180. The Eye of Sealing versus the Blade of Order
George smiled bitterly. "The people here call you Amun, and you are like a god. I have been to the city of Salem and saw the scene just now with my own eyes, and everything here can indeed be called a miracle, amazing! "
Gabriel, however, did not bother with pleasantries and said expressionlessly: "Amon, you should know why we are here!"
Amon replied: "I know why you two are here, you are here on orders from the Empire of Eygut to hunt me down. Let's find a convenient place to talk, there are too many people here, it's not good to catch up. "
Continuing forward, the Plains of Duc was currently surrounded by wilderness, and the few of them were silent along the way, until they finally arrived at an uninhabited valley surrounded by hills. Amon stopped and waved his hand, placing down a golden-roofed tent out of thin air. Tables, chairs, and wine were set up in the tent, and he sat down and said: "Lord George, Lord Gabriel, whatever it is, please sit down first, and let me offer you a toast."
When Amon first arrived in Eygut, he was still a commoner from a foreign land, and Gabriel had saved him and George had helped him. When he left Eygut, he was already a Supreme General whose power shook the world, and both Gabriel and George were once his subordinates and had obeyed his orders on the battlefield. Now that he was offering this toast, Amon's status was still that of the Supreme General of the Empire, and he had not been publicly dismissed.
George raised his glass and drank slowly, and since the moment he saw Amon, the supreme mage had been smiling bitterly. Gabriel grabbed the glass and drank it in one gulp, then stood up and said: "Amon, now that you know why I am here, let's not waste any more time. Now, as a supreme warrior, I formally request a duel with you! "
Duel? Amon wanted to laugh when he heard this, he had already had two duels along the way, first with Ugallu the Lion King in the desert, and then with El Mar and Celia and her summoned beast Rulio by the swamp. He did not expect that there would be a third duel after entering the Plains of Duc, and that the opponent would be his savior, Gabriel.
Amon put down his glass, stood up, and reminded: "Your mission is to kill me, and a surprise attack and assassination are still possible, but if it is a head-on fight, you have little chance, so why settle it with a duel?"
George and Link frowned, and Amon actually said this, as if he was reminding Gabriel what to do if he wanted to kill him, and was also tactfully telling Gabriel that both of them should be prepared before fighting, and that she was not his match.
Gabriel said solemnly: "Supreme General Amon, I am well aware of your contributions to Eygut, and the Empire of Eygut has not publicly condemned you for your crimes, only ordered me to assassinate you. Then I can only ask another warrior for a duel as a warrior. High Priest George, can I do this? "
George nodded and replied: "Of course, and for you, it seems to be the only thing you can do."
Amon asked again: "Honorable supreme warrior, if it is a duel, the other party's consent is required, what if I don't agree?"
Gabriel replied: "Amon, I saved you, and I don't ask you to repay me, I just want you to help me get out of this predicament and agree to the duel."
Amon nodded slowly: "I can't refuse when you say that, okay, I accept your request for a duel! … Since it is a duel, there must be a duel agreement. Who do you want to be the arbitrator, and what agreement do you want to make? "
Gabriel: "I ask the supreme mage George and this Mr. Link to be the arbitrator together. There is no special agreement, just deal with it according to the results of the duel between the warriors of the two opposing sides at the time of the battle, and abide by noble etiquette."
Gabriel did not ask for a private duel among the people, but to deal with it according to the duel between the warriors of the two opposing sides. The victorious party could kill the loser, and if they did not kill their opponent, then the loser would be a prisoner of war, and the country or city-state to which they belonged could redeem him. This was not an explicit law, but a kind of noble etiquette in the various countries of the continent.
Amon looked at Gabriel with a rather helpless expression and nodded again: "Well, as you wish."
Gabriel bowed to Amon again, took out a cowhide envelope from his bosom and handed it over: "Before the duel begins, according to the instructions of the Adoratrice, I will give this letter to you, please read it before you fight."
Amon hurriedly reached out and took the letter. Since Gabriel had accepted the mission to assassinate him, it was impossible for Maria not to tell him something. Amon had always wanted to ask but could not bring himself to say it, so there was such a letter. He opened the envelope and took out a piece of straw paper, glanced at it, and could not help but be slightly startled, then put the letter back and carefully put it into his bosom.
Gabriel did not ask him what was written in the letter, but just asked: "Have you finished reading it?"
Amon replied very calmly: "I have, when do you want to duel with me?"
Gabriel untied the long sword at his waist and put it on the table, then reached out to George. George sighed, took out a silver battle-axe from his spatial artifact and handed it to her. The battle-axe was like a half moon, exuding a bright silver-white light. There seemed to be flowing patterns on its surface, as if there were wisps of electric light flowing on it. They were not engraved lines, but strange reflections of the surrounding space.
Amon was slightly surprised. This was not an ordinary weapon, but also a magic artifact, and it seemed to be able to change with the body and mind. It could be called a holy artifact! In fact, this battle-axe was originally given to Gabriel by Amon, who had obtained it from the mysterious cave where Bair had fallen. The weapons that could be preserved in good condition there were all treasures on the continent.
Gabriel had used this battle-axe to fight Enkidu, and there were many gaps and countless cracks on it, but she did not discard the weapon and used mithril to repair the damage. The so-called mithril was made from silver, but it had been specially processed by the mages to be able to conduct and stimulate the power. It was a precious material for processing weapons used by warriors. But to fuse it on the surface of a weapon, it needed to be refined by magic, not ordinary plating.
The material of this battle-axe had undergone many powerful surges of power, and the material had also undergone wonderful changes. No matter how many times Gabriel fused and repaired it with mithril, the battle-axe always had traces of gaps and cracks on it, like marks that could not be erased.
She couldn't repair this weapon. Even if she could fix its shape, when she waved it, there would always be uncontrollable cracks in the space between the silver hairs. The attack she launched was like a comb without teeth, there would always be an inexplicable lack of power. Before she accepted the task of hunting down Amon, she made a request to the Adoratrice, to gather all the power of the Temple of Isis and completely refine this weapon.
Maria agreed, but the result was a little unbelievable. She summoned the masters of the Temple of Isis, and finally mobilized all the supreme mages to set up a magic array and put the battle-axe in the center of the magic array to be refined. Finally, even Maria herself, holding the Adoratrice's staff, completely repaired the gaps and cracks on the battle-axe, forming the flowing patterns.
At this moment, Gabriel took out the battle-axe, and Amon scanned it with detection magic. He felt that the space on both sides of the blade seemed to be cut open by an invisible gap, dividing a line, and even the detection of magic seemed to be cut off. This was a holy object that could open up space, and if the user's magic was strong enough, the power of this weapon was incredible. Amon could not help but be secretly amazed.
Gabriel walked into the valley with the battle-axe in her hand, turned around and said: "Amon, please take out your weapon too, we will duel here and now."
Link also vaguely sensed that the battle-axe in her hand was unusual and advised: "Respected supreme warrior, Amun has just opened up a path in the Charcoal Marsh, and it took a month of continuous effort, it must be extremely exhausting. I think it's better to rest for a while before dueling."
George also took advantage of the situation to advise: "Link is right, Amun is very tired from opening up a path in the marsh, and he needs to rest for a while. Let's duel when he fully recovers his physical strength and magic power."
Both of them wanted to delay and did not want to see Gabriel and Amon really duel. Anyway, there was no harm in delaying. Gabriel looked at Amon and said: "The people here call you Amun, do you need to rest?"
Amon smiled and asked meaningfully: "If you want to rest, then wait until your strength is restored before dueling. If you insist on dueling here and now, I will not object."
Gabriel replied simply: "Then let's do it!"
Amun's expression was a little strange, and no one knew what he was thinking. He slowly walked into the valley and stood ten steps away from Gabriel, and took out a weapon out of thin air. In the distance, George and Link were taken aback at the same time, because the weapon Amon took out was also very special, it was a thick and long broadsword with a wide hilt that looked like a slender cross.
A crystal was embedded in the middle of the blade, translucent in the sunlight, with a thin line in the middle that looked like a cat's eye. Link recognized it, it was the staff of the cat goddess Bastet, once a holy artifact that could change with the body and mind. Later, its broken remains were given to Link, and Link gave it to Amon.
Amon crossed thousands of miles of the Syah Desert and then the vast Charcoal Marsh, and along the way, he actually completed the sacrificial refining and forged it into a sword. The sword looked heavy, but in Amon's hand, it was light as a feather, and when he swept it with detection magic, there seemed to be a kind of annihilating power, as if the aura it emitted could seal all kinds of senses.
After Amon stood still, Gabriel asked: "Supreme General, are you ready?"
Amon did not speak, just nodded, and Gabriel simply and neatly made her move. She raised her battle axe and charged forward, covering the distance of ten steps in the blink of an eye, and slashed at Amon with a silver light. Amon turned sideways with his sword, avoiding the axe blade, and attacked Gabriel's arm. Gabriel did not withdraw her axe to dodge, but turned her body, and the axe spun in the air, slapping at the tip of Amon's sword.
The battle axe and the tip of the sword collided with a clang and a sharp buzzing sound, and the two moved so fast that they had already switched positions and were fighting again. George and Link, who were watching the battle, were a little puzzled. They had thought that they would see an earth-shattering excitement, and George clenched his staff, ready to defend himself against the impact of the power, but the scene in front of him was very strange, even eerie.
Gabriel's martial arts were first-class, and she had learned all kinds of fighting skills since she was a child. Her diligence was beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and she had also carried out all kinds of dangerous tasks. Even if she was not a supreme warrior, she was still a master of fighting, and her skills in using various weapons were almost perfect. The combination of speed and strength was seamless, and her judgment was extremely accurate. There was no need to think, and the reaction in fighting was already an instinct.
Amon had not undergone such systematic training in fighting skills, but Schrödinger was once the goddess Bastet of the Ennead divine clan, and had experienced countless dangerous battles. Amon had unfolded her spiritual imprint and also inherited her fighting skills and experience, so he was not at a disadvantage in such a fight with Gabriel.
Silver light and sword shadows crisscrossed, and the two figures were dazzling as they advanced and retreated, and their weapons occasionally clashed together, making a crisp clanging sound. But there was no diffuse light on the battlefield, nor was there an explosive impact of energy. This was not like a duel between two supreme warriors, but more like two masters of fighting competing in skills and experience, to see whether Amon's swordsmanship or Gabriel's battle axe was better.
Link couldn't help but exclaim: "So that's how they want to fight, supreme mage George, do you see that? For a supreme mage like you, if such warriors get close to you, they can easily assassinate you. "
George nodded and said: "They are the top masters of fighting on the continent, and it is difficult for anyone to resist if they are caught off guard. But why don't they use the powerful strength of a supreme warrior? "
Link shrugged. "How would I know, have they discussed it?"
Neither Amon nor Gabriel used their powerful superhuman strength, and they fought like two strong ordinary people. The grass and leaves in the valley were flying, and the battlefield had been trampled to the ground. But there was also an invisible danger in the fight, which came from the weapons in their hands.
Amon could feel that the sharpness of Gabriel's battle axe could cut through almost everything. To describe the sharpness of a weapon, it usually depended on how hard the material was and how thin the edge could be. But this battle axe was different, it had the power to cut through space. No matter how tough the armor was, if the space it was in was cut through, it would lose its purpose of defense.
The blade of the axe was like a strange division of order. Not to mention hard armors, it could even cut through flowing water. If it was used with the help of powerful magic power, it would be a truly unparalleled sharpness in the world! If Amon did not use additional magic defense, no matter how tough the snake scale armor he wore was, it would not be able to stop this axe.
Gabriel also felt that the sword in Amon's hand was also very special, with an indescribable power of annihilation. No matter how powerful the attack of the weapon was, it was like a clay ox entering the sea in front of this sword, as if it was sealed, or the connection between the power and the attacker was cut off.
The two fought for a long time, their shadows erratic in the sun. Although the weapons clashed many times, Amon did not let the blade of the opponent's battle axe directly hit the body of the sword, but only used the tip of the sword to divert the force. Amon's sword was very clever. If it was another warrior, the impact of the battle axe being hit by the tip of the sword would dislocate the joints of the entire arm. But Gabriel used his footwork and the inertia of the weapon to always resolve it in the most reasonable way.
They fought from morning to afternoon, and the sun had changed the direction of its light. With the physical strength of the two supreme warriors, fighting like this could last for days and nights. It was just a matter of who would accidentally reveal a flaw first.
Link finally saw some clues and said to George: "They are fighting like this because of the weapons in their hands. Gabriel's battle axe can cut through space, and the energy impact will always make a gap. And Amon's sword can annihilate power, and it can also cut through the energy impact and lose the traction, so they are simply competing with fighting skills. "
George frowned and said: "Weapons are indeed amazing. But even if it is a holy object, it needs enough power to exert its greatest power. I am afraid that the two of them are fighting like this not only because of the weapons, but perhaps there is another mystery. "
Link: "You mean I guessed wrong? But how long will it take for them to fight like this? In fact, you and I are very clear that if they really go all out in a duel, Gabriel is by no means a match for Amun. "
Before they finished speaking, there was a sudden change on the battlefield. There was a deafening sound of sword and axe colliding, and Amon's figure was shocked and flew dozens of feet away. The shock of the sound shattered all the utensils on the table, and rose-colored wine flowed all over the table. George exclaimed and raised his staff, and layers of various shields covered the golden tent.
The scene of the battle suddenly changed. The silver axe in Gabriel's hand emitted thousands of rays of light, which seemed to leave no trace in the soil, but the trees that were swept by were silently broken, and the hard rocks were constantly sliding down, as if inexplicably separated from the mountain.
Amon shouted, "Good, I've been waiting for you!" The sword in his hand also turned into countless phantoms, and wherever it passed, the silver light would shatter. Gabriel strode forward and swung his axe, the silver axe had already turned into a flying arc of light, and even the shadows of the sword light could be cut open.
The astonishing impact of the energy scattered, and it was no longer possible to distinguish the figures of the two outside the battlefield, and even the nearest small hill was flattened, turning into wriggling dust and falling down. At this moment, even if someone wanted to stop the duel between the two, it was probably impossible to intervene.
The big tent was like a lone island on the edge of a stormy sea, suffering from all kinds of shocks from time to time, and even Link had to use magic to defend himself. Fortunately, the tent here was only the aftermath of the scattered energy, and George and Link could still sit still. From time to time, a silver light slashed down, shattering a layer of shield, but strangely appeared behind the tent. And from time to time, a sword light flew over, silently scattering the surrounding elemental shield.
George clenched his staff, frowned and asked Link: "Can you see clearly how they are fighting?"
Link also held his staff and shook his head: "I can't see clearly, even the detection magic is disrupted! How can we arbitrate like this? "
George smiled bitterly: "Arbitrate what arbitrate, they don't need others to arbitrate, we are just putting on a show!"
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