Judging from the magic they used, the older one was a sixth-level mage and the younger one was a fifth-level mage. Their skills were not simple. They were definitely not ordinary mages. Even Amon admired them. He had never seen an advanced mage who could use various kinds of magic so perfectly.
If it had been another two mages of the same level, they would have been killed by the scorpion's tail. But these two did not show any signs of defeat. They were just struggling. It seemed that it would not be easy to break out of the encirclement.
Amon frowned and said, "A fifth-level mage and a sixth-level mage. They are definitely the disciples of the best mages. In terms of magic alone, they are not inferior to you or me. If you and I join, the four of us can definitely deal with these giant scorpions. Why not help them along the way? We can also make friends. It's rare to meet a mage like this. "
Medanzo waved his staff and said, "Well, let's do it. We've been annoyed by the scorpions these days. We want to vent our anger when we meet these big guys."
Amon waved his hand and took out a long sword and a short shield. He said, "Put away your staff. You will pretend to be an advanced warrior who has undergone the second awakening of his power. I will pretend to be a sixth-level mage. We practice the power of two sides. It's not suitable to be used in public. Make friends with these two masters and collect some materials. We can take them to Link's tribe to make a batch of tools. "
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Warret and Raphael were engaged in a bitter struggle with the mutated giant scorpions. Several times they tried to break out of the encirclement, but the mutated giant scorpions always found the right time to spray burning venom, slowing them down. Such a battle was the most helpless for a mage because the scorpions would not negotiate with them. Even if they killed many scorpions, there would still be more coming.
Walter had scrolls with him that could instantly break out of the encirclement with Raphael, but he had not used them. He also knew that Raphael had scrolls with him. Goliath had specially taught them to protect themselves before leaving, and Raphael had insisted on not using them. He only cooperated with Walter to fight the giant scorpions with his own power.
Teacher Goliath had said that going through this path was also a test and experience. Raphael rarely had this kind of experience. The young man did not know that he was on the verge of breaking through from the fifth level to the sixth level. Raphael was the nephew of the prime minister of the Hittite Kingdom. Even without his family background, he was Goliath's favorite student. Most people would respect him and give in. It was rare to see such a scene. But these scorpions did not care who he was.
Goliath had sent Raphael to carry out difficult and dangerous tasks twice in order to create an environment for him to gain experience. As long as he did not flinch, Warret would cooperate and protect him. He would not resort to other means until the last moment. Hundreds of giant scorpions had been killed, but there were still nearly three hundred scorpions left. It seemed that it was impossible to break out of the encirclement like this. Walter sighed inwardly. He had already prepared two supreme scrolls and could use them at any time.
At this moment, Walter was suddenly startled. He sensed a powerful force erupting behind a distant dune. He immediately held the scrolls and shouted, "Raphael, be careful. Another master is coming. Is it a bigger scorpion?"
Of course it was not a scorpion. Then they heard a violent explosion. At the edge of the encirclement, five or six giant scorpions seemed to be torn to pieces by a force of spatial distortion. Their carapaces and body fragments splashed in all directions.
Raphael whispered, "It's a helper, at least a sixth-level mage." Then he shouted, "May I ask which friend has come? Walter and Raphael, the high priest of Syah, thank you for your help. "
A loud voice answered from behind the dune, "Wandering warrior Medanzo and mage Allaha are passing by and have come to lend a hand."
Following the voice, a warrior had already crossed the sand dune and was approaching with large strides. He held a short shield in his left hand to protect himself, and with his right hand, he waved his sword and chopped a few scorpions that were surging towards him into pieces. The giant scorpions also realized that they had encountered a master of close combat. They actually had a little intelligence and knew how to fight together. The scorpions nearby retreated, but several scorpions in the distance shot out poisonous flames in a crisscrossed manner.
Medanzo raised his shield and spun the tip of his sword in the air. A spiral of air rose and slightly changed the direction of the poisonous flames, trying to block them with the shield. Walter shouted again, "Warrior, the poisonous flames can corrode armour and weapons. Be careful of your shield."
Before his voice died away, the poisonous flames scattered in front of the shield. Sand and dust rose and floated in the air like pale yellow clouds, wrapping around the poisonous flames and then exploding. Another man appeared on the dune behind Medanzo, holding a staff in his right hand and a Ventussalam in his left. It was Amon.
Since he had asked Medanzo to give him an alias, he did not want to appear with his original identity. He took out another staff in his hand. Although it was also very good, it was far inferior to the iron staff.
It was the most common way of fighting for a mage to have a warrior in the front while he cast magic to support the attack from behind. Medanzo strode into the swarm of scorpions and cut open a path. Amon followed behind, collecting the stinger, pincers, and the strange carapace scattered on the sand.
The swarm of scorpions split into two groups, trying to surround them separately. However, Metatro took the lead with his sword and was unstoppable. The four of them quickly converged. Walter and Raphael said in unison, "Thank you so much for coming to our rescue in such a dangerous place."
This gratitude came from the bottom of their hearts. Although they had the means to protect themselves, the price was not small. It was best not to use them. Moreover, in this barren desert, instead of avoiding a large group of mutant scorpions, they rushed in to save them. This was an admirable behavior in any case.
Medanzo said with a slightly proud expression, "It is fate that we met. It is best for me to make friends with all kinds of heroes when I travel the continent. You two are young but have extraordinary achievements. You dare to walk in this desert. It is only right for you to help."
Amon waved his staff and said, "Let's not talk nonsense. Let's talk after we deal with these scorpions."
The four of them joined together to form a small battle formation, which immediately increased their power. Medanzo was at the forefront, waving his sword and slashing. Amon and Walter walked two steps behind, side by side, protecting Medanzo with magic, while Raphael walked at the rear. The giant scorpions moved very fast, crawling quickly with their footsteps, always in a state of encirclement.
The four of them were not afraid at all. They crossed several sand dunes and killed nearly a hundred giant scorpions. Medanzo was exhausted, while Amon took a break and collected a lot of materials.
Seeing that the scorpions were difficult to deal with, Walter was about to ask Medanzo to retreat and rest for a while. Unexpectedly, these scorpions also seemed to understand the situation. Feeling that the few of them could not deal with them, they suddenly scattered and disappeared into the sand.
Medanzo lowered his sword and gasped, "Huh, why did they all run?"
Amon muttered, "These giant scorpions are different from ordinary scorpions. They know how to cooperate and have a bit of intelligence. When they realized that they could not deal with the four of us, they retreated. It's a bit like a marching army."
Walter nodded, "I also realized that these giant scorpions are different from ordinary poisonous insects. It seems that they have undergone simple training. That's why they are more terrifying. Otherwise, we would have broken out a long time ago. Thank you two heroes for saving us, I haven't had a chance to ask for your advice. "
Raphael and Medanzo were almost exhausted. They sat on the sand dune to rest, always on guard. Amon called himself Allaha. He was a mage from the Empire of Eygut and loved to work with all kinds of magic artifacts. He came here mainly to train himself and collect materials, which explained his actions just now.
Medanzo called himself a warrior from the Kingdom of Bablon. He was once rescued by Allaha in the mountains, and the two became good friends. He liked adventure and longed for the legendary heroic deeds. Coming to this desolate place to kill monsters was not only to help his friends, but also to train himself. There was no need to hide his identity, and what he said was almost the truth.
But the origin of Raphael and Walter surprised Amon. When he heard that they were high priests of the Syah Shrine, Amon was very surprised. High priests of the Syah Shrine were one of the noblest people in the Syah Shrine. When Amon was in Duc, he could hardly imagine that he would have dealings with such important people.
What was even more surprising was that the two high priests did not bring any attendants or guards with them. Even ordinary mages would not do such a thing on foot in the Syah Desert. These two noble lords claimed to be carrying out the orders of their teacher. They had gone to Uruk and Cape States to deliver letters. Their teacher was the ninth-level supreme mage Goliath.
Amon had seen Goliath before. One night, he saw Goliath quarreling in Crazy 'Ole's house. Later, Goliath and Crazy' Ole went to Mayor Dusti's house and flew away from the window. Later, he learned that the man was the chief priest of Syah, the eighth-level supreme mage Goliath. The next day, Mayor Dusti found an excuse to send Amon to Duc to avoid the disaster that followed.
Crazy 'Ole also mentioned Goliath in his message. He told Amon that if he encountered any trouble in the Syah, he could go to Goliath for help. This supreme mage was trustworthy. At least he would not harm Amon. Not many people could receive such praise from Crazy' Ole. Amon did not expect to meet Goliath's students in the desert today. Indeed, a great teacher produces a great disciple. Goliath himself had advanced to the ninth level, becoming the top existence on the continent.
Amon did not tell Walter and Raphael about his origins. He had nothing to ask Goliath for help at the moment. They chatted for a while. Amon also made a delicious lunch and invited everyone to enjoy it together. Raphael warmly invited Amon and Medanzo to visit Syah if they had the opportunity. He would definitely thank them well.
Walter saw that everyone had rested enough. He got up and said, "Lord Allaha, you must be very rich to have such a spatial artefact. You are also an artefact maker. You must have all kinds of artefacts. But please accept this scroll. It's a token of my appreciation. It might come in handy when you're exploring the desert. "
Walter took out an intermediate scroll, 'Spatial Shackles', which Amon was very familiar with. He had used two scrolls himself. It was indeed a very practical auxiliary means of escape in dangerous situations. Amon could not refuse and had to accept the gift.
Walter cautiously said, "Be careful in the desert. Don't get entangled with powerful poisonous insects and beasts. No matter how precious the materials are, they are not as valuable as your own life. The giant scorpions have retreated. Maybe they will summon more powerful monsters to attack us. We can't stay here for long. Let's go. Welcome to Syah. "
Amon's reaction was beyond everyone's expectation. He suddenly stood up and took out his iron staff out of thin air. He embedded the Ventussalm into the staff in a blur. He said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's too late. Everyone, be careful. There are powerful enemies nearby."
Walter was shocked. He was already a sixth-level mage, and his reaction and experience were far superior to his peers. He did not expect that Amon's reaction was even sharper than his. Moreover, he took out such a magical staff. It meant that Amon did not use his full strength in the battle just now. Medanzo and Raphael had already jumped up from the ground with their weapons and staffs in their hands. Leit immediately sensed a strong sense of danger and turned to look in the same direction as Amon.
A strange scene appeared not far away. Three sand dunes slowly rose up in front of them. The sand at the top kept leaking, and the sand at the bottom kept gushing out. The sand dunes rose higher and higher until they turned into the shape of a human. When the sand dunes stopped rising and all the sand fell, three monsters appeared in front of them.
The one in the middle was a man, more than twenty feet tall. His upper body was in the shape of a human, but his hands had turned into a pair of huge pincers, and his lower body was in the shape of a scorpion. He stood on the sand dunes with six feet, and his tail was thirty feet long. At the end of the tail was a huge curved hook that looked like a spear. The monster's humanoid upper body was extremely muscular, and there were flame-shaped patterns on his cheeks. His eyes were completely dark brown, and there were no whites in them at all. He looked down at the four of them coldly.
Walter gasped and subconsciously murmured to himself, "The legendary Scorpion King, the human-faced scorpion created by the gods."
Amon said in a deep voice, "Don't panic. It's not impossible to fight four against one." As he spoke, he not only took out his iron staff, but also three scrolls out of thin air in his right hand. He told the others not to panic, but he himself was not as calm as usual. He even said something wrong. Because they weren't fighting four against one, they were facing three powerful enemies.
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