chsdbacks Chapter 184 Raphael and Amon exchange ideas for pranks
Chapter 184 Raphael and Amon exchange ideas for pranks
Chapter 184 Raphael and Amon exchange ideas for pranks
Amon stood with his arms crossed, watching Raphael's performance.
He preferred watching the old pastor make a fuss to the loud, boisterous crowd around him.
In the end, the old pastor had no choice but to lie in the coffin at the "earnest invitation" of "Viscount Darwin".
But the old pastor gradually calmed down, and he lay in the coffin, chatting incessantly with "Viscount Darwin".
His idea was to attract the attention of the zombies so that the servant presiding over the farewell ceremony would quickly go out and deliver the message.
But the servant of the god, seeing this situation for the first time, was so frightened that his legs went weak.
Even the most devout faith seems pale and powerless in the face of such a terrifying scene.
If even the servants of the gods were so frightened, one can imagine how the others must have reacted. They would either be like headless flies, screaming and wandering around aimlessly.
Yao Tuan was sitting in the chair, wanting to get up, but after trying several times, she couldn't muster the strength in her legs.
Especially those who had grudges against Viscount Darwin in his lifetime were now pale with fright, fearing that this guy would take them to the underworld.
"Viscount Darwin" chatted with the old priest for a while, then looked at everyone present: "Gentlemen, I must say that this is the worst of times. All honor and elegance are gone. You fat-headed fellows are all blinded by greed and have trampled the honor of the nobility under your feet."
"Even the underworld, described as terrifying in 'Dark Apocalypse,' is a million times better than Backlund right now. Many times I've wondered if I'm living in purgatory right now? Otherwise, why would I be associating with you demons in human skin?"
"I think all of you, and the entire era, and the entire Backlund, should come with me to the underworld."
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Those who could still run, like a tide, tried their best to avoid "Viscount Darwin".
They didn't know if Viscount Darwin could take this era to the underworld, but they knew that if Viscount Darwin pounced on them, he could definitely take them there.
Those who were unable to get up were all pale-faced; they hadn't had enough of their extravagant lives and didn't want to go to the underworld.
Raphael's clone of Amon frowned, because this suddenly felt like a "serious drama," and he didn't like this kind of plot.
But to everyone's surprise, Viscount Dawin added, "Unfortunately, I don't have that ability—"
Everyone was stunned. Then—what did you mean by saying that just now?
Amon's clone smiled slightly; he also quite enjoyed playing these kinds of language games.
"Viscount Darwin" said to the old priest, "Please come out, it's my turn to lie down."
As the old pastor stood up, he said, "I know you still have regrets, but you've done a wonderful job."
He was puzzled. Why hadn't anyone come to check on the commotion?
"Viscount Darwin" said politely, "Thank you."
As he spoke, he jumped into the coffin and sat down: "Everyone, don't miss me too much. Although my body will leave, my soul will remain with you."
Screams erupted from the funeral procession, especially from the deceased's family members, who burst into tears this time, none of them faking it.
But Viscount Darwin didn't care about any of that; he lay down there and didn't move an inch.
At this moment, the doors of the hall were finally able to open, and the people attending the funeral rushed out one by one. Viscount Darwin lay in the coffin, looking all alone.
The old pastor mustered his courage and, trembling all over, performed a requiem once more.
The Amon clone on the seat clapped his hands and said, "Very good, but not as exciting as last time."
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"Because there aren't many gory scenes," Raphael commented. "I did consider adding some gore, but then I wasn't sure whether the people around me would be scared by the gore or by the zombies."
Amon's clone stood up and nodded: "It's good that you know what's going on."
Raphael also got up, and the two of them walked outside together.
Amon's clone said, "I've been dealing with some things lately, so I might not be able to see your performance next time. But if I have time in the future, I'll come to see your performance again."
Raphael said, "Then I'll share some ideas for the next role, and you can help me analyze which idea is better."
"That's no problem."
The two left the auditorium while talking.
Raphael said, "I have two good ideas now. One is to spread the word about a Quaternary noble tomb at some extraordinary gatherings."
"Of course, I will set a trap in this noble's tomb in advance, and when they open the coffin, I will suddenly sit up and start chasing them in the tomb."
Amon's clone smiled and said, "That's a good idea. Hmm, I've done something similar before."
However, he wasn't trying to scare people; those who entered the tomb to explore had their lives or lifespans stolen.
Raphael scratched his head: "The downside of this plan is that there are too few spectators."
He then added, "I have another idea: have the zombies form a dance troupe to perform a bizarre show for people, and then, during the curtain call, die in front of everyone," so that everyone knows that it was the dead who were performing.
Amon's clone adjusted his monocle: "You—you didn't choose the path of 'thieves,' what a pity."
When it comes to pranks, Amon has never really paid attention to anyone before, but now he has finally found someone he can talk to about pranks.
Amon's clone said seriously, "I suggest you choose the latter. Although it requires a long time to prepare, it's very interesting, isn't it?"
Raphael smiled and nodded: "Yes."
Then he thought to himself: So it is an angel from the "Thief" pathway.
It wasn't that he was faking it; rather, he had "hypnotized" himself beforehand, forgetting all information about Amon, so as not to give Amon any clues if his reaction was abnormal.
The two talked and naturally sat down on a bench in the cemetery, looking like two old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time.
Amon's clone breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I also have something I can't decide on. Can you help me think about it?"
Raphael said, "I will do my best."
Amon's clone continued, "I had something very important going on, which was ruined by someone who is very powerful and influential, someone I can't beat. I've been thinking about how to mess with him lately, but I haven't come up with a good idea yet."
If Raphael's memories hadn't been self-sealed, he would have immediately realized that Amon's clone was saying...
"Goddess of the Night".
A few days ago, Amon almost stole the "Source Castle," but was thwarted by the "Goddess of Night." Although Amon is very powerful and his abilities are quite strange, the "King of Angels" is still half a step away from becoming a true god.
Due to limited relevant memories, Raphael can only conclude that Amon's alter ego refers to an archangel, or the King of Angels.
Raphael first recalled the main abilities of the "Thief" pathway, then suggested, "You can steal what He most desires."
Amon's clone chuckled softly: "I do know what He wants most, but I can't steal it."
What the "Goddess of the Night" wants most right now is the uniqueness of the "Twilight Giant" pathway.
However, this uniqueness resides within another true god, and even Amon cannot defeat the God of War.