Chapter 393: Amon and Jiejie Monster's First Meeting

The chaos in the Black Horn Region can be seen in these small towns in the Black Region Plain. Although it is not deep yet, it is not far from the normal country, but it is already in a very disorderly state.

Amon had just entered the town for less than five minutes and had not walked more than 300 steps, but he had already witnessed three murders!

Although he was the one who did all three...

"Tsk, I just asked for directions, is it necessary to be so irritable? You greeted my family as soon as you opened your mouth, although I don't mind it... but if a grasshopper jumps at my feet, I don't mind stepping on it to death."

Amon muttered to himself and stepped on a thin but fierce-looking woman on the ground.

He crushed one of her palms like crushing a beetle.

"I ask, you answer."

"Bah, if you have the guts..."

With a bang, red and white splashed, Amon was in no mood to listen to her cruel words, so he stomped her head to pieces.

Anyway, there are still many people, and he can always ask.

After Amon killed the woman without changing his expression, he set his sights on a middle-aged man not far away.

This time, it seemed much smoother. The middle-aged man answered Amon's questions very respectfully, and while answering, he would look at the headless body lying on the ground from time to time.

Obviously, the woman was also the type that was not easy to mess with in this small town.

"Brother, it's him, who killed my sister!"

A voice came, and a great fighter came over surrounded by several fighters.

Amon glanced at him, and before he said anything impolite, he showed a little momentum to him.

The great fighter with a scar on his face first flashed a trace of shock, and then his expression immediately became humble, no longer as aggressive as at the beginning.

The starlight on the lens flowed, and a starlight sank into the body of a fighter with slightly higher strength beside the great fighter at a speed that people present could hardly react to.

Amon did not waste time on them and walked towards the map store he asked about.

After walking down a street, turning left at a three-way intersection, and continuing forward for about a hundred meters, he came to the door of a somewhat shabby shop.

After entering, Amon looked at the shop owner for a few times.

This was an old man over fifty years old with gray hair. He wore a pair of glasses and was drawing on a piece of parchment on the table.

When he found someone coming in, he immediately stood up to greet them.

"Welcome, sir, what do you need?"

After all, not all the map sellers are called Hai Bodong. This is just an ordinary fighter.

"I need a map of the Black Horn Region. The more detailed you have, the better." Amon said with a smile.

The shop owner smiled a little more and became more enthusiastic... This is a big customer!

"Guest, I don't have a map of the entire Black Horn Region. After all, the Black Horn Region is so big, and I'm just a small shop."

"It doesn't matter, just take out what you have."

The shop owner took out several long boxes from under the counter, which contained maps made of animal skins.

Amon paid the money and completed the transaction. When he was about to leave the store, the boss suddenly said: "Guest, the Black Horn Region is very large, and black storms blow from time to time, which makes it very easy to get lost. If you are caught in it, even a Dou Wang strongman will be in danger. "Maybe you can find a caravan and travel with them, so that you can have someone to take care of you on the road." "I see." Amon nodded. He left the store and walked out of the town without following the advice of the map shop owner. "Let's go, I'm in a hurry. "The Dancing Corpse Crow returned to its huge size, and Amon flipped over and jumped onto the crow's back.

The Dancing Corpse Crow quickly rose into the air and flew deeper into the Black Domain Plain.

Half a day later, Amon, sitting on the bird's back, suddenly turned his head and looked to the left.

In the distance, as far as the eye could see, there was a dark mass. A huge cyclone connecting the sky and the earth was like a rolling bowling ball, rotating and moving forward.

It seemed slow, but it was actually moving quickly from far to near.

"I can't hide anymore, the atmosphere is too wide." The Dancing Corpse Crow spoke in human language.

"Black storm...then dig a hole in the ground to hide. "

After landing on the ground, Amon stretched out his right hand, spread his palm, and a green flame gushed out.

The terrifying high temperature melted the earth and burned a deep and narrow cave.

Amon walked into the cave, and the corpse crow followed behind him.

Soon after they entered the cave, the black storm suddenly descended.

The strong wind blew, sweeping everything on the ground into the sky. In this endless storm, the outlines of trees, rocks, and some small animals can be vaguely seen.

This is why there is no permanent settlement in the central area of ​​the Black Domain Plain... Amon took a slightly simplified map covering most of the Black Horn Domain and thought in his heart.

Putting away the map, he watched the strong wind blowing from the cave entrance with interest. In the darkness, there was a faint black fog floating by.

"Did you see it?" Amon raised his right hand and touched the bottom edge of his monocle with the knuckles of his index finger.

"Well, it's a monster. "The Corpse Dance Crow jumped to his side and stroked the eye socket on his right eye with his right wing.

A ray of starlight emerged from Amon's body, and a Dou Wang-level spirit insect was suspended in the air.

It was surrounded by shining light. In the light, the simple outline of a person was slowly outlined.

The light gradually faded, but the figure became clearer and clearer.

Finally, an Amon who looked the same as the original appeared at the entrance of the cave. He used his fighting spirit to condense a black robe, a soft hat, and a monocle.

"Go and get in touch with the Jiejie monster. If you can, join the Soul Palace." The original Amon looked at the clone in front of him with a gentle smile on his face.

The clone Amon tutted: "Why don't you go by yourself?"

"Because it's dangerous, you might die... so I have to ask you for help." Amon's mouth curled up and outlined a smile.

"Hardship for the clone, right..." This Amon muttered, looking a little reluctant.

However, he did not refuse the original's request after all. After complaining for a while, he restrained his emotions, pinched his monocle, put on a smile at the corner of his mouth, condensed his fighting spirit wings, and flew in the direction where the black fog drifted away.

With his Dou Wang-level strength, it would not be too difficult to resist the black storm. As long as he did not stay in the storm for a long time, there would not be too much danger.

Ten minutes later, he finally caught up with the black fog that was in no hurry to travel.

Amon smiled and said loudly: "Protector, please stay!"

The black fog stopped and shrank a little, revealing a vague figure.

He laughed his signature laugh: "Hehehe...

"You have followed me for so long, why? If you don't tell me the reason, then your soul will belong to me. "