How do you answer me?"

Amon pondered for a moment and asked shamelessly: "How to answer?"

"Your expression is quite irritating. But I am an adult and I am not as knowledgeable as a child."

Medici grinned: "He will probably reply from the perspectives of 'boring', 'stupid', and 'nostalgia'."

"What would you say?"

I can understand boredom, and stupidity can also be regarded as a kind of tit for tat. So what exactly does "nostalgia" refer to...is it the name "little crow"? Amon carefully analyzed and thought carefully, and found that our most changing animal image is indeed

It's a crow, and the adjective "small" can be used simply as a slight, so how did "nostalgia" come about? Did the word have any special meaning in the past? To express closeness? Or is it a historical reference to the Glorious Era era?

Refers to? But if there is such a special reaction to this title, then the ontology is actually...

The clone glanced in the direction of the study, thought for a while, and answered cautiously:

"Do you still need to miss the past?"

"I kind of understand the meaning of the original body. He is saying that you are still living in the past. Although you have experienced so much and been dead for almost two thousand years, your memory has always stayed in the kingdom of heaven, and you are obsessed with it."

Medici raised his eyebrows.

Amon said seriously: "You are back."

The black-haired hunter's face clearly showed surprise. Medici was surprised by this answer, and then let out a series of loud and bold laughter. He smiled breathlessly and stretched out his hand.

When he wanted to touch Amon's head, Amon immediately cheated the space and avoided it.

"Very good, very good! You said it very well, little crow!"

The hunter laughed so hard that tears came out. He wiped away his tears and stopped provoking with sarcastic and sarcastic tone. The evil spirit straightened his back, and his aura suddenly changed. When the container stopped smiling or sneered,

It looks a bit like Medici.

"Yes, I'm back."

Red Angel raised the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath intoxicatedly, and the confident and arrogant smile appeared on this face again:

"The repairs are over, and the war will begin again!"

"The Lord has returned, and I must accompany Him as a weapon again. This time, let all the damn seven gods go to hell!"

Amon applauded Him.

"And your boy is, well, a pleasant little crow."

Medici changed the subject and his expression gradually became evil: "I think you are much more lovable than your true form. Do you want to come under my command and be an adjutant? Then we will join forces to hack him to death, and then let you be the true form!"

"

"I reject."

Amon replied instantly: "You should start with Restoration Sequence 3 first."

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At around ten o'clock in the morning, all procedures and identity certificates were prepared, and the members of the Aurora Society were about to move to a new temporary base, "Faye Manor" more than a hundred miles southwest of Backlund.

The Dark Saint took the key from Edward's hand and summoned everyone. Since the streets outside are now full of Beyonders and plainclothes policemen from the three major churches, searching for clues about Aurora Society personnel, the procedures for leaving the city will also be monitored.

So carriage transfer is impossible.

Fortunately, Faye Manor is also adjacent to East Tucker County. In order to create a normal relocation route, some people can be transferred from East Tucker County, leaving an aboveboard movement track and settling in naturally, while most of the remaining people

Then go to the sealed objects in batches through the door.

Mr.

It took more than two hours to transfer hundreds of people from the Aurora Club one after another, and the crowded living room and second floor finally became empty again.

Edward snapped his fingers, and the demons and some shadows in the collection cabinet were thrown out. They did not need any instructions at all, and completed the division of labor consciously and skillfully. They began to clean the carpet, discard the debris, mop the floor, and do their best.

Ability to be meticulous.

Amon was sitting on the armrest on the second floor, looking down at the servants on the first floor who were busy going back and forth, and suddenly asked: "I remember that demons can all derive their own abilities. Your ability is "transaction". Then Beria before

What are the unique abilities of the family’s angels?”

"It seems like a 'second life'."

Edward replied nonchalantly: "But I didn't accurately grasp it, because this ability should be used when resisting my dirty words "death". After all, we are angels of the same level, and the blessing of the Mother Tree of Desire is only

Just block out my sense of crisis."

"So that's it, you-"

Amon's words suddenly stopped.

He felt a certain gaze suddenly dropped on him, but it was not directed at him.

Amon watched helplessly as the usual smile on Edward's face disappeared without a trace in an instant. The whites of his eyes turned black, blue flames ignited in his pupils, and his clothes seemed to be held up by something.

The skin under the sleeves glowed with a metallic black cold light.

Slowly, slowly, he turned his head and looked at a certain point in the void, as if he was looking at something from a distance.

"...a fool who does not belong to this era."

"The mysterious master above the gray fog."

"The King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck?"

After two seconds of silence, the Outer God began to murmur to himself. Amon took a breath of air and faintly uttered the word "Origin Castle" from between his teeth. His figure quickly shrank and turned into an unattractive figure.

Attention crow.

TBC

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Klein: Are you kidding me? I'm super brave.
Chapter completed!