Chapter 612 Reality

"what is that?"

Esther suppressed her abnormal emotions, but her voice was trembling, and she even realized that she was afraid - not afraid of Amon, but afraid of some "thing" that he had taken away.

Amon clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards Esther with a smile, circling around her who was standing frozen on the spot: "How about exchanging one question for another?"

"What the hell was that? You took something that didn't belong to you—"

Amon stopped in front of Esther, the arrogance in his eyes was not hidden: "It's a pity, because it was taken away by me, it belongs to me now. I am a 'thief', as long as it is something that can be stolen by me , of course I can take it for myself.”

Esther stared hard at Amon, or more precisely, at the monocle, which made the anger in her heart clearer and had a tangible outline.

But why does she feel such deep resentment? Even during the time when the two were in a stalemate because of the "Lord of Mysteries", Esther had never had such clear hatred. Her eyebrows kept throbbing, and she hadn't felt this way for a long time.

"You see, that is not your extraordinary characteristic, but you still occupy it and make it indivisible," Amon whispered, having a very subtle understanding of Esther's faint signs of losing control now, " And I just did the same thing, what’s wrong with that?”

His tone was calm, with a smile on his face, but there was only darkness in his eyes: "Isn't this part of your 'fate'? You should have seen this day long ago. I just took back what you owed me." Interest."

Esther's sneer was more of a show of force: "Ha, it sounds like you are still waiting to take back my extraordinary characteristics."

"Why else would I be watching you? Collecting extraordinary characteristics is also a special game, but if you ask me to give away the extraordinary characteristics, do you think I am as stupid as you?"

Esther didn't speak, but her mocking rebuttal was written directly on her face. She was still frowning, and the previous weird emotions slowly calmed down, as if the "hatred" had substance and was drawing away from Esther. Her unique spiritual body allowed her to regain herself.

Amon held his lenses and measured the changes in Esther's emotions. There was a more sincere smile in his black eyes: "It's just that I didn't expect such an unexpected gain. Judging from your emotional reaction, you also Also not expected.”

Esther clicked her right eyebrow: "If that is really the uniqueness of 'destiny', how come it is in your hands? No, you shouldn't be able to suppress it so easily. You are not even a true god."

This sentence made Amon give Esther a childish look: "I can do it anyway."

Seeing Esther start to lose focus, Amon cleared his throat: "But I can share something else with you."

Esther has learned to be smart a long time ago, but any news that comes out of Amon's mouth, whether true or false, will not end well: "I don't have much interest."

But Amon had no intention of considering Esther's feelings from the beginning. He clicked on the lens, and a simple barrier to isolate the outside world took shape around the two of them.

After taking the necessary protective measures, Amon called "Adam" twice in his heart and waited for a few seconds. Judging from the feedback from the clones everywhere, they did not steal the attention they deserved.

Knowing that his brother was not watching here, Amon looked at Esther and asked:

"Have you ever heard of 'Fate'?"

Esther was stunned for a moment and shook her head: "Are you saying that someone in the 'Destiny' path has become a god?"

"No, he is the 'faith' of another world. There is a group of creatures who believe in the 'Goddess of Destiny'. They are guarding and maintaining the dreamland and trying to glue it together with the spiritual world of the real world."

Esther recalled that before she walked into the fog, the two had discussed related matters: "Wait, the 'Clover' has returned from the dreamland? Really returned?"

"It's not intact, but it did return to the real world," Amon bowed very gentlemanly, "and my clone provided a little help. Although I really don't want to pay attention to those Extraordinaries, But I think helping them survive can help you change your mind about me."

"When you say 'survive', you don't mean becoming Amon, right?"

"Not this time."

Maybe it will be next time - Esther could hear the implication of this sentence, and she nodded in frustration: "Thank you."

Amon ignored Esther's depressed mood and continued to speak, very persistently sharing what he had learned, especially the modified part: "I also know the truth about the 'Dreamland', This entire world has been destroyed once.”

He paused for two seconds, and there was a hint of confusion in his tone: "I don't know why. My father has never told me this story. It is obviously more important."

Esther was even more confused than Amon: "Didn't you already know that the civilization of this world was once destroyed? Dazhberg also brought some knowledge from the old world, and he never shied away from this, including Some special creations..."

Amon sighed inaudibly: "As expected, your memory has always been incomplete."

"What's the meaning?"

"The memory of the world's destruction will only remain in the symbols related to the essence of the old people," Amon pointed to his monocle, "but you lost such an important thing."

——

Klein walked on the scorched wasteland. There was no longer a white snake lurking outside the tower in front of him, and it looked even more lonely.

Tomorrow was the day for the planned "assassination". If someone had told Klein a long time ago that he would assassinate the King of Loon one day, Klein would only consider recommending the nearest mental hospital to the other party.

But before completing the absurd plan tomorrow, Klein didn't expect Will Auceptin to contact him in his dream. He had also agreed to borrow the other party's power and could pull the historical projection of the "Mercury Snake" at any time, but now Will asked him to come over. Is there something else going on?

Klein skillfully pushed open the door of the tower and walked up the spiral staircase to the top floor.

The moment he pushed open the door, he heard the baby's shrill, crying voice: "The process of merging reality and fantasy has begun! I dreamed that the two worlds completely overlapped!"

Klein's first reaction was that the "end of the world" would come early, but when he saw Will's tearful face, he forced himself to calm down: "Does that mean that the real world will undergo a drastic change?"

"I don't know."

"Then what key did you dream about? Why is it like this?"

"I don't know..."

Klein was silent for a few seconds: "Are you sure this is a precognitive dream?"

Seeing the embarrassment on Will Auceptin's flushed cheeks, Klein waved his hand with a headache and interrupted the third "I don't know".

He walked to the cradle and looked down at the baby inside: "If my intuition is correct, this may be related to a god."

"If it is that kind of power, it is indeed possible," Will sucked his fingers and spoke vaguely, "I don't know what I can do, but I feel that I must tell you about this situation..."

Will paused and said awkwardly: "You are the only one among all the people I know who knows the existence of the 'Dreamland'. I can't keep such a dangerous situation to myself."

Klein nodded solemnly: "Thank you, this is very important news."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing," Will clenched his fists twice, "This is for you, I wish you good luck tomorrow."

Klein's words were hidden in his heart, "It's good luck to be able to survive."