Chapter 133 The plot is advancing steadily

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In the short film played in the Magic Mirror "Arrodes" home theater - the "Archaeology" activity of the Mechanical Heart, after a round of powerful artillery fire washed the ground, the "Mechanical Heart" blasted open the door of the mausoleum.

, led by the Archbishop of the Steam Church, the demigod Horamik Haydon, they entered the tomb of the Fourth Age nobleman who had not yet collapsed.

During this process, a team member was attacked by a human-skinned shadow, but he quickly escaped from the trap. Klein finally saw the main ingredient for the Sequence 6 potion that he had been longing for, and was secretly happy for a while.

After cleaning up the periphery of the tomb and finding nothing else, they gathered again and walked towards the corridor leading to the main tomb.

The indiscriminate bombing along the way eliminated most of the threats, and its high cost and bold style also made Klein's eyes widen.

The "Mechanical Heart" passed through the corridor without much effort. The only dangerous sealed object, the "Ghost Picture Frame" that was recorded to be able to seal the spirit body was also easily taken off by Archbishop Horamick Hayton, without having time to express it.

out of any danger.

At the end of the corridor, in the main tomb, there is a black stone door full of carved patterns, with a gray-white disk inlaid in the middle. The surface of the disk is divided into twelve grids, and there is a black pointer, just like a clock from the outside world.

Those grids are not evenly distributed on the disk, some are large and some are small, which is extremely uncoordinated, and half of each grid is covered with shadow.

"The coat of arms of the Amon family." Archbishop Horamik gave a brief introduction.

He did not explain the symbolic meaning of the coat of arms in detail, because only the deacon-level Ikanser Bernard was qualified to know.

Klein relied on his own accumulation of mysticism to try to interpret:

"The combination of the disk, the twelve grids, and the pointers clearly represents time, which is consistent with the fact that the 'Insect of Time' was left behind after the death of Amon's clone. The twelve grids that should have evenly divided the disk vary in size, covering a certain amount of time.

Does the shadow of Amon indicate that the Amon family is the dark side of time? Where does their title of 'blasphemer' come from?"

While Klein's thoughts were spinning, Archbishop Horamik pushed open the stone door without any protection.

The stone door is heavy and open at the back, revealing an extremely spacious tomb chamber.

There is a high platform in the center of the tomb, with a dark black coffin placed on it. There are iron-colored lamp stands on the surrounding walls, holding white candles that are still burning quietly.

All the candlelights did not flicker, they were quiet as if they were just a frozen scene.

On the straight line from the stone gate to the coffin, there are corpses lying one after another. They are either wearing black woolen coats and half-high silk top hats, or they are dressed in ordinary workers' clothes and equipped with peaked caps. It seems that they have just been worn in recent years.

People who enter here.

The group of Extraordinaries who recruited helpers before? How did they pass through the area in front? The human-skinned shadows and other monsters were obviously still alive... Klein stared at the corpses with questions in his mind.

Seeing this, he was immediately frightened.

All of the corpses had sparse white hair, dry wrinkled skin, and obvious markings, as if they were eighty or ninety-year-old men.

There were no obvious wounds on their bodies, and they seemed to be alive and dead, and they had just died and had not yet had time to decay.

Obviously, there will not be so many old Beyonders exploring the mausoleum. Even if the people here are found to be old, they will try to select young and strong ones when recruiting helpers... There is something weird here! Klein frowned slightly and looked around again

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He quickly thought of the "Insect of Time" left behind by Amon's clone, and of the Amon family coat of arms with the meaning of time on the stone door.

Making people age quickly is one of the extraordinary abilities of the Amon family? The dark side of time... the loopholes in time... Could it be that while making others age quickly, the members of the Amon family will regain their youth and gain a longer life?

?Wait a minute, these extraordinary people broke in here easily, maybe the owner of the tomb is deliberately indulgent, and he wants to rob others of their time to maintain his own existence... Klein looked at the black coffin on the high platform speculatively.

At this time, Horamik Haydn, a half-god and half-man strong man, raised his left hand, pressed it down and said, "You guys stop here."

"Yes, Your Excellency the Archbishop." Ikanser and others replied without hesitation.

Horamik looked forward, and his eyes stopped on a picture frame that was upside down at the bottom of the high platform.

He took steps forward without changing his expression, walking forward neither quickly nor slowly.

One step, two steps, three steps, Horamik, who was originally normal, suddenly trembled, and a sharp and astringent friction sound came from his body.

His pace began to slow down, his movements became stiff, and his skin became noticeably dry.

There's something wrong with this... It's not the age of a normal human being... What was the friction sound just now? Klein muttered in his mind.

Four steps, five steps, six steps, there was a tearing sound from Horamik's body, and something fell to the ground with a clang.

Klein looked subconsciously and saw a gear.

Gears full of rust!

Horamik continued to move forward, and things fell from time to time on his body, including rusty screws, melted wax blocks, yellowing bones, and loose springs... His figure became thinner and thinner, swaying, and he could sway at any time.

May disintegrate.

This is just like a robot... In the terminology of this era, it is like a living doll... Klein suddenly understood.

He remembered that when he was still in the Tingen professional team, Old Neil once said that the Sequence 4 of the Church of the Mother Goddess of the Earth was good at "life refining", and the sequence corresponding to the "generalist" path could barely do it.

And Horamik is a high-sequence powerhouse of the "General Knowledge" path!

The Horamik in front of me is not the real him, it is just a refined puppet. The reason why the "ghost frame" was ineffective just now is because the puppet has no spirit at all! The real Horamik should still be hanging far away.

A place... worthy of being a demigod... When Klein suddenly realized, the Archbishop walked to the high platform, bent his knees, bent his back, and turned the upside down picture frame over.

As the picture frame flipped over, a sudden wind blew in the closed mausoleum, blowing away the invisible confinement and silence.

The candles on the iron-colored lampstand burned quickly and became extremely bright, but they soon came to the end of their lives and melted away. The old corpses on the ground rotted quickly, and a stench filled the air.

In just a few seconds, the main tomb became dark, with only the lanterns held by the members of the "Machine Heart" barely illuminating the front.

Horamik picked up the picture frame on the ground and swayed up the stairs to the high platform. He came to the black coffin, stretched out his right palm and pushed hard.

With a squeaking and rubbing sound, the heavy coffin lid cracked a gap, and it seemed that it had not been nailed shut at all.

Horamik glanced down and said with the same voice:

"There is no body."

The screen then zoomed in, and Klein saw that the interior of the coffin was empty, with only a layer of pale golden cushions spread at the bottom, and a bug with twelve rings embroidered on the cushion.

At this time, Horamik turned his body, and the picture frame in his hand came into the eyes of Ikanser and others.

After just one glance, Klein's eyes suddenly froze.

It was a portrait of a young man with a smile on his face.

He has dark eyes and curly black hair.

He has a broad forehead and a thin face.

He hangs a crystal monocle.

He wore a black pointed hat.

Amon!

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Amon bought a freshly baked cake slice from a roadside shop, rolled it in cold whipped cream, sprinkled with biscuit crumbs and chocolate chips, and faithfully recreated the "crepe" he had been craving for a long time.

He has now replaced all the fancy monocles with basic ones, and his clothes have also been changed into the basic shirts, jackets and trousers worn by unemployed men. The thought of not being able to wear his beloved glasses for a long time in the future makes Amon heartbroken.

Not only did I put them all in my small room, I also bought a glass display cabinet with a lock.

He was sitting in the seating area of ​​the cake shop, slowly eating his dinner, with a cup of hot lemonade provided by the shop in his hand.

Through the glass, he leisurely and happily watched the people coming and going on the street, and saw several young thieves committing crimes, secretly taking pens, wallets, silk scarves and handkerchiefs from passers-by's pockets, and occasionally

Cooperate, one person comes to the elderly gentleman and pretends to ask for directions, and the other person steals the brand new silk scarf from the old gentleman's pocket.

The old gentleman quickly discovered something was wrong with the child who was absentmindedly asking for directions, and then found that his silk scarf had disappeared. He immediately turned around, but another child who hurriedly ran over took the silver pocket watch from his pocket.

The method of stealing is very crude. The deception teacher watched the theft behavior of ordinary people with great interest, and by the way, he looked for Amon in his heart for comparison - thanks to the ability of parasitism, Amon obviously has superior wisdom and stealing skills.

, but have never worked as a team.

So does Amon need to work as a team?

Maybe it depends on who the enemy is... If it's Medici, can I have a clone pretend to cooperate with him, and then... No, Medici is now the best conspirator in the world, I'm still far away

I can't compare with Him, not to mention that He laughed at me before.

What about Adam? No, it would be difficult to deceive that guy even if he is his true form, right?

For others, it may be obvious at a glance that it is a scam... And the ability of parasitism itself is equivalent to adding companions. The human sea tactic is rough but effective. The most important thing is that all interpretation rights belong to the ontology. It seems that there is really no need to consciously team up.

cooperate.

Amon was lost in thought and took a sip of lemonade. When he looked out the window at the farce again, he was surprised to find that the old gentleman actually grabbed a child and shouted that the child was a thief.

A group of passers-by came to watch and cheer.

The police officers from Silveras Field also arrived quickly and wanted to take the child away and take him away from the scene.

Is it this child? There were four people in the theft gang just now. The one with black hair stole the silver pocket watch, the one with blue scarf took away the silk scarf, and the one without shoes took away a few pennies. Only the child with yellow hair was asking.

Lu, if you haven’t stolen anything, you are not a qualified thief.

The theft caused quite a commotion, and even the clerks and customers in the bakery watched the commotion with curiosity.

Backlund's dirty environment and heavy labor have turned many children into orphans and thieves, and have prevented adults from surviving for more than two generations. These people who do not have the ability to survive independently can only make a living by begging and stealing.

Although thefts usually occur frequently in the East District, this time, a few children committed crimes in a gang on the street too boldly. Silverfield deliberately killed the chickens to scare the monkeys, and no matter how hard the kidnapped children struggled, they would not let go in defense.
To be continued...