072, Kitten run

Whether it is physical skills or magical skills, Hawen and Vitru are both more skillful than Amon, and they are more familiar with the situation of the Eju Empire. This step is ahead of Amon. The most fatal thing is that they judged Amon's destination and guessed it correctly!

After entering the mountainous area on the east bank of the Ronnie River, Vitru did not use the Light of Death anymore. His hard work for several days did not want to waste more mana. He only asked Hawen to track Amon according to the traces, and the distance seemed to be farther away.

After walking in the mountains for three days, Amon gradually relaxed, and no longer felt like he was staring at him from time to time. Schrödinger slept soundly, and the follower seemed to have been thrown away.

I was so tired all the way, I was almost forced to have no way to escape, and now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. That night, Amon no longer rushed to the road, and made a delicious meal for Schrödinger, and he also had a good meal. He still practiced basic meditation of magical arts. He lay down in the middle of the night and slept well. He did not forget to set up warnings and covers of magical arts arrays around him while sleeping.

Just as dawn was approaching, Schrödinger, who was sleeping heavily, suddenly jumped up from the ground and screamed. Amon woke up, and the feeling of being stared at him was inexplicably back! He was shocked. Did the tracker find the nearby one before he gave up? Amon quickly packed up his things and carried Schrödinger into his skin bag and left. The opponent was really scary and could not delay any more. He had to cross the Ronnie River as fast as possible today.

Amon ran in the mountains and forests with a staff, and had reached out to take out several scrolls from the bones and put them in his leather pocket. He saw an open land in front of him, with the foot of the mountain on both sides, and a valley entrance in the middle. When he left and right, he was not far from the Ronnie River. Amon suddenly stopped his body while running and shouted coldly: "Who is following me all the way? It's time to show up and say hello!"

There was an ambush ahead, and Amon discovered it in time. The tracker who was like a maggot with bones finally appeared. Instead, he calmed down and raised the branch-shaped staff with one hand.

A sneer came, and several people walked out from behind the ridges on both sides, two magicians holding staff and four samurai warriors holding bows and arrows. The magician standing on the left stared at Amon and said, "Boy, you can't escape from my palm after all! Leave the legacy of my ancestors, I may be able to spare you!"

Amon's pupils were also shrinking, and he said to his eyes: "Obama, it's you! No wonder he will chase him all the way. If I give you Master Nero's gift, will you save my life and wait for the future to promote what you did?"

This sentence stopped Obama. No matter whether Amon handed over the divine stones and scrolls on him or not, since Obama did this, he would never leave Amon. As long as Amon is still alive, it is evidence of his evil deeds. Since that is the case, what else is there to talk about? As long as Amon is not an idiot, he will not handed over the things obediently.

Obama blushed and said, "I am the patriarch of the Lington family. You stole the relics of my ancestors. If you return them obediently, I will make you die more happily." As he spoke, he raised his staff. The four warriors around him had already set their bows and arrows aimed at Amon. At such a close distance, Amon could not dodge at all.

Amon was slightly surprised when he saw Obama's staff, because this staff was almost exactly the same as the one he gave to Link, with seven divine stones spiral inlaid on it. It seemed that this was a very expensive standard staff, or it was written by the same master of craftsmanship. This staff could greatly enhance the power of various divine techniques, and there was no difference in attributes.

He didn't know that the staff in Obama's hand was Nero's private staff that was inherited by the patriarch of the Lington family. The relics returned by Amon were the staff of the main priests of the city-state temple, which was more precious than Nero's private staff.

At this time, another magician reminded him: "Be careful, Lord Lington. He had just discovered that our ambush must have used the magical detection magic. He is a magician!"

Obama was slightly stunned, then grinned and said, "Magic? Then I don't need to kill him..."

Before he could finish his words, the people around him suddenly exclaimed, and the bowstrings were heard to sing, and the warriors' arrows suddenly left the string and shot Amon at him. Another magician waved his staff and sacrificed a sea of ​​fire on the open ground. It turned out that Amon had no warning, and rushed towards Obama like a leopard. He never talked much nonsense when fighting, and he would do it as soon as he said anything.

The warrior's arrows fired with physical skills could shoot into the heart of an elephant. Amon rushed forward in a straight line and could not dodge at all, but he did not dodge. Just as the bowstring vibrated, his hand snatched into his arms and took out a silver shield out of thin air. This giant shield was seven feet high and three feet long, blocking the front of his body tightly.

All four arrows were shot on the shield, and buzzing sounds burst out in the air, just like a big hammer hitting the giant drum and echoed continuously, but no metal collision sounded. When the surface of the shield was shot by the arrow, a silver light burst out, and the traces of the arrows shot were like stones falling into the calm lake, causing a series of ripples.

No one could see where Amon's shield was taken out. It turned out to be a defensive magic weapon blessed by magical techniques. Amon himself also used magical techniques, which greatly enhanced the defense effect of the shield itself. It was too late for the warriors to shoot a second arrow. The only thing that could stop Amon from moving forward was the sea of ​​fire rising in the open space.

The other magician of the other party was obviously not slow to react, and immediately released the powerful mid-level fire element magic technique. It was simple and effective, and it could burn Amon in an instant!

But Amon was not burned, and the arrow shot into the shield. His steps only slowed down slightly. Then he shook his wrist. The silver light on the shield extended back along the arc-shaped shield, forming a light ball that wrapped Amon in the middle. He rushed into the sea of ​​fire, and the surrounding fire tongues swept on the light mask and made a faint sound, as if the layer of light mask could be cracked at any time. The silver light dyed red in an instant, and Amon was wrapped in a hot high temperature.

A Meng waved the branches in his hand, and there seemed to be a surging sound in the air. An ice-blue trace spread out in front of him, like a wave rushing out of the sea of ​​fire. This is the intermediate water element magic technique - the ice seal technique. A Meng was not used to attack anyone, but just opened a path for himself in the sea of ​​fire, and rushed to Obama in the blink of an eye.

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

The position of priest can be hereditary. Obama is the patriarch of the Lington family and inherited the priesthood position of the Cape Temple. However, he has been practicing divine art for so many years and is only a third-level magician. Naturally, it is impossible for him to become the main priest like Nero. However, the third-level magician can already practice mid-level magicians, and the staff in his hand is very useful, and he has also realized his greatest potential in critical moments.

In front of Obama, a storm was swept up, and a wall of earth that was harder than a stone rose up instantly and crashed towards Amon. The mid-level earth element magic technique - the wall technique, which can be defended from a distance and counterattacked from a close distance. This move is already quite beautiful.

The shield collided with the earth wall, and the muffled sound made by the sound of vague thunder. Amon's body rushing forward was blocked. At this moment, Obama saw a little white light, which was actually the "branch" in Amon's hand, covering a layer of light and passing through the defense of the earth wall technique. It was too late to react any longer. The "branch" swept his neck lightly, and Obama's head turned at a strange angle and hung down.

No one expected Amon to take out a magic shield, nor did he expect that he was so skillful in using magic weapons, nor did he expect that the inconspicuous "branch" in his hand was not only a staff, but also a weapon in the warrior's hands! Although the process was complicated, it was only a few blinks of an eye from Amon's sudden forward to Obama and being killed on the spot.

Obama's body fell to the ground, and the wall technique collapsed, and the rest were stunned. The shocked warrior threw down his bow and drew out his sword, and rushed towards Amon like crazy. They were Obama's personal servants, and they even watched the head of the family be killed and had no time to protect him.

Another magician named Gejue, a Level 4 magician, Obama's close friend. This time he was invited to help. It is said that he can get many benefits after the matter is completed. I thought it would be very relaxed to deal with a hunter from the countryside, but I didn't expect that as soon as I met, Obama, the mastermind of the matter, would die. His eyes showed horror, and he retreated while waving his staff frantically.

The wind blade danced around Amon, like countless small blades cutting in a mess, and at the same time, various lights flashed, making Amon feel heavy, slow to react, and the air became viscous and blocked all movements so that the warriors could dismember him from the corpse. This is a reasonable way for the magician to cooperate with the battle, and this song is obviously very experienced.

If the four warriors were in battle formation and gave their all, they might be able to fight Amon, but Amon suddenly rushed to Obama. They threw away their bows and pulled their swords and rushed over. The time for attacks in panic was not consistent. Although the interval was short, 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 at all, and thought that this would be a killer to kill a chicken.

Feeling that his body became heavier, Amon's was not affected much. The air around him seemed to become sticky, which would hinder his movements, but he stood there without moving. The first warrior's sword came over, and Amon pushed the shield in his hand to meet him. The heavy shield hit the tip of the sword heavily, and a silver light flashed again, and the slender sword was broken.

Amon flipped his wrist and raised the shield. The iron branch stretched out from below and pointed it at the samurai's chest. It looked like it was just a light touch, but the light from the tip of the staff penetrated into his body. The warrior sprayed blood and his body twitched. However, Amon did not look at him more. He swung his body and swung his body and made a sound of gold and iron clashing. He held the sword that another warrior slashed. The edge of the shield swept across the waist like a huge battle axe slashing on the waist of the warrior.

With a miserable cry, the warrior was not cut into two pieces, but his body was folded into a strange shape like a piece of paper and flew out. He had lost his life when he landed on the ground. The other two warriors had just rushed in front of him. Seeing this scene, they were frightened and had lost the courage to fight Amon, but everything happened too quickly, and they had no time to react, and the sword in their hands still stabbed from left to right.

Amon swept the shield across, like a heavy iron door, bounced open the attacks of two long swords in succession, raised his left staff in the air, and two wind blades flew out continuously and struck the necks of the two warriors. The wind blades looked like a gentle kiss, and deep wounds appeared on the necks of the two warriors instantly, and blood spurted out.

The blood rain did not sprinkle on Amon, blocking the light from the shield. The two warriors also twitched and fell to the ground. Their bodies were trembling violently like shrimps suddenly thrown into the oil pan, and soon stopped moving.

The other man died faster than the two warriors. Just as they fell to the ground, Amon suddenly threw out the shield in his hand. The heavy shield was spinning like a frisbee, hitting the retreating magician Gejue with the sharp sound of the wind. This was a precious weapon blessed by magic. It was obviously Amon's self-defense. No one expected that he would suddenly throw it out during the battle.

While throwing the shield, Amon lifted his staff and a white light sprinkled down, eliminating the negative effects on his body.

No matter how fast Ge Jue retreated, he did not fly faster than the shield. He stood too close and could not retreat to a safe distance in a short time. He was just a level 4 magician, and Amon's magical skills were much more skillful than him. He was also a level 5 warrior. In a hurry, Ge Jue had no time to pick up the staff and sacrificed an invisible shield out of thin air.

The shield encountered an invisible obstacle in the air, making a cracking sound from somewhere. Ge Jue was standing there and touching nothing, but he felt like he was hit by a sledgehammer and flew out. After he fell down, his legs were soft and half kneeled on the ground. Then he felt a hot brow and the whole world disappeared in front of him.

It turned out that Amon turned the branches and a flame flew out of the tip of the staff, shooting on Gejue's forehead. The flame left only a scorch mark. Gejue's body looked intact, but the heat had penetrated into his brain and was killed instantly.

After not finishing a glass of wine, Obama and others died, but Amon was unharmed! He did not use the scroll. First, it was unnecessary, and second, he did not want to use the scroll left by Nero to kill Nero's family. A gust of wind blew, and the grass and trees in the mountains made rustling sounds, blew the corners of the corpse's clothes. The bodies of the six people who were alive just now were gradually getting colder.

There was a sad look in Amon's eyes, and he sighed softly, as if the wind was blowing through the treetops. He tidied up his clothes and walked over to pick up the shield. However, he had just taken two steps but suddenly stopped, with one leg slightly bent in his moving forward position, and then slowly stood up straight, his face tense and solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy, and his hair was almost standing up.

Applause came from the wilderness, and someone said in a sarcastic tone: "Excellent, wonderful, really eye-opening! 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 indeed brilliant. You have long seen that you have an ulterior motive. It turns out that you are really a magician! Can you tell me how an intermediate warrior can perform intermediate magic? I am really curious. Maybe this secret can be used to exchange your life."

Looking up, the five people walked out of the dense forest, which was obviously completely different from the aura of the six people just now. Amon actually knew one of them, and the others looked familiar. He had seen Julian's personal follower Vitru in the Temple of Isis, and when he left the temple that day, he glanced at the personal guard guard guarding Lord Julian outside the temple.

Vitru was walking in the middle with a staff in hand, Hawen walked in front with a round shield and a short sword in hand, two warriors on the left and right with long swords on hand, holding square shields on hand, Julian's nephew Shute followed Vitru's back with a battle axe in hand, and they stood a few dozen steps away from a distance. This distance could not only allow the warrior to charge, but also within the power range of throwing weapons such as darts, but also the best distance for the magician to cooperate with the attack.

Amon imagined that he had no chance to launch a raid against Obama and others just now, and the aura emitted by these people was extremely powerful. With Amon's power, he was obviously not an opponent. Vitru looked at him like a cat looking at a mouse that he could play with.

The mouse was stared at by the cat. What would it be? I'm afraid no one would have thought of it. Amon slapped his skin puppet and whispered: "Schrödinger, run!"

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

Schrödinger's claws fell on the grass without even making a sound, and disappeared in the blink of an eye - it was so loyal that it was not vague at all when it was running away!

Vitru and others were not too surprised. They had known that Amon was carrying a cat with him and did not move, because Amon didn't move either. They were about to catch a person, not a cat. Vitru smiled and said, "Amon, you are really leisurely. You are still concerned about the life and death of the cat at this time. Think more about yourself. What did I suggest just now?"
Chapter completed!