090, Desert poisonous smoke

A full moon shone on the quiet desert. Looking around, there were only rolling sand dunes, endless empty space, not to mention the figure, there was not even a single grass. Amon stood there with his hands behind his back, frowned and asked, "Did you notice any movement?"

Medanzo also frowned, listened carefully for a while before answering: "The rustling sound is a little buzzing, like something hard rubbing against the sand, but I can't hear it from where I heard it, what did you hear?"

Amon waved his hand and took out a staff out of thin air. The staff was spiraled inlaid with seven divine stones. It was the one obtained from Obama Lington and handed it to Medanzo and said, "Hold it, this staff is yours, and use the magical detection technique to check the situation."

Medanzo took it and said in surprise and joy: "Hey, isn't this the same as Link's staff? My God Amon, you are so generous!"

Amon smiled bitterly and said, "Don't be too happy too early. Hold your staff and prepare for the battle. Haven't you figured out the situation yet?"

With this staff in hand, Medanzo's detection magic power doubled. He exclaimed: "No, these sounds are coming from under the sand dunes. Countless scorpions are approaching, all around, and we are surrounded!"

As he spoke, Amon suddenly slapped the iron branch staff in his hand heavily. In the deep sand, a shocking force rippled through the depths of the ground, and then he whispered: "Medanzo, look at you!"

I saw countless black dots suddenly appeared on the light white sand dunes on all sides, and they rushed in densely from all directions. Looking down from the sky, the place where Amon and Medanzo stood became a white round island in the black tide. It was the result of Amon's staff pushing all the scorpions back from the ground.

These scorpions are nearly one foot long, holding double clamps and holding long tails with poison hooks, and look very terrifying. If they are just one or two scorpions, they may step on them to death with their feet. Even if they are accidentally stabbed by poison hooks, they will not be fatal. However, thousands of poisonous scorpions will be frightened no matter who sees them.

Medanzo was not afraid and shouted and waved his new staff. A whirlwind raised a storm that rolled up sand and brought out a spiral storm, turning around and swept out. The sand blown by the wind was like tiny needle tips, and there were countless indistinguishable wind blades mixed in the needle tips. The hard shell of the poisonous scorpion that was rushing in was shattered by the sand, and its body and cervical limbs were cut off by the wind blade, leaving behind a corpse on the ground. Some scorpions were broken into half, and their broken bodies were still struggling and twisting.

This attacking large-scale Qi Elemental Divine Art is indeed very powerful, but the desert poisonous scorpion did not retreat because of the death of his companion. The group of scorpions behind him continued to surge up again along the ground. Amon did not take action, but only said: "These scorpions are very big, and the shells are very hard, so using Qi Elemental Divine Art is too laborious."

Medanzo then raised his staff, and the whirlwind appeared bright fire threads. The fire threads instantly turned into flying fire dragons and hovered among the sand dunes. The scorpion of the corpse was first ignited, and then the scorpion that surged from behind also twisted and rolled in the sea of ​​fire, burning into coke and ashes. A faint smoke rose on all sides, mixed with a fishy and unpleasant smell.

Amon spoke again: "There is venom in the scorpion's body. So much venom evaporates around us, and the smoke will be toxic."

Without Amon reminding, while Medanzo was casting the Fire Sea Technique, the whirlwind did not stop but blew out the smoke. These scorpions seemed very fire-resistant, and many of them were only blazing with flames and struggling to climb closer. They were cut into pieces by wind blades not far away. Medanzo was currently performing two large-scale intermediate-level magical techniques at the same time.

It is not a solution to continue like this. After a while, he shouted, "God Amon, have we gotten into the scorpion's nest? There is no need to continue to waste this way. Why be besieged by a group of scorpions? Just leave, the scorpion's speed cannot catch up with us."

Amon pulled out his staff and put away his tent out of thin air, nodded and said, "Then let's go, you can break through."

Medanzo pointed his staff forward, and the whirlwind closed in a straight line and shot out, blew out a wide ditch between the sand, and the scorpion group was rolled down on both sides. The flames disappeared and then turned into a cold. The nearby scorpion lying stiffly on the ground, and the slightly distant scorpion seemed to have become slower due to the influence of the cold. Medanzo took the opportunity to strode forward, and Amon followed behind with a leather pocket.

It is thankless to use the water element magic in the dry desert, but with the ice sealing technique developed by the Wind Shuttle Technique, the chill is a good way to deal with these scorpions. They may not freeze them to death, but as long as they are stopped, they can break through the scorpion group.

The two walked slowly in the scorpion group. Medanzo pointed in front of the staff and opened the way. When it was dawn, the scorpions around had become sparse, and there were still endless white sand dunes on all sides. Medanzo finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Amon and said, "How come so many poisonous scorpions emerged? Have you ever encountered them before?"

Amon shook his head: "There are poisonous scorpions in the desert, and someone was accidentally bitten to death. I have heard of them since I was a child, but I have never heard of so many scorpions. Maybe the environment has changed after the flood."

Medanzo frowned and said, "These scorpions are obviously too big and look very poisonous. They are not ordinary sand scorpions?" As he said that, he suddenly stomped his feet and stepped on a scorpion that suddenly emerged from the sand. He cursed: "Why are there any more, endless!"

Amon suddenly thought of something and said in a deep thought: "Before I came, I heard that there were monsters in this area. It seems that these scorpions are also one of the monsters. I have seen a myth in the Temple of Isis called "The Land of Malduk". It records that Duke Town was once the battlefield of the battle between the gods. A long time ago, gods created nine kinds of monsters to help fight, namely the nine-headed monster snake, the swamp giant snake, the scorpion tail dragon, the sea monster, the giant lion, the three-headed evil dog, the human-faced poisonous scorpion, the charming mermaid, and the wild bull."

Medanzo: "Nine-headed snake? Isn't that the young river god Hongbaba? It is said that he is Enriel's gatekeeper, and was slaughtered by Gilgamesh and Enqi not long ago."

Amon nodded and said, "The nine-headed monster snake is probably Hongbaba. It should have been subdued by Enriel in that battle and became the gatekeeper of the divine realm. Although Hongbaba is dead, it still has many descendants. I have met it in the Youdi River. Hongbaba has descendants of reproduction, and other monsters may not be missing. Among the nine monsters, there are poisonous scorpions. The scorpions we encounter may be its descendants."

Medanzo stuck out his tongue and said, "Then we have to be careful. Maybe we will encounter any poisonous insects and beasts."

Amon nodded again: "Yes, if you encounter no need to get entangled, you can avoid it as much as possible. We are not here to destroy the monsters, it is impossible for us to just investigate the situation here and arrive at Duke Town as soon as possible."

Continuing to move forward, the two of them slowed down. There were always poisonous scorpions appearing in this desert, and suddenly suddenly emerged from the sand. Sometimes they were in groups, sometimes only five or six. They had to go through several encounters of all sizes almost every day, and Medanzo almost stung the scorpion. Amon just followed behind and didn't take action, so he let Medanzo deal with them. After walking for another seven or eight days, the sparse Asakusa could be seen in the desert.

Amon asked, "Medanzo, can you still hold on?"

Medanzo gasped for a few breaths and said, "Since I started practicing divine arts, the divine arts I have used have not been more than a few days ago. The opponent is just a scorpion, but I can't resist the continuous flow, and maybe it will pop up at any time. If it weren't for the god Amon, you have been by my side, I would have been in my heart, and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on."

...

On the same day that Amon and Medanzo decided to turn north from the trade road, three people were discussing affairs in the temple of Enriel, a distant Syrian city-state, an old man and two of his young disciples.

Gelie's appearance did not change much. He had a goatee and wrinkled face, but his eyes seemed to be clearer and deeper than two years ago. He said to Raphael: "Did your cultivation of magic power have been persisting during this period, and have never stopped?"

Raphael replied: "The practice of divine arts is my childhood hobby and I have become accustomed to it. Two years ago, the teacher sent me to the Duke Town area to investigate the terrain. Because of an unexpected encounter, I haven't practiced for a while, but it has never been interrupted since then."

Ge Lie asked: "Half a year ago, I sent you to the Black Fire Swamp to investigate the presence of monsters there. It was much more dangerous than the mission two years ago. Haven't you interrupted your divine art practice?"

Raphael replied respectfully: "Yes, under your guidance from the teacher, this has become a kind of self-consciousness. I don't have to remind myself what I want to do, I will do it naturally every day. Basic meditation of divine arts is also a way to restore mana. Only in this way can I persevere in that dangerous environment and finally complete the tasks assigned by the teacher."

Gelie smiled and asked again: "Young man, do you know why you can always get rid of danger in such a dangerous environment?"

Raphael showed a thoughtful look: "I also had a question in my heart. There were several encounters that were indeed very dangerous, but I could always spend them safely, just like a god blessed."

Gelie smiled and shook his head and said, "Maybe you have really received the favor of the gods, but the person who protected you at that time was Wallet. I specially sent him to follow you secretly, but you didn't know."

Raphael was startled and stood up and said to Wallet: "It turns out that you are protecting me, so you should have saved me several times, why not tell me?"

Wallet smiled slightly: "The teacher didn't let me say it at that time."

Raphael knelt down and saluted: "Even if I didn't say it at that time, I have completed the task for half a year. You haven't mentioned a word for it for such a long time. You have saved me quietly so many times, but I have never expressed my gratitude!"

Wallet still smiled: "This is what I should do, and it is also what I am willing to do. If the teacher doesn't let me say it, then don't say it. Since the teacher said it again today, then say it out. I am just completing the task and not asking for any thanks. Of course, I will accept your thanks at this moment. Get up, my brother!" He pulled Raphael up.

Gelie looked at Wallet again and said, "This state of mind is very good. I have deliberately not told you Raphael in the past six months, and you have not taken this matter to heart. Wallet, have you ever thought about when you will become a great magician? I have given many students in the Kingdom of Hati, but the person who is most hopeful to become a great magician is you."

The sixth-level magician Walt replied modestly: "This is not a question I want to think about or not. I am afraid that all the magicians on the mainland will hope to take this step, but this is not a wish out of thin air. When facing this goal, I can only decide how to do it myself and don't think much."

Gelie nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, I hope you are consistent in your heart and can really do it. This time I will send you two to carry out the mission, set out together through the Syrian desert, and then go to the Uruk city-state in Baron and the Cape City-state in Eju, and send a secret letter to the two city lords Gilgamesh and Rod Dick, and come back after receiving the reply, no matter what kind of replies it is."

The ninth-level master took out two sealed small leather tubes and handed them to the student, and ordered: "You can't open it and read it yourself. The content of the letter may also cause trouble. If there is any trouble, try to solve it yourself and come to see me with a reply.

It may be a bit troublesome to travel through the Syrian desert now. Try not to fight with those powerful monsters, just ensure that you pass safely. There are several scrolls and a flying magic weapon here. If you are threatened by life, Wallet, you can control it and run away with Raphael. But this is also a trial journey. You cannot use the scrolls and flying magic weapons until the last critical moment."

...

Amon and Medanzo had already reached the edge of the desert. From time to time, cold-resistant low shallow grass can be seen on the dunes. Calculate the distance, and if you walk for another day, you can reach the inland lake. This kind of grassy dunes is also the most suitable environment for the growth of scorpions. Medanzo couldn't help but be alert, but after walking for most of the day, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's really strange today, why didn't you see a scorpion?"

Amon smiled: "Have you not annoyed the poisonous scorpion these days? Do you still want to meet the scorpion group?"

The tired-looking Medanzo also smiled: "I don't mean that. I wish I could relax. I was worried until now. I didn't see any movement in the place where I was most likely to meet a scorpion. It would be better to have a fight and get out quickly."

Amon: "The invisible enemy is the most dangerous enemy. This feeling is indeed tormenting. But you must be mentally prepared. Even if we walk out of the desert to get rid of the poisonous scorpion, maybe there is something waiting before, maybe it is even harder to deal with than the scorpion... Well? There are traces on the sand over there, what is it?"

There were strange marks on the sand dunes in front, just like the ripples frozen on the water surface. Medanzo walked closer to the top and observed, and took a breath of air conditioning, saying, "I am very familiar with this mark recently. It is the footprints of scorpions crawling through the sand, but these scorpions are too big, and each one is probably more than three feet long! It seems that they are all rushing towards one side, I don't know what happened? Take this opportunity, let's go quickly!"

Amon waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, let me see what those scorpions are doing. It's safer to figure it out."

He took out a magic stone artifact inlaid on a golden base, which was the "Light of Death" of Vitru's relics. He stood in front of those traces and held the lamp of Death and gently shook the staff. The divine stone inlaid in the wick scattered a circular aperture. The scene in the aperture was constantly changing, as if he was following the footsteps of the scorpion on the sand dunes and moving forward rapidly.

I don’t know how many sand dunes I have crossed, and the light and shadow have been dozens of miles away. Amon and Medanzo saw a group of huge scorpions, each of which was more than three feet long from their claws to their tails. The shells on their bodies were black and shiny like hard armor. The raised hook tail tips also sprayed light blue flames out from time to time, which was a terrifying mutated giant scorpion.

The flames shot out of the hook tail are in a straight line and can attack far-reaching targets. They are venom burned after spraying. They are not only toxic but also accompanied by high temperatures. As long as they are touched a little, they will be fatal. These scorpions do not always spray venom, but are arranged in formations similar to military formations, protecting each other and attacking each other in an interlaced manner, and then taking action when they seize the opportunity. *** is just a long-range attack. The most threatening weapon near is the thick giant claws and the crochet on the long tail.

There are hundreds of scorpions, all of which are mutated giant scorpions, which make people feel numb in their scalp. There are two young people surrounded in the middle of the scorpions. They are obviously all magicians, and they have profound magical powers and good methods. They use various large-scale defense and attack magic techniques in an interlaced manner, and they are very skilled in advancing and retreating. The older magician is the main attacker, and another very young magician is the main defense. They move their feet and walk in the encirclement circle, but they are unable to break through.

Around them and on the road they had walked, there were nearly a hundred corpses of mutated giant scorpions, some were burnt, some were cut into pieces, some were frozen into ice residue, and some were obviously exploded by a huge force. I don’t know how many magical techniques these two magicians have transformed.

Amon gently shook the staff in his hand, and the light and shadow appeared in the passing lamp expanded sharply. He focused on the corpses of the mutated giant scorpions. Two days ago, he and Medanzo also encountered poisonous scorpions. The effect of various magical attacks was naturally very clear. If burned by the high temperature of the fire element magic, the scorpion would turn into ashes, and the hard shell left behind would be shattered when touched.

But looking at the mutated giant scorpions burned by fire, their claws and tail needles were kept intact, shining between the sand and the ashes of the corpse. The fire element magic attack was not very effective, and poisonous smoke would be ignited. The two magicians changed their methods after trying it. The scorpion corpses left behind were wiped out by other magical techniques.

Whether it is space cutting or wind blade breaking out, the scorpion's corpse should be split in pieces, but Amon also found that behind the mutated giant scorpions there was a hard-sized carapace of the palm-sized slap, and its hardness can be imagined. The serpin, tail needle, and back armor of these mutated giant scorpions are all good materials for processing weapons or magical artifacts, and it is even rare to have so many. As the successor of the artifact master Nietzsche, Amon thought of it in an instant.

Medanzo asked in surprise: "There are people hiking through the desert like us? They met a big guy. These giant scorpions are difficult to deal with, and they can even attack remotely! God Amon, will we help?"
Chapter completed!