Mysterious I Am Amon

"From now on, there will be no Amon in the world, only Abraham and Antigonus!" In front of a simple and majestic Roman temple, a man wearing a black classical robe, a soft pointed hat of the same color, black curly hair, black eyes, and a wide forehead looked at the blond man who was praying with his eyes closed under a statue in the hall, and smiled plainly. The blond man remained silent and continued to pray. After a long time, he opened his closed eyes and looked at the black-haired man with the clarity and innocence of a child. "That's it!" "You'll understand me, right?" The black-haired man's smile did not diminish, and he adjusted the monocle in his right eye as he spoke. Behind him, in the distance outside the temple, the boundless darkness swallowed up countless monsters in an instant. This is the end of the Third Age! ! ! The catastrophe of despair and madness! ! !