251. The World With Fish
Artemis giggled. "I'd better call you Mourin, Yoon Nam-na seems to be just a name for Amon, although I've heard it many times."
Mourin grabbed Amon's arm and smiled. "At that time, I didn't know you were hiding in his leather pocket, and I didn't expect you to be that cat. In fact, I still prefer to call you Schrödinger, it makes Amon feel more intimate. "
Artemis covered her mouth and said: "It should be said that you didn't expect that cat to be me, you can call me whatever you like, I'm me anyway. … Amon, I'll go back first. There are still many things to deal with after the battle, and with the devastation outside Salem, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble the guardian goddess, Mourin. When you recover from your injuries and want to attack the Underworld, don't forget to let me know. "
Mourin reminded: "Amon has already beheaded Adado and obtained the Chariots of the Seven Winds, Adad has also fallen, and their divine emissaries have all left. If Amon recovers from his injuries and can comprehend a higher realm of achievement, the attack on the Underworld won't actually need your help anymore. "
Artemis smiled a little mischievously. "Even if I don't help, just come and watch the show? Amon promised me a long time ago. "
Amon hurriedly interjected: "Okay, I'll definitely let you know when the time comes to watch the show."
Artemis took her leave, and the disciples in the Garden of Eden bowed to see her off. The goddess of moonlight and the hunt looked back with a smile before leaving, looked at Mourin, and then looked at Amon and said: "Amon, I feel that in the future, your achievements in all aspects may not be inferior to Zeus, the king of Olympus."
… …
The battle between the gods was over, and although Amon had won, the aftermath of the battle in Salem was not small. Where the storm passed through the south and north of the city, all the farms were destroyed, and the crops in the fields were not harvested, only the fields on the east and west sides were preserved, but it was not to the extent that the entire city would fail this season.
The top priority was to quickly mobilize the power of the entire city to rebuild the destroyed farms and plant the crops that could still be harvested back then. This was a very heavy task, and Aesop and the others would be responsible for it. Amon said to him: "Don't worry, I'm the patron saint of this place, and if anything happens, I won't sit by and watch."
Mourin said to him: "Don't worry, I'm the patron saint here, if anything happens, I won't sit by and watch."
…
Amon once again appeared in the eternal world. The so-called existence was just an abstract concept. The next moment, a lonely space and time appeared in this world. Amon called back his body and soul. At this moment, he was indeed injured and would need to recuperate in this space-time.
This was not a world created by the Creator. It was just a temporary space and time. There was nothing here except for Amon himself. Artemis had used the same method to heal Amon, who had just become a god. However, it was the beginning of the quest to verify the Creator's achievement. Otherwise, there would be nothing to talk about.
The concept of time and space here was different from that of the human world. After an unknown period of time, besides Amon, a second and a third thing appeared in this lonely place. They were a Primordial Lotus under his feet and a blazing red sun in his palm. They were not created by Amon, but were originally fused with his body and mind and were brought from the human world.
On the surface of the red sun, there were golden ribbons of light struggling, and various divine runes appeared on it. It was the Scroll of Destiny obtained from Ahdado. Amon finally had time to concentrate on refining it. The process was not complicated at first, because it contained spiritual imprints and cultivation insights, and many things could be verified with Ra's Primordial Lotus.
But the more he refined it, the more difficult it became to comprehend. The content of higher achievements gradually showed the different feelings of the two gods of creation. Being able to corroborate each other gave Amon another kind of gain. But no matter how profound the content was, the Primordial Lotus could not comprehend the cultivation realm, and Amon could not comprehend the relevant content of the Scroll of Destiny.
Watching the flowing golden divine runes gradually fuse into the red sun, Amon sighed softly, put away the Primordial Lotus, and took out the Chariot of the Seven Winds. This artifact could be used at any time, but it had to be refined again in order to be able to freely control it and exert its greatest power.
Just then, he suddenly heard a chuckle, looked up, and waved his hand, and another existence merged into the lonely space and time. Artemis appeared in front of him out of thin air, and Amon smiled. "Why are you here?"
Artemis looked at him with a smile. "You didn't expect me to come?"
Amon: "I could have guessed that you would come, and only you could find me."
Artemis stretched out her hand and said: "Let me also see this Chariot of the Seven Winds, the famous artifact of Anunnaki, and study how to refine it. Maybe it will be very useful in the future when you fight or run for your life. Who would have thought that the majestic Amun often ran for his life back then? "
Amon also said: "Yes, I always took a cat with me when I ran for my life, and it ran faster than me." Seeing Artemis glaring at him, he smiled again and said: "But it was also often the cat that saved my life."
Artemis smiled again, took the Chariot of the Seven Winds and said as she played with it: "You know what? Zeus, the king of the divine realm of Olympus, has heard about you and is very interested in you, a god, and hopes that I can take you into the Olympus divine clan. I have told him that this is unlikely, but he still hopes that I can get closer to you and help you fight against the enemies on the continent. "
Amon replied: "The next time you see Zeus, please thank him for my kindness."
Artemis, however, sighed softly: "This may not be a good intention, you don't understand Zeus and the Olympus divine clan, your appearance may be to eliminate potential opponents for our divine clan, so Zeus would want me to help you, but this is exactly what I want. … Let's not talk about this, this chariot is really amazing, if you merge it with your body and mind, it will truly be a powerful weapon that belongs to you. "
Amon shook his head and said: "I want to sacrifice it and erase Ahdado's imprint, but I don't intend to merge it with my own body and mind, it's just for temporary use. In the future, I will give it to my disciples to refine again, and it may no longer look like a chariot. "
Artemis glanced at him and said: "I have known you for a long time, and you are indeed different from other gods. I have seen with my own eyes how you comprehend the power of origin on your own. Just as the Scorpion King expects, if you can become a divine clan master in the future, I am afraid you will be different from the Zeus I know, as can be seen from how you handled the Chariot of the Seven Winds. "
Amon smiled slightly: "Since they worship me as the only god, what is the difference between keeping this chariot in my own hands and giving it to my disciples to control?"
The two studied the mysteries of the Chariot of the Seven Winds in this world with nothing, and Artemis suddenly sighed again and said: "Unfortunately, there is no grilled fish here."
Amon nodded slightly apologetically and said: "I'm sorry, my achievements are not enough, I hope to have this ability in the future."
Being able to roast a fish for another god to taste from nothing in the eternity of immortality was not an illusion but a real means. As far as Amon knew of the gods, only An-Ra, Anu, Marduc, and Zeus had this ability, they could create a world for other gods to enter and fish a fish from that world.
Artemis already had the achievements of the Creator, she could create a world of her own, and there could also be fish in that world, but she could not fish it for Amon, this was the difference between the realms of the gods. And the space and time that Amon had opened up was only a temporary shelter, and although he could coexist with Artemis, nothing that did not exist in the first place could appear.
Artemis was a bit unreasonable, complaining that there were no fish here, but with Schrödinger's temper back then, Amon would still smile and apologize. Artemis glared at him again and said: "Why have you become so stupid? There are plenty of fish in the world, I'm not talking about fish, I'm talking about the you who roasted fish for a cat! "
Amon held the Chariot of the Seven Winds in one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other and chuckled. The smile of this god was hard to describe, a little shy and even a little honest.
… …
The war of the gods had caused the city of Salem to suffer heavy losses, and although the city was not in danger, all the power had to be invested in the reconstruction of the farms outside the city. For the hostile city of Enril, this would have been a perfect opportunity to launch a counterattack and reverse the decline. If they still wanted to make a final struggle and miss this opportunity to take the initiative to attack, there would not be another chance.
Although the city of Enril had been at a strategic disadvantage for a while, the Giant Legion had been reorganized and was still fighting, and it was not impossible to start a war at this time. But Faust, who was in charge of the military and political situation, had no intention of fighting against the city of Salem anymore, and the city, from the military and political officials to the ordinary people, was shrouded in a sense of fear and unease.
Adado had sent an oracle, and they had seen a destructive storm sweep through the city of Salem with their own eyes, and everything seemed to show that the gods would help them win as promised. On the day that the storm swept towards Salem, all the important figures in Enril came to the shrine under the leadership of Faust to pray and offer sacrifices to the gods.
The statue of Enril still stood on the central altar of the main shrine, and whether the god had fallen or not, the believers on earth were still praying to him. There was also one of the most important gods in this sacrificial ceremony, and that was Adado in the side hall. After offering sacrifices to the main god, the people came to the side hall to offer sacrifices to Adado, and this was the real climax.
Such a ceremony was of course presided over by Faust, but at this time the supreme mage felt confused. His faith had turned its back on Enril, and in his heart he knew the truth that the god had fallen. But now he suddenly heard an oracle from Adado, to guide them to an impossible victory.
The officials of Enril and the generals of the Giant Legion were all rejoicing, and it was as if they could already see the storm destroying the city of Salem, and they were ready to cheer for the gods at any moment.
Faust, however, was lost in thought. If Adado did win, it would also be a victory for the city of Enril, and it would also be the glory of Faust, who led the city of Enril. He had mastered how to make himself younger and more handsome, and with such a great achievement, he would become a man blessed by the gods in the eyes of the people. He would return with honor, and his prestige in the Empire would be irreplaceable, even surpassing that of Empress Samir, who had just ascended the throne.
At that time, he would be able to fulfill his life's ambitions and wishes in the Empire according to his own ideas. Wasn't this what he had dreamed of for many years? But Faust did not feel happy, and his soul was even full of uneasiness, because he knew very well that all this was not the blessing of the gods for him, but just a fate that was beyond his control.
The Sage Imperial Teacher who presided over the sacrificial ceremony was actually distracted, and at this moment, there was a cry of horror in the shrine. The voice was filled with fear, but it seemed abnormally oppressive. Everyone was frightened, but no one dared to shout out loud. Cracks appeared on the statue of Adado, and the cracks spread like a spider web, becoming densely packed in the blink of an eye, and then with a crash, the statue turned into a pile of scattered rubble on the altar.
The people froze on the spot and forgot to pray, staring blankly at the pile of rubble, not knowing what to do. After a long time, those who came back to their senses looked at Faust with pleading eyes. He was the chief high priest of the Assyr Empire, the one who represented the people in offering sacrifices to the gods, and also the one who represented the will of the gods in front of the people.
Faust, who was tangled in his thoughts, was pulled back to reality. He put down his staff and knelt before the altar, and the voice in his heart sounded like a shout, but also like a prayer.
"Oh Enril, you were once the supreme god in my heart, and everything that your oracle has guided me has led me to betray you. My soul has lost its sustenance, and Satan has given me another kind of guidance. Reason, faith, will, and desire, but I can't tell who is who's servant. It's like trying to see the light in the endless darkness.
O Adado, thou didst prophesy at this time, promising to help the city of Enlil to victory and glory, and thy prophecy has left me bewildered. My duty calls me to fight for victory and glory. But you have used your own fall to prove that I can't find the answer, and I can't follow your guidance.
O Satan! Where are you, have you heard my call? It was you who made me younger and more handsome, it was you who told me to realize the ideals in my heart and become the master of my faith, but you didn't tell me what I could be the master of, the meaning of those desires and ideals. … … "
He called out to Satan in his heart, but what the people heard was a solemn and stirring hymn from the mouth of this sage sage state teacher. Faust's voice was solemn and deep, with a soothing power, and the people gradually calmed down. Although there was still a deep uneasiness in their hearts, they were no longer as panicked as before.
For some reason, everyone could not help but think of their distant homeland, and the ambition to conquer that they had when they crossed the plateau to the Plains of Duc a few years ago had long since been extinguished. Faust stood up at the right time, turned around, and said: "I will make a request to the empress to negotiate with Salem to end the war and let the soldiers return to the Assyr Empire. God has given an oracle today, he does not want his statue to be erected here. "
Was the collapse of Adado's statue such an oracle? Faust's explanation may have been far-fetched, but it was exactly what everyone was thinking at the moment. The oracle that Adado had previously given was to encourage them to continue the attack, but the collapse of the statue now was another sign, and the smart people could vaguely guess what had happened, but no one dared to say it.
Faust finally publicly announced his decision to abandon Enril, as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden that he had been carrying for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, but he also seemed extremely melancholic.
The military and political officials of Enril unanimously supported the sage's decision, and Faust had been secretly calling out to Satan, hoping that the god could answer the many questions in his heart, but he did not get a response. Amon had already gone to the eternal realm to "heal", so of course he had no mind to pay attention to Faust's call, and the sage seemed to be walking alone in the endless darkness.
The imprint that Satan left in his soul seemed to become another Faust talking to himself – "Who is the servant, and who is the master? You don't have to call me, when I am in your heart, you are me. "
… …
It was not only Faust who had called out to Amon, but also Medanzo who had been ordered to kill Prulli.
Adado and Adad led the emissaries to battle, leaving Prulli in the dense forest halfway up the plateau, where they set up a simple magic circle to protect him. Prulli was currently unable to protect himself, and without the magic circle, even an ordinary beast could kill him.
Adado and Adad did not expect that they would not return, and Prulli would be left here, but Amon did not forget him.
This hastily set up magic circle naturally could not stop Medanzo, and Medanzo found the unconscious Prulli. He raised the Key of Fate and was about to wake him up. But Prulli seemed to have sensed it, and opened his eyes. The handsome Medanzo now looked so ferocious and terrifying in his eyes. He shouted in a weak voice, "It's you?"
Medanzo could stab the Key of Fate at any time, and he replied coldly: "It's me, Adado and Adad have fallen, and Amun has ordered me to take your life!"
Prulli struggled and said: "You are such a noble emissary, and you want to kill a wounded person like me who can't fight back? This is a disgrace, not an honor! "
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