Kid, when you see this, you're already an excellent second-level magician. I don't know what kind of hardships you have experienced in the mountains, but you should also find that you are actually stronger than you think. I can tell you all the experience of cultivating divine arts. But I have only explored the secrets of the gods so far, and the rest is just speculation.

Awakening the power of both sides of the same body and cultivating both physical and divine arts according to a specific step is actually more difficult than cultivating one or the other alone. But following Bell's message, I want you to take this difficult path. If you become a second-level magician, if you can't meet the test of "Firm Faith" for a long time, I suggest that you insist on cultivating second-level physical arts while learning all kinds of low-level magic that you can master.

If the second-level physical technique cultivation reaches the peak, and the test of divine skill promotion will come immediately, then it proves that my speculation is correct.

In the various city-states on the continent, the identity of the mage cannot be revealed, but being a samurai is a good identity cover. If you accidentally leak it, you may be able to impersonate a sorcerer from afar, but in a realm that believes in different gods, it can be dangerous as well.

You don't have to be afraid of cavemen, just be careful that their bows and arrows can be poisonous. Using divine magic in front of them is a great way to deter, especially the fire elemental divine technique, which is mostly worshipped by cavemen. You may encounter a tribe of cavemen and savages, and if you are smart, you may be treated as a god, depending on your luck.

Although you can't easily divulge your secrets, you might as well pass on this cultivation to others, those who are worthy of your trust or worthy of your use, and get confirmation from them. You may not think you should do that, but I'm sorry, but that's what I did to you. It's better than being blinded to a mortal world for the rest of your life, and even if you don't become a god in the end, you can at least see the light beyond the canopy.

Keep going high, and when you pass through the three clouds and find a place to stay, I don't know when you will pass the test of "steadfastness of faith." But from now on, you have to pay attention to the weather around you and the sky in the east, and when disaster strikes, you will see the next message I left for you.

This is the end of the old madman's first message, he didn't teach Amon specific cultivation, but just talked about the situation that needs to be paid attention to like a chat. To Amun's upset, he once again mentioned the calamity, and the next message could not be seen until after the calamity came.

Since Amon couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it any more uselessly, and settled down and continued to do what he needed to do at the moment. The next day, Amon carried Schrödinger on his back and continued to climb to the heights, and the majestic peak seemed to be in front of him, but it was quite far away. Amon walked for another day, and if memory serves, he had passed through two layers of clouds that surrounded the mountainside.

What did the old madman tell him to run so high? The path was directed by Schrödinger, but the cat had been sleeping in his leather pocket for the past few days, and seemed to have no idea where Amon was going or how fast he was going. If it really wants to lead the way, it is not afraid that Amon will go wrong? In such a complex mountainous terrain, as long as it takes a little mistake, the final destination will be very different.

As soon as Amon thought so, Schrödinger, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped out of his leather pocket, slipped into the bushes beside the road, ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared almost in a flash. It was too late for Amon to draw his knife to open the way, so he jumped more than a dozen feet away and crossed a bush, and when he landed, he summoned a gust of wind to help him stand firm, and quickly chased down the direction where the cat disappeared.

Carrying the heavy iron branches, he jumped so high and so far in an instant, and he could land so steadily, Amon didn't realize that his physical cultivation was already quite accomplished.

There was no trace of the cat in front of him, but Amon saw the footprints left by the leather boots again, or the old boots whose teeth were almost smoothed, and then he heard movement in the distance. He ran in the direction from which the sound came, went around a mountain beam, and saw Schrödinger and the cat peering forward under a large tree, and the roar of a wild beast and the cry of a man could be heard in the valley.

Not only is this cat willing to walk on its own, but it has also learned to see the excitement!

Amon walked up to Schrödinger and looked forward, startled. Ahead was a horseshoe-shaped valley, with steep cliffs on three sides and a waterhole half-ringing, and a man standing halfway up the cliff brandishing a long sword was besieged by several huge ironclad beasts.

Amon had seen the Iron Armor, covered in a scaly cuticle that was as hard as iron armor. It is an omnivore that eats termites from the jungle, fish and shrimp from the silt, and often swallows ironore-rich silt to aid digestion, and sometimes catches small animals. In the feces of the ironclad beasts, the finest refined iron ore can be mined.

The average adult ironclad beast is only more than three feet long, and although it has a lot of strength, it is not too terrifying. But the ironclad beasts that were besieging the man now were ten feet long, and they didn't know what kind of alienated breed they were. Amon gasped after just one look. It was the first time he had seen a beast that could use an instinct similar to that of a divine art.

The Ironclad has a hard shell, but it is not agile enough to climb steep mountain walls. The young man who was being besieged seemed to know this, and he probably had alerted a few mutated giant ironclads by the waterhole, and then climbed halfway up the mountain wall to try to avoid them, but the ironclad beasts also climbed up.

Amon sensed a fluctuation of elemental power, and the huge ironclad beast would actually use a natural skill similar to the earth elemental magic to make its body attached to the rock, becoming heavier and more powerful. And they are far more agile than the average ironclad beast, their sharp teeth and claws are deadly weapons, and their long tails sweep with a strange power.

This power makes people in the vicinity feel a sense of oppression, feeling that their bodies will become heavier and their movements will become slower, and if they are not careful, they may be broken and broken by the long tail sweep of the iron whip. Although Amon had not yet begun to practice the Earth Elemental Divine Technique, he had already memorized the relevant mantras and the various power characteristics he cast, and he understood the mystery at a glance.

The man who was fighting the ironclad beast was also not simple, a long sword wielded impermeably, with a faint mist-like halo. Being able to stimulate the power in the bloodline through weapons is already a mid-level samurai. Although the shell of the mutant ironclad beast was extremely hard and not afraid of ordinary swords, it was very afraid of the faint light mist on the man's sword, especially the weak spots of the eyes and the pale skin under the abdomen.

However, when the ironclad beast attacks, it needs to stand up and open its fangs and raise its claws, so that the softer skin below the neck will be exposed, and this is exactly what the man attacks, so he can fight evenly surrounded by the three ironclad beasts. Amon arrived at the height of the battle, but he could tell at a glance that the man was in danger.

These mutated ironclad beasts seem to be very intelligent, even simple, and know how to cooperate with the siege, three of them attract attention from the front, and one of them sneaks up from the rear in a roundabout way.

Three ironclad beasts were besieging the man on either side and below, completely entangling him, while the other had crept up to the top of the cliff, silently raising its long iron tail on a protruding rock. Even if the man raised his head, his vision would be blocked by the protruding rocks above, and he couldn't see anything, and this long tail would sweep directly to his head when it fell with heavy force, and the man who was surrounded on three sides couldn't avoid it no matter what.

It was too late for someone to sound a warning, but at this moment something unexpected happened. The iron beast in the high place took a step forward with its tail raised, grabbed the rock and was about to exert force, but suddenly his feet slipped and half of his body fell down. The edge of the rock was inexplicably covered with a layer of ice, which was not only unusually slippery but also bitterly cold, which was the most unbearable feeling for reptilian beasts.

The mutant ironclad beast will use an instinct similar to the earth elemental magic, and the ice will shatter in the first breath of the body. But the crushed ice immediately turned into a sharp ice crystal, piercing the soft skin under its chest and abdomen, and although it did not pierce it, it was painful for a moment. The ironclad beast tried to retract and regain its footing, but another gust of wind picked up on the rock, swirling around his long raised tail and flicking it hard to the side.

The long tail of the ironclad beast is an important organ for maintaining the balance of the body, and a series of subtle magic spells against the giant beast standing on a narrow rock, it finally loses its balance and falls off the rock. Coincidentally, it landed on the body of another ironclad beast on the left side below, and the two ironclad beasts rolled together into the waterhole below the mountain, and the hard shell smashed against the rock and made a great noise, causing huge waves in the waterhole.

The man in the fierce battle was startled by this sudden change, and was stunned for a moment, and was almost hit by the claws of the giant beast on the right. A gust of wind condensed into a sharp wind blade in mid-air and slashed the claws of the ironclad beast, and the surface of the claws was glowing with a layer of yellow-black light, and there was not even a mark left on the claws, which was really hard enough!

Taking advantage of such a block, the man had already jumped to the left side with a loud shout, and stood firm and slashed at the ironclad beast in the middle with a sword, the light mist on the sword body was unprecedentedly rich, almost condensed into a shiny sheath. This sword was much more powerful than the wind blade condensed by Amon, and the ironclad beast that was rushing up couldn't dodge, and stretched out its front paws to block, but it was brutally cut off a sharp claw, and let out a deafening roar.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining two ironclad beasts curled up and rolled down the mountain wall, and also fell into the waterhole for a long time without rising.

Even if the man was a fool, he knew that a magician had saved him just now, and when he turned his head and saw Amon who had already walked out of the bushes, he quickly knelt down on one knee with his sword and saluted: "I didn't expect to meet a noble magician here, my name is Medanzo, I am a fourth-level warrior, thank you for saving your life." ”

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