Zeus stopped Hera, turned to look at Themis again, and said, "The gods who go out to fight may be cut down by Amon, but they can't easily cut down Amon, so who do you think should fight?"

Themis replied mercilessly, "Hera or Aarona would have been the most suitable candidates, but you are not willing to risk Hera's death, and Alenna is not willing to fight Amon herself." In fact, there is only one god among us, and if she were to fight, she would neither kill Amun nor be beheaded by Amon. ”

Zeus snorted coldly and said, "Since this is a decisive battle between the gods, there is nothing that will not happen!"

Themis sighed and said, "What I said was only their thoughts on each other, not the definitive result. ”

The two men never said the name of the god, and the Olympian gods heard it clearly in their souls. At this time, a goddess took the initiative to stand up, bowed shallow to Zeus, and said, "Father of the gods, let me represent Olympus!"

...... Amon stood in the clouds with his hands behind his back, and all the angels stood silent, only to see a goddess floating out of the Olympian gods opposite. She wore a silver robe, her brown curls fell down to her waist, her slender figure was upright, and her smooth white arms were exposed in the wide sleeves of her robe. She wore a green shawl over her left shoulder and a silver gleaming bracer on her bare right arm.

The bracer was not just an ornament, but an artifact that made her more powerful when shooting arrows. In the middle of her left hand, she carried a ruby-like ring, which was also an artifact, and the light of the ring could be condensed into an incredibly sharp arrow that could hit any target in the sky and on the ground.

On the center of her eyebrows, there was a curved mark of the lower quarter moon, and her eyelashes were long and dense, and when she raised the silver bow in her hand, the eyes that looked at Amon actually shimmered faintly like a ruby, which was the divine light of the condensed arrow intent in the ring. Her small pinna also moved slightly, like a cat full of agility, and the upper end of the pinna turned out to be pointed, with a strange beauty.

Her red lips are as delicate as fresh rose petals, and her lip line has a seductive arc, but at the moment she is pursed tightly, and her expression faintly reveals resolute strength. Amon knew the goddess well, how strong her soul was in her slightly wild body, and she never gave in, even if she was imprisoned in the body of a cat for hundreds of years. Now she has stepped forward and challenged him on behalf of the gods of Olympus.

"I've said a long time ago, when there really is a day, you don't embarrass me. The goddess had raised the silver bow as she spoke, and the bracer on the arm holding the spine of the bow glowed with silver, and the god seemed to have become one with the bow, and the right hand that held the bowstring was clasped, and the ruby light on the ring condensed into a thread, and the green shawl swayed without wind.

"Schrödinger, I said a long time ago that I will never embarrass you. Amon stared at her, there was still a faint golden light on Zhou's body, and the whole person was like a flickering tear of the gods.

Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, slowly drew her bow, like a half-quarter moon turning into a full moon, and a bright red arrow condensed on the bowstring, and everything in heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in this arrow, firmly locking Amon. Perhaps only by being in it can you feel the incomparable coercion, can Amon catch this arrow?

Among the twelve main gods of Olympus today, Zeus does not need to be mentioned, and Hera rarely makes a move, and no one knows what her magic realm is, and the rest are Apollo, Artemis, Poseidon, Hades, and Aarena with the strongest combat power. Amun had defeated Apollo, but it was not a life-and-death battle, but a surprise victory.

But Artemis is different from Apollo, she knows Amon too well, she knows him as well as herself, she grew up watching Amon grow up in Duketown, and she is by his side to help him on the road to transcendence and eternal life. And now that he is fighting on behalf of the gods, Artemis will not be able to hold back once he makes a move, and no one can deceive so many gods, and this arrow contains the most powerful divine power of this goddess.

In such a situation, it only takes one blow to determine the winner or even the survival.

Amon still stood with his hands behind his back, without taking out any weapons, and even the Key of Destiny had been returned to Medanzo, who had possessed many powerful artifacts, but had given them to his disciples. But the angels had nothing to worry about, and they had enough faith in their god that Amun's golden fist should be able to crush the arrow and repel Artemis.

But everyone is also clear about his relationship with Artemis, Amon defeats her but will not behead her, but Artemis cannot keep his hand, and Amon is afraid that the price of receiving this arrow will be very large.

Just as the angels were thinking this, the silver light between heaven and earth trembled, the bowstring was silent, and the arrow had been shot. The arrow was originally condensed by the red light emitted from the ring, as if it was just a pure energy, but when it left the string, it changed color and completely turned into substance, becoming a flying silver shuttle.

Between the blue sky and the sea, all the breath trembled slightly invisibly, and the silver shuttle rotated sharply, condensing all the spatial energy it passed. It seemed to come very slowly, did not turn into a phantom light, and its trajectory in the air could be seen clearly, but at the same time it was fast, almost impossible to dodge. The edge of the silver shuttle had enveloped Amun's place, and although it flew from one direction, it seemed to shoot from all directions.

Amon looked at the flying silver shuttle, his gaze passing through the trajectory of the silver shuttle as if he was also staring into Artemis's eyes, not knowing what to say silently, but still holding his hands behind his back and not moving. With only the faint layer of golden light that shrouded his body, he probably couldn't stop this arrow, and those as powerful as Amun should also take the initiative to meet it! But what was he waiting for?

The arrow, which seemed to be coming very slowly, arrived in an instant, hitting Amon's chest, and suddenly the sky was full of golden light, and the eyes of the gods were all shook, and I felt that the soul was also bursting with golden light. By the time he saw the clouds again, Amon was gone, and Artemis's bow in his hand, the bracers on his arms, and the ring on his fingers were all restored.

There were three things that swirled down to the sea, a mine hammer, a hunting knife a foot long, and an earth pupil.

The Mine Hammer was the weapon Amon had brought from Salem to use in his duel with Apollo, and the hunting knife was given to him by Mayor Dasty when Amon first left Duk Town as a teenager, and Amon used it to cut off one of Antonio's fingers in the Temple of Delphi. As for the pupil of the earth, its origin is even more unusual, it was given to Amon by the old madman Nietzsche himself.

It records the old madman's research experience on various divine arts, as well as many experiences in his life. Only when Amun's information magic breaks through a certain realm, can the corresponding content be read, and the information will disappear after being read. Now there are only two last magical messages left in the pupil of the earth that will not disappear: the scene of the young Amun kneeling in front of Nietzsche, and the second is the line that Mary once wrote and erased on the wall—"Amon, my name is Echo." ”

These things fell from the sky, indicating that Amon did not flee, but that his form was no longer there, and all the utensils he carried with him would be spilled. But the Lord of Heaven did not fall, for the angels had a clear sense that the kingdom of angels created by his soul still exists in immortal eternity. So, where exactly did Amon go?

When the silver shuttle shot the golden light, the gods of Olympus and the angels of heaven all let out irrepressible exclamations, some with surprise and some with horror. It was clear to everyone that Amon did not fight back or use any means to parry, and he was shot by Artemis's astonishingly powerful arrow.

This golden light condensed into the form of the god when Amon transcended immortality, and it was one with the mind and body of this god, containing the mana of his cultivation over the years. The golden light was scattered, which meant that the mana was slashed, and he needed to re-cultivate to regain his former strength. But the situation was more than that, Amon disappeared before the eyes of the gods and angels, not to run away, not to stealth, not to step into the void.

In this case, Amun could only grasp one opportunity to avoid the fate of falling, and that was to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation with the Buddha-figure Dharmakaya. In fact, Amon did just that, and he had re-entered the cycle of the world, just like Aphrodite, who had been shot down by his arrow.

The angels heard Amun's voice in their souls—"When I am not here, you will understand what the true guidance of faith is?...... When I forget all this, I can seek true transcendence...... Remembering today's covenant, I am making a covenant not only with the gods, but also with you, and with the creatures of the earth. ...... Protect the Kingdom of Heaven and the Garden of Eden, and wait for my rebirth and return. ”

If Amon himself didn't want to, he wouldn't do that, and even if he didn't want to shoot Artemis, he could launch a counterattack to block the arrow. However, he just watched as the silver shuttle shot in, the mana was exhausted, and then he re-entered the reincarnation of the world. There are not many gods in the world who can deliver such a blow, and if this is the choice Amun is ready for, Artemis' arrow is simply just right.

Everyone was stunned, especially Zeus, with a look of shock, his sharp gaze towards the three fallen objects, as if his gaze had penetrated the sky and the sea, but he could no longer see where Amon was. Seeing a flash of light and shadow, Mu Yun, who was holding the ivy staff, had already appeared in the position where Amon had just disappeared, and with a single move, he put away the three things that were falling towards the sea, and looked at Artemis without saying a word.

Artemis stared at the sea for a long time, silent, still holding a silver warbow in her hand, and her shawl dangling from her arm, no one knowing what she was thinking. It's been quiet, and I don't know how long time has passed.

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(To be continued)