If he was alone, he could face Amon's attack with all his might. Although Amon could still kill him, it wouldn't be as easy as this. The Roth Beast obviously didn't expect that Amon would rush out and appear in front of it when the 24 divine emissaries set up a formation and launched an almost destructive attack with powerful magic.
They were still working together to operate the divine spell formation. He jumped up in a hurry to block Amon's assassination, but it was too late.
After the successful attack, Amon didn't stop. Like a golden meteor, he turned and flew backward with a tail of fire wings. The attacks of the oracles arrived immediately. Countless lights slashed at the place where he killed the Roth beast, and the Roth beast was instantly obliterated.
Although Amon escaped quickly, he was still affected by so many large-scale divine spell attacks. Medanzo turned into a pair of fire wings and swept away the aftermath of these attacks.
Suddenly, rocks and soil flew in the dense forest. Another figure dashed out, and the magic artifact in his hand emitted a light and slashed at Amon. At the same time, he cast the Air Elemental Armor. This oracle's reaction was fast enough, and he could attack and defend at the same time. But regardless of whether the opponent advanced or retreated, Amon's flying speed didn't change at all. A golden glove appeared on his left hand, and he smashed the light with a punch. The Key of Fate in his right hand stabbed straight out.
Before the Air Elemental Armor could take shape, the Key of Fate had already passed through the air that was becoming sticky. The sharp tip of the shuttle gently pierced into his chest with a slight spin and tremble. This moment seemed to have drained all the energy of this oracle, and his body fell to the ground.
Before the corpse of the second oracle fell completely, Amon turned into a golden light and reflected backward. He had already arrived at the dense forest on the other side. He almost didn't give the oracles in ambush any chance to react. No one knew who the next assassination target of the king of heaven would be.
A few thick trees were uprooted and flew into the air, revealing the figure of another Divine Emissary. This person was a combat-type oracle. He was extremely burly. He stood in the same place without moving. He took out a huge shield in his right hand and raised a heavy battle axe in his left. To deal with this kind of people, powerful divine spells were the most effective attack from a certain distance. Rushing up to assassinate might not be a wise choice.
Amon turned into a golden light with wings of fire and made a turn, but a scream sounded twenty steps away. He did not attack the divine emissary at all, but strangely changed the trajectory of his attack and killed the nearest divine emissary. The burly combat-type oracle also died. A dozen high-grade offensive divine spells landed on this place at the same time. Amon dodged, but he was killed on the spot.
The battles that the oracles were familiar with were never like this, let alone the battles between gods. Amon almost didn't use any divine spells. All his magic power was turned into a protective golden light, breaking through all obstacles and withstanding all kinds of attacks. Almost all his power was used for speed. He focused on finding the weak points of the attacks and launched a surprise attack at close range. He only concentrated his attacks on one point. Whoever was hit by it would be unlucky.
The battle between the oracles was usually a competition of magic power and realm. The attacks were very powerful, but there was room for advance and retreat. The defeated party would often admit defeat at the right time and make an agreement. In the worst case, they could still try to escape. As for whether they could escape or not, it was another matter. At least there was still a choice. It was even more impossible for the battle between gods to be very close. Like the duel between Apollo and Amon, it was most common to pluck the strings and launch mysterious and magical attacks.
Amon's fighting style was completely unconventional. Facing the joint attack of more than twenty oracles, he did not fight back. He only turned his magic power into a golden light and dodged with absolute speed. Medanzo turned into a pair of fire wings to help him resist sudden attacks from unknown directions. Amon only flew at one target at a time, and only attacked when he was at a distance where the Key of Fate could directly pierce.
Although the ninth-level oracles were extremely powerful, perhaps proficient in all kinds of changes, able to withstand and resolve various energy impacts, compared to the gods, they were still flesh and blood. It seemed that Amon only used the Key of Fate as an ordinary lance on the battlefield. He only needed to stab his opponent with a strange vibration at the tip of the spear, like the technique of the miners in Duc, but he would never use any extra strength.
He defended and dodged the attacks of more than twenty people, and only attacked one person. As long as he could dodge, defend, and rush through, it would be difficult for the oracle facing him to resist the Lord of Heaven. Amon was not fighting with them at all, but simply assassinating them. Such a method left no room for advance or retreat, and it was simply too late for the oracles to surrender and admit defeat.
Amon assassinated the first and second oracles by surprise. In fact, it was he who made the first move, and then the magic formation was activated. The surrounding oracles suddenly became a little chaotic. Since the magic formation did not trap Amon in place, the power of the lock-on attack was obviously not enough, so they launched a large-scale indiscriminate magic attack. Although it also affected the fast-moving Amon, it killed the third oracle and accidentally injured their own side.
Amon took this opportunity to kill the fourth oracle. In the blink of an eye, four of the twenty-four people lying in ambush had died, and the rest of the oracles had just reacted.
There was a dazzling brilliance in the forest, as if twenty glowing mushrooms had suddenly appeared in the night. Because they did not know who Amon's next assassination target would be, everyone added protection to themselves as soon as possible. Those who were good at magic summoned various kinds of shields and shields, those who were good at forging weapons transformed into various strong armors, and the demons with strong physical bodies directly transformed into their original forms, but still did not forget to summon various elements to protect themselves.
These oracles were equivalent to exposing themselves, and the magic formation was also messed up. Of course, while defending, they did not forget to attack. All kinds of chaotic offensive magic and sword light swept towards the golden light and the wings of fire. After killing the fourth divine emissary, Amon's figure did not stop at all. The golden light flew close to the ground towards the other end of the high slope. Wherever he passed, the earth and rocks were rolled up, plowing a deep trench in the ground.
Amon passed through the gap between the two walls of fire, the golden light protecting his body withstood a few hard blows from the energy blasts. The fire wings on his back brushed aside a few flying sword flashes. His figure suddenly rushed out of the deep trench and smashed an earth elemental wall with a punch. Wearing a golden glove, his fist did not lose momentum and directly hit a scimitar.
The machete left his hand, and the oracle staggered back. The Key of Fate in Amon's right hand stabbed out again. Light flashed in the air, and there were countless thin threads entangled the golden shuttle. Amon's wrist stopped, and these illusionary thin threads broke one after another. The Key of Fate still lightly touched the forehead of the opponent. He used almost all of his strength to break the opponent's defense, and the real killing time was only this stab.
The fifth oracle who was killed was powerful. He had illusionary thin threads entangled the Key of Fate, and Amon's wrist stopped. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for the besieging oracles to react. The whistling light slashed, like countless thunderbolts concentrated in the middle of the mountain. Amon finally had to face the joint attack of the oracles for the first time.
He turned around, and the thirty-six wings of fire rotated behind him. He waved with all his strength, and the Key of Fate turned into a golden light mist. The explosion seemed to shake the sky. The starlight all over the sky trembled, and the light curtain was smashed. However, a scream sounded a hundred steps away. Amon took the attack of the oracles, and his figure turned into a golden light again. Taking advantage of the various energy turbulence and the chaos, he killed another oracle not far away.
It was unknown whether Amon was injured or not. His defense was abnormally strong, and although his attacks were incomparably sharp, they were not scattered, and there was not a trace of excess power. The methods of these oracles were incomparably powerful, and a full strength attack could even destroy a mountain. However, this kind of method seemed powerful, but in a sense it was a kind of waste.
Flattening a mountain required the power to flatten it, but killing a person only required one attack. The power to flatten a mountain was only superfluous, and it depended on whether or not one had the ability to stab that attack at the right time. If one did not have the confidence, it was more reliable to blast a mountain. The powerful oracles were more used to this kind of method, but Amon did not play this way.
What made the oracles tremble was that Amon knew that he was surrounded, but he did not have any intention of breaking out. Instead, he went back and forth in the crowd to assassinate. Medanzo's wings, in addition to blocking the aftermath of various attacks, were mainly used to guide Amon's attack.
Six oracles fell in a row, and Amon suddenly appeared in front of the seventh. When he stabbed with the Key of Fate, he finally encountered a little trouble. With a soft "ding" sound, a boulder suddenly appeared in the air and turned into powder. The tip of the spear pierced a silver shield that was only two feet long, and the shield also shattered. The oracles holding the shield let out a muffled groan and flew out. Although he was injured, he still managed to block Amon's attack.
However, Amon did not chase up to launch a second attack. Instead, his figure turned into a golden light and flew around the edge of the jungle in an arc, dodging the oncoming storm-like attacks. The divine emissary finally managed to escape with his life.
High up in the sky, there were six hidden gods looking at this scene with gloomy expressions, and their eyes almost spat out fire. How could it be so easy to guide an oracles to pass the test of endless arising and ceasing cycle and obtain the ninth level of the power of origin? Amon did not even ask a word and almost killed each of them on the spot with his spear. The divine spell formation laid by the oracles was also broken, and they no longer had the strength to attack together. If they continued to fight each other, Amon would probably kill every single one of them without hesitation.
If these gods personally participated in the battle, maybe Amon might not be a match for them. He would either run away or admit defeat on the spot and make some kind of agreement. Originally, they had this idea. They sent the oracles to trap Amon, and after the battle, they would personally force Amon to admit defeat. But now it was not easy to do so.
According to Amon's fighting style, if these six gods joined the battle, one or two would inevitably fall. As for who would be "lucky", it would depend on who Amon targeted first. Amon defended with all his strength and concentrated his attacks on one point, leaving no means of retreat. Even if these six gods joined the battle, the first to face Amon's attack would be unlucky.
They were six of the twelve main gods of Olympus, and all of them had the achievement of the Creator. No one was willing to die here inexplicably, so they did not take the lead to join the battle. Seeing that the oracles were in chaos, the gods secretly ordered them to give up the formation and not to disperse. They concentrated their attacks in two directions so that Amon would not have the chance to break them one by one.
As soon as the order was given, the oracles immediately moved and quickly gathered in two directions under the high slope. The hasty movement also affected their attacks, and Amon found a flaw and killed three of them. At this time, the oracles had gathered into two teams and formed a battle formation, forming a pincer attack. There was no chance for Amon to assassinate them.
After the oracles gathered in the formation, attack was the best defense. Countless attacks flew toward the golden light from the left and right. No matter which direction Amon attacked, he would be destroyed. At this time, the golden light flew up the high slope with its wings of fire and rushed to the top of the mountain. He actually escaped!
The oracles who had just stood in the formation received a new order: Chase!
The oracles gathered into a triangular formation and chased after Amon. With their speed, it was not easy to catch up with Amon, but Amon could not escape with all his strength at this time. Although he broke out of the encirclement, it actually reduced the pressure on the oracles. They could calmly use all kinds of methods to interfere with Amon.
The air became viscous, the rocks seemed to be wriggling, the body became heavier, the space between them was lengthened, and the speed inexplicably became slower. All these were what Amon felt. The ninth rank oracles had the power to fight with the gods in the human world, but Amon's golden light broke through all the obstacles and continued to rush to the top of the mountain.
The Oracles chasing from behind had to maintain their speed in order to catch up. Now, there was a difference in speed, and a gap appeared in the neat formation. Amon, who was flying, suddenly turned around and shot back. The oracles at the front were caught off guard and swung a heavy sword at Amon. Amon's fist hit the heavy sword with a loud bang, but the Key of Fate silently stabbed out and pierced through his chest.
With a successful attack, Amon turned into a golden meteor and continued to escape. Countless rays of light took this opportunity to attack, and some of the oracles had already slashed out with the magic tools in their hands. The flaming wings on Goldenlight's back fluttered, blocking the flying slashes of these magic tools as he retreated. Metatro's strength couldn't withstand it, and the flaming wings he had transformed into were already enveloped in a layer of golden light.
Continuing the chase, Amon had already rushed to the top of the mountain, but once again, he suddenly bounced back and shot down, braving all kinds of attacks in front of him to kill the oracle in front of him. How was this escaping? He clearly wanted to use this opportunity to turn back and assassinate them. He saw that the oracles were in formation and there was no chance of a successful sneak attack, so he chose to fly away, and the oracles had no choice but to chase after him.
This chase made it impossible for them to coordinate with each other like they were in formation. The slightest flaw gave Amon an opportunity to counterattack. When the oracles rushed to the top of the mountain, a golden light shot back, and Amon once again killed the oracles at the front. The oracles finally found a good opportunity to attack together. More than a dozen rays of light slashed on Amon's protective golden light, and Amon's figure also spun down the mountain.
Was this god tired? Was he injured? No one knew, and the oracles didn't dare to chase anymore. The people at the front had been assassinated by Amon three times in a row. This was really too terrifying! From the failure of the ambush halfway up the mountain to the pursuit all the way to the top, it was actually less than half a meal's time. Of the 24 oracles, 12 had been assassinated by Amon, and one had been seriously injured.
Even if the remaining 11 oracles lined up and attacked with all their strength, they probably wouldn't be able to do anything to Amon. Amon had already killed the 12 oracles, could it be that he couldn't kill the 11? Although they were ordered not to stop chasing, no one dared to fight bravely. They could only line up in formation and advance down the mountain without the slightest disorder.
If they were to chase like this, wouldn't Amon have already run away? Yalena, known as the goddess of the Olympian pantheon, finally appeared. Apollo could not come, but he gave his chariot to Yalena. Sitting in the chariot, Yalena appeared high in the sky and shouted at Amon, "This is the holy land of the Olympian pantheon. Where can you escape to? You are also the lord of heaven. Why do you have to kill? Today, I gathered the oracles to let you go, just to make an agreement with you. Why do you have to be so ruthless? "
Amon landed in the dense forest on the mountainside, and his figure was still flying in the air. As soon as Yalena spoke, a golden light flew out and pierced the sky. Amon finally launched a powerful attack. As he flew through the air, he took out a bow and shot out the Key of Destiny like an arrow. The attack carried with it the aura of destruction, and the starlight in the sky instantly dimmed.
Yalena was shocked. Amon did not pay attention to what she said at all. As soon as she appeared, the Key of Fate arrived, and it carried a powerful divine power. It was not the light blow used to assassinate the oracle just now. With a bang, the golden light hit the chariot, and the sky flashed. Yalena urged the chariot to fly away quickly and did not get entangled.
She did not dare to fight Amon alone, so she chose to retreat as soon as possible. Amon did not get entangled with Yalena either. After repelling the goddess of war, he took back the Key of Fate. The other five gods watching the battle did not find a chance to sneak attack, but at this moment, they all took out their weapons and appeared in the sky.
But they did not attack. Instead, their expressions changed at the same time and dodged into the distance. Amon's figure fell into the forest, and the 36 fire wings behind him flew into the air. As they circled and stretched, Medanzo's figure could be vaguely seen. A huge gray vortex appeared high in the sky, as if a gap had been torn from infinity. A black lightning bolt with countless forks struck down silently, circling around Medanzo who was protected by the fire wings.
This was "the test of fate, the judgment of the end of days", the final test for mortals to transcend eternal life. No one could help Medanzo, but it happened at this time! If Medanzo died here, Amon could only watch. But if he passed the test, he would directly leave this place and be taken into the Kingdom of Angels. Yalena and the other gods could not stop him.
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