Lord of Mysteries:Dream

Chapter 558: Dual-line Operation

The light and shadows above the gray fog were rhythmic. The magnificent palace, the bronze long table and the gorgeous high-backed chairs had disappeared. What appeared in front of Amon and Bethel was an endless tower.

"Tower of Babel?" Amon gently pinched his monocle and stared at the tower that seemed to connect heaven and earth with interest.

The concept of the Tower of Babel came from the fantasy world. Since the invasion of the fantasy world by the outer god angels, it has been well known in the mystical world.

"I will start from the first floor." Amon glanced at Bethel, walked forward, and gently pushed open the door of the first floor. A dim light flashed, and Amon's figure disappeared in the tower.

Obviously, even if they formed an alliance temporarily, the two true gods could not be close and act at the same time.

Even after separation, both gods would take certain risks.

Bethel watched Amon disappear and waited quietly. After three minutes, there was no special movement. He flashed and came to the top of the Tower of Babel.

He will break through from the top.

Klein must be inside the "Tower of Babel", this is certain. The two gods are constantly approaching from different directions and can find Klein as quickly as possible.

But Bethel saw Klein just after entering the "Tower of Babel".

On the top floor of this towering tower, there are two chairs at both ends of the mottled long table. Klein has been waiting here for two minutes.

"Mr. 'Gate'." Klein nodded gently.

"Do you want to join forces with me to kick Amon out first?" Bethel sat opposite Klein with a normal expression.

"Yes." Klein nodded directly.

"Your clone is already in front of Amon." Bethel shook his head slightly, seeing through Klein's plan at a glance.

"Amon's clone is here, but here is the real body." Klein spread his hands and showed his essence to Mr. "Gate" without any hesitation.

Bethel narrowed his eyes, and the starlight in his eyes flickered, and then nodded slightly, indicating that Klein could continue.

"Let's take a look at what happened at the bottom first." Klein did not directly persuade Bethel, but waved his hand lightly, and a light curtain appeared on the table.

The scene in the light curtain was exactly the same as now, except that the people meeting were Klein's clone and Amon.

"I guessed correctly, you also have a clone with Bethel, right?" Amon watched the smile on Klein's lips gradually fade, very happy.

"..." Unlike Klein's original body, the clone spoke directly, "We can deal with Mr. 'Gate' first, and how to compete later is your business."

"Give me a reason." Amon looked at Klein's clone, smiling.

"Bethel has been with Menghuan for too long, longer than you, and He is Menghuan's most valued student."

"Under such a premise, no one can imagine what He got from Menghuan."

"Even if I face Him one-on-one now, I have no confidence. I think you are the same, otherwise you would not be trapped by Him for several months."

Klein's clone's words made sense, making Amon's smile fade a lot.

"Dream has at least two uniquenesses, I guess you don't have any?" Klein hinted.

"..." Amon looked at Klein steadily, raised his hand and gently pinched his monocle, "Can the 'Fool' not only make the enemy stupid, but also improve his IQ?"

"Then what's the 'Fool'?"

Klein's mouth twitched, feeling insulted.

"I have to say, what you said makes sense." But Amon turned his voice in another direction.

"The teacher is indeed a little biased in this regard."

Klein smiled, I am Truman and I am biased, after all, who would like a naughty kid like Amon...

"Then we have something to talk about."

At the top of the "Tower of Babel", Klein gently wiped away the light curtain and looked at Bethel.

"The teacher didn't give me the uniqueness, and he has never been biased. What I have, Amon also has, but the way we give it to each other is different." Bethel looked at Klein and said such a sentence.

"..." Klein's mouth twitched, Truman was lucky enough to accept such a student.

"Ahem! What we are talking about now is how to kick Amon out!" Klein brought the topic back on track.

Bethel shook his head slightly, "You can't fool Amon, He is the most perceptive fraudster."

"If you can't fool him, then you can't fool him. If we join forces, can He still escape?" Klein pointed at himself and Bethel.

If they join forces, Amon has almost no chance. This is already a crushing situation.

"I'll tell you the truth, even if I lose in the end, I don't want to see Amon become the 'Lord of Mysteries'."

"That's why I came here to discuss cooperation with you." Klein said sincerely.

"..." Bethel looked at Klein and suddenly smiled, "If I lose in the end, I also hope that you will become the 'Lord of Mysteries' instead of Amon."

Klein raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly felt like he had a soulmate when he looked at Bethel.

Their views on Amon have nothing to do with strength or weakness, and it has nothing to do with who can drag with the "Lord of Mysteries" for longer. It's simply a matter of character.

Who can imagine a future where Amon becomes the "Lord of Mysteries"?

It can only be said that the second son of the Creator has ruined his character over the past few thousand years.

Neither his fellow disciples nor Klein, the new competitor, trust him.

Completely opposite to Him is Mr. "Gate" Bethel, the savior of human civilization in the war at the end of the Third Epoch, and the strongest duke in the Solomon Empire besides Dream...

"Very good, we have a basis for cooperation."

...

Amon seemed to be walking in the "Tower of Babel", at an extremely fast speed. The authority of "error" allowed Him to get rid of various traps at the fastest speed and pass through the floors in the shortest time.

After an unknown amount of time, Amon arrived at the door of one of the floors.

He seemed to have sensed something, and his mouth curled slightly, and he reached out to straighten the monocle on his right eye.

On the monocle made of crystal, countless symbols, patterns, and logos stood out, swimming rapidly, or interweaving, or reorganizing, or changing, as if calculating something.

Finally, there seemed to be a tall tower emerging from it. After the tower emerged, the "Tower of Babel" no longer had any secrets in front of Amon.

This was a "decryption" at the level of a true god. Every step he had taken before, even the conversation with Klein, was to collect corresponding intelligence.

Then a figure walked out in front of Amon.

The number of Amons increased.

"Why am I the one taking the risk?" This Amon sighed, but his mood was not low, but gradually rising.

Apparently, taking risks is a very interesting experience for Amon's clone.

"I can already predict my fate." Amon reached out and gently pressed the door handle, pushing the door open.