"Error"...bug...is this the essence of the "thief" approach? While Klein suddenly realized something, he also confirmed something.

That is the ancient sun god, the creator of Silver City, and Amon's father, who really comes from the earth

The word Amon just said is in standard English!

My fellow villager, your two children have made me suffer... It would be better if they are like Bernardy... Klein asked curiously while complaining in his heart:

"Are you going to take advantage of this dream world, a loophole?"

Klein controlled himself and did not use a "bug" to express it, so as not to arouse Amon's suspicion due to his excessively normal accent and reveal a trump card in vain.

Faced with such an angel king who can steal his ideas and deeply parasitic, his trump cards are very few. Every one must be used well, and maybe it will produce miraculous effects at any time.

At this time, Amon had already walked outside the Black Monastery.

He put his hands in his pocket and made no moves, allowing the heavy door to open itself, as if he was welcoming the arrival of the distinguished guests.

"You can think so, but it's actually a little more complicated than this." Amon did not show the majesty of a "blasphemer" at all, and answered Klein's question leisurely and casually. "There is no error or loophole in this dream world itself. It's just that due to various conflicts of residual divine powers, some places seem to be more chaotic, and I can use this chaos to create a loophole."

As the tall main door prepared for the giant was completely open, Amon pinched the monocles he was wearing, walked forward through the hall, and went deeper into the interior.

During this process, He smiled and gave further explanation:

"You should be very clear that this monastery is made up of dreams."

"Well, the dreams of different creatures from the ruins of the gods and wars." Klein thought for a moment and added, "It may also be the legacy of some dreams in the past."

At this time, one person was walking on a winding black staircase one day, and the light of dusk shone in from the stained glass at a high place, bringing the fiery red sacred.

Amon touched the relief of the human skull on the handrail and smiled and admired everything around him:

"Normal, wherever you enter this dream world, you will also be there when you wake up, regardless of whether you are in the dream of other creatures in other seas."

Klein couldn't nod, he could only express his point of view in words:

"right."

"After I create a loophole, I can enter other dreams and wake up at the corresponding location. Obviously, this monastery is much smaller than the ruins outside and has a more compact structure. Maybe in a few minutes we can reach our destination." Amon's tone brought a little joy.

To Him, creating and exploiting loopholes seemed like a happy thing in itself.

...This...Amon could actually use this method to quickly pass the ruins of the gods. Not only for a week or two, but not even a one or two hours will not be wasted... He is worthy of being the king of angels, the "blasphemer" of the Fourth Age... The glimmer of hope that Klein just now disappeared instantly.

He didn't know whether Amon deliberately did not explain in advance, so as to enjoy the process of bubbles of hope that were exposed again and again, or he didn't care about such trivial matters at all, so he could only control his strong frustration and said:

"You want to support this key dream of the illusory world?"

He remembered that "mysterious queen" Bernadette had even dared not enter behind the black wooden door in the deepest part of the monastery.

"It's not me, it's us." Amon replied with a smile.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, raised his hand to adjust the position of his glasses, and asked with interest:

"Why do you put a monocle on the secret puppet?

"This makes me not need to prepare myself."

"..." Klein embarrassed for a second, thought for a second, and decided to answer truthfully, "Not long ago, in order to digest the 'Strange Wizard' potion, I specially put on these monocles in front of the evil spirit of the Red Angel."

Amon, who was walking down the stairs step by step, suddenly stopped, looked at Klein with a smile on his face, and said:

“It’s very thoughtful.”

The "Engel of Time" then said thoughtfully:

"That guy Medic is not dead yet. Next time, if I meet Him, I will become yours and wear monocles before Him."

...Poor Sauron Einhorn Medic... You are a complete angel king, are you so boring... This is the so-called "God of Pranks"? Klein sighed and didn't know what to say.

Amon pressed the crystal-carved monocle glasses and asked:

"Did you put these glasses on your left eye?"

"How did you know?" Klein was startled, thinking that Amon had stole the scene from the fog of history.

"How do I know?" Amon said with a smile, "There are two possibilities. One is that you are from the low sequence, you are definitely not the opponent of that guy Medic, afraid of pretending to be too real, and encountering fatal subconscious attacks. The other is that if you have the intention to imitate me and complete the correct imitation, then I may be able to detect this with the help of the ripples of fate. Since I have not discovered it, it means that the monocle is wearing the wrong position.

"Guess what is the possibility."

...I will choose the most dangerous possibility, whether it is true or false... In this way, I will be more careful and cautious in similar matters in the future... Of course, first of all, there must be a future... Because Amon was not vicious and oppressed before, Klein relaxed a little bit of alert and felt that the other party was a good angel king to get along with. Now, he suddenly woke up and understood that this was the trait of the top fraudster!

"The second possibility." Klein gave his own answer.

Amon didn't go to answer if he was right. After walking the stairs, he came to the bottom floor of the monastery and stopped in front of a black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

"I've been here. Once this door is fully opened, the power inside will shatter the entire dream world." Klein took the initiative, trying to extract more historical secrets from Amon.

Amon Tan held the handle, and said while twisting without any expression on his thin face:

"This is my father's last dream, and the corresponding place is where He fell."

...The ruins of the gods' war were the battlefield where "Reden Rose" besieged the ancient sun god. It was the source of the catastrophe? Klein was so energetic that he felt aroused.

For this answer, after understanding the composition of "Red Salvation Rose", compared with the various abnormalities in the ruins of the Divine War, he had already made corresponding guesses. It is not too shocked now. Instead, the "ancient scholars" potion has been digested to a certain extent.

Immediately afterwards, he burst into indescribable sighs.

This is the closest time he and the ancient sun god were.

When I saw it through "Dream Divination", I was separated by a distant time and space.

The ancient sun god and Rossel's great hasdu are the protagonists of the same era, but they ended in a sad ending... Rossel also has the means of resurrection left behind. I wonder if this former "creator" has similar arrangements... "Dark Angel" Sasrier? "Real Creator"? Klein's thoughts were full of thoughts, and Amon opened the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

There is a sea inside, directed by the dazzling sunlight, and there seems to be a large area of ​​rich golden color hidden in the water waves.

Last time, Klein didn't understand what the rich golden color of this blockbuster represents, but now he has a preliminary idea:

That is the blood of the ancient sun god!

Before his death, He was influenced by the power of "night" and fell into a dream, dreaming that he was divided into pieces and stained the sea with blood.

Bang!

As the black wooden door opened, an unimaginable breath penetrated, causing the entire monastery to shake significantly, as if it had encountered an earthquake that could destroy the world.

In the falling dust and collapsed stone bricks, Amon and Klein entered the golden ocean through the wooden door.

Klein then felt his spirit melting and his spirit evaporating. In a few seconds, he would become the nourishment for this dream.

At this time, on the monocle glasses made of Amona crystal, blazing white and pure light burst out, shattering the dream world in an instant.

He returned the stolen day to the ruins of the gods, and made the transition from night to day!

At the same time, His and Klein's figures became slightly transparent, and then appeared directly in the air of a sea dyed golden.

Here, there are high temperatures that are more than Klein imagined, but not as dangerous as in dreams.

In other words, this ocean in the core area of ​​the God War ruins was divided into safe areas due to the conflicts of various divine powers. As long as you do not explore blindly, there will be no big problems.

The next second, Amon's monocle glasses absorbed all the light around him, making himself extremely bright.

Day was stolen, night fell again, and Amon and Klein landed on an island in a safe area and re-entered the dream world.

This time, they appeared outside the black wooden door covered with strange patterns.

Amon straightened the monocle glasses that were wearing on his right eye, gently pulled his left hand, and stole the distance between here and the gate of the monastery.

He and Klein walked forward at the same time, left the monastery, and came to the edge of the cliff, opposite the projection of the "Giant Court" frozen in dusk.

Klein thought Amon would follow the process and recite the corresponding name next, but he just raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The sea of ​​clouds that separated the two peaks instantly boiled, splitting to the left and right sides, revealing a dark gap at the bottom that was invisible.

The projection of the "Giant King Court" opposite suddenly absorbed all the dusk light, allowing them to rush forward and fill the deep gap.

So, between the two peaks, in the ethereal sea of ​​clouds, an orange-red road of light appeared.

"Let's go." Amon laughed softly, jumped forward from the cliff, and fell towards the passage condensed by the dusk in the sound of clothes.
Chapter completed!