Chapter 428: The Battlefield of Angels

The Angels of the two families, along with that troublemaker Amon, have all gathered on the battlefield, and for a moment, the situation has become intricate and complex.

And after this Angel-level war began on this battlefield, a palace appeared above the seawater in the ocean not far from Pritz Harbor.

Amon's true body stood on the gate of the palace, casually stealing an indeterminate number of fish bones from the body of a fish in the sea.

"Eat him... let him go... eat him..." Amon had fallen into the most difficult of choices.

That craving for "Sefirah Castle" was already impossible to suppress.

"Do not go over." Just as the fish bones in Amon's hand were about to be counted out and a final result was about to appear, a gentle voice echoed across Amon's ship.

"If you go over, Evernight will descend." A priest wearing white divine robes walked out from the palace and glanced in the direction of Pritz Harbor.

"Evernight? Is She still holding back from consuming the 'Death' Unique?" Amon fell silent for a moment after hearing the name of Evernight, then tossed the fish bones in his hand into the seawater.

No matter how many times he counted, or what result he obtained, it no longer mattered.

"She is waiting for an opportunity." Adam looked at the shimmering seawater, not knowing what He was thinking.

He was also waiting.

"Amon! Save me!" Klein could only stabilize his spirit through this way of teasing Amon.

Silently and soundlessly, a Paper Crane had already appeared in Klein's hand.

This was something he had exchanged for from the "Snake of Mercury" using ten specially made Dreamland Ice Cream, capable of dealing with the scene before him.

What's more, He had someone backing Him!

The "Hidden Angel" had dispatched Him to carry out the mission, so naturally, She had to be responsible for saving his life at the final moment.

"Augustus..."

At this moment, Klein suddenly felt the space around him shatter, and the Rule that had trapped him and the power of the scepter lost its effect.

At this instant, a scene flashed through Klein's mind: a crack was suddenly torn open behind that William Augustus, and a large hand reached out from within, gripping gently.

Hum!

All those Rules that had trapped Amon and Klein collapsed.

"The 'Hand of Order'! It's Castiya!"

Klein felt that things were getting bigger and bigger, and he, a tiny Sequence 4, was simply like a small boat in a storm, liable to capsize at any moment.

But the worst part was that Klein was currently at the very center of the storm!

He was barely keeping himself safe now only because both sides had not yet completely decided the outcome.

"Castiya? Well done!" Amon straightened his Monocle and glanced at the two "Hand of Order" who were already entangled together.

They should have been the protagonists of this battle, competing for that chance to become a god, but some small accidents had occurred because of Amon's meddling.

The current situation was that the Sequence 3 and Sequence 4 Demigods had completely been relegated to the sidelines; only the Angels could truly decide the outcome!

And the current Klein was already in a rather awkward position; on one hand, he dared not abandon this "Order Scepter," for once he gave up this thing, he would have to face a group of Amons.

But if he did not give up the scepter in his hand, he could not leave the battlefield at all!

Caught in a dilemma, Klein looked at the frozen scepter in his hand and even considered completely unsealing it.

If it could restrain Amon's power even while sealed, then if used properly after being unsealed, perhaps he could use it to escape.

Although the mission might end here, this was already the limit of his abilities.

Klein held the scepter in his hand, and the desire to unseal it became increasingly impossible to curb.

"Stop." A cold, indifferent voice rang in Klein's ear, and Klein instantly sobered up.

It was the voice of the "Hidden Angel."

Klein's body went stiff, and he almost threw the scepter in his hand away!

This scepter was too eerie; it was actually seducing him into unsealing that layer of ice. Now that his Beyonder powers and Spirituality were both suppressed, and his mind was in its weakest state, the scepter, even in its sealed state, could still bewitch him!

It had a living Characteristic... Klein immediately felt extreme danger; not only was it dangerous outside the forbidden domain, but it was no better inside.

"It really is quite a pity..." Amon looked at Klein, but this time, He only cast His gaze toward the scepter.

With a rather serious expression, He raised His hand and slashed lightly; His hand was like a sharp sword cutting through the forbidden domain, and He walked toward Klein!

"It's 'Deception'!" Klein's pupils shrank; the "Deception" of Amon's avatar was already enough to deceive the sealed "Order Scepter."

He entered the forbidden domain and moved toward Klein step by step, bringing silent terror to Klein.

"Zaratul!" Klein heard the voice of George III!

But what surprised him even more was that name!

Hum!

A mass of grayish-white mist appeared outside the forbidden domain, where a vortex emerged, composed of countless transparent worms, extending transparent, slick tentacles in all directions!

It was Zaratul, whom Klein had seen once during that war in the Southern Continent!

The vortex of transparent worms surged toward Amon's avatar like a tide.

"I hope I can be free from the constraints of the Rules." An aged voice with a sense of Mysteries appeared in Klein's ears, and then he saw that mass of transparent worm vortex enter the forbidden domain.

This is what an Angel is; once they get serious, they will not be blocked by a single Sealed Artifact!

Amon's "Deception" and Zaratul's "Miracle" could both circumvent the corresponding Rules.

Klein's heart tightened, and for a moment, he dared not make any move.

Of course, what was fortunate was that Zaratul should have reached a certain deal with the Augustus Family and was here to stop Amon.

And Zaratul was not Amon, and did not know Klein's true identity!

"Let me do it." The "Hidden Angel" finally spoke again, likely feeling that it was too dangerous for Klein to face Zaratul and Amon head-on, and had to save him.

A faint, blurry figure seemed to appear before Klein; it was not real, but from the outline, it was the "Hidden Angel."

She was in a state of semi-Hidden, existing in the Hidden World and projecting into Reality, thereby circumventing the forbidden domain of the "Order Scepter."

"You!" George III was already rushing toward the scepter, intending to recover it during the gap while the Angels were each caught in battle, but His speed was not as fast as the "Hidden Angel," and He was still halfway there.

The "Hidden Angel" glanced at George III, reached out a finger, and the destination of the descent George III was conducting was "hidden," with ripples from the Spirit World isolating him.

"Good!" Klein felt like throwing the scepter in his hand to the "Hidden Angel."

"Just keep holding it." The appearance of the "Hidden Angel" seemed to make the entire battlefield quiet down.