Chapter 411: Angel

Chapter 411: Angel Amon only left the Truman Manor the next day. Naturally, his little thoughts at Truman were not realized.

But He has already obtained what he needs, such as determining the place where Bethel will hold the ceremony, and confirming that the teacher will not take direct action during the battle at "Origin Castle"...

"Then isn't this my turn?" Amon smiled and stole the distance, back to the woods where he met Klein, and then to the Elk Manor.

A mouse crawled out of the ground, and some changes appeared on its surface, becoming the mouse demigod.

"Teacher! I finally found you!" The aristocratic girl Hazel opened the door and saw the mouse of similar appearance, cheering in surprise.

With Amon's power, it would be easy to deceive this noble girl into trusting her.

"Yes." Amon nodded lightly, and he responded leisurely, ready to go with the flow and wait for fate to push him to the right position.

"Let's go home!" Hazel brought a mouse into Backlund City and returned to Berklund Street.

When will he come? Amon was looking forward to it.

...

On the other side, Klein asked Arrods and the newly born "Mercury Snake" and decided that it would be more reliable to pray to the "Night Goddess".

This goddess of the night is highly respected by the "Serpent of Mercury".

"If you can get the support of the night, Backlund or even Roen, you can go sideways." The words of the newborn baby echoed in Klein's ears.

"Why?" Klein asked curiously at that time.

"He has never lost before, and it will probably be difficult for him to lose in the future." The baby probably knew something, and Klein guessed that it had something to do with the previous battle between gods.

Klein asked, but did not get an answer. The "Mercury Snake" seemed a little scared and did not dare to talk about related matters.

After finishing his conversation with the "Snake of Mercury", Klein had various thoughts swirling in his mind, but this did not affect his arrangement of the altar.

It has been a long time since he arranged an altar ceremony in such a pious manner. "It's all because the dream sect's ceremony is too simple. It can be solved by just throwing a gold coin. Now my skills are rusty."

Klein made the altar, lit candles made of night vanilla and deep sleep flowers, sprinkled "full moon" essential oil, burned herbal powder to please the gods, and completed the ritual step by step.

"I pray for the power of the night, I pray for the favor of the secret..."

The light on the altar seemed to be a little dim.

"...I met the clone of 'Angel of Time' Amon and wanted to eliminate it..."

Klein conveyed all his demands to the goddess of the night and waited quietly for a response.

But nothing happened. Klein blinked, and then he was spiritually touched and looked up.

A slightly blurry and dim figure appeared outside the altar.

This figure was wearing a complicated black dress, the skirt was dotted with countless stars, and her long black hair was loose and fell to her waist.

His face was blurry and could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were like the brightest stars in the dark night, with a strong sense of tranquility.

"'Hidden Angel'?!" Klein was stunned and speechless.

In the Church of Night, in addition to the nominal Dream Angel, there is also a very special angel. He does not hold any position in the church, but exists as an attendant of the Goddess of Night.

He is more special than the Pope and Arianna, who is the head of the archbishop, and can enter and exit the "Deep Dark Heaven" at any time.

He is the "Secret Angel", the "Right Hand of the Goddess", and the "Vice-President of Heaven".

Legend has it that this is an ancient figure who lived in the same era as the "First Pope" Dream Angel. No one knows his name anymore, and the years he spent with the Night Goddess are even more difficult to calculate.

"Yes." "Hidden Angel" nodded slightly, acknowledging his identity.

Klein's expression was complicated for a moment. He didn't expect it to be this person.

The angels he knew in the church should be the Pope and the "Secret Servant" Arianna. He guessed that these two would give him some help, but the appearance of this one might represent the will of the goddess.

"So I really have the support of the goddess and can walk sideways in Loen?" Klein thought of the words of "Snake of Mercury".

"Good morning, His Highness the 'Secret' Angel." Klein was silent for a few seconds and saluted solemnly.

"You can call me the 'Secret' lady." The tone of the "Secret Angel" was very peaceful. Among the several angels that Klein had met, only the angels from the Dream Sect could give Klein this feeling.

This angel's mental state should be good, and he may have contributed to the dream... Klein nodded slightly.

"Do you want to take action against Amon's clone?" "Secret Angel" asked.

"Yes, their existence is a huge hidden danger for Backlund." Of course, it is also for Klein himself.

"Okay." "Hidden Angel" agreed directly, and then asked, "Tell me your plan."

"First of all, I need secret protection..." Klein roughly stated the rough plan that he and the old man in Leonard's body had discussed.

"It's not impossible." "Hidden Angel" commented.

"So, do you know where Pales Zoroastrian is?" But the next words of "Hidden Angel" made Klein suddenly feel a chill.

"...Yes." Klein said bravely, but he couldn't betray his teammates at this time. He didn't know if he could fool him...

Unexpectedly, the "Secret Angel" didn't ask any more questions about this "Insect of Time".

"Before you take action, you can use this badge to summon me, and I will provide corresponding help." "Hidden Angel" handed Klein a night badge. seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Klein took it with a solemn expression.

"You are very good. If you can successfully hunt, maybe I can give you a chance." "Hidden Angel" looked at Klein and suddenly said this.

"..." Klein blinked, not knowing how to respond. He felt quite flattered.

"I have the formula and materials of the 'Ancient Scholar' here." "Secret Angel" seemed to smile.

Klein felt that he should not be dazzled. He did smile and offered a bait that Klein could not refuse.

The next moment, the angel's figure gradually dimmed until it was erased by the eraser.

"Huh!" Klein breathed a sigh of relief. He returned to the easy chair and sat down. He was still worried about facing this "hidden angel".

"As expected of an angel accompanying the goddess, the feeling is very... greater than the pressure that Pope Hermes put on me."

"But the 'Soothsayer' Sequence Three 'Ancient Scholar'..." This was a temptation that Klein could not refuse.