Go all the way deep.

The two came to a famous local restaurant.

Jon pulled out a chair for Amon in a gentlemanly manner.

This made Amon roll his eyes repeatedly.

Don't really think of me as a woman!

Think so.

But his body was very honest and he sat down honestly.

"A platter of cold cuts of fish, seafood soup and toast, and a bottle of your specialty wine. Oh, just give this beautiful lady a glass of water, it's free."

Amon:???

You must be sick.

Do you want to disgust me even if you order a dish?

The waiter was dumbfounded.

But he still honestly delivered the dishes Jon ordered.

Of course, I didn’t forget Amon’s free cup of water.

"This is a very old trick." Amon drank water and sneered.

Jon added, "But it works."

Amon suddenly stopped talking.

Putting down the water glass, he lowered his voice and said, "You said you would show me the Sefirah. Where is the Sefirah?"

"Why are you so anxious? It's not dark yet and you're already thinking about all sorts of random things?" Jon gave Amon an 'ambiguous' look.

It made Amon's hair stand on end.

This look?

Brother, do you mean it!

Soon, Jon returned to normal and said calmly: "In three hours, you will witness the power of the source of matter."

Amon took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

They chatted for a while.

Plus good food and wine.

It's only three hours and it's not too hard.

But for Amon, having to endure all kinds of ‘teasing’ from Jon continuously is like a year.

The hour hand points to eight o'clock in the evening.

The atmosphere in the restaurant instantly became a little weird.

Amon pinched his eyes in realization, "What a strong smell of disaster."

Accompany his words.

The guests who were dining elegantly one second started devouring the food the next.

Amon saw with his own eyes an elegant lady buried in a dinner plate like a pig and eating as much as she could, as if she had been hungry for hundreds of years.

"Some kind of independent special space?" Amon had a lot of experience, but for a while he couldn't tell the source of the strangeness here.

Jon said calmly: "The power of the origin affects the real world, pulling the projection of people and objects into this false city. If no one disturbs it, it will return to normal after this period of time, but that's it."

As he spoke, he wiped his mouth and stood up like a normal person.

At the same time, many pairs of eyes full of malice were staring at this side.

"What are you looking at!" Jon yelled without grace, "If you look any further, my companions will make you rice with corpse oil."

Amon:???

I'm not, I haven't, don't talk nonsense.

Feeling those horrifying eyes, even though Amon was a born mythical creature, it was a bit too much.

No other reason.

The power of the source of matter is above him.

"Guest, please pay attention to the dining order, otherwise I will be very upset." The lobby manager with a gloomy face came over, with his hands behind his back and his attitude was cold.

Jon shrugged and said, "Meng, I leave it to you."

Amon cursed secretly, but had no choice but to take action.

Surprisingly, he easily stole everything from the other party.

Unfortunately, this 'all' includes pollution.

Amon's whole body started churning like boiling water, and the Worm of Time composed of twelve-segmented rings emerged from the surface of his body.

Jon smiled on the side and said: "The first lesson, stealing is risky, you need to be careful when taking action. Do you really think that the source of matter is so mutual?"

"You..." Amon wanted to retort, but the pollution in his body was too serious.

Although he can give up his current body to get rid of the pollution, he will not give up until he sees the legendary source of matter!

"Any evil will eventually be brought to justice." Jon shook his head.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

The red karmic fire suddenly appeared out of thin air, burning everything around it mercilessly.

Bone and blood, spirit and flesh.

They all turned into ashes before the fire of the abyss.

pollute?

Sorry, I, Qiao, am the biggest source of pollution.

Amon, who was still fighting against the pollution, suddenly felt a little dry in his mouth.

This is not a physiological phenomenon, but a certain psychological impact.

What level is this guy at?

True God?

Old days?

Or...a higher realm.

as expected.

The purpose of this starry sky evil god coming to this world is to obtain the source material and high-level characteristics that are close to himself and can be accommodated.

Now it seems.

He has already done it.

well--

I am still worried about becoming a god.

Others are already peeking at a higher realm.

It’s true that comparing people to each other will lead to death, and comparing goods to goods will lead to throwing away things.

Now Amon's mentality is very much like the only son of the richest man in a small town meeting the richest man in the world.

Under the attack of dimensionality reduction, there is nothing arrogant about it.

It’s already pretty good if you can keep your mentality from falling apart.

Amon took a deep breath.

At the cost of stripping most of the Worms of Time from his body, the contamination of the source of matter was finally eliminated.

Jon said with appropriate encouragement, "Not bad."

Then he put away those contaminated Time Insects in front of Amon.

Amon:!!!

What's the difference between this and picking up the underwear she just took off in front of a girl and putting it in her pocket?

etc.

This is my way of thinking.

Damn it, when did this guy put the idea of ​​'I am a woman' into my mind!

Ignore Amon's brainstorming.

Jon stretched out his hand to tear apart the space and brought the two of them to the Banxi Post and Telecommunications Office.
To be continued...