect his own problems. As long as the Amon in front of him is just a clone, he will not be afraid of the angel who is also Sequence 1.
But Tang in front of this angel is just an image of the high-dimensional space reduced to this world. What can be stolen?
Ripples were rippling in the Euclidean space, and an invisible force was dragging something. Before Tang could react, he saw something being peeled off from that space.
He saw it clearly. It was a piece of fragments that flashed with subtle brilliance. It was difficult to interpret, extremely magnificent, and contained countless mysterious brilliance.
They were stolen.
Just like that, it was stolen away...
Tang blinked: "Ah, this."
The next moment, the baby-faced knight in front of him, along with the figure of Pallez Zoroast, suddenly stiffened.
Tang saw the stolen fragments leave the Euclidean space and appear in the real world.
That was an incomprehensible mystery, that was a distorted brilliance.
Floating in the air, the fragmented brilliance bloomed with irresistible light.
This was the first time that Tang had seen these fragments directly in the real world.
He hadn't looked at it for too long, and the thief was instantly swallowed by the countless mysterious and distorted brilliance.
Tang heard a muffled groan, and the fragments merged into their flesh and blood, invaded their bodies, as if they had merged with the thief. And in a flash, their bodies began to grow crystal clear, like crystal, as if containing countless mysterious symbols, and quiet and distant crystal fragments.
They seemed to have become a crystal mother ore that kept growing fragments. With their flesh and blood and spirits as the medium, the crystals mixed with high-dimensional power grew wildly.
Tang looked at the baby-faced knight wrapped in crystal fragments, and then, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the baby-faced knight and Pallez Zoroast stopped moving.
Breathing, heartbeat, and the beating of extraordinary power, a time worm with twelve links stopped struggling together and was firmly imprisoned in the crystal, like an insect dripped with resin and trapped in amber.
They seemed to have died from the beginning and turned into specimens.
"No, it's not just that."
Tang saw the scene of the real world through the connection with the secret doll.
In the real world, the figure of the baby-faced knight, Pallez Zoroast, disappeared magically.
They disappeared without a trace, in this theater that was surrounded by hidden power and unfolded unconsciously.
"Pallez Zoroast and his parasites were swallowed by the Euclidean space. They were assimilated by the stolen space fragments, upgraded to this space, and became part of this space."
Tang switched the perspective again, standing from the perspective of an observer, looking at the two people in front of him who looked like specimens.
"Is this the price of stealing part of the power of the Euclidean space? They will be swallowed by the fragments of the space, forced to upgrade their dimensions, and enter the Euclidean space... But it seems that even if they enter here, they will be in a very special state. Are they alive? Or are they dead? Will they be liberated after the dimensionality reduction?"
So far, Tang has not encountered other life in the Euclidean space. After being promoted to Sequence 4, he has not tried to bring other creatures in here, and he is not clear about the changes.
"But let's talk about these questions later..."
Tang looked at the castle not far away. The baby-faced knight and Pallez Zoroast beside him were exposed in the observation of Euclidean space.
Unlike the two people who had been upgraded and were in Euclidean space, those two were alive, normal, and undoubtedly, living in the real world.
"The first self-rescue failed, and a time worm replaced the fate of stealing power and being upgraded. Then it quietly stole the distance, stole the attention of the secret doll, and hid itself to try to save itself a second time."
Calm, decisive, and capable.
This was Tang's first impression of this Sequence 1 time worm.
"Very powerful, stronger than the God-descender from the dark side of the universe, stronger than my father, Sequence 1, almost the pinnacle of Sequence, an extraordinary person who has lived for a thousand years... As expected, this extraordinary world is full of dangers, and I don't know when I will encounter such an attack."
Tang put on his monocle again, and this time he moved the position of the glasses to a different position, so that he wore it in his right eye socket, "Sorry, I put it in the wrong place before."
Pallez Zoroast fell silent again.
Tang saw that the Time Worm seemed to take a deep breath. He glanced at the system interface, and the progress of potion digestion did not increase.
"You are not Amon."
Tang Mingrui noticed the change in the other party's mood, which was a kind of certainty.
Ala, it's exposed?
"It seems that it is not easy to deceive a Sequence 1."
He felt that he had disguised himself quite well. His words and deeds were in accordance with his impression of Amon, imitating the Amon clone he observed.
"Why do you think so?"
'Amon' raised the corner of his mouth and showed a kind smile, "Pallez, are you stalling for time? I don't mind, but if you keep stalling like this, I can't guarantee when I will replace your fate and go to your family, um, the Zoroast family, to take a look."
"I heard that they have set up a secret organization, calling themselves the Hermit of Destiny. When I replace your identity and blend in, I believe I can see a lot of delicious food."
The delicious food that Tang mentioned is naturally not cakes, but the demigods of the Thief's Path. Their extraordinary characteristics are naturally 'delicious' things for Amon.
The angel chuckled. He seemed to have realized the problem and was not aroused by such words at all: "It's quite simple to see this."
"Oh?"
'Amon' adjusted his monocle and pretended to listen attentively.
"First, although you disguised yourself as Amon... Hehe, there is no doubt that you disguised yourself very well. When I saw you for the first time, I even thought that the real Amon came."
"But I didn't feel the attraction. It was the aggregation of the instinct of extraordinary characteristics."
At this level, the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics has almost reached the point of materialization. With Amon, who has the uniqueness of the Thief's path, how could Pallez not feel the existence of this attraction?
Of course, it is also possible that Amon stole the attraction between extraordinary characteristics.
So, Pallez immediately raised the second point: "What is the most important thing for extraordinary people?"
He asked 'Amon' in front of him.
Tang pondered for a moment and realized this.
"I am just a fake, where does the extraordinary power of the Thief's path come from?"
He glanced at the entire castle. It was clean here. The grafting of fate did not exist, the other time worms did not exist, and the law of aggregation of extraordinary characteristics did not exist. Except for his projection, all that remained here were secret dolls and things related to fortune tellers.
It didn't look like Amon had set up an ambush in advance.
And...
Tang looked up. The black curtain in the sky had fallen, dragging this place into a secret kingdom.
Even if he was Amon, he was at most a clone of Amon. Using this magical item to isolate the inside and outside, not to mention whether it was to prevent Pallez Zoroast from escaping, just this arrangement did not seem to want other Amon clones, or even the original body, to come and deal with this Sequence 1 material and recover the extraordinary characteristics.
Of course, it is also possible that Amon's clone has informed the original body, and now they can catch the turtle in the jar by trapping him here.
"Of course, the most decisive point."
The meticulous middle-aged man said slowly, "The strange extraordinary ability just now is incompatible with the Amon I understand, and there is no similarity at all."
On the contrary, it is a bit similar to the Apprentice, but the Apprentice's superior is the 'Mr. Fool', who can't be here now, how can he be related to Amon?
This level of deception can't fool a time worm.
"You are not Amon, you are a Trickster who is digesting the potion. So, you pretend to be Amon to get spiritual power feedback from me and speed up the digestion of the potion."
"Before Tingen, a sealed object appeared. It is a high-sequence sealed object related to the Fortune Teller path. Well, this object should be the thing on the top of the head. Are you a descendant of the God of Death? Or someone who has a certain connection with the descendants of the God of Death."
"You know me, you know my name, and you also know Amon very well. In some way, you found Amon's trace..."
"Your path is adjacent to the Apprentice and the Thief. After reaching the high sequence, Amon likes not only the extraordinary people of this path, but also those of the adjacent paths."
"You know how terrible Amon is, so you also have a little idea hidden in your mind while playing the role of digestion."
He glanced at the curtain above his head, and then the angel said leisurely, "You seem to have no ill intentions, and your methods are much more peaceful... You want to cooperate with me to eliminate or transfer Amon's clone. You have a certain connection with Tingen, otherwise you would not choose to eliminate or transfer instead of escaping. You have a certain bond with this land, so you will not choose to leave."
"The whole castle is full of secret dolls. As far as I know, this castle belongs to a baron, and the baron's wife, her family belongs to the nobles of Backlund, under the protection of the church and the family. Such a noble lady will not, and it is difficult to be made into a secret doll quietly."
"Little Ramde? This should not be your secret doll, but your true identity."
The angel who stole the passage seemed to want to avenge the scare he had just given him. He clearly stated his analysis and finally asked, "Am I right?"
Tang: "..."
System: '... Host, he got it all right.'
"I can only say that this old man is so scary. He guessed almost everything in a short period of time… And Tongzi, is it really okay for you to be so gloating?"
"By the way, I think I need to advise you not to play Amon casually." The angel smiled again, "If you replace His fate, He might notice it."
That's why I didn't meet you in the real world.
Tang smiled.
If it weren't for the isolation of the Euclidean space itself, if he played Amon in the real world, maybe Amon would really come to him according to the ups and downs of fate.
That would be interesting.
Well, let him think about it. Amon, Adam, the Goddess, and an old man who directly revealed his true identity. Wow, what a luxurious lineup. What should he do if they all come to visit? Hang himself at the door to make everyone happy?
(End of this chapter)