Part 5 The Red Priestess Chapter 60 The Final Chapter and Epilogue
It was an ordinary thousand paper cranes that had just flown out and burst into crimson flames, dropping some ashes.
Amon, who was looking at the mid-air, suddenly turned his head sideways to look at the paper crane carrying the blazing flowers and raised his palm again.
The eyes underneath that monocle had long since lit up with an eerie cold light.
Steeply, the flames on the surface of the crane disappeared, Klein’s ability to swap positions with the secret puppet disappeared, the ability to “manipulate flames” disappeared, the ability to “jump over flames” disappeared, and the ability to “air cannon” disappeared! “Air Cannon” disappeared!
In this instant, he had a full six extraordinary abilities stolen from him, including four that were quite important!
If Amon had been able to do a few more steals, Klein might have simply become ordinary.
This was “stealing” on the angelic level!
In the dimming light of the fire, the crane slowly drifted away.
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Inside a black stroller at Dr. Allen’s house in Birkeland.
Wrapped in silver silk, Will Onsettin Krebs wiped his mouth, wiped his eyes, and muttered:
”Life is so hard ……”
Before the words left his mouth, K took out an item shaped like the staff of a walking stick and inlaid with clear gems from somewhere.
Pure and clear light then lit up, illuminating the calendar in the room clearly.
Today, Tuesday. (Note 1)
……
160 Birklund Street, in the garden of Dawn Dantes.
The thousand paper cranes, which had been burned to a mangled and mostly charred state, suddenly solidified in mid-air, and one after another complex mercury-colored symbols jumped out of it one after another, instantly connecting to form a gigantic and illusory scale-less snake.
On the surface of this huge silver-white serpent, densely packed patterns and symbols formed one rotating wheel after another that were connected to each other, and each rotating wheel was surrounded by different markings.
With a sweep of its bright red, icy eyes, this giant snake rose up into the air above Berklund Street, flexed its body, and bit down on its own tail.
Its shadow enveloped the entire neighborhood like a mysterious, exaggerated spinning wheel.
In a flash, Councillor Macht, Madame Liana, and several footmen and maids in the sitting room of 39 Birklund Street, put away their smiles, and at the same time lifted their hands, removed the monocles they wore on their faces, and made them, in their palms, phantom one after the other, and turn them into ray after ray of light.
Immediately afterward, they either put the decorative glasses back on, or pinched their eyes, or leisurely looked out the window, returning to their previous state.
Hazel fell to the floor, watching the scene while crumpling and shaking her head, propping up her body with her hands and falling back.
Amon, the one who was holding the “winner” Enjuni, had lost the coldness in his eyes, and his crystal monocle was a little bit distorted, so he no longer had that feeling of looking down on Kraven.
In addition, inside his body, something was slowly being extracted, forming a clear, thick but transparent and mysterious “worm of time” on top of his head.
This “Worm of Time”, in the midst of the “mystery”, quickly transformed into a figure with black hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, and a thin face.
This is not the time of Birklund Street going backwards, because Klein and Leonard and others are not affected, this is the state of Amon himself returning to a few minutes ago!
”Serpent of Destiny”, “Reboot”!
Though Will Onsettin’s prophesied ebb and flow of fate went a little awry, a little later than it actually did, the impact of K’s spaced-out arrival was as timely as it could have been.
In exchange for this “snake of fate”, Klein not only fed k five balls of ice cream in different flavors, but also promised to make compensation and give extra pay, the result of their preliminary discussion is that Klein himself will find a way to create the item that will enable Will Onsettin to briefly regain a certain amount of strength during the period of weakness, at least two pieces!
When Amon was hit by this unexpected blow, Kline did not hesitate for a moment, but already drew his “Deathstroke” revolver, pulled back the hammer, flicked the wheel, and aimed at the enemy.
Bang!
He steadily and decisively pulled the trigger of the “Deathstroke” revolver, and fired the “Spirit Control Bullet” that he had prepared long ago.
A silver-black stream of light flashed out, accurately hitting the shadow of Amon wearing a peaked fedora and classical black robes, hitting the “Worm of Time”-this was bigger and clearer than all the “Worms of Time” Klein had ever seen before. “It was thicker and clearer than any Worm of Time Klein had ever seen before!
A slight light escaped, and the shadow of Amon in mid-air trembled and froze there, unable to make any expression.
At this time, Leonard, who had long ago arrived directly above him, stepped on the “Word of the Sea” cane and floated in mid-air according to the old man’s instructions, slightly spreading his arms and relaxing his spiritual body.
Inside his pair of green eyes, a slightly dimmed “worm of time” with twelve translucent links was immediately reflected.
These two “Worms of Time” followed each other, forming an identical circle vertically.
The circle slowly rotated, illuminating a huge, ancient, mottled shadow behind Leonard.
This shadow was like the surface of a wall clock carved out of stone, divided into a total of twelve compartments, each compartment was either gray or black, mixed with each other, with clear boundaries, and possessed different symbols, just by looking at it, Klein had the feeling that his life was speeding up and passing away.
When!
The sound of a bell rang out as if it had traveled through history, spreading far and wide in the “empty” hidden world.
Everything in front of Klein’s eyes slowed down, including the shadow of Amon above the head of Nyuni, the “winner”.
An indescribable, invisible torrent then emerged, swept the Amon figure toward the huge, illusory stone wall clock.
The actual “Worm of Time”, the monocle-wearing Amon doppelganger suddenly reached down and aimed his palm at Germaine Sparrow.
Suddenly, Klein saw the skin on the back of his hand drying out, wrinkling a little, and developing less visible age spots.
The Amon Void was adsorbed a little slower, but still couldn’t interrupt the process, and eventually shrank back to the form of a link worm, casting itself behind Leonard and plunging into the illusory and ancient stone-carved wall clock.
When!
Another bell rang, and on the surface of the clock, which was interlaced with gray and greenish-black, there was an additional mottled pointer.
This hand jumped downward several frames in a row, making the chime echo ever more sharply.
Inside No. 39 and No. 160 of Birklund Street, multiple bright rays of light flew out, and were pulled and adsorbed into the illusory and ancient stone wall clock one after another.
The Law of Convergence of Extraordinary Characteristics!
The Law of Convergence of Extraordinary Characteristics that utilizes the connection between the split bodies and the stronger gravitational force of their own higher levels!
When!
Several streams of light flew over from different places within the city of Berkland.
When this subsided, Klein naturally reflected his current appearance within his mind:
Hair white more black less, forehead, eye corners, mouth wrinkles obvious, cheeks skin vaguely a little drooping, hiding some old age spots, a look is the age of the gentleman at any time may decline.
Just at this time, when when the bell once again rang.
The illusory ancient stone wall clock, mottled gray pointer began to reverse rotation!
One frame, two frames, three frames, Klein saw his skin rapidly regaining its luster, the spots fading and disappearing one after another.
It was just a few seconds of work, and he regained his original appearance, his life seemingly never passing.
The power of the angelic level is really near divine …… I was just affected by the waves, and I almost died of aging …… I don’t know if I can still be resurrected like this …… Klein examined his own state, busily raised his head and said to Leonard Mitchell in midair:
”What should we do to save those who have been parasitized by Amon?”
At that moment, the illusory ancient clock behind Leonard quickly faded into a sliver of light that burrowed into his body.
Leonard slightly tilted his head as if he was listening to something, and after a while he said:
”The extraordinary characteristic parts of the ‘Worm of Time’ in their bodies have all been sucked out, some of the remaining parts have been sucked out, and some still remain, but it won’t cause too much of an effect, uh, the old man said it wasn’t too much, maybe it’s just not too much relative to the angels, in any case, you can have them pray to their respective faiths gods to see if they can do a complete purification, however, they can’t say what happened and the gods may not respond, if you’re worried about the aftermath, consider guiding them to pray to, uh, the One, and all the things analyzed out will be yours.”
Perhaps because he had personally “experienced” the battle on the angelic level, and saw the apparition of the “Serpent of Destiny”, Leonard’s excitement and trembling were briefly hard to soothe.
The people in this neighborhood are basically followers of the Goddess. How can they pray to the Fool? I do not want to get into the misty town again …… Well, the goddess is very clear about this matter, let them pray to the goddess, the probability is that they will be able to get a certain response, and then, and then ask Arianna highness to vomit out of their “worm of the hour” to return to me! …… Uh, can be divided into k a little …… Klein’s thoughts are flickering, has been secretly relieved.
He casually asked again:
”After doing a thorough purification, will there be any after-effects?”
Although he had experience with the little “sun”, this Silver City teenager was not an ordinary person.
Leonard listened for a while longer before saying:
”A little bit, because it’s a deep level ‘parasitization’, even if an ordinary person is ‘cured’, there will still be some residual effects in certain aspects, for example, liking monocles.”
”…… Well, you go back first, I’ll take care of the rest.” Klein nodded, partly thankful that the several parties in this battle were not of the particularly destructive kind, otherwise, not to mention Berklund Street, it was not certain that even the North End would be intact.
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In Prize Harbor, a young man with dark hair and eyes, a thin face, and a monocle rode a bicycle back to his home in a leisurely, rocking manner.
With an obvious smile, he opened the letterbox and removed the newspapers and letters inside.
Entering the house, the young man pinched the monocle at his right eye and opened envelopes as he walked, reading the contents as he went until he found an unsigned letter:
”If we are all out of touch in Birkeland, it means that there is a good chance that Palles Zoroaster is hiding in the vicinity of Birklund Street in the North End.
”Don’t ask us why we take risks, life always needs some excitement, fun and anticipation.”