Pivot of the Sky

Schrödinger seemed a little unhappy to put down his bones, twisted and ran down the mountain wall, quickly jumped up again and spit out the eyes of the earth. Amon quickly closed the eyes of the earth and drank: "Schrödinger, let's go! ”

The roar of the Ironclad Beast King was heard in the bushes beneath the mountain walls, mixed with the sound of the bushes and the dwarf trees being broken and swept apart. This fierce beast looks quite angry. As Amon turned around and disappeared at height, Schrödinger jumped into his leather pocket, still unwilling to pick up that bone-like thing as he walked away.

When the Beast King returned to the pool, the four giant iron armored beasts showed their heads in fear from the bushes, with only frozen water in front of them and the entrance to the nest where the water was exposed. The Iron Armored Beast King climbed over the ice into the nest, followed by a shocking roar, shaking the nearby ice layer with a slight cracking sound.

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On the trail between the mountainous forests in the cloud cover, Link, with his pale face and grinning teeth, was anxiously discussing something with Medanzo: “That guy is awesome, he chased us so far. Luckily he ran on the mountain road without us, he should not be coming back out of the territory.... Mr. Amon is still at the pool, what should I do? I'll go back and gather the warriors of the whole family to pick him up? ”

Medanzo: "Is it too late for you to assemble the people in the clan? Besides, can those so-called warriors in your clan keep the tail off the Beast King? We led the Beast King away, and the remaining four Big Armored Beasts, Amon, could handle it. He should be fine to get away from it. He has more talent than the two of us. ”

Link gasped: “You're right, Mr. Amon has no problem with the four Big Armored Beasts, afraid he'll run into the Armored Beast King again on his way back. ”

Medanzo gave him a sip: "I thought Amon was as stupid as you are. The Iron Armored Beast King ran all the way and yelled, so big a move could be heard from a long way away, long gone. ”

Link's cold sweat on his forehead was not dry, but he was still very uncomfortable with the question: “What makes you think I'm stupid? ”

Medanzo grabbed him with a leather coat and said, "Who's stupid if you're not? Who told me the Iron Armored Beast King is almost as good as the four Big Armored Beasts? Neither of us stopped it from striking, thanks to Amon for covering us and running away. ”

Link leaned against a rock on the side of the road and straightened himself down: "Be gentle, I'm hurt!... an old man from our tribe told me, I didn't know the truth would be like this! ”

Medanzo hummed, “Old man? How old are you? Has he ever competed with the Ironclad Beast King? That's bullshit, and you, the sheik, believed it, almost killed us both! I'm gonna call that guy back and ask him what he's talking about. ”

Link's five officials have wrinkled together: “I can't ask, tell me that the man died last year... Don't say that yet, Amon hasn't come back yet, should we go back and get him?... I feel like I just ate a loss that I didn't understand. With your swordsmanship, I should actually be able to resist for a while. ”

“If you're ready to fight, you two can hold off for a moment, but you still have to run faster, and you're just as slow to death!... Link, where did you get the news that the Iron Armored Beast King wasn't hard to deal with?” Amon's voice suddenly came from behind the stone, and as it went around the stone he came to the trail.

“You're back! I knew it would be all right with your skill!” The two shouted with surprise and surprise. Link, with his arms around his teeth, said again: "Messenger of the gods, no, O Lord Amon! I've just explained to you, tell me how powerful the Iron Armored Beast King is, that old man died last year! ”

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I wanted to go to the pool and practice my hand tricks, but it turned out to be smoking. One of Link's arms broke. Luckily, Medanzo fixed him with a splint on the road. Go back and take care of him.

When Link returned, he got sick, humming all day long, not only was his arm uncomfortable, but there seemed to be nothing wrong all over him, there was simply no good spot left. While teaching Link the previous days, Amon practiced simple low-order therapeutic magic himself, often helping Link cure "illness” in the last few days.

Instead, he found Link's "illness” strange, and his own therapeutic technique only relieved his suffering, but did not eliminate his symptoms. Link's illness continues, either here today or there tomorrow, as if cursed by some god. Amon remembered his experiences in Duke Town, where old injuries suffered repeatedly for some time, and even old lunatics could not heal.

This is not a disease, but a test to be faced by a first-degree samurai after awakening the power of one and two sides - the purity of the body. This test came at the same time with the promotion of the first-degree theologian to the second-degree theologian. Link's test came so quickly, of course, in relation to his incomplete schooling in indigenous theology since childhood, and the foundation was still good.

But Link has a poor foundation on the other hand, and his body is not as good as Amon's. Amon's strong body not only benefited from Duke Town's mineral craftsmanship exercise, but also from the mysterious cold bath purification. Dwarf tribes live in harsh conditions in the wild, no idea how many times they've been injured, some of them superficially good, but they still have hidden dangers in their bodies, and this test comes with a series of seizures.

Fortunately, Link has been the son of a former sheik since childhood, and he has not experienced too many vicious risks in the Dwarf tribe, otherwise this level is even more sad.

Now that Amon has a reason in mind, tell Link the truth that he needs to use his tenacious will to overcome all sorts of suffering and not give up physical exercise. It is also a test and a threshold, after which you can have the achievements of a second-degree theologian, while also practicing second-degree somatology.

Link would have been scared, wondering what strange poison was on the tail of the Iron Armored Beast King, or if he had been subjected to some unknown curse, and listening to Amon put his mind at ease. Though still grunting with his arms, Link still insists on exercising physically every day and often goes to Medanzo for advice.

Link worked out “sick” and Medanzo was uncomfortable these past few days, and he was actually getting cold. Medanzo really had a minor illness and felt that nothing was wrong. There was always a feeling of helplessness, which was like two people looking energetic and nowhere to vent the other day. Since Amon can heal the magic, he also came to see Amon.

The situation in Medanzo left Ammon wondering for half a day, and eventually implicitly determined one thing, and he also encountered the test of "body purification”.

Medanzo was already a Class IV warrior and had passed this test by accident. When he was awakened to the power of both sides, it was much easier to go through the test again than Link, that is, he had a small illness by the pool the other day. Ammon told Medanzo something like that, and if he persisted, he could become a second-degree magician. Medanzo was overjoyed.

The second test between the two men came so quickly that Amon was a little surprised, but it's not unreasonable to think about it. They have been practicing incomplete theology and formal body surgery for a long time, and once awakened to the power of both sides, it is not difficult to reach the peak of Level 1 achievement.

Two “students” are almost at the same level as themselves, and Ammon's “teacher” also has troubles and troubles. The calamity in the old madman's prophecy did not appear, nor did he see the message left in the eyes of the earth, whether it be second-degree theology or second-degree somatology, which had long been cultivated to its peak, but could not wait for the test of "firmness of faith”.

Was the old lunatic wrong? Ammon's heart is also a little broken. In the past few days, when practicing the most basic meditation of divinity, he was always restless and unable to settle down. There was almost no increase in power, as if the achievements of divinity were over forever.

Schrödinger has been very cheerful these past few days and always comes and goes in the village during the day. People have a lot of respect for this cat and regard it as a servant of the gods. It's delicious and delicious. The lazy, fat cat in Duke Town finally got his eyebrows up, and it was moisturized in the Cave Wildlings tribe, and even the fur greased out.

Schrödinger picked up a bone-shaped object in King Ironclad's lair and when he came back he put it in his own grass hole, holding it with a claw even as he slept. Amon also took it out and saw that this thing was curved in flat circular elongation, blunt at one end, reminiscent of the shape of the boat on the temple mural.

Seeing this thing, Amon subconsciously touched his ribs, it was too much like a man's rib! The texture is completely different from that of an ordinary bone, with little weight floating, but hard beyond imagination, not even a sharp iron knife can scratch a trace. Its surface is smooth like polished white stone, and if it were bone, it would have decayed long ago, not like this.

Amon didn't understand. Anyway, Schrödinger picked it up. Put it in its grass hole. If there were another time, Amon might try to study it in various ways, but he hasn't had this interest lately. He seems distracted in everything he does. He is always easily irritated and distracted. Even if he walks and sees a bird flying by, he would think absurdly, but he doesn't seem to think anything.

This state of affairs is impossible to cultivate the magic, is it because the first attack was frustrated with the Iron Armored Beast King, which struck the boy's confidence? One night, Amon sat in the house practicing meditation, but was too late to settle down to get into that state of concentration. With all the confusion, he couldn't help but think back to Far Duke Town.

He wonders how his father lived, how much wine he drank these days? What is the catastrophe the old lunatic predicted, and how will the town of Duke be affected by it? Think of it, he is naturally incapable of practicing divine meditation. Aware of this, Amon sighed, but heard Schrödinger sighing in the grass.

The sigh seemed to remind Amon of something, and suddenly he slapped his head and said to himself, “How stupid of me! Isn't that the test of practicing magic? The steadfastness of faith is the stability of the soul and the steadfastness of faith! ”

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