062, I give you two choices

Of course, you have to make enough preparations when traveling alone through a thousand miles of desert. In that environment, I am afraid that the elemental magic technique will not condense enough water. Fortunately, Amon has magical bones, so he condenses clean water by the lake and puts it in a vessel to hide it with him. Then he holds Schrödinger in his arms and sits down to rest.

Early the next morning, Amon set out, just like when he left Duke Town, leaning on a sperm iron staff, there was a sleepy cat in his skin, walking alone through the wilderness. This time he did not enter the deep mountains, but went south in the desert to the distant and strange Eju Empire.

Although it is winter, in the endless sand dunes, the sand reflects the scorching sunlight, and there is nothing on all sides. I want to find a place to shade the sun, as if I will dry it in a short while. Even the scorpion penetrates deep into the sand and no longer shows up. Amon walked slowly, and his steps never stopped.

He wanted to find a place to rest, but found that there was nowhere to hide from the sun and heat waves. Instead of sitting on the hot sand, it would be better to continue walking forward. If someone was by his side, he would notice that the air around Amon was very cool, and he used magic. This was mainly not to make himself comfortable, but to worry about the cat in his skin pocket. Schrödinger was very weak, so Amon naturally couldn't bear to let it withstand the torture of the heat in the desert anymore.

While walking, he was recalling the experiences during this period, Medanzo's experiences, Princess Xiao Qian's plan, Yin Nanna's plan, and all the things he saw in the underworld. He felt a little relieved in the sorrow, and his father's soul finally rested in peace, and the mayor Dusty's soul was also freed. I remember the old madman once said that Amon should thank and repay Dusty, find Moses and guide him to return to his hometown to rebuild his homeland. This is Amon's thank and repayment.

Mayor Dasty's soul told Amon that the underworld was not the real destination of the undead after death, but a world created by Pluto using a magical technique that can control the undead. Amon followed Yin Nanna through the seven portals of the underworld, and had various complex feelings. Is that what Pluto calls the divine realm? It's very consistent with Pluto's identity. I wonder what the different mysteries of other gods have?

Now when I recalled the seven portals, Amon always felt that something was missing, and did not fully show the soul's destination world after death, and it made Amon very disgusted. The old madman asked him to find a way to become a god. If one day Amon really became a god, one of the things he had to do was to destroy the underworld and build a real destination for the undead.

This is just a fantasy of a small level 5 magician, but who can stop a young man from developing his dream? Erepi, the Hades, probably unexpectedly, Amon had such a wish after he escaped from the underworld. Even if the Hades knew about it, it would be just a laugh, and she would not take this little mortal seriously.

Using divine arts to walk in the desert under the scorching sun is a continuous consumption of divine arts power, and only Amon has this habit. After having a weak encounter of exhausting power in the outskirts of Uruk, Amon also knew how to control and regulate it to avoid falling into that situation inadvertently.

When the sun was at its strongest at noon, Amon slapped his waist and a cloud of water flew out from somewhere. It condensed into an ice crystal cloud above his head. It floated forward but did not evaporate, like a parasol that reflected light. It would be great if there was a carriage with a canopy, and his carriage was still thrown in the inn in Akkad Town. - Amon just thought this way, and he looked up and saw a carriage coming.

There is no road in the desert, as long as you can walk, but the car ran too fast. At noon, the driver rushed all the way, whipped the horse repeatedly. Is he trying to exhaust the horse? Not long after, the car had passed the sand dunes in front. The driver saw Amon's face at first, and then found that Amon was just hiking alone. He shouted loudly in the car with disappointment: "The desert robbers are chasing him, why don't you hide quickly!"

Amon grew up in Duke Town and often heard the stories of desert robbers when he came to the town. The Syrian desert belongs to the border area of ​​Eju, Hati and Barron, and is also an important business road for countries to travel. There are caravans carrying a large amount of goods, and naturally there are robbers.

It is said that the robbers in the desert come and go like the wind, extremely fierce. If they encounter it, it is difficult to leave a living place. Some people even call these robbers the desert tribe. This is a thousand-mile unmanned land, and the nearby terrain is very complicated. It is hard to tell which country's villains are escaping here to do business of killing and robbing goods. It is difficult to clear and difficult to investigate.

Large caravans usually spend a lot of money to hire warriors to guard, while small caravans also want to hire bodyguards, but when they encounter large gangs, they can only ask for more blessings. The driver of the car is pretty good. He originally wanted to call Amon for help, but found that Amon could not save them, so he reminded Amon to hide himself.

The robber had not seen Amon, and he hid behind the dunes or crawled into the soft sand for a while to cover up his body, perhaps he could escape. Amon nodded to the driver and said, "Thank you, remind me, don't be afraid, I'll stop the robber."

I have heard the legend of desert robbers since I was a child. This is the first time I met him. He was a little curious, not to mention that there is a chance to save people. Why not do something good without doing something? Amon waved his staff, and the cloud above his head quietly disappeared. He walked past the running carriage with a branch, and then he heard the sound of horse hooves. Two people and four horses came after the sand dunes in the distance.

Two robbers wearing black robes and cloaked their heads chased after them, and a horse was tied behind them. They held the reins in one hand and the shiny scimitar in the other, shouting while chasing: "Fatty, don't run away again. If you stretch your head, you will also cut your head and shrank your head. You will be very happy. Otherwise, you will tie you up and throw it into the desert to dry it!... Hey, stinky brat, who are you?"

The two robbers saw Amon who suddenly appeared by passing by the carriage. They were surprised how such a person appeared. They didn't run away or hide, and they actually met them. The horse ran very quickly and was in front of them as they spoke. The robber on the left was a knife. He was used to killing people, and he was too lazy to ask whoever was the other party was. In such an occasion, he would die.

The scimitar is made of fine iron, with a curved blade, which is very suitable for slashing and cutting with the help of the galloping horse forward. When the knife slashed towards Amon, there was a faint light on the blade, and the range covered by the edge far exceeded the length of the blade. This is a martial art that only a level five warrior has. No wonder the legendary desert clan is so fierce!

Amon was not dead, and he heard a crack. The "branch" in his hand met him, without touching the blade, and directly hit the man's forearm holding the knife through the sharp edge.

A sudden scream was made, the robber's forearm was broken, and the knife flew out. However, the "branch" did not stop and directly carried forward. The horse rushed forward, but the man was picked up in the air and fell heavily on the sand dune. Another robber did not expect that his horse had already run over. In shock, he hurriedly pulled the horse back and rushed towards Amon with a knife.

As a result, his horse was "unfortunately" stepping on the soft quicksand. As he ran, his front hooves fell and knelt down, and suddenly fell forward and rolled. The robber caught off guard and fell off his horse. He was pressed heavily by the rolling horse body. He broke several bones and fainted on the spot with a muffled groan.

Amon dealt with these two robbers and made extremely quick moves, which was the skill of the fight between the troops and the horses.

He himself is also a level five warrior, and his martial arts skills may not be as good as the robber on the horse. He did not use any magical skills when dealing with the first person, and only used the quicksand fall from the earth elemental magical technique to deal with the second person. But the other party underestimated the enemy too much. The first sword was completely careless, and he didn't expect Amon to take action so calmly and accurately.

Amon had the experience of hunting in the mountains and knocking down all the wild beasts that were surging like a tide and capturing them alive. Although these two people rushed over, they did not feel much pressure. Moreover, the young Amon probably had not fully realized that another temperament had been added to his unknowingly. He rarely felt fear and panic. All of this may be related to experience.

I have seen it all. Even if the robbers in the desert are fierce, how can Amon panic?

The level 5 warrior who fell from the dune was extremely frightened. He raised his left hand and shouted, "Please forgive me, I don't know that you are a lone hero!...I was not coming to you, and offense was purely unintentional. If you let me go, I will give you a lot of rewards. My warehouse is full of gold and silver!"

"Hero, my benefactor, you must not let them go. When they turn around, they will bring the gang of robbers to kill you. These two people are the leaders of the desert robbers. They killed all the others in the caravan. Only the servants drove me to the carriage and took me here. Fortunately, they met you!"

A fat man panting and sweating came from a distance. Looking back, the carriage had stopped. The horse pulling the carriage spitted white and twitched and fell to the sand dunes. He was beaten by a whip and ran wildly under the scorching sun. He pulled a carriage and two people, and the horse was finally exhausted. If Amon came later, they might have been killed.

The terrified robber suddenly saw the fat man, and he pointed at him and shouted at Amon: "Hero, it's him. He has a lot of money on him. It's better to kill him than to kill me, so you will get rich! All the money on him is yours. If I can let me go, I, Yelang, will pay you twice the amount of money this fat man has!"

This man was named Yelang. Amon had heard his name. The merchants who came to Duke Town mentioned it several times. It is said that this man was rampant in the desert with his forty thieves. He was an extremely powerful bandit. Even the city-state sent troops to chase and suppress them several times. The fat man was shocked and did not dare to walk here again. He trembled and shouted: "Benefactor, you saved my life. I will definitely repay you heavily. As long as I return to Aiju, I can pay you three times the amount of money!"

Amon is so skillful that he dealt with two robbers in a blink of an eye and walked through the desert alone. Who knows what his origin is? Maybe he is also a robber! If he had evil intentions, the fat man would be in trouble in this desert without a man. When he thought of this, how could it not be scared? The fat man quickly made a promise to thank him.

But Amon ignored the thoughts of the merchant and the robber, turned around and asked the fat man, "You are going to Eju? There is also a carriage, well, very good! Who are you and what happened to you?"

Amon's voice was not loud, but he had a sense of majesty. The fat man quickly bowed and said, "I am Sio, a merchant from the Dream of Feisi City of Eju Empire. He transported goods to the Uruk city state of the Kingdom of Baron to sell. On the way back, he encountered robbers. They were the only ones, but they killed the bodyguards of the caravan and all the friends. Only me and my slaves fled here."

Amon asked again: "Do you know Lescott Lee when you go to Uruk City to do business?"

Sio was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "I know, of course I know, I have a lot of goods sold to him and I often buy things in his shop. Are you his friend?"

Amon: "I'm still a friend, I've protected him once."

As soon as Sio heard this, she "understood". Amon is a warrior and used to be Lescott Lee's bodyguard. He quickly took a few steps and said, "It's great, then we are friends too! If you protect me and return to Eju safely, I will thank you again!"

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more familiar with each other, the robber shouted anxiously: "Hero, how can you trust a shameless businessman? They are less trustworthy than robbers!... If you kill him, you can get a lot of money now. If you release me, you will guarantee another heavy money. I, Yelang, are famous for keeping your trust in the desert!"

But Amon seemed to have not heard Yelang's words, and pointed to the four horses around him and said to Siou, "Take all these horses on board, one of them put them on the car, and the other three are taken behind the car, let's go together. I happen to be going to Eju, and I can take you to the cape city state by the way."

After the two robbers were caught, four horses stood there, including the horse whose front hooves fell just now, and were not injured. The horse in Siolla's car had already died, and there were three people riding in the long journey in the desert. One horse was obviously not enough. The two unhooked horses were carrying leather bags on their backs, which should be drinking fresh water, and walking in the desert was also a must.

Before Sio could give the order, the servant who drove the car had already come over and took the reins of the four horses, pulled them to the side of the car, untied the skin on the horse's back and threw it into the car, and replaced it with a horse on the shaft, shouting respectfully: "Master, this hero, the car is ready!"

Night Wolf sat on the dunes and shouted, "Hero, you can't do this!"

Amon picked up two scimitars on the ground and handed them to Siou and said, "Please take this, don't leave it."

Sio shivered for a moment, but she took it carefully and asked in a low voice: "Don't you kill these two robbers?"

Amon shook his head and said, "I don't want to kill anyone."

Yelang was injured when he fell, and he struggled to stand up. He shouted, "Since you don't want to kill us, why should you take away the horses and water? We will die of thirst in the desert!"

Amon walked towards the carriage and replied slowly, "I won't kill you, just because I don't want to kill people, it's not that you shouldn't die! The knife you cut at me just now is like cutting grass. Have you ever asked who I am? Do you still want me to save you? If you don't want to be thirsty in the desert, I have two suggestions. First, wait for the gods to save you, and second, commit suicide before being dried by the sun, and give yourself a pleasure."

This made Sio shudder again. Amon was really cruel, but it was natural to think about it. If the knife had not been avoided just now, Amon would have been corpse in the wilderness. When he got in the car, Amon asked the driver: "What's your name?"

The driver replied, "My name is Aesop, and I am Master Sio's slave."

Amon nodded: "Aesop, you've done a good job, drive back."

The carriage turned around, with three horses tied behind it, and three people sat on it, heading towards the south. Sio lifted the curtain and looked at Yelang, who was gradually disappearing in his sight and said, "He is dead!"

Amon said, "How did you know, maybe someone will pass by and save them."

Siou: "This is impossible. Since that flood, the north of the desert has become a vast swamp, and land traffic has been cut off. No one has walked on this business road again. I was so desperate that I went north when I escaped."

Amon nodded and said, "So that's it, then they are indeed dead. That person is called Yelang. I have heard his name. He is full of blood debt in the desert. Such a destination is worthy of being."

But Sio seemed to suddenly remember something and slapped his head: "Benefactor, I have also heard of the name Yelang. He has been harassing business roads for many years. Lord Dick, the lord of the Cape City State, offers a reward for arrest. If anyone can capture his head alive or cut off his head, he will be given a large bounty to the Cape City State. You almost missed this opportunity!"

But Amon did not return to the carriage, but pointed to the two scimitars on the ground: "I am not interested in asking for this money. If you want it, the knife will be at your feet, and you will cut off his head and take it back to the city state. The bounty will be yours!"

Siou shivered again: "I don't have the courage. If you don't want that bounty, then don't want it. Anyway, as long as you arrive at the cape city-state, I will thank you very much!" The fat businessman looked a little regretful. He didn't have the courage to cut off a bandit's head with a knife, and on the other hand, he didn't dare to get the reward. Even if Ye Lang is dead, his thieves are still there. If he knew that Ye Lang was killed by Siou, would he still leave this business road in the future?

As the carriage continued, Sio asked again: "Benefactor, I don't know where you are from and what your name is?"
Chapter completed!