Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 16 The Clone Is So Poor
"Damn it!" Seeing the fusion of the two clones, Lewis quickly fired three shots. He didn't dare to confirm the result of the shots, and immediately ran towards the Church of St. Selina.

In the fight just now, he found that Amon's clone only had the ability below Sequence Six for the time being. Now that the two clones are fused, they should have Sequence Six.

In Sequence Six, Amon's avatar has real superpowers. The ability of the thief can steal other people's superpowers. He can continue to fight Amon with a guarantee of at least 50 meters.

This meant that his only means of fighting were guns and spells that could be thrown.

Deng Deng Deng!
Lewis stepped on the bluestone brick floor, making a dull sound, he threw off his top hat, and ran towards the distant St. Selina Church.There is the Nighthawks team guarding the Chanis Gate, and maybe they can contact other Extraordinary teams.

While running away, Lewis analyzed the current situation rationally, trying to find a way to find the weakness of this clone.

First of all, it is certain that this clone can bring the ability of the king of angels to come here through prayer. Just now, the clone prayed twice, once to suspend the hunting bullets, and once to revive the other clone.

Secondly, what is certain is that when the avatar prays to the main body, the prayer ritual can be simplified, and even the ritual process can be easily completed with only a silver dagger.

"Judging from his performance, he can only borrow his ability once for each prayer. Since it is not used by the main body, the scope of influence of the ability is extremely limited." Based on the two performances of the avatar, Lewis had a guess. Turning the corner, he walked towards the alleyway Run at the end, and you can see the square and the Church of St. Selina straight through here.

"Fiddle with the pointer of time;

Wander in the shadow of fate;

The embodiment of deceit and mischief..."

Lewis heard the desperate prayer again, he didn't dare to stop, and ran towards the end of the alley desperately.

Half a minute later, Lewis stopped in his tracks. The alleyway, which was less than 100 meters long, was unexpectedly long. No matter how he ran, he couldn't leave this place.

He had a hypothesis that when Amon's avatar prayed to the main body just now, he used the power of the king of angels to steal the "road". Way out of this laneway.

Lewis was quite desperate. Apart from the clone of Sequence Six, he was facing a king of angels who could infiltrate power here at any time.

Just as Lewis stopped, a man in a round hat appeared from the end of the alley.

boom!
Lewis fired again, and the bullet, which had never been missed, deviated an unimaginable distance. Lewis' hand was also numb from the recoil, and the gun almost fell to the ground.

Without much hesitation, Lewis immediately put the gun back into the gun pouch. He realized that his shooting talent had been stolen by Amon just now.

Although firearms are Lewis' main means of fighting the enemy, losing the pistol is not entirely bad news. At least, Amon has not yet discovered his specialness, and has not discovered the magical item in the spirituality.

Amon smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to Lewis, saying: "What are you afraid of? My dear brother. I just want you to be my dependent. In that case, I will return Mandy to you and help you become a powerful Extraordinary."

Lewis naturally couldn't believe Amon's words. At that time, the angel Amon's family was only himself, and becoming a family member was just a fraud.

If he believed now, what awaited him would be a result worse than death.

But now, the only chance of victory is close combat. Once close, the avatar will have no time to perform the prayer ceremony, which is equivalent to indirectly sealing the power of the king of angels.

"Dark night!"

Lewis threw the sleeping spell in front of Amon, and he subconsciously touched the ring on his hand. Apart from the cheating spell, this was his biggest hole card.

At the same time, after hearing the word "night", Amon subconsciously took a few steps back until he avoided the effect of the spell.

Deng Deng Deng!
Seeing that the sleep spell was dodged, Lewis rushed to Amon and whipped his arm towards Amon's Adam's apple. Amon easily grabbed Lewis' arm, moved forward, and then punched Lewis in the lower abdomen.

"cough……"

Lewis was thrown away, and there was a fire-like pain in his lower abdomen, which made him realize again the huge gap between himself and Amon.A king of angels who has lived for more than 3000 years, even if it is just a clone, is not something ordinary extraordinary people can deal with.

"Lewis, I invite you to be my favored one again, and this is the last time." Amon looked down at Lewis who was almost lying on the ground, and he squeezed his single-rim glasses, looking quite sincere.

Lewis didn't say much, he took out the spell representing the field of night again and threw it out.

"Dark night!"

"Dark night!"

"Dark night!"

After throwing three spells in a row, the avatar easily dodged it. Amon spread his hands and said mockingly, "You let me down so much."

"Black..." Lewis took out the Night Charm again and threw it out. As he shouted half of the words, Amon subconsciously took two steps back in order to avoid the effect of the spell.

However, Lewis rushed forward with the mentality of dying together. He punched Amon in the face and stopped shouting half of the word "night".

"Fate!" The moment his fist touched Amon's face, Lewis' loud voice resounded in the alleyway, and the silver ring on his hand suddenly shattered his spirit.

Taking advantage of the gap between Amon's landing, Lewis pulled out the gun from his waist, and continuously poured out the remaining bullets.

Bang bang bang!

The smile on the corner of Amon's mouth stopped abruptly. He looked at Lewis in puzzlement. He was shot in the leg, foot and temple, and fell completely in a pool of blood.

Amon spat out a mouthful of blood, he took out the silver dagger and wanted to hold the ceremony again, but the silver dagger was snatched away by Lewis.

"...How did you recover your shooting talent?" Amon spoke with the last of his strength. He was very sure that he had indeed stolen Lewis' ability.

"I haven't recovered my talent." Lewis used the silver dagger to completely kill this Sequence Six clone, and immediately drew the corners of his mouth, saying: "It's just that you are too unlucky to catch my bullet with your body. Such professionalism is at least And a world-class goalkeeper."

After expending a lot of energy, Lewis finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took out thirty-pound banknotes from the avatar, and got a lot of items for the ceremony.

"It turns out that the angel clone is so poor." Lewis sighed, a little disappointed that a clone of the King of Angels didn't have many magical items.

Lewis vaguely remembered that Amon's avatar should be a Worm of Time. Of course, he didn't want to miss this precious transcendent material. Even though he was carrying the corpse, he wanted to walk out of this alleyway.

"What's going on?" Half a minute later, Lewis raised his vigilance again. He still couldn't reach the church, and the stolen things still haven't returned.

There was a sudden light on his shoulders, and when he turned his head, a man with a pointed round hat stood behind Lewis again. Amon took off his pointed hat and looked towards the sky.

"Great, you let me see a wonderful performance, sure enough, you are different, fate is always on your side."

(End of this chapter)