Pivot of the Sky

Vitru just asked Amon how he could simultaneously produce intermediate somatology and divinity. Truly speaking, he won Amon's biggest secret. He was so nervous that he couldn't see the tension. Amon bowed: “Lord Vitru, I really didn't expect it to be you! That's no wonder, with * * * a few of them, how could they chase me all the way? There must be a good tracker in your team...”

Vitru and the others showed their pride, but at this point they heard Haven drinking suddenly: "Careful -! ”

Said it was too late, Amon bowed, kneeling on one knee like a courtesy, his right hand loosened the staff to the ground, smoothly pulled out a giant silver shield in his arms, and plugged himself into the ground to block strictly, his right hand swinging fast, throwing several scrolls like a petal.

Vitru and others knew that there was a scroll on Amon, and when they discussed it, they also mentioned preventing Amon from coming to the hand, but they didn't. Nobody expected Amon to spill the scroll so simply. Three premium scrolls and an intermediate scroll didn't even blink an eye. He was talking salute!

On the way to Ammon, we studied the newly obtained scrolls carefully, and one discovered that none of the advanced scrolls had the two brighter ones that had previously been used in the Underworld. No wonder Nero deliberately pays them as a separate reward, and those three scrolls are truly the pride of his life, extraordinary. And none of the mid-level scrolls can surpass the "Song of Ice and Fire” that was originally used on the underwater river.

These scrolls are standard scrolls, capable of performing specific magic tricks, so many are already precious and difficult to find. With Amon's current powers, it is possible to control one high-order theology at a time, and I'm afraid you can't control two or three at the same time, but Amon, like in the Underworld, just rolls up the scroll to excite the theology, and doesn't control it.

The first premium scroll is "Wind Blade Dance”, a high-end divine technique with a wide range of indiscriminate attacks, a raging wind roll in the valley, and countless tiny amounts of air condensed and compressed like sharp blades, flying around in chaos and chaos. In the past, trees and grass leaves have been shredded and a stream of smoke has risen on the ground.

The second advanced scroll is “space fissures," the same large-scale indiscriminate attack magic, sandwiched in countless wind blades, space is twisting, there seems to be a lot of tiny fissures, there are a lot of silent misalignments of tree branches that are wound halfway into the sky, as if they were divided into two pieces by some force.

The third premium scroll is "Frost Mist," a thick fog rising in the woods, and tiny ice crystals diffuse around like a needle tip that is invisible to the naked eye. Its attack is not very powerful, but it has a very good effect of blocking sight, jamming sensors, making it difficult to spot Ammon's location, and to tell which direction this volatile attack is coming from.

The sudden space crack in the changing wind blade, covered by frost mist, makes it difficult to detect and distinguish. This is a tool that Amon has long figured out. It is believed that the three reels can be used simultaneously to achieve the optimal harmful effect and are suddenly and most difficult to prevent.

Amon unfolds the scroll and no longer controls it, which means that he is personally under attack by scroll power. But he was already ready, half-kneeling, blocked the front with a heavy shield and the most attacks above, and raised another light shield along the arcuate surface of the shield to completely protect his body in the middle. At the same time, Amon quickly grabbed the scepter on the ground and picked it up. The smoke and dust that flew in front of him condensed into a thick and solid earth wall. This is the middle class magic wall technique, * * * which was also carried out earlier, Amon is much smarter than he is!

Even if Vitru thought that Amon would use the scroll, he wouldn't have thought that he would, unfolding so many advanced scrolls at a time beyond his control, let alone placing Amon under the power of a scroll attack. If you don't want money, don't die! It's a staggering giant knife to chop people up, even with themselves.

Vitru and others also have scrolls, but they didn't use them in the first place. On the one hand, there's no need to deal with Amon. On the other hand, that's Lord Julian's stuff. It's the best thing about not using nature, which means a lot of money. The scroll thrown by Amon is equivalent to a vast and noble estate burning, and the herds of cattle and sheep, servants, countless beautiful women, gourmet clothes, gold and silver have been turned into mists, wind blades and cracks in the sky.

Instead of controlling the theological power of the three premium reels, Amon controlled another mid-order reel, expanding the reel while locking only Vitru in the direction of the attack. He didn't want the brilliant magician to fight back, and he didn't want Vitru to have the chance to use the scroll against him, so for the time being, the scroll unfolded was "confined to space”.

This mid-order scroll did not do much harm, but temporarily confined the target in a space where Ammon had used it against the snake, and Gilgamesh later compensated him for the same scroll and threw it out again. Vitru instantly sensed that the surrounding space was confined, and he seemed to be blocked from the battlefield.

In fact, Amundo wondered, under the almost instantaneous succession of attacks by the three advanced arts, Vitru had no chance to fight back, and the first choice was how to defend himself. Vitru shouted and waved his staff, and the silver light rose on both sides of the samurai and the shield in Haven's hand in front of him, forming a huge mask that protected the entire formation in the middle.

So much more than that, Vitru's staff swung further down, appearing along the body a clear set of armor, flashing a bit of dark brown light wrapped the magician himself tightly, without even leaving a gap in his eyes. This is the supreme gas element defense divinity instantaneously shielded, when such divinity can not even move himself, does not care about space confinement.

Looking at Haven's posture almost exactly like Amon's, he also kneeled down and raised a round shield upwards. In addition to the large shield sacrificed by Vitrush, the shield raised another round of bright light, not much to cover his own body. The samurai was also re-awakened by power, mastered auxiliary low-order divinity, and his martial arts were quite brilliant, and the shield in his hand was also a magically reinforced object.

This is a strange battle, where everyone on the battlefield bites their teeth, like a fragile sandcastle that could be smashed at any moment in a stormy wave.

The scroll unfolded for a short period of time, and the space confinement effect of that intermediate scroll was smashed by the force of the other three scrolls, even without the need for Vitru himself to do something to eliminate it.

But this middle scroll “killed” a man, and because of the blockade of space confinement, Vitru's theological defense did not protect Schutter behind him for the first time, and the nephew of Lord Julian was the first to fall. Fatal wounds appeared on his forehead, deep space fissures nearly halved his head, followed by numerous wind blades leaving a dense and numb trauma on his body.

Schutter's death was unjust. He was supposed to be in the safest and least vulnerable position, but he didn't expect Amon to launch such an attack.

When the cracks disappeared, the wind blades evacuated, and the fog was still spreading, the strongest outbreak of attack finally survived. The seemingly sturdy dirt wall in front of Amon had long been smashed to pieces, and the silver mask had broken away, only the giant shield still intact to protect his figure. Amon's right shoulder blade approached his back and his left outer thigh, and his clothes were broken, bleeding outward, like a wound cut by a sharp knife.

Looking further across the street, Schutter is dead, and two of the samurai around Vitru have fallen badly injured, not even discerning which is the more lethal wound. The samurai on the left had a sword in his right hand, but the shielded left arm had left his body, and the samurai on the right had several deep wounds in his waist, and blood stained his half body red.

Two opponents left to fight, Vitru standing and Haven half kneeling.

Haven's shoulder clothes were also ripped open, blood seeped out on his right shoulder, and the shield in his hand had a dim milliliter flashing, but the surface had left a crack. While this is a good magic shield, it is far from being compared to the shield in Amon's hand. What Amon searched for in the secret cave remained intact after the war that besieged Bel. Today's scene, though intense, cannot be compared to the Battle of Bel.

No one would have guessed that Amon would not only take out the first shield, but also the second shield. How could he have so many good things in his hand? The sight of the shield should be taken out of the space object, and the person can't open it even if he owns the space object, for example, he can't open Nero's space ring. These weird things don't make any sense, and there's no time to think about them.

Only Vitru was intact on the battlefield, and the transparent armor wrapped around his body was slowly disappearing, and the magician's face was terribly pale. Tracking Amon for so many days in a row, the drain of strength and energy was enormous, and Vitru was quite tired, and suddenly came out again today. If Amon was a great magician, able to control the direction of those three reels, rather than the random diffusion of power, I'm afraid Vitru can no longer stand.

Amon did not give the opponent any more chance to breathe. He threw down his shield and held his staff. Half-kneeled body suddenly jumped from the ground. When he landed, he made a few paces, but then stabilized himself and rushed forward without hesitation. His health and power consumption are also close to the limit. The shield's self-defense is good, but too heavy can affect speed and reaction, and it is decisively thrown away.

He must not give Vitru another chance to perform his powerful magic, and Amon has no room to resist. Haven also reacted quickly, like a leopard jumping from the ground, with a shield knife rushing towards Amon. Only a few dozen steps away, he saw Amon pull something out of his arms and wave forward, subconsciously thinking it was a scroll again, lifting the shield and squatting down to defend himself, but did not sense the eruption of divinity.

Vitru also showed fright before he could launch a magical counterattack. The magic stone on the staff glowed and instantly raised another shield. But what Amon had in his hand was not thrown out; it was just a long, striped bone.

The bones didn't throw out, but they flew out in the middle of the air with all kinds of weapons, armor, canes, magic stones, scrolls, dry food, bottles of wine, even a new suit and an old suit, two pairs of shoes. Amon was as cohesive as he could, waving his bones up, opening the invisible space, and flying out was what he was carrying.

Vitru's magic shield can resist energy attacks or the chopping of weapons, but the power is always limited, and I had no idea Amon was using a "hill” to smash him. How could this man throw so many things out of the sky as soon as he waves? Vitru was frightened for a moment because he saw the scroll of sky dancing and a golden translucent stone, how many people dreamed of tears of the gods!

The tears of the gods passed through Vitru's magic shield and were smashing his face door. Although the damage was minimal, Vitru was no longer able to calm his mind and his soul was flying! Countless things fell, Vitru's shield was under heavy pressure, his knees fell on the ground, and immediately after the divine shield broke, all of which hit him, a shuttle gun happened to plug into the back of his heart.

Small mountain clutter also struck two seriously wounded samurai around Vitru, the first of the messy things to fall were weapons, heavy axes, shotguns, sharp swords. They were also killed instantly, whether by weapons or by heavy objects, and could not bear such a blow if they were seriously injured.

The scroll did not unfold, sprinkled with the sacred stone and covered the bodies of the three men.

Amon had no time to look at the “battle result” of the blow, because Haven had jumped off the ground again and had rushed to his front, and the machete in his hand had been cut with no bright light, and the knife was short, but the range of the knife was staggering. Amon waved his staff and held the knife with a faint light. The staff struck each other in the ear, and Amon was shocked two steps away. When he landed, the wound spilled blood again.

Amon's staff is much heavier than Haven's knife, but Haven's power is incredible. The knife is cut on the staff. There is a strange impact that almost shatters Amon's internal organs. Haven's martial arts are obviously much better than Amon's.

The bones of Amon's left hand fell off the ground, his cane just stood steady with his hands, and he struggled to hold the second knife that Haven had struck, and was then shocked back two steps. At this point, Haven's right shoulder wound also suddenly bled more, and he handed the knife over to his left hand, which took the shield. On this occasion, Amunda sipped a sip and swept back with her cane.

Like a hammer hitting a ragon, a loud thrill, Haven's shield blocking the staff, the knife swept across. Amon suddenly had a strange twist. The staff hit the shield, but it was lured aside by a force. He almost lost his balance. As he hurried to escape, Haven's knife cut through the clothes that had been cut off from his waist, leaving a wound under Amon's ribs, and blood burst out instantly.

This man can actually be a magician. Simple low-order magic is used to help combat martial arts. It is both reasonable and ingenious to use. If Ammon's reaction is slower, he will be ripped open at this moment. Haven was a true fighter and hunter, and he didn't even look back at what was going on over at Vitru, but he did his best to launch the attack. His strength was drained more than Amon's when the scroll broke out, and he was injured, but at this moment he bit the teeth and fought, spelling out who fell first.

This is the first time Amon has encountered such an adversary. This is a real special death battle between the samurai. Haven's every knife is accurate and reasonable, giving Amon little chance to fight back. He had to wave his staff and even retreat from the recruiting stand. That continuous impact of force made him feel soft, his mind a little dizzy, and his mouth was bleeding.

Ammon's martial arts are not very smart, but they are agile and practical, and the walking room of the staff is always able to block deadly attacks. Each of his counterattacks was blocked by Haven's shield, and Haven had a more flexible knife than his scepter, swept it with a knife and swept it wider than Amon's scepter.

When Haven did it, Vitru and others in the back did not cooperate with the attack. His heart sank and he guessed that all his companions had gone wrong, but he bit his teeth and looked back, waving a knife had blushed. Now, in this case, Haven can only account for everything if he takes Amon, otherwise even if he can go back, he's dead.

Amon was forced backwards and gradually retreated to the edge of the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, behind him was a steep rock, which, at first glance, could no longer be recruited. He also found Haven's weakness on his right shoulder, the wound on Haven's shoulder was deep, and every time the shield of his right hand blocked Amon from striking back, he would have a painful and lukewarm look on his face.

The knife from Haven's short knife in his left hand gradually darkened, and his strength was running out. But Amon was in a much more dangerous situation, with his arms shaking all over his body and his cane almost out of control.

Amon had virtually no way back, spared no effort to open the knife and launched a counterattack. The fine iron staff struck the shield with a piercing sound. This shield was finally unable to withstand such a long struggle and suddenly broke into pieces. Haven shook himself, threw away the broken shield, and made a painful yell half a step backwards, his hands pounding with a knife.

The already gloomy sword was suddenly unprecedented in brightness, the last cut that Haven had spared no effort to make, and seemed to want to solve the battle with it. Amon's staff was pulled forward by an invisible force, and his body leaned forward half a step, which seemed too late to hold the knife. Once again, Haven used his magical cooperation, which was the last force he had accumulated for a long time.

If it hadn't happened unexpectedly, Amon would have died, and this knife would have cut him to the ground. Precisely at this point, Haven suddenly slipped down his foot and the other foot immediately after landing did not stand steady, his body slammed forward.

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