As he spoke, they had already rushed to the center of the battlefield, and with a wave of his hand, Amon sent two cavalry to meet him, and the chariots also circled around the place of melee. This is a duel between elites, as soon as the battle is very fierce, swords and guns collide with people and horses and roar, and they collide together to start a strangulation, and the swords and guns are radiant and accompanied by various magic attacks and defenses.

Although Amon did not train a guard of priests like Gilgamesh, he was also prepared, not only a few great warriors and great sorcerers mixed in the personal guard, but also transferred dozens of noble warriors in the army who had been awakened by their strength for the second time to the front line, and they were evenly matched for a while.

Gilgamesh sat in the car and didn't move, holding a staff and casting all kinds of magic to help. Amon stood there from a distance and didn't move, holding the iron branch staff on guard, and the two great magicians behind him chanted loudly, working together to use their magic to help their own personal guard team, and for a while they couldn't spare their hands to help the five great warriors again.

The more direct collisions of elite forces, the heavier the casualties, and it is difficult to notice which warrior fell under whose sword and gun in the cavalry melee. A charge and battle was accompanied by the roar of divine magic, and both sides lost a lot of people after interspersing and closing their formations. Looking at Abel already lying in a pool of blood, such a chaotic battlefield, no one noticed how he died.

Gilgamesh finally stood up, his staff in his hand, and drew his sword from his waist and slowly stepped out of the chariot. Amon glanced back at the two great magicians behind him, and slowly walked forward with his iron staff in his hand. Between them, it was a dark battlefield between Enqidu and the five great samurai, and the commanders of both sides were finally going to directly participate in the battle.

The big battle in the wilderness has entered a state of strangulation, the two sides of the army formations are interspersed, the formation is a little chaotic, the commander can only strictly order the rear infantry phalanx to stabilize, at this time the comparison is morale, to see who can hold on to the end in the bitter struggle? And the turning point that determines the direction of the battle is the decisive battle of the most central master, once the two commanders make a move, they cannot fail.

Amon walked forward step by step, as if he was oblivious to the fierce battle of several great samurai in front of him, and there seemed to be a spark of tension in the air. At this moment, Enqidu suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, turned around and swept out a sword, and the half of the broken sword emitted a dazzling golden light. Hearing a few muffled snorts one after another, the five great warriors besieging him all stumbled out.

Gabriel, who had the strongest will to fight, was oozing blood from the corners of his mouth at this moment, his battle axe was broken out of several cracks, and the armor on his body was also shattered and fell to the ground one by one. Medanzo gasped for air, the short blade in his hand groaning in pain. Looking at the mace in Long Teng's hand again, the sharp tooth-shaped spikes were almost flattened and flattened by the impact of the force, turning into a giant hammer.

Enqi knew that Gilgamesh was coming, and with a sword fight, he forced all the five great warriors besieging him back, and the two were about to converge. And Li Quaid and Wald seized this rare opportunity, gave up the battlefield on the side of the pro-soldier guards, and sent a high-level attack magic technique towards Enqidu. The two of them coincidentally performed the Spatial Rift Technique, and the piece of heaven and earth on which Enqidu stood was instantly shattered into countless pieces, and even the light and shadow became incomplete.

Enqi held his sword and pointed it at the sky, and the golden sword burst out, and the remnant sword not only became intact, but also the brilliance enveloped his whole body, and even the spatial cutting could not be shaken. Gilgamesh pointed his staff from a distance, and there was a blur between heaven and earth, this is an information annihilation magic technique, to an extremely high realm, it can even erase the boundary of space.

The two great magicians were not only attacking Enqidu, but also preventing Gilgamesh from joining the warband, and the magic used should be the most suitable. And Gilgamesh saw the move, and the obstacle was about to rush over. Amon gritted his teeth, and was about to fly up with the iron branch staff, but suddenly his whole body went weak for no reason, as if he had been invaded by a powerful and irresistible force in the depths of his heart, and he stood there without moving!

Even when facing Enqidu, Amon never had this feeling, who did it? This power seemed irresistible and irresistible, but it was not aimed at Amon, but Amon could truly feel the invisible coercion, directly invading the depths of his soul. He was even in a trance for a moment, inexplicably recalling all kinds of weak moments in his life, as well as the trials and tribulations he had experienced.

Amon felt the same way, and everyone around him froze at this moment, looking up at the sky almost at the same time. I don't know when the sky was dark, and the fierce screams in the sky were gone, and the canopy was torn open a spiral-shaped gap, as if leading to the endless unknown. Hearing only the sound of plopping and plopping, and the collision of weapons and armor on the ground, the surrounding war horses fell to the ground one after another, and the stunned warriors fell down, and the fierce battle actually stopped in silence.

Ten thousand people looked up at the sky, and on the canopy in the center of the battle array, the black whirlpool kept surging and circling, as if it was an endless abyss extending from an unknown space. The warriors were inexplicably frightened, and the two great magicians floating in mid-air could not calm their minds and use the blessing magic to boost their morale, and even they themselves did not even dare to continue to stay in the sky, and had already fallen.

Black is not a color, when all colors and light and shadow are gone, it is absolute darkness. But the black vortex in the sky seemed so bright and dazzling, as if it had torn open a gap that swallowed everything. Gilgamesh also stood still, looking up at the sky with a shocked expression, the black vortex tearing through the sky and coming out hideously, the center pointed directly at Enqidu.

The continent's No. 1 warrior suddenly woke up in shock, as if he realized or understood something, and roared and laughed: "Is this the test I have to face, or is it the curse of the gods? It's just in time, I've been waiting for a long time!"

With a wild laugh, he leapt high and slashed at the black vortex, a sword as powerful as the cloud eagle he had slashed at Horus a few days earlier. In front of him was a stunned sight, the golden sword light actually condensed into a giant blade hundreds of feet long in the air, slashing into the black vortex with incomparably violent power.

Immediately after Enqidu's wild laughter was dumbfounded, the black light only trembled slightly, and the golden giant sword disappeared without a trace as if it had been annihilated, as if it was not an attack that could be fought with strength. Immediately after that, the huge whirlpool rolled abruptly, and a black thunderbolt slashed silently towards Enqidu.

Enqidu raised his sword to block, and the golden light on the snake scale armor trembled, like an awe-inspiring and inviolable god, but it fell from the sky, and there was a bang on the ground. The black lightning was like a maggot of rotten bones, entwining and slashing down, but I don't know who is fighting this continent's number one warrior?

Gilgamesh was the first to react, roared wildly and raised his staff, and a huge figure appeared in the air, which was the "god form" that Gilgamesh had appeared. The mana-condensed figure appeared in mid-air, carrying all the strength of Gilgamesh himself, holding a fang-like spike in his hand and striking the black vortex with a roaring sound.

He and Enkidu had already cooperated many times, and they already knew what to do, Enqidu fell to the ground to defend, and Gilgamesh took the opportunity to use the most powerful magic to attack the "enemy" behind. But in the next moment, the light and shadow dissipated, and the "god form" that Gilgamesh appeared collapsed at the touch of a touch in front of the black light, and the fang-like spikes also fell.

Gilgamesh took a few steps backwards and spat blood, and only then did he stand still with his staff. He couldn't even help Enqidu, and he couldn't even join the battle of the black vortex attack, so he could only watch.

Amon also watched all this happen, he didn't know what was going on, so he naturally used the detection magic to sense it as soon as possible. If this was really the curse of the so-called gods, he wanted to know which god had made the move, and where the god was hiding, but he found no trace, only an inexplicable aura of terror in the black vortex and thunderbolt.

The screams, roars, fights, and wails seemed to come from the far sky, and they seemed to ring in the ears. With these voices, countless people's pain, resentment, fear, hesitation, despair and other feelings irresistibly invaded the depths of the soul, forming a powerful and incredible spiritual impact force, as if to completely disperse people's consciousness.

Amon was just a bystander, sensing all this with his detection magic technique, and the feeling of Enqidu, who was entangled and struck by the black thunderbolt, was unknown to anyone, but it was conceivable. The black thunderbolt not only contained a powerful spiritual impact, but also a continuous burst of energy directly slashed at Enqidu's body. The great warrior frantically brandished his half-broken sword, and the golden light of the sword rolled around his body like a hurricane, but he could not disperse or repel the indescribable attack, and he did not even know who his opponent was.

It was as if it was a duel with no hope in sight, and Enkidu burst out with the most powerful force in his life, and the snake scale armor on his body exploded one by one, like bursting golden smoke and dust.

As soon as Amon fell into his trance, his body and mind were invaded by an indescribable trembling sensation, and he withdrew his detection magic technique, and looked down at the other magicians on the battlefield, all with painful and hesitant expressions. It's no wonder that as long as a magician sees this kind of scene, it is impossible not to detect the magic to sense, and if he is not careful in the shock, he will be invisibly injured by the impact.

The vast majority of warriors naturally don't know how to detect divine arts, but when they look at the sky, they all feel an irresistible tremor in their hearts, and they can't even hold the weapon in their hand. Those who could still think wondered if this was the punishment and curse of the gods? Even the Eju soldiers could not raise a trace of fighting spirit at this time, and in the face of the unknown terror that tore open the canopy, it seemed that they were under great pressure.

This battle could not be fought any further, and only Enkidu was left to fight alone.

Amon came back to his senses, quietly summoned the generals around him, and quickly ordered the entire army to retreat. The Eju army quietly retreated, and many soldiers gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone inexplicably wanted to get as far away from the battlefield as possible. Amon sat in the car as he retreated, and although he didn't look back, he could still feel the pain and despair contained in the black thunderbolt.

He "brings" a strange ability from the underworld, that is, he can feel the inner emotions of others, since it is an ability, of course, he can master and use it freely, and he doesn't have to feel it when he doesn't want to feel it. But at this time, this ability was out of control, and when he withdrew the detection technique, he could still feel the "thoughts" in the black thunderbolt.

The "thoughts" contained in the black thunderbolt seem to be "alive", but it does not look like a person, but the inner refraction of many people, directly drilling into the soul to emerge and dispel, in the face of this impact, how strong will is it necessary to stay awake and not lose oneself? Amon couldn't help but remember that he had felt similar in Queen Erebi's underworld.

Between the gates of Hades, he had "heard" countless people's prayers, supplications, insults, curses, and resentments intertwined, and at that time he could only pass through safely by holding his heart steady, and those desires were only naturally sensed by Amun, and did not converge to actively impact his soul. But at this moment, Enqidu is obviously directly bearing this impact. Amon's ability comes from this experience, and at this moment, he can't help but be shocked when he realizes Enqidu's situation.

Retreating to Red Cape Town, Amon did not hide far away, but climbed the tower to continue to watch. The army of Eju retreated silently, but the Uruk corps remained where it was, because Gilgamesh did not give the order.

Gilgamesh did not give up, he gathered the priests in the army to form a large array of divine arts, and personally performed all kinds of magic in the main array, but the black thunderbolt did not seem to be affected. Gilgamesh changed his mind again and tried to "rescue" Enkidu, but in vain.

The black thunderbolt fell from the sky, and it had already entangled Enqidu, and the magicians were injured by the terrifying impact if they accidentally penetrated the detection sense. Gilgamesh's face had lost its blood, and the hand holding the staff was shaking, but he was not willing to give up.

Amon looked at the battlefield shrouded in a black vortex from the castle tower, because of that uncontrollable ability, he also endured abnormal pain, and his body was soaked in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and insisted on not missing every detail. He had to see that the huge whirlpool leading to the unknown depths of the canopy seemed to have a strange attraction, containing secrets unknown to the gods.

Amon seemed to understand something, but he was even more confused, he could only feel, and he didn't have time to think and comprehend for the time being.

What Enkidu endured was not only the impact from the soul, but also the black thunderbolt accompanied by a huge burst of energy, like countless invisible opponents rushing forward one after another, launching a charge without stopping. Amon admired Enqidu immensely at this moment, he was able to persist in this kind of attack until now, although it was not too long, but it was enough to frighten the world.

The snake scale armor on the first warrior of the continent has been completely shattered, his clothes have turned into ashes, and his sturdy and burly body is emitting a bronze brilliance, looming in the black thunderbolt. He frantically waved the remnant sword in his hand, and the golden sword light had turned into a flying mist and enveloped his body, but it became more and more dim in the thunderbolt package.

Seeing that Enqidu's sword was about to be annihilated in the black light, the warrior let out the last roar of his life, and the sword burst out dazzling again, he jumped high again, and actually rushed to the center of the black vortex, and his voice echoed over the battlefield: "Jill, I finally understand! This is not a curse of the gods, but a judgment of fate!"

What did Enkidu understand? No one can ask anymore, because this is the last thing he said in the world. Amon was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard a roar again, as if thousands of bison were neighing wildly in their souls, it was actually the roar of Humbaba! Humbaba had already been killed by Enqidu, how could the soul-shaking roar that shook its dying soul appear in the black whirlpool?

Sensing the sudden roaring impact, Amun's body was weak and he almost didn't stand firm, and then he heard several great magicians behind him exclaim at the same time: "Be careful!"

A golden light shot straight from the black vortex towards the castle tower of Red Cape Town, it was the sword in Enqidu's hand. The last thing the great samurai did in his life was not to continue to fight against the Black Thunderbolt, but to throw this sword with all his strength, still to kill Amon.

This sword was too sharp and too sudden, no one thought of it! If it weren't for the fact that there were several great magicians standing behind him, and they found that it was wrong and immediately blocked it with instantaneous divine magic, Amun, who was distracted, might really be killed by Enqidu. That golden light seemed to contain the most brilliant and powerful energy magic in the world, and it broke through the obstacles one after another without changing its direction.

By the time it reached Amun, it had lost control, for the person who had delivered the blow was no longer alive. The black vortex on the canopy was slowly retracting, and Enqi was all slashed, leaving only a few fragments of scale armor on the battlefield.

Amon snorted and raised the Iron Staff forward, the golden light disappeared, and it was forcibly ingested into the magical space carried by the Wind Charm Dance. Then his eyes went dark, he opened his mouth to spit blood, fell down and fainted, and was hugged by Medanzo.

Amon's strange ability has been out of control, and he has been exploring what is contained in the black vortex and thunderbolt all the time? Unconsciously running mana to protect the mind, he didn't even realize that the mana consumption had reached the limit, and suddenly heard Hong Baba's roar, he was already injured, and when he used the magic to collect the golden light, he couldn't help but faint.

...... When Amon, the commander-in-chief of the battlefield in Eju, woke up, it was already noon the next day. When he opened his eyes from the chaos, he saw a milky white light slowly sprinkling, and when he turned his head, he saw that the ninth-level great magician Wald was performing healing magic on himself, while the other generals in the army were sitting in the room.

Amon moved slightly, and was surprised to find that his injuries were very strange, and the blood veins in his body were intact, but he couldn't run a trace of mana.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the people around him immediately noticed it, and someone said in a tone of surprise and anxiety: "Thank you, the Commander-in-Chief has finally woken up...... The Uruk legion had retreated, and it was heard that Gilgamesh was also seriously wounded. We didn't pursue without the commander-in-chief's order, and now that you're awake, do you want to order the whole army to pursue and destroy the enemy?"

(To be continued)