Leonard nodded, and said in a low voice: "I hope everything goes well, old man, you promised me that if you can successfully obtain the Extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 2, you will steal one from the items they got. '1' level sealed item."

He didn't care about whether he had gained anything, but mainly used this method to relieve his sudden nervousness.

"Don't you reject the term 'stealing'?" Pallez laughed and fell silent, as if he was concentrating on monitoring the situation at Jacob's treasure.

About an hour later, He let out a long sigh of relief in Leonard's mind: "Although there were many traps and many accidents, it finally achieved the desired goal. One Sealed Artifact, the rest is their reward.

"Don't leave here in a hurry, wait for me to absorb that characteristic before leaving, then there will be no problem."

Leonard immediately relaxed, leaned back, crossed his legs, and read the newspaper leisurely.

In the evening, Pallez Zarathustra finally spoke again: "Okay."

His voice contained many emotions, but because it was too complicated, Leonard couldn't distinguish it.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, and the old man might still have to digest, Leonard stood up, rubbed his forehead, left St. Samuel's Church, and returned to No. 7 Pinster Street.

As soon as he passed the porch, he suddenly saw someone sitting on the sofa.

The man was wearing a classic black robe and a soft pointed hat, with his right foot resting on his left leg, and he was leisurely reading a newspaper.

As if sensing Leonard's entry, the man raised his head, straightened the monocle on his right eye, and showed a playful smile.

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"The Blasphemer" Amon!

Leonard was no stranger to the person in front of him. Not only had he faced the other person's clone, but he had also heard about his deeds and bad character from the old man Pallez Zarathustra from the Tarot Society.

At this moment, Leonard's thoughts were almost completely frozen, his brain was blank, and only a few thoughts could be turned.

At this moment, Amon's lips moved, and he spit out ravings that belonged to the divine level.

In Leonard's mind, voices echoed one after another in an instant, as if from countless Amons: "Surprised? Surprised?"

"After discovering that I couldn't get 'Origin Castle' in a short period of time, I shifted my focus to Backlund..."

"If it wasn't to deceive you, how could I have played such a simple game of cat and mouse with him?"

"I think you should be related..."

"He must have told you that I am still tracking him, sabotaging his actions, and setting traps at his destination..."

"That's just a clone close to Sequence 1..."

"Ah, yes, Pales, I forgot to tell you that for a long time in the late Fourth Epoch, I pretended to be the ancestor of the Jacob family. I had secretly swallowed him long ago, and then looked at his descendants Frightened and panicked, trying to find a way to add another secret treasure to the place where Tudor became the 'Blood Emperor'..."

"I didn't solve these guys, because I had a hunch that this treasure would be very useful. I have a clone that has been sleeping there for more than a thousand years, waiting patiently for someone to open the treasure, and the other clones, I didn't use this The information is synchronized to them, so that it may be able to inadvertently mislead at some point..."

"Well, this synchronization is my 'invention', Pales, you are behind the times..."

"In order to really determine your whereabouts, I watched those guys destroy the traps, take away the items, watched your avatar steal the characteristics and sealed items from them, watched him carefully swallow and digest, and now, patiently It finally pays off..."

"I guess, you must be thinking about how to delay the time and wait for the gods to descend..."

These voices are superimposed on each other,

It tore Leonard's thoughts, stung his soul, caused his head to expand and shrink substantially, made a bunch of short black hairs grow on his face, made his ribs and The waist wriggled and protruded flesh and blood, as if to form new limbs. JrNovels.com