Whether it is physical or divine arts, Haven and Vitru are more skilled than Amon, and they are also more familiar with the situation of the Eju Empire, this step is counted before Amon. The most fatal thing is that they judged Amon's destination, and the result was correct!

After entering the mountains on the east bank of the Ronnie River, Vitru did not use the Remembrance Lamp again, and even the hard work of Yu made him not want to waste more mana, so he only let Haven track Amon according to the traces, and the distance seemed to be much farther away.

After three days of walking in the mountains, Amon gradually relaxed, and no longer had the feeling of being stared at from time to time, Schrödinger slept very soundly, and the tracker seemed to have been thrown off.

I was tired enough to choke this way, and I was almost forced to have no way to escape, but now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. That night, Amon didn't rush anymore, made Schrödinger a delicious meal, and had a beautiful full meal himself, still practiced the basic meditation of divine arts, and lay down in the middle of the night to sleep well, and did not forget to set up a divine array around the perimeter to guard and cover when he slept.

Just when it was almost dawn, Schrödinger, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped up from the ground and screamed, Amon also woke up, and the feeling of being stared at came back inexplicably! He was taken aback, hadn't the tracker given up yet, and found the neighborhood again? Amon hurriedly packed up his things, put Schrödinger in his leather pocket and left, the opponent was really terrible, he couldn't delay any longer, and he wanted to cross the Ronnie River today as fast as possible.

Amun was running through the mountains and forests with his staff, and he had already reached out and taken several scrolls from his bones and put them in his leather pocket, and saw in front of him an open field in the middle of the dense forest, with the foot of the mountain on the left and right sides, and a valley mouth in the middle, out of which he was not far from the Ronnie River. Amon suddenly froze in the process of running, and snorted coldly: "Who is it, who has been tracking me all the way to now? It's time to show up and say hello!"

There was an ambush ahead, and Amon discovered it in time, and the tracker who was like a maggot attached to the bone finally appeared, but he calmed down and raised his tend-like staff with one hand.

A sneer came, and several people walked out from behind the mountain beams on either side, two magicians with staffs and four warriors with bows and arrows. The magician standing on the left stared at Amon and said, "Boy, you still can't escape from my palm after all!

Amon's pupils were also shrinking, and he met his gaze and said, "Obama, it's you! No wonder you will chase after you all the way, if I give you the gift of Master Nero, will you spare my life and wait for the future to publicize what you have done?"

This sentence stopped Obama, no matter whether Amon handed over the sacred stone and scroll on his body or not, since Obama did such a thing, he would never leave Amon behind. As long as Amon is alive, it is evidence of his evil deeds. In this case, what else is there to talk about, as long as Amon is not an idiot, he will not hand over things obediently.

Obama blushed and said: "I am the patriarch of the Linton family, you stole the relics of my ancestors, if you return them obediently, I will let you die happily." As he spoke, he raised his staff, and the four warriors around him had already drawn their bows and arrows aimed at Amun, and at such a close distance, the warriors' bows and arrows were cross-pointed, and Amon couldn't dodge at all.

Amon was slightly taken aback when he saw Obama's staff, which was almost identical to the one he had given to Link, with seven divine stones inlaid in a spiral. It seems to be a very valuable standard staff, or the same master craftsman as Link's, which greatly enhances the power of various divine arts, and there is no difference in caste.

Unbeknownst to him, the staff in Obama's hand was Nero's personal staff, inherited by the patriarch of the Linton family. And the relic returned by Amon is the staff of the main priest who belongs to the temple of the city-state, which is more precious than Nero's personal staff.

At this time, another magician reminded: "Lord Linton, be careful, he just discovered our ambush, he must have used the detection magic, he is a magician!"

Obama was slightly stunned, and then smiled evilly: "Magician, then I don't need to ...... if I kill him."

Before he could finish his words, the people around him suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, only to hear the sound of the bowstring, the warriors' arrows suddenly departed from the string and shot towards Amun, and the other magician's staff waved, and a sea of fire was sacrificed on the open ground. It turned out to be Amon with a bow without warning, waving the branch in his hand like a leopard and rushing towards Obama, who never talked much nonsense when he fought, and did what he said.

The force of the arrows sent by the samurai with physical skills could be shot into the heart of the elephant, and Amon could not dodge it at all, but he did not dodge it. At the moment when the bowstring vibrate, his hand was copied into his bosom, and he took out a silver shield out of thin air, this huge shield was seven feet high and three feet long, blocking the front of his body tightly.

All four arrows were fired at the shield, and the air erupted in a buzzing sound like a sledgehammer hitting a giant drum, but no metal clashing sounded. When the surface of the shield was struck by an arrow, a silvery light erupted, and the traces of the arrows were like stones falling into the calm surface of a lake, causing a series of ripples.

No one could see where Amun's shield came from, it turned out to be a defensive magic weapon blessed by divine magic, and Amon himself would use divine magic, which greatly enhanced the defensive effect of the shield itself. It was too late for the samurai to shoot a second arrow, and the only thing that could stop Amun's advance was the sea of fire rising in the clearing.

The reaction of the other magician on the other side was obviously not slow, and he immediately sent out a powerful mid-level fire elemental divine technique, which was simple and effective, and could scorch Amon in an instant!

But Amon was not scorched, the arrow hit the shield, his footsteps only slowed slightly, and then with a flick of his wrist, the silver light on the shield extended backwards along the curved shield, forming a ball of light that wrapped Amon in the middle. He rushed into the sea of fire, and the surrounding tongues of fire swept on the mask and made a sizzling sound, as if it could crack this layer of light mask at any time, and the silver light was dyed red in an instant, and Amon was wrapped in the blazing heat.

With a wave of the branch in Amon's hand, there seemed to be a wave surging in the air, and an ice-blue trail spread out in front of him, like a wave rushing out of the sea of fire. This is a mid-level water elemental magic - the Cryophilic Technique, Amon didn't use it to attack anyone, he just opened a way for himself in the sea of fire, and rushed in front of Obama in the blink of an eye.

When the sea of fire rose, Obama thought that Amon was dead, but he didn't expect that the blue light flashed and the flames separated, and Amon was already in front of him, with the side of the shield in his left hand and the branch in his right hand swinging over.

The position of priest can be hereditary, Obama is the patriarch of the Lington family, and inherited the priesthood of the Cape Temple, but he himself has practiced magic for so many years, and he is only a third-level magician, so naturally it is impossible to become a chief priest like Nero. But the third-level divine magician can already cultivate the mid-level divine arts, and the staff in his hand is very easy to use, and he has also exerted his maximum potential in danger.

The wind and sand swept in front of Obama, and in an instant, a wall of earth harder than stone rose and crashed towards Amon. The mid-level earth element magic technique - the wall technique, which can be defended from a long distance and counterattacked at close range, this hand is already quite beautiful.

The shield collided with the earthen wall, and the muffled sound was like a faint thunder, and Amun's forward figure was forcibly blocked. At this moment, Obama saw a little white light, which was actually the "branch" in Amon's hand, shrouded in a faint layer of light that passed through the defense of the earthen wall technique. He couldn't think of any more reaction, and the "branch" swept lightly across his neck, and Obama's head turned at a strange angle and drooped.

No one expected that Amon would take out a magic shield, nor did he expect that he would be so skillful in performing magic as easily, and he did not expect that the inconspicuous "branch" in his hand was not only a magic staff, but also a sharp weapon in the hands of a samurai! Although the process is complicated, it only took a few blinks of an eye from Amun's sudden rush forward to Obama being killed on the spot.

Obama's body fell to the ground, and the wall technique fell apart, leaving the rest stunned. The shocked warrior threw down his bow and drew his sword, and pounced on Amon like madness, they were all Obama's personal servants, and they watched the head of the family being killed without even having time to protect him.

Another magician, Gejue, is a fourth-level magician, a close friend of Obama's, who was asked to help this time, and is said to have a lot of benefits after the deed. I thought it would be easy to deal with a hunter from the countryside, but I didn't expect that as soon as I met him, Obama, the mastermind of the matter, died, his eyes showed horror, and he waved his staff frantically while retreating.

The wind blades around Amon danced like countless tiny blades cut messily, and at the same time, there were various flashes of light, making Amun's body feel heavy and slow, and the air became viscous and blocked all movements, so that the warriors could dissect him. This is a reasonable way for a sorcerer to cooperate in combat, and this singer is obviously very experienced.

If the four samurai had formed up in battle formation, they might have been able to fight Amon with all their might, but Amon suddenly rushed in front of Obama, and they threw down their bows and swords in shock, and the timing of the attacks in the panic was inconsistent, although the interval was short, but it was enough for Amon to react separately.

These people are all low-level samurai, two third-level samurai and two second-level samurai, Obama didn't know Amon's strength, he thought that this was already a knife to kill chickens.

Feeling his body become heavier, Amun's was not affected too much, and the air around him seemed to become viscous, which would hinder his movements, but he simply stood there and did not move. The first samurai's sword slashed at him, and Amon flicked the shield in his hand to meet it. The heavy shield slammed heavily on the tip of the sword, and the slender sword was smashed by a flash of silver light.

Amon flipped his wrist and lifted his shield, and the iron branch stretched out from below and pointed directly at the warrior's chest, which seemed to be only a light touch, but the light of the tip of the staff did not enter the body. The samurai spurted blood from his mouth, and his body convulsed and fell. Amon didn't give him a second look, and swung his staff to make a sound of gold and iron, and then grabbed the sword of another warrior, and the edge of the shield swept like a huge battle axe slashing at the warrior's waist.

With a miserable cry, the samurai was not cut in two, but his body flew out like a piece of paper that had been folded into a strange shape, and he had already lost his life when he landed. The other two warriors had just rushed in front of them at this time, and they were terrified when they saw this scene, and they had lost the courage to fight Amun, but everything happened so fast that they didn't have time to react, and the swords in their hands still stabbed left and right.

Amon swept his shield sideways like a heavy iron door, flicking the attacks of two long swords in a row, his left magic staff was raised in the air and dangled, and two wind blades flew out in succession and slashed at the necks of the two warriors. The Wind Blade looked like a gentle kiss, and deep wounds appeared on the necks of the two samurai in an instant, and blood spurted out.

The rain of blood did not fall on Amun, blocking the light from the shield, and the two warriors also fell to the ground with convulsions, their bodies trembling violently like shrimp suddenly thrown into a frying pan, and soon they were motionless.

The other died faster than the two warriors, and just as they fell to the ground, Amon suddenly threw the shield in his hand with all his might. The heavy shield swirled like a frisbee, and with the sound of the wind, it struck the retreating magician. This is a precious weapon blessed by divine magic, obviously Amon's self-defense, and no one expected him to suddenly throw it out of his hands during the battle.

As he threw out the shield, Amon raised his staff, and a white light spilled down, eliminating the negative impact on his body.

No matter how fast he retreated, his shield flew as fast as his shield, and he stood too close to retreat to a safe distance in a short time. He was only a fourth-level magician, while Amun's magic was much more advanced than him, and he was also a fifth-level warrior. In his haste, he barely had time to lift the staff forward, and an invisible shield was sacrificed out of thin air.

The shield met an invisible block in the air, and there was a cracking sound that came from nowhere. Ge Jue obviously stood in place and didn't touch anything, but as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, he flew out with a miserable scream. After he fell, his legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, and then he felt the heat in his eyebrows, and the whole world disappeared in front of his eyes.

It turned out to be Amon turning the branch, and a flame flew out from the tip of the staff, shooting right on Gejue's forehead. The flames left only a scorch mark, and the corpse of the song appeared intact, but the heat had penetrated into his skull, and it was killing him in an instant.

Before he could finish a glass of wine, Obama and the others had died, but Amon was unharmed! He didn't use the scroll, because it was unnecessary, and he didn't want to kill Nero's family with the scroll Nero left behind. A gust of wind blew, and the grass and trees in the mountains made a rustling sound, blowing the corners of the clothes on the corpses, and the bodies of the six people who were alive just now were gradually getting cold.

Amon had a sad look in his eyes and sighed softly, like the wind blowing through the treetops. He straightened his clothes and walked over to pick up the shield, but he suddenly froze when he had just taken two steps, bent one leg slightly to maintain a forward posture, and then slowly stood up straight, his face was tense and dignified, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy, and his hair was about to stand on end.

There was applause in the wilderness, and someone said in a mocking tone: "Wonderful, wonderful, what an eye-opener!" Amon, you accepted Nero's gift, but killed the patriarch of the Lington family, do you still want to escape today? Lord Julian's eyesight is really good, and he has already seen that you have an ulterior secret, it turns out that you are really a magician! Can you tell me how a mid-level warrior can perform a mid-level divine magic? I am really curious, maybe this secret can be exchanged for your life. ”

Looking up, five people came out of the dense forest, which was obviously completely different from the momentum of the six people just now. Amon actually knew one of them, and the rest of them were also somewhat familiar. He had seen Julian's retinue Vitru in the Temple of Isis, and when he left the temple that day, he glanced at Lord Julian's personal guards guarding the temple.

Vitru walked in the middle with a staff in hand, Haven walked in front with a round shield in one hand and a short knife in the other, two samurai with long swords and shields on the left and right, and Julian's nephew Shute followed Vitru with a battle axe to protect him, and they stood still dozens of paces away. This distance allows the samurai to charge, and is also within the power range of throwing weapons such as pikes, and is the best distance for the sorcerer to coordinate the attack.

Amon imagined that there was no chance to launch a surprise attack just now against Obama and others, and the aura emanating from these people was extremely powerful, and Amon's strength was obviously not an opponent. Vitru looked at him like a cat looking at a rat that he was left to play with.

The mouse was stared to death by the cat, what would be the first reaction, I'm afraid no one would have thought of it, Amon slapped the leather pocket diagonally and shouted: "Schrödinger, run!"

Amon knew very well that he was in serious trouble, and he might not be able to protect Schrödinger's safety anymore, so he had to let the cat escape first. He stood there with the horizontal staff in his hand, and a cat suddenly jumped out of his leather pocket and ran towards the valley mouth in a puff of smoke, running faster than the frightened cheetah.

Schrödinger's paw landed on the grass without even making a sound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye—it was so righteous that it didn't slipped away at all!

Vitru and the others were not too surprised, they had long known that Amon had a cat with him, and he stood there and did not move, because Amon did not move either, and what they wanted to catch was a person, not a cat. Vitru smiled: "Amon, you are really leisurely, you still care about the life and death of the cat at this time, think more about yourself, what about my proposal just now?"

Haven also shouted: "Please don't move, and don't try to pick up that shield for self-defense, we can kill you at any time, no matter how good that shield is, it doesn't make a difference whether you have it or not...... You don't have any chance anymore, don't think about how to escape, from the headland city-state here, your whereabouts are under our control, let's think about how to cooperate, so as not to suffer more. ”

(To be continued)