Kitty run fast.

  Whether it was physical or mental, Haiwen and Vitru were more clever than Amun, and they were also more familiar with the situation of the Egu Empire, which had already taken a step ahead of Amun. The most fatal thing was that they guessed Amun's destination correctly!

  After entering the mountainous area on the east bank of the Roni River, Viteru no longer used the Pursuing Lamp. The days of hard work made him not want to waste more magic power, and he let Haimen track down Amun based on the traces, and the distance seemed to be pulled further away again.

  After walking in the mountains for three days, Ah Meng gradually relaxed and no longer had the feeling of being stared at from time to time. Xue Ding's sleep was also very real, and the pursuer seemed to have been shaken off.

  I'm exhausted from this journey, almost to the point of being driven to a dead end. Now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. That night, Amun didn't rush on his journey anymore, cooked a delicious meal for Xue Ding'e, and had a satisfying dinner himself. He continued to practice his divine technique's foundation meditation, and later that night, he lay down and had a good sleep, not forgetting to set up a divine technique array around him for warning and protection.

  Just before dawn, Xue Dingyuan suddenly jumped up from the ground and shouted, Ah Meng also woke up with a start. That feeling of being stared at came back inexplicably! He was shocked, had the pursuer not given up yet and found them nearby again? Ah Meng quickly packed his things, picked up Xue Dingyuan and put him in his pocket, and set off immediately. The opponent was really formidable, they couldn't delay any longer, and they had to cross the Ronnie River at the fastest speed today.

  Amun, carrying his staff, was sprinting through the mountain forest. He had already pulled out several scrolls from his bones and put them in his leather pouch. Ahead of him lay a clearing surrounded by dense woods, with mountains on both sides and a valley in the middle. Once he exited the valley, he would be close to the Roni River. But Amun suddenly stopped in his tracks and shouted coldly, "Who is it? You've been tracking me all this way! It's time for you to show yourself!"

  There was an ambush ahead, discovered by Amun in time. The pursuers who had been following them like a swarm of flies finally appeared. He became calm instead, one hand raised the tree-branch-like staff.

  A cold laugh came, and several people walked out from behind the mountain ridge on both sides. Two divine technique masters holding staffs and four warriors holding bows and arrows appeared. The divine technique master standing on the left glared at Amun and said: "You little brat, you can't escape my palm after all! Leave behind the legacy of my ancestors, and I might spare your life!"

  Amon's pupils also contracted, meeting his line of sight: "Obama, it was you! No wonder you've been chasing me all the way. If I hand over Master Nero's gift to you, will you spare my life and wait for the future to proclaim your deeds?"

  This sentence stunned Obama, whether Amun handed over the divine stone and scroll on his body or not. Since Obama has done such a thing, he will absolutely not leave Amun behind. As long as Amun is still alive, it is evidence of his evil deeds. In that case, what's there to talk about? If Amun isn't an idiot, he won't hand over the things obediently.

  Obama's face turned red with rage: "I am the patriarch of the Lington family, you stole my ancestors' relics. If you return them obediently, I will let you die a little more comfortably." As he spoke, he raised his staff, and the four warriors beside him had already drawn their bows and aimed at Amun, who was completely unable to dodge at such close range with the warriors' arrows trained on him.

  When Ahmon saw Obama's staff, he was slightly surprised because this staff was almost identical to the one he gave to Link, with seven divine stones inlaid in a spiral shape on it. It seems that this is a very valuable model of staff, or it comes from the same master craftsman as Link's staff, and this kind of staff can greatly enhance the power of various divine techniques, without any difference in attributes.

  He was not aware that the scepter in Obama's hand was Nero's private scepter, which had been inherited by the patriarch of the Linton family. The relic returned by Amun was the scepter of the chief priest of the city-state temple, more precious than Nero's private scepter.

  At this time another wizard reminded: "Be careful, Lord Ling Dun. He just discovered our ambush and must have used the detection spell. He is a magician!"

  Obama's eyes widened slightly, then he sneered: "A magician? Then I won't need to kill him..."

  His words were not yet finished, when the people around him suddenly let out a cry of surprise. The bowstrings sounded in rapid succession as the warriors' arrows shot towards Amun. Another magician waved his staff and conjured up a sea of flames on the open ground. It turned out that Amun had suddenly drawn an arc with his body, like a leopard swinging the branch in his hand towards Obama, he never wasted words when fighting, saying move was to move.

  The warrior's arrow, shot with bodily technique, had the power to pierce an elephant's heart. Amun charged forward in a straight line and couldn't dodge, but he didn't try to either. In the instant the bowstring vibrated, his hand swept into his bosom and suddenly produced a silver shield out of thin air. This gigantic shield was seven feet tall and three feet wide, completely covering the front of his body.

  All four arrows shot onto the shield, and a series of humming sounds burst in the air, like a large iron hammer hitting a giant drum with endless echoes, but no sound of metal collision was heard. When the surface of the shield was hit by the arrow, it burst into a silver light, and the mark left by the arrow cluster was like a stone falling into a calm lake, stirring up a series of ripples.

  No one saw where Amun took out this shield, it turned out to be a defensive artifact with divine magic, and Amun himself could use divine magic, greatly enhancing the shield's defensive effect. The warriors didn't have time to shoot a second arrow, and only the sea of flames rising from the empty ground could stop Amun's advance.

  The other divine caster's reaction was clearly not slow, and he immediately released a powerful mid-level fire elemental spell that was simple yet effective, capable of incinerating Amun in an instant!

  Amon was not scorched, the arrow hit his shield, and his footsteps only slowed slightly. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the silver glow on his shield extended along the curved surface, forming a light ball that enveloped Amon in its center. He charged into the sea of flames like this, the tongues of fire around him licking at the light shield and making sizzling sounds, as if they could shatter the layer of light at any moment. The silver glow turned red in an instant, and Amon was wrapped in scorching heat.

  Amon swung the branch in his hand, and a wave-like sound seemed to ripple through the air. A pale blue streak unfolded before him, like a wave bursting out of the sea of flames. This was an intermediate-level water elemental spell - Ice Seal Technique. Amon didn't use it to attack anyone, but instead used it to clear a path for himself in the sea of flames and instantly charged up to Obama's face.

  When the sea of fire rose, Obama thought Amun was a goner, but didn't expect a blue light to flash and the flames parted, Amun had already arrived in front of him, with his left hand holding a shield and his right hand swinging a branch.

  The position of the priest is hereditary, Obama is the patriarch of the Lington family, inheriting the position of priest of Cape Temple, but he himself has been practicing magic for so many years and is only a third-level magician. It's natural that he can't become the chief priest like Nero. However, as a third-level magician, he can already cultivate intermediate magic, and his staff is very useful, playing its maximum potential in times of crisis.

  Obama's body was suddenly shrouded in a whirlwind of sand, and in an instant, a wall of earth harder than stone rose up and charged towards Amun. Mid-tier earth element divine technique - Firm Wall Technique, can defend from a distance and counterattack at close range, this move is already quite impressive.

  The shield and the earthen wall collided, emitting a muffled sound like distant thunder. Amun's charging figure was abruptly halted. At that moment, Obama saw a flash of white light - it was the "branch" in Amun's hand, enveloped in a faint glow that had pierced through the defensive earth wall technique. Before he could react, the "branch" lightly swept across his neck, and Obama's head tilted at an odd angle, hanging down.

  No one expected Amun to take out a divine shield, nor did they expect him to cast his divine magic with such ease and familiarity. Moreover, no one expected the unassuming "branch" in his hand to not only be a staff but also a deadly weapon for warriors! Although the process was complex, from Amun's sudden charge forward to Obama being instantly killed, it all happened within the blink of an eye.

  Obama's body fell to the ground, and the strong wall technique collapsed with it. The rest of the people were stunned. The shocked warriors threw down their bows and drew their swords, rushing towards Amun like madmen. They were all Obama's personal attendants, yet they had watched their master being killed without even having time to protect him.

  Another wizard named Ge Jue, a fourth-level wizard and Obama's close friend, was invited to help this time. It is said that after the matter is settled, he can get many benefits. I thought it would be easy to deal with a hunter from the countryside, but unexpectedly, as soon as they met, the mastermind Obama was killed. His eyes showed a terrified color, and he retreated while frantically waving his wand.

  Whirlwinds of blades danced around Amun, like countless tiny knife mouths cutting chaotically, while various lights flashed, making Amun feel heavy and slow to react. The air became thick and obstructive, hindering all movements, allowing the warriors to chop him into pieces. This was a reasonable way for the divine technique user to coordinate with the battle, and this singer seemed very experienced.

  If the four warriors had formed a battle line and fought with all their might, they might have been able to fight Amun one more time. But Amun suddenly rushed in front of Obama, and they were shocked, throwing away their bows and drawing their swords to pounce over, and the timing of their attacks was also inconsistent in the chaos, although it was very short, but enough for Amun to react separately.

  These few people were all low-ranking warriors, two third-class warriors and two second-class warriors. Obama was not clear about Ahmon's strength, thinking that this was already an overkill.

  Feeling his body becoming heavier, Amun was not affected too much, the air around him seemed to thicken, hindering his movements, but he stood still on the spot. The first warrior's sword chopped over, Amun pushed the shield in his hand to meet it. The heavy shield heavily smashed onto the sword tip, and a silver light flashed, that long sword was forcibly smashed off.

  Amun flipped his wrist, and a metal branch extended from below, pointing directly at the warrior's chest. It looked like just a light touch, but the tip of the staff had already entered the body. The warrior spat out fresh blood, and his body convulsed as he fell to the ground. Amun didn't even give him another glance, spinning around with his staff raised, emitting a clashing sound of gold and iron, and blocking another warrior's incoming long sword. The edge of the shield swept across, like a giant battle-axe chopping at this warrior's waist.

  A mournful cry, the warrior was not cut in two, but his body flew out like a sheet of paper folded into an odd shape, and when he landed, he had already lost his life. The other two warriors had just rushed forward, saw this scene with horror, and their hearts had already lost the courage to fight Amun, but everything happened too fast, they didn't have time to react otherwise, the swords in their hands still stabbed left and right.

  Ah Mon swept his shield horizontally, like a heavy iron gate sweeping across, continuously popping open two long sword attacks. His left hand staff rose in the air and shook, two wind blades flew out in succession, slashing at the necks of the two warriors. The wind blades looked like gentle kisses, but deep wounds instantly appeared on the necks of the two warriors, with blood spraying out.

  The blood rain did not spill on Ah Mon's body, and the light emitted by the shield blocked it. The two warriors also convulsed and fell to the ground, their bodies trembling violently like shrimp suddenly thrown into a pot of oil, and soon they were motionless.

  Another man died faster than the two warriors, just as they fell to the ground. Arin suddenly exerted himself and threw out the shield in his hand. The heavy shield spun like a flying disc, bringing a sharp whistling sound as it struck the retreating divine magic user, Ge Zuo. This was a precious weapon that had been enchanted with divine magic, clearly Arin's trump card for self-protection, and no one expected him to suddenly throw it out during battle.

  As he threw out his shield, Ah Mon raised his staff and a white light poured down, eliminating the negative effects on his body.

  Even if Ge Zhizui retreated quickly, he couldn't outrun the shield's speed. He was standing too close and didn't have enough time to retreat to a safe distance. He was only a 4th-level divine master, while Amun's divine abilities far surpassed his own, and he was also a 5th-level warrior. In his haste, Ge Zhizui barely managed to raise his staff in front of him, conjuring up an invisible shield out of thin air.

  The shield met an invisible obstruction in the air, emitting a cracking sound that seemed to come from nowhere. Song Jue Ming stood still, not touching anything, but was struck by an invisible giant hammer and flew out with a pained cry. After falling down, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, then felt a burning sensation at his brow, and the entire world disappeared before his eyes.

  It turned out that Ah Mon had swung the branch, and a flame shot out from the tip of the staff, shooting directly at Ge Jue's forehead. The flame left only a scorch mark, and Ge Jue's corpse looked intact, but the intense heat had already penetrated his skull, taking his life in an instant.

  Before he could even finish a cup of wine, Obama and the others were all dead, while Amun was unscathed! He didn't use any scrolls, partly because it wasn't necessary, and partly because he didn't want to use Nero's scrolls to kill Nero's family. A gust of wind blew by, causing the grass and trees in the mountains to rustle, blowing against the hem of the clothes on the corpses, which were slowly growing cold - just a moment ago, six people had been alive.

  Amon's eyes had a sorrowful expression, and he let out a soft sigh, like the wind rustling through the treetops. He adjusted his collar, walked over to pick up the shield, but suddenly froze after taking two steps, keeping one leg slightly bent in a forward motion, then slowly straightened his body, his face tense and solemn, with an air of being on high alert, his hair almost standing on end.

  Applause echoed through the wilderness, and someone jeered, "Bravo, bravo, what an eye-opener! Ahmon, you accepted Nero's gift but killed the head of the Linton family. Do you think you can escape today? Lord Julian's insight is indeed keen, he saw that you had an unspeakable secret early on. So it turns out you're a magician! Can you tell me how a mid-tier warrior like yourself can cast mid-tier divine magic? I'm really curious, maybe this secret can be exchanged for your life."

  As he looked up, five people walked out of the dense forest, with an aura that was clearly different from the six people earlier. Amun surprisingly recognized one of them, and the others seemed somewhat familiar. He had seen Julian's attendant, Vitru, in the Isis Temple, and when he left the temple that day, he also took a glance at the personal guard squad guarding outside the temple.

  Vitru walked in the middle with a staff, Haimu held a round shield and a short knife at the front, two warriors holding long swords and square shields guarded on both sides, Julian's nephew Shute held an axe behind Vitru to protect him. They stopped at a distance of dozens of steps away. This distance allowed the warriors to launch a charge, was within the range of projectiles such as arrows and throwing spears, and was also the best distance for mages to coordinate their attacks.

  Amon imagined that launching a surprise attack like he did against Obama and the others was no longer an option, and the aura emanating from these few people was exceptionally powerful, clearly not something Amon's power could match. Vitru looked at him with eyes like a cat watching a mouse it had toyed with.

  Haozi was stared to death by a cat, what would be the first reaction? Probably no one could have guessed it. Ah Meng slapped his slanted leather bag and shouted: "Xue Dingyan, run!"

  Amon was well aware that he had gotten into big trouble and might not be able to protect Xue Dingyuan's safety anymore, so he had to let the cat escape first. He stood there motionless with his staff in hand, when suddenly a cat jumped out of his pocket and sprinted towards the valley entrance, running even faster than a startled cheetah.

  Xue Dingyuan's paws landed on the grass without making a sound, and in the blink of an eye he was gone - it was really righteous, when he slipped away, not a bit ambiguous!

  Vitru and the others weren't too surprised, they had long known that Amun always carried a cat with him. Standing there without moving because Amun didn't move either, what they wanted to catch was a person not a cat. Vitru laughed: "Amun, you really have nothing better to do, at this time still worrying about the life and death of a cat, think more about yourself, how about my previous proposal?"

  "Haiwen also drank: 'Please don't move, and don't try to pick up that defensive shield. We can take your life at any time, and with or without that shield, it makes no difference! ... You've already lost all chances, don't think about escaping anymore. From Haicheng City-State to here, your every move has been under our control. It's better to consider how to cooperate, lest you suffer even more.'"

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