Smoke, flames, and storms were like a spiraling tsunami, trapping Amun in the sky. The God of Flame, the God of Ash, and the God of Flying Bull were exerting all their strength to fight Amon. Amon waved the Eye of Sealing, like a reef standing in the stormy waves, smashing the attacks of the three divine emissaries again and again.
Not all ninth level divine emissaries were good at this kind of battle. For example, Palanthos, whom Amon was familiar with, may be the closest to the realm of immortality among all the divine emissaries of the Anunnaki divine clan, but she could never cope with this kind of situation. Among the generals under Enril, the God of Ash, the God of Flame, the God of Wind, the God of Sky, the God of Flying Bull, and the God of Dark Wolf were the most powerful, especially the God of Ash, even ordinary gods would have a hard time dealing with him. Among them, the God of Sky, Zhu Xuan had been shot down by Gilgamesh, and the God of Dark Wolf was Bright Moon Night, who had assassinated Amon.
Seeing that the battle on the ground was over, Amon did not want to continue fighting and quickly got away, but he was trapped by the three powerful divine emissaries. Especially the female giant Yi Damn, she was simply crazy, and he had to beat back one of them to open a gap. If he wanted to end the battle quickly, Amon would have to pay the price.
His whole body was shrouded in a faint golden light, and he waved the Eye of Sealing in the thick smoke and raging fire, turning it into a power that seemed to be able to annihilate everything and slashed towards the God of Flying Bull. Amon concentrated all his strength on one person, and the Eye of Sealing passed through the swirling thunderstorm, as if everything was still, and hit the spiral-shaped sword held by the God of Flying Bull.
There was a sudden clap of thunder in the air, and Yi Damn's burly figure was shaken back. Amon did not relax his steps and slashed again with brute force.
Yi Zhen could not block it, but the attacks of the God of Flame and the God of Ash were not idle. With a bang, flames suddenly ignited outside the golden light shrouding Zaimon's body, and he looked like a burning human-shaped fireball. Because of the continuous attacks of the God of Flame, Amon was finally "ignited" when Yi Shuang had no time to defend.
At this moment, Amon had to withdraw his magic to extinguish the flames to avoid being hurt, but the Eye of Sealing still slashed towards Yi Shuang.
With a loud crack, the Eye of Sealing cut off the tip of the spiral-shaped sword, and the surging power dispersed Yi Shuang's protective magic. The female giant somersaulted in retreat and was abruptly cut down. Just as she was about to stabilize her body and switch positions with the Ash God in an attempt to avoid the continuous attacks, a long fang arrow flew diagonally towards her with a roar.
That roar was so sharp that it seemed to have awakened the piercing pain in his soul. Then, he felt nothing at all.
. of. of of of of of of. of Yi Sword of Yi Yi of Zaimon. of Dragon. Under normal circumstances, Yi Yi Yi might not be a match for Amon, but under the continuous attacks of Amon, she had already lost control of her body. Amon did not even care about the attacks of the God of Ash, and swung his sword at her for the third time. No one knew if she could block the third sword, because Gilgamesh had already taken the opportunity to shoot her down.
At the same time that Gilgamesh shot Yi Li, the raging flames that enveloped Amon suddenly extinguished and turned into thick smoke. This was not extinguished by Amon himself. He did not block the attack of the God of Flame, and was immediately hit by the God of Ash. The God of Ash was the most powerful god's messenger under Enril, especially when he worked together with the God of Flame. They had a technique called "Terrifying Ashes".
Amon could still use his magic to extinguish the burning flames. But when the God of Ash extinguished the flames, it meant that all the energy of the attack was exhausted in an instant. It was a very strong injury that could cause a kind of permanent injury that was hard to recover from. Even a god would need to heal for a long time. What was even more frightening was that one would lose the strength to continue fighting.
However, Amon seemed to have already prepared for this. Even without Gilgamesh's help, he would rather get injured in order to quickly escape. After Gilgamesh shot Yi Li, the flames on Amon's body extinguished and turned into thick smoke. He then swung the Eye of Sealing backhandedly, but it was not towards the enemy, but towards himself.
The scene was shocking. Amon had cut himself in the middle like cutting vegetables. This was a technique that only a god could use, because mortals could not really cut themselves in half. Moreover, Amon had also borrowed the mystical Eye of Sealing in his hand. Two Amon appeared in the sky, one in front and one behind.
The Amon in the front was unharmed, but the golden light on his body had dimmed a little. He turned into a golden meteor and shot towards the Lisi River. The Amon in the back had no golden light on his body, nor did he have a sword in his hand. His whole body was wrapped in thick smoke, and he turned into ashes in the thick smoke.
Although Amon's method was incomparably magical, it also had the feeling of a venomous snake biting its hand, and a brave man cutting off his wrist. He was not injured, but he lost his magic power. He cut off the injury that had already been caused by the terrifying ashes, and at the same time, he escaped.
Gilgamesh shot the last fanged arrow, and the divine bow in his hand fell to the ground. His body went limp, and he half-knelt on the carriage, supporting himself with one hand as if he was very weak.
Princess Sissila fell from her seat again, and held Gilgamesh in her arms. She asked anxiously, "Gil, what's wrong?"
Gil stretched out his hand to support the princess's soft shoulders, and looked up at her with a smile. He panted and said, "I'm fine, just tired."
Gilgamesh was tired. Today, as soon as he appeared, he shot out twelve consecutive arrows, and then shot out two earth-shattering tusk arrows. Finally, he turned himself into an arrow and shot into the enemy's formation, punching Sinach and sending him flying. When he shot the last arrow that killed Yifei, he was already exhausted.
Even though he was born with great strength and was a supreme mage of the ninth level, he could only sit on the carriage with the princess's help.
The princess opened her arms and wrapped them around his waist. Although the carriage had slowed down, it was still running at a normal speed. The Lisi River was already in front of them. The horses that were pulling the carriage wanted to stop, but Gilgamesh gathered the last of his strength and snapped his fingers. Two gusts of wind hit the horses' buttocks, and the two horses neighed and stepped into the water. However, they were lifted up by a strange force and floated on the surface of the water.
This was not Gilgamesh's doing. The back of a huge Ironback was vaguely visible under the water. It swam right under the carriage and crossed the river with the carriage. El Mar, the King of the Ironbacks, was responsible for hiding in the Lisi River. Medanzo had already crossed the river on horseback, so there was no need for her help.
Princess Sissila had no idea that the carriage was being carried by an Ironback. Leaning on Gilgamesh's chest, she gazed at the village, the blue sky and the white clouds on the other side of the river. Somehow, she wished that the river could be wider so that the carriage could carry her and her lover on the gentle waves.
This was the carriage of Emperor Sinnach. It was in this carriage that Princess Sissila entered the city of Lisi to be worshipped by the people. When she returned to the other side of the Lisi River, there was no one else in the world except for Gilgamesh, who had just been rescued from the devil's claws.
When the carriage arrived at the center of the river, Gilgamesh sat up straight and carried Sissy on his lap. He reached out his hand and caressed the back of Sissy's hand, then gently removed the poisonous shell and threw it into the river. He said gently, "I shouldn't have given it to you."
Princess Sissila nestled in his arms. She pouted and her eyes were slightly red, but her face was full of happiness. She raised her hands in front of Gilgamesh's eyes and said, "And these, take them off too. I don't want them anymore."
Gilgamesh had only removed one of the poisonous shells. The other nails of the princess were still decorated with shells, but now she wanted him to remove them all. Gilgamesh looked at her and reached out to remove all the beautiful shells. He flattened them and threw them into the river. Then the carriage finally set foot on the other side of the Lisi River.
As the carriage crossed the river, Amon also turned into a golden light and flew over the Lisi River. The God of Flame and the God of Ash were stunned when they saw that the God of Winged Bull had been shot down and Amon had escaped by damaging his own magic power. They then turned into flames and smoke and chased after Amon.
Their bodies seemed to have collided with an invisible barrier above the Lys River, and abruptly came to a halt.
A majestic voice sounded in their souls, "Kibir, Nugus, this is Marduc's divine realm. You shall not trespass!"
The God of Flame shouted, "Is Marduc protecting the assassin?"
The voice replied coldly, "Marduc does not protect Amon, he only allows him to enter the divine realm, but he does not allow you and Enril's divine emissaries to cross the Lisi River. Amon did not assassinate Sinnach. He only stepped forward to block the attack of the God of Flying Bull. But you two had already laid in ambush and took the initiative to attack. This is a battle between gods. Sinnach's death is only a battle between humans. How many people has he killed on the battlefield? If you say that you are protecting the murderer, are you going to blame Enril? "
The one who spoke on the other side of the river should be one of Marduc's divine emissaries. Because of the war on the human world, although Marduc had been forced to retreat by Enril, the west side of the Lisi River was still Marduc's divine realm. Marduc did not allow them to enter, so the two divine emissaries could only look at the river and sigh.
Amon was long gone. The carriage carrying Gilgamesh and Princess Sissila had also gone far away. He saw Metatro riding his white horse leisurely from upstream to the opposite bank of the river.
The red cloak on his body was torn to shreds, but he still made a disdainful gesture to the God of Flame across the river. Then, the horse slowly rode away.
Sinnach was clearly still breathing, but the conversation of the divine emissaries made it seem like he had been assassinated. Perhaps in the eyes of the gods, it made no difference whether the Great Emperor was alive or dead at this moment. On the other side of the hunting ground, Faust was still operating the magic formation and casting various healing magic on Sinnach. The guards were guarding him carefully and nervously in a circle.
From a combat point of view, their losses were actually not that great. In total, they lost dozens of horses, and nearly a hundred soldiers suffered varying degrees of injuries. If not counting Yili, the only one who died in the battle was the court supreme mage, White. But at this moment, it was meaningless to count the casualties, because the Great Emperor Sinnach's life was in danger, and the assassins had all retreated.
In the history of the continent, there was no more perfect and amazing assassination than this.
The sun had already set, and the sky was gradually darkening. Bonfires were lit all around. The light of the magic formation illuminated the empty space within the circle of guards, but the Great Emperor Sinnach was still lying in the center of the dazzling light. The magic formation was still operating. Many of the priests were sweating profusely. Their magic power was about to run out. Saving the Great Emperor Sinnach's life seemed to be even more difficult than fighting the assassins just now. But before Faust gave the order to stop, no one dared to stop. Even the guards in the surroundings did not dare to move.
Currently, the Imperial Preceptor, Faust, was the highest-ranking official of the Empire on the scene. All operations could only be commanded by him. Many people were secretly praying in their hearts, hoping that the Imperial Preceptor could save Sinach's life, even if it was only for a short period of time. Otherwise, if the Great Emperor was assassinated, according to the cruel laws of Sinnach himself, the guards accompanying him would be severely punished.
Faust was not only saving Sinnach, he was also saving everyone present.
After nightfall, some of the priests were already trembling, with traces of blood seeping from the corners of their mouths. It was spring, but there was a strong chill in the mountains under the curtain of night. The imperial guards who were guarding the surroundings inexplicably felt an irresistible fear in their hearts. They had never been so afraid, even when they were fighting and fighting.
At this moment, there was a flash of fire and the sound of galloping horses coming from the southeast. From afar, someone shouted: "Her Majesty the Empress has arrived!" It was an army carrying torches. They had rushed over from the city of Lis.
Empress? Sinnach had come to the hunting ground today to confer the title of Empress. The ceremony could no longer be held, and the hunting feast would never start. Princess Sissila was also taken away by the assassins, leaving only Sinnach who could die at any time. Now that the Empress had arrived, it could only be Samir who had stayed in the city of Lis.
Faust, who was in midair, finally stopped the operation of the formation when he saw that Samir had arrived. He spoke in a tired voice, "His Majesty's injuries are finally under control. His life has been saved. We can move him into the carriage and escort him back to the palace."
In the mountains on the west bank of the Lis River, Prince Benut and his guards had set up a tent. From the looks of it, they were also hunting. The situation in the Kingdom of Bablon was so tense that Princess Sissila had to marry Sinnach. Moreover, it was said that King Hammurabi II was seriously ill. How could this prince still have the mood to go hunting?
A group of people were sitting in the tent, holding a small hunting feast. The food on the table was the game hunted by the guards in the nearby mountains. However, the people sitting in the tent were the "heroes" who had just participated in the assassination of Sinnach. Princess Sissila, who was supposed to marry Sinnach and become the Empress of Assyria, was among them.
A luxurious carriage was parked outside the tent. It was the carriage of Emperor Sinnach. Beside it was a handsome white horse. Other than Prince Benut and General Robin, there were eight other people sitting in the tent. They were Amon, Gilgamesh, Princess Sissila, Goliath, Medanzo, Walter, Rulio, and El Mar.
Prince Benut was toasting Goliath: "Lord Goliath, you once defeated the Bablon army on the battlefield. But at that time, we lost wholeheartedly. But this time, we never thought that someone of your noble status would personally take the risk to assassinate Sinnach. On behalf of the Kingdom of Bablon, I would like to express my gratitude and respect to you! "
Golier chuckled. "The more distinguished one's status is, the less one can do things? Then the higher one's status is, the more useless one is? An old man like me can't be worshipped every day. I should come out and exercise. Moreover, even a god is involved. How can I just stand by and watch? The assassination of Sinnach is not only for the sake of the Hittite Kingdom and the Kingdom of Bablon, but more importantly, if this person is still alive, it will be a disaster. "
Benut and Robin hurriedly got up and bowed to Amon: "Thank you, God! We will pray to Marduc and ask him to build a shrine for you in the Kingdom of Bablon to thank you for your kindness. "
With Amon sitting there, the atmosphere of the hunting feast became a little awkward. Benut and Robin looked a little nervous and uncomfortable because they were sitting together with a god, and this god was not one that the Kingdom of Bablon believed in. Every time the two spoke to Amon, they had to stand up and bow before speaking. They did not dare to remain seated.
Amon waved his hand and said: "Just think of me as Amon. I am not sitting here as a god. As for building a shrine for me, there is no need to mention it. I am not a god of the Anunnaki, and the people of the Kingdom of Bablon have not accepted the guidance of my faith. But if you know how to be grateful, I will also be very happy. "
Gilgamesh interrupted: "The Amon of the Empire of Eygut? Supreme General Amon of the Empire of Eygut? The generals of the armies of all the kingdoms in that chaotic battle were all here! "
Goliath sighed: "The changes in this world are really unpredictable. Even the gods cannot know everything."
Prince Benut asked again: "Gil, is Sinnach really dead? If he is dead, how should we deal with it? "
Gilgamesh took a sip of wine and replied unhurriedly: "I don't know if Sinnach is dead or not, but if he is alive, he might as well be dead! As for how you deal with it, it is your own business. I am no longer interested. "
Goliath reminded: "Since Commander Robin is also here, I suggest that the Bablon army be transferred to the front line of the Lys River. After the assassination of Sinnach, the Assyrian Empire will inevitably be under the control of Samir, and the queen will also put a lot of troops on the border. Only when the Kingdom of Bablon shows the courage and strength to fight, will the situation be really reversed. "
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