Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"Hunt the wandering demonic wolf clan and recover their characteristics..."

"In response to the liquidation operation against the dragon clan, we will continue to trace the whereabouts of Alsuhod..."

"The elves still have rebels gathering, restricting their scope of activities..."

"Strengthen restrictions on various extraordinary paths and try to control the number of new generation extraordinary people..."

"Let each diocese conduct strict investigations. If any cultists who believe in the dark night are found, they will be quickly arrested or purified..."

Amon digested the news from the clones from all directions. Due to different locations, the news from each town was slightly different, but the only thing that remained unchanged was the vigorous cleaning up of heretics.

The ability of the "Decryption Scholar" was activated naturally. He could smell traces of chaos from these anomalies, but he did not know the reason for his father's sudden change of policy.

The secret organization that believes in the dark night has always existed. Even though Amon has never encountered definite evidence, the place where his clone can go is very wide. As long as the remaining threads are pieced together bit by bit, the secret sect can be woven. Fuzzy prototype.

It's just that this sect has a long history of existence, but it has been operating unknown to anyone. It is probably protected by beings at the true divine level.

The father has the authority of "omniscience and omnipotence". It is impossible that he didn't know about this earlier. Why did he suddenly attack the other party?

Amon felt that he might be able to ask Medici for advice on this matter, and the "conspirator" might be able to see more abnormalities.

But when he thought about the ridicule that Medici would make, Amon felt that it would be better to discuss it with someone else.

Subconsciously, all he could think of was Adam and Zoya.

It would be great if my brothers and friends could be more "frank", so they wouldn't be so boring...

But where is Zoya now?

Amon pinched the monocle at his right eye and once again "stealed" to collect all the information known to the clone. However, Amon searched through his clone's memory and could not find any accurate information.

There was no trace of Zoya anywhere, and the feedback from the clones that Amon deliberately left in several monasteries was "not seen." Zoya doesn’t know how to be “psychologically invisible”.

Could it be that He is in the Father’s Kingdom of God again?

Amon tilted his head, and his figure disappeared from the place, arriving at the edge of Eden. He circled here several times, but finally left again, heading for the depths of a remote mountain forest.

Without the guidance of Sasril, no one can directly enter Eden now. This is also one of the recent changes. Originally, the two sons of God and the King of Angels could enter and exit at will, but now, there is a faint Change seems to be happening.

Amon didn't quite understand, so he tried to find the familiar two, but now he couldn't find Zoya, could he still find Adam?

In fact, He recited Adam's name silently in his heart several times, but did not receive any response. The blond Son of God did not appear nearby, and he lifted his "psychological invisibility" and came out.

Blinking his black eyes, Amon looked around at the primitive forest that was so lush that there was no human trace around him. He pinched the monocle of his right eye and began to quickly parasitize all the creatures around him, including in the air and in the soil. It was difficult to directly use his naked eyes to Little things observed.

When the number of clones reached hundreds, Amon and the clones with obvious patterns on their right eyes all opened their mouths, calling the name "Adam" on their lips and in their hearts at the same time.

It does not require an honorary name, but only a "real name" with a strong mystical significance, which is enough for Adam to hear it.

Amon has always felt that his brother's ability is very convenient, but also very annoying.

He thought many times that if he heard a voice every time his name was mentioned, how annoying would it be for Medici to scold him in his mouth and heart every day.

However, today, Amon called for several hours, until the afternoon sun gradually turned westward and the sunset sky turned purple, but Amon did not respond.

This is very wrong.

Amon asked the clone to continue chanting, and he began to decorate the altar through various miscellaneous items stored in "Uniqueness", preparing to pray to his father - although the handler of the last prayer was most likely Sasril, but Amon I think it doesn't matter, as long as I can be contacted remotely, at least as the "Dark Angel" as the deputy king of heaven, there is a high probability that he has Zoya's traces.

But before Amon really started praying, Adam's voice finally sounded in the air: "You have to give me some time to travel. I heard you when you called out for the first time."

Amon folded his hands in front of him and raised his head with displeasure. In his small movements and words, you can always see the vague shadow of Medici: "You haven't appeared all the time. I can't do anything." Don’t you want to do it?”

Listening to this, it seems that Adam was still at fault.

The Son of God, wearing a simple white robe, walked out of the air and glanced helplessly at the clones around him who were still shouting his name. Amon did not give an order, but these clones did not stop such behavior and were happy to give Adam a little harassment.

Listening to his name echoing physically and in his mind at the same time, Adam looked at his black-haired brother and sighed softly: "Zoya is not here."

"I also want to ask you where Zoya went? You and Him seem to have a strange tacit understanding. I think you might know."

Amon noticed that Adam was looking at the simple ceremony site on the ground. Instead, he grabbed the various "stolen items" he had just taken out and stole them again, with a smile on his face, as if he had nothing just now. As if doing it.

However, there was a rare expression on Adam's face. He frowned and said to Amon seriously: "Father may not answer prayers for a long time."

Amon looked at Adam strangely: "Isn't Saslier always handling this matter?"

"No, father will also..." Adam paused for a few seconds, as if he didn't want to talk more about this matter, "If you want to find Zoya, I can take you there, but the journey is a bit far."

"I can steal distance."

Adam shook his head: "No, that place can only be entered on foot. There is a very strict blockade nearby. If you try to find a weak point to enter, I'm afraid it will attract attention."

Amon was very confused: "There are people who are not afraid of being discovered. Could it be that 'psychological invisibility' doesn't work?"

Adam was silent for two seconds: "I won't let you steal my ability."

Amon's brows also gradually wrinkled, and he also noticed that Adam was not holding the imaginary quill and paper as usual, but just put his hands in front of him.

Judging from such details alone, Adam was not as indifferent as he appeared on the outside. No matter how calm his tone was, he intentionally or unintentionally showed the seriousness of this matter from the side.

Amon quickly came to a corresponding conclusion: "So the place you mentioned...did our father leave a special seal?"

"If anyone wants to enter through special means, they will immediately attract Sasril's attention." Adam replied, acquiescing to Amon's previous words.

The doubts in Amon's heart have deepened. Such frequent changes recently gave him a bad premonition - the spiritual intuition of a born mythical creature rarely deviates unless it encounters more powerful interference.

At least Zoya's current situation prevented Amon from having any optimistic thoughts. He glanced at Adam, one thought after another in his mind. At this moment, Amon wanted to ask why Adam always knew more than he did.

But Amon didn't, so He turned and said, "Did you just come out from there?"

When asking this question, Amon also pushed up his monocle. Under the aggregation effect, the nearby clones turned into a stream of light and gathered around him, disappearing under the slightly fluttering black robe.

The surroundings returned to silence, but there was a slight change in Adam's demeanor, which still allowed Amon to detect the abnormality. There was a trace of emotional fluctuations that were completely different from usual.

This is not what the "audience" should be doing.

The previous noisy calls of the clones disappeared, and the surrounding became quite quiet.

This solemn atmosphere lasted for a moment before Adam spoke again: "I don't think you should go see Him. Zoya's situation is worse than before."

Contrary to Adam's expectation, after these words, Amon remained silent for longer than him. In those crow-like black eyes, the always dancing smile disappeared, and there was only a layer of inner indifference covered by shadows:

"Then I want to ask Zoya the question, will you give me the answer?"

Adam's brows relaxed: "What do you want to ask Him?"

"Why have there been so many changes recently? Zoya can see the source of the changes in fate. How about you? Can you find a reasonable explanation from the sea of ​​subconsciousness?"

Amon asked, looking into his brother's clear and peaceful eyes.

Adam's hand moved slightly, and Amon was convinced that Adam's action was to take out the quill and continue writing a dramatic turn, making the matter vague and boring, and then Amon would put it aside. to a less important corner.

"No, you can't change this thing at will." Amon's face was full of indifference, "You can't push me to Him and cut off this relationship at will."

Adam showed a gentle smile: "Is He so important to you?"

Amon adjusted his monocle: "No, the important thing is not Him, but another thing Zoya is associated with. I'm not sure what it is, but I can feel a strong attraction. Even if there is nothing People have told me that I can detect that secret connection, too.”

"I thought you would truly consider Him a friend."

The gloom in Amon's eyes disappeared, and he looked back at Adam with a smile: "Have I seen through your script and made you unhappy?"

"No, I didn't think you would keep ignoring this matter." Adam shook his head, his expression completely restored to its usual calmness, "As for my script, whether those directions are true or false, only You know it yourself.”

Amon walked up and patted Adam's shoulder affectionately: "Lead the way, let's go see that poor guy."