Schrödinger seemed a little unhappy as he put down the bone, turned around and ran down the mountain wall again, and soon jumped back up again, opening his mouth and spitting out the Terroculus. Amon quickly put away the Terroculus and shouted, "Schrödinger, let's go!"
The roar of the Ironback King came from the trees under the mountain wall again, mixed with the sound of shrubs and bushes being broken and swept away. It seemed that this fierce beast was quite angry. Amon turned and disappeared up high, and before leaving, Schrödinger still picked up the bone-like thing in its mouth and jumped into its leather bag.
When the beast king returned to the pool, the four big Ironbacks emerged from the trees, trembling with fear. In front of them was only the frozen pool and the entrance to the nest exposed above the water. The Ironback King crawled over the ice into the nest, and then let out an earth-shattering roar, shaking the nearby ice layer with a slight cracking sound.
…
On a trail in the dense forest of the mountains covered by clouds, a pale and grimacing Link was anxiously discussing something with Medanzo, "That guy is really strong, chasing us for so long. Luckily he didn't run as fast as us on the mountain road, so he probably won't chase us again after we leave the territory. … Mr. Amon is still at the pool, what do we do, should I go back and gather the warriors of the clan to meet him? "
Medanzo: "Will it be too late to wait for you to gather the people of the clan? Besides, can those so-called warriors of your clan stop the beast king's tail? We've lured the beast king away, and Amon can deal with the remaining four big Ironbacks, so escaping shouldn't be a problem. He's much more capable than the two of us. "
Link panted and said, "You're right, Mr. Amon can deal with the four big Ironbacks, but I'm afraid he'll run into the Ironback King on the way back."
Medanzo spat at him. "Do you think Amon is as stupid as you? That Ironback King roared as it ran. It was so loud that it could be heard from afar. I would've taken a detour to avoid it."
The cold sweat on Link's forehead had yet to dry, but he was still unconvinced. "Why do you say that I'm stupid?"
Medanzo grabbed his fur lapel and said, "If you're not stupid, who is? Who told me that the Ironback King is only as powerful as the four big Ironbacks combined? Both of us weren't able to block its attack. Fortunately, Amon covered our escape. "
Link leaned against a rock by the roadside, his body shrinking down. "Be gentle, I'm hurt! An elder in our tribe told me about it. I didn't know it was like this! "
Medanzo snorted, "Old man? How old! Could it be that he had fought with the Ironback King? Nonsense, and you, as the chief, believed it. You almost got us both killed! I'm going to call that person over and ask him what he said. "
Link's facial features were already wrinkled. "There's no way to ask. The person who told me died last year … Let's not talk about this now. Amon hasn't come back yet. Should we go back quietly? I feel that we suffered because we didn't understand the situation just now. With your swordsmanship, you should be able to hold it for a while. "
"If you're ready, you two can indeed hold it for a while, but you still have to run quickly. If you're slow, you'll still die! Link, where did you get the news that the Ironback King isn't difficult to deal with? "Amon's voice suddenly came from behind the rock. Following the voice, he went around the rock and came to the path.
"You're back! I knew that with your skills, you'd be fine! "The two shouted in surprise and joy. Link held his arm and said again, "The messenger of the gods, no, Amun! I've just explained, the old man who told me how powerful the Ironback King was died last year! "
… …
He wanted to go to the pool to practice and show off his power, but it turned out to be asking for a beating. One of Link's arms was broken. Fortunately, Medanzo helped him fix it with a splint on the way. He would slowly recover after returning.
Link fell ill after returning, moaning all day long. Not only was his arm uncomfortable, but his whole body seemed to be wrong. There was simply no good place left. While Amon was teaching Link some time ago, he himself had also practiced simple low-level healing magic. These days, he often helped Link treat his "illness".
However, he found that Link's "illness" was very strange. His own healing magic could only relieve his pain, but not eliminate his symptoms. Link had a lot of problems. It would either hurt here or there today. It was as if he was cursed by some god. Amon remembered his experience in Duc. There was a period of time when all kinds of old injuries repeatedly acted up, and even Crazy 'Ole couldn't cure them.
This was not an illness, but a test that a first-level warrior had to face to advance to a second-level warrior after awakening the power of two sides – the purity of the body. This kind of test came at the same time as the advancement of a first-level mage to a second-level mage. Of course, the reason why Lynk's test came so quickly was because he had learned incomplete earth magic since childhood, so his foundation was still good.
But Link's foundation was poor in another aspect, and his body was not as good as Amon's. Amon's strong body not only benefited from the mining skills in Duc, but also from the mysterious cold pool. The dwarves lived in a harsh environment in the wild. They had suffered countless injuries, big and small. Some injuries seemed to have healed on the surface, but they still left hidden dangers in their bodies, which acted up again and again when the test came.
Fortunately, Link was the son of the former chief, so he had not experienced too many dangers in the dwarven tribe. Otherwise, this test would be even more difficult.
Now that Amon knew the reason, he told Link the truth, to overcome all kinds of suffering with a strong will, and not to give up the practice of body arts. This was a test and a threshold. After crossing it, he could become a second-level mage and practice body arts at the same time.
Link was very scared at first, suspecting that there was some strange poison on the tail of the King Ironback, or that he was cursed by some unknown force. Hearing Amon's words, he was relieved. Although he was still groaning, Link still insisted on practicing body arts every day and often went to Medanzo for advice.
Link exercised even though he was' sick ', and Medanzo was also not feeling well these days. He actually caught a cold. Medanzo really had a minor illness. He felt that there was something wrong with his body, and there was always a sense of powerlessness, which was completely different from a few days ago when he was full of energy but had nowhere to vent it. Since Amon knew healing magic, he also came to see Amon.
Medanzo's situation made Amon ponder for a long time, and finally he vaguely confirmed one thing: he also encountered the test of 'body purity'.
Medanzo was already a fourth-level warrior, and he had passed this test by accident. When he was awakened to the power of two sides, it was much easier for him to go through this test again than it was for Link. It was just that he caught a cold by the pool a few days ago and had a minor illness. Amon told similar words to Medanzo. If he persisted, he could become a second-level mage. Medanzo was overjoyed.
Amon was slightly surprised that their second test came so quickly, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not unreasonable. They had practiced incomplete magic and body arts for a long time. Once the power of two sides was awakened, it would not be difficult for them to reach the peak of the first-level.
Seeing that the two 'students' were almost at the same level as him, Amon, the 'teacher', was also troubled. The sign in Crazy 'Ole's prophecy did not appear, and he could not see the message left by the Terroculus. Whether it was the second-level magic or the second-level body arts, he had already practiced to the peak, but he still could not wait for the test of' faith '.
Could it be that Crazy 'Ole's prediction was wrong? Amon was also a little uncertain. These days, when he was practicing the most basic meditation of magic, he was always restless and could not settle down. His power was almost not growing at all, as if the achievement of magic would never come to an end.
Schrödinger, on the other hand, was very happy these days. He was always running around the village during the day. The people respected this cat very much, and regarded it as the servant of the gods. Needless to say, it was good to eat and drink. The lazy and greedy fat cat in Duc finally had the time to hold its head up high. It was living a good life in the cavemen's tribe. Even its fur had become shiny and clean.
Schrödinger took out a bone-like thing from the nest of the King Ironback and put it in his grass nest. He even pressed it with his paw when he slept. Amon also took it out and looked at it. It was flat, slender and curved, with one end pointed and the other blunt. It reminded people of the ship shape on the murals in the shrines.
Seeing this thing, Amon subconsciously touched his ribs. It looked too much like a human rib! Its texture was completely different from ordinary bones. It was light and almost weightless, but it was unimaginably hard. Even a sharp iron knife could not leave a trace on it. Its surface was smooth like polished white stone. If it was a bone, it would have decayed long ago.
Amon did not understand it. Anyway, it was something Schrödinger picked up, so he put it in its grass nest. If it were another time, Amon might try to study it in various ways. But recently he was not in the mood. Everything he did seemed absent-minded, and he was always easily irritated and distracted. Even when he saw a bird flying by, his mind would wander, but it seemed that he was not thinking about anything.
Such a state made it impossible for him to practice magic. Was it because of the setback he suffered at the hands of the King Ironback in his first attempt? One night, Amon sat in his room to practice meditation again, but he could not settle down and enter the state of concentration. All kinds of messy thoughts came to him. He could not help but recall the things that happened in the faraway town of Duc.
He was thinking about how his father was living. How much wine did he drink these days? What was the catastrophe predicted by Crazy 'Ole, and how would Duc be affected by it? The more he thought about it, the more he found it impossible to meditate. Realizing this, Amon sighed. But he heard Schrödinger also sigh in the grass nest.
The sigh seemed to remind Amon of something. He suddenly slapped his head and said to himself, "How can I be so stupid! Isn't this the test of practicing magic? The firmness of faith is the stability of the soul and the firmness of the faith! "
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