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Most likely he has already arrived nearby, otherwise, he would not be able to find him accurately.
Following the source of the sound and the guidance of fate, Hastur quickly found Will eating happily in an ice cream shop.
Compared with when they first met, Will has grown a lot taller, and there is a hint of stubble on his chin. He is already a handsome young man.
"Here!" Seeing Hastur walking into the store, Will stood up and waved happily.
Hastur walked over and sat across from Will. Looking at Will with traces of ice cream on his mouth, he chuckled and said, "You really enjoy it."
"Try it, too. The ice cream here tastes pretty good." Will reached out and pushed the last ice cream, which was obviously strawberry flavored, in front of Hastur, and then called the waiter to order five more ice cream balls.
"You just pushed it to me because you were tired of it, right?"
"Oh, don't worry about this little detail."
"Tell me, what do you want from me this time?"
Hasta still tasted this strawberry-flavored ice cream. It tasted okay, but not as delicious as the one made at home.
"Someone wants to come to you through me."
"Klein?" Hastur guessed right. There are very few people who can ask Will to run errands. He is one, and Klein is another.
"Well, it seems that he has something very important to ask you. He wants to make an appointment with you for an interview. Since you have left Backlund, he asked me to help contact you."
In a short time, Will showed off three ice cream balls.
Hasta thought for a while and said, "He has been promoted to Sequence 4, the Art of Magic Mage?"
"What a pervert. You can guess so accurately. He is quite accomplished in secrecy."
"In this case, I don't really want to see him anymore."
Hastur has roughly guessed what Klein wants to talk to him about.
Klein, who was promoted to Sequence 4, already knew the truth about his time travel. The three empty cocoons on the light door had clearly told him that there were three time travelers in total.
Huang Tao, Emperor Russell is one of them, the other is himself, and the last one has his sights set on himself.
This guess is not wrong, just not that accurate.
I am not a time traveler dropped from Source Castle, but a time traveler. I came to this world for unknown reasons. It may be related to the Palace of Stars, or it may be other reasons.
The earliest time traveler released on Source Castle was the Goddess of Night.
Based on the current situation, he can indeed replace the goddess of the night and become the third time traveler in Klein's heart.
However, the goddess of the night has been staring at Klein. If you get too close to him, it will naturally attract the attention of the goddess of the night.
Now is not the time for fellow villagers to meet fellow villagers.
Moreover, Klein might be caught by Amon later. It would be difficult to hide his thoughts and psychological activities from Amon. He didn't want the secret of time travel to be exposed too early.
Let Klein remain suspicious and see what kind of tests he will make to confirm his identity.
"You really don't want to see him." Will raised his head in surprise.
"If he wants to see me, let him come to me by himself."
"Well, I'm just a messenger anyway." Will showed a helpless expression, and then ate all the remaining ice cream.
"You have grown a lot recently. Do you have any plans to join the army? After all, it is time for you to serve in the army at your age."
"No! Absolutely not!" Will shook his head, "At worst, I will let my feet be disabled for a while. They can't drag a lame man to the battlefield."
"You are really willing to do something to yourself."
"I'm used to it."
This is a very sad story, but when told from Will's mouth, it makes people want to laugh.
"Oh, by the way, you have to pay the bill later. I don't have that much money on me."
Will got up first and handed over the checkout task to Hastur. Before leaving, he packed three more portions of ice cream.
Gee, I really know how to pull out wool. I guess I used an epilator in my previous life.
Hastur settled his account before returning to South Wales.
Chapter 549 Russell: Thieves should stay in prison
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In the Fourth Age, the fog of history is still silently wrapped, and the star containers are still quietly guarding outside this history.
There is silence and silence here, far away from the disturbance of the war in the outside world. At this moment, it has become a pure land.
Zarath, hidden in one of the hidden histories, sensed that the outside world had begun a war and that a new wave of the era had arrived.
He knew Adam's methods. When this wave of times surged, that was when Adam became a god.
Once Adam becomes a god, as his brother, Amon will definitely actively seek opportunities to become a god.
Neither of these brothers obeys the other, and Amon will definitely not let Adam become a god first.
It's time for him to get out of here, instead of staying here and waiting to die.
Pales is already old. It is understandable that he wants to wait for death, but he still has one last chance to fight.
His clone has found the extraordinary characteristics of the mysterious servant in the land abandoned by the gods, but it is difficult to get it. He needs his body to go there to have a chance.
When Zaratul came out of that hidden history, Pales, who had been staying nearby, rushed over as quickly as possible and couldn't help but taunted: "I will not sit back and watch you leave."
"Amon is coming soon. If you don't want him to find you, this will be your last chance to escape."
"Oh, it was you who revealed the news to Him again?"
"Being blindly obsessed with hatred is stupid behavior."
"I just want to surrender and seek peace now. Is it that easy?"
Pales sneered again and again. It was difficult for him to stop Zaratul by himself, but the fog of history still had the incarnations of the stars, and the stars were watching here.
"I am willing to pay part of the price for my previous offense." Zaratul's eyes flashed with wisdom, "I can help you regain your strength in a short time."
"You want to be my ally?"
"Yes, because you can't pose a threat to me now, and Amon is your and my most powerful enemy."
"You can consider it." Pales put away the hostility on his face and said with a smile: "However, you must help me regain my strength first."
"I am trapped here and cannot fulfill my promise." As soon as Zaratul finished speaking, the fog of history began to surge outside.
Some people are breaking through the fog of history and want to come to this piece of history.
"Amon is here." Zaratul's eyes became more solemn.
"His true form cannot come in."
Palles was sure of this. Amon had always been cautious. Under the gaze of the stars, he would not easily let his body take risks.
Confirmation through clones, and then weaving a large net from the main body, this is his usual strategy.
"Not necessarily. Amon is now extremely eager to become a god. Maybe he will choose a desperate way." Zaratul had a different view.
Although He did not understand Amon as well as Pales, He understood Amon's unwillingness to succumb to Adam.
While they were chatting, a small transparent insect the size of a thumb emerged from the gray fog of history, the Worm of Time.
After its fat body completely emerged from the fog of history, it turned into the appearance of Amon.
"Pallez, Zaratul, you are really hiding here, it is really easy for me to find you."
Amon took out his crystal monocle and put it on
There was an inexplicable smile on his face.
His eyes were always fixed on Pales, as if looking at prey that he would never let go again.
"Were you talking about me just now?" Amon slowly approached, "Guess, is it my clone this time or my true body?"
"If you don't want to die here, take action!"
Pales shouted, and a huge clock rose behind him. The hands of time turned slightly, trying to restrain Amon's body briefly and buy himself time to escape.
Zaratul did not hesitate. He successively pulled out three historical pore images from the fog of history.
One is Russell Gustav, who is wearing a dark red coat embroidered with gold thread and has long curly chestnut hair.
One is the god Si'a from the Rose School of Thought, and the other is a high-ranking member of the Red Army of War.
Although he has known many angels in his career, Roselle Augustus, the Sequence 1 Knowledge Emperor, has always been his first choice for summons.
It is powerful, easy to summon, and almost never fails to summon.
"Time has been too long, so long that you have forgotten that the King of Angels is different from the general Sequence 1 in strength!"
Cold light flashed in Amon's crystal monocle. He looked at where Zarath was and directly stole his three historical aperture clones, allowing them to temporarily become his aid and help him drag Zarath down. picture.
The same mysterious clock behind him rose slowly, and the hands rotated at an extremely fast speed. They quickly turned around and around, completely suppressing Pales' authority and trying to restrain his body.
"This is Amon's true form!"
It wasn't until Amon showed his ferocious fangs that Pales realized that the Amon who risked his life and broke into the fog of history was actually his true form!
"How did you hide it from the incarnations of the stars that guarded outside the mists of history?"
"Oh, it's just a birth container." Amon said with contempt in his tone.
Even if the Star Container has complete consciousness, it still cannot block His true form.
"escape!"
Zarath, who was temporarily forced into a panic by the historical pore image he summoned, no longer had the idea of continuing to fight.
His act of summoning the pore images of history was full of flaws in Amon's eyes, and could easily be stolen. Instead, it became a means for Amon to deal with himself.
The authority of the King of Angels is far greater than that of his mysterious waiter in Sequence 1.
As Amon said, since the history of the Fourth Age, the King of Angels has basically never made a full-strength attack. No one knows how terrifying their strength is until they are truly faced.
As Zaratul retreated into the fog of history, Pales also seized the opportunity to escape into the fog of history. He deliberately chose the same direction as Zaratul.
Zaratul naturally understood his thoughts. If it were him, he would make the same choice.
"Oh, where can you escape to?"