Gabriel explained: "To be exact, I didn't realize it at the time. It was five years ago, when I was sent to carry out a mission to kill mutant monsters that often attacked the villages in the mountains. The situation was very dangerous. Someone told me privately that a priest wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of me, so he suggested that I be sent to carry out that mission. A kind-hearted person advised me not to take the risk and to be more careful. I only needed to kill a few ordinary monsters at the edge of the mountains and report back.
When I arrived there, I also realized that the situation was indeed like this, and that I, a sixth-level warrior, shouldn't have been sent. But when I saw the villagers in the villages being attacked by the monsters, the lonely widows and children crying in front of me. Their fathers and husbands had died under the claws of the monsters, and they regarded me as the messenger of the gods, and all their hope.
I prayed in the simple temple, and the statue did not speak, but just looked at me. At that time, I closed my eyes and listened to the voice from my heart. What was the meaning of accepting this mission? What was the oath I made when I became a warrior? I didn't come here because I was framed, and I didn't do anything to avoid being framed. My heart was finally at peace.
The next day, I walked into the mountains with my sword, and came out after seven days and seven nights. I killed thirteen mutant monsters that attacked the villagers, for the mission I shouldered, for the oath I made. I knew why I was sent, but since I was here, I had to be clear about the real pursuit in my heart. I didn't kill those mutant monsters for the sake of a priest in the temple.
I was born into a noble family, and I have been able to practice low-level magic through the second awakening of my power. Although my mastery of basic magic is not as profound as that of specialized mages, I have always been focused on basic meditation. On the night I returned to the village, I suddenly felt a sense of relief in the silence. From then on, I achieved the seventh level and became a supreme warrior. This was not expected in advance, so I said I forgot, because I didn't think about it at all. "
Amon couldn't help but lean forward and ask, "Can you explain it more clearly?"
Gabriel smiled bitterly and said, "My eloquence isn't very good, so I can't describe it very precisely. Or rather, it's a sense of fusion. What I want and what I do, my soul and my will, my yearning and my path, my strength and my spirit are all fused together. There's no difference. This is a completely different experience from a sixth-level warrior. If one day you also have this kind of achievement, you will be able to experience it for yourself. "
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After returning from Gabriel's place, Amon had been thinking for a few days. The supreme warrior didn't know how she became a supreme warrior, but she told Amon how she broke through, which was also a very important inspiration. Amon had a feeling that this kind of breakthrough was very similar to the 'faith fusion' test of practicing divine arts. Before Maria became a supreme mage, the books she read were hymns written by the Adoratrice from a hundred years ago, not magic manuals.
It seemed that whether it was body arts or magic, in order to achieve the seventh level, in addition to hard work, it was more important to have a breakthrough in the mind. What Gabriel said, Amon also repeatedly asked himself if what he wanted and what he did, his soul and his will, his yearning and his path, his strength and his spirit, were they all fused into one?
After thinking about it, Amon felt that he hadn't done it. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that his experience and skills hadn't reached that level. It was like drawing a picture. Not only should all the outlines be outlined in one's mind, but one must also be able to draw it perfectly with the outline in one's mind.
Since Gabriel said that he had forgotten, Amon didn't deliberately think about it. He just honestly practiced the sixth level of body arts and magic. With the sixth level of body arts, the power awakened in the blood was not only stronger, but it could also stimulate the resonance of energy from the inside out. Although Amon could do this before, he could use it more freely at this moment.
What did this mean? A warrior could also fight against magic. The effect of magic was nothing more than a kind of communication and transformation of energy. Absolute power could still compete with it, especially in close combat.
A sixth level mage could practice high-level magic, which meant that he could master the laws that he didn't understand before. The first magic that Amon practiced was the very difficult spatial magic. If it were another mage, he might choose a powerful and easier to learn, such as fire magic. At this time, Amon wasn't inexperienced. He had read enough books and knew how to learn it more easily, but he still chose the one that he wanted to learn the most.
If the four special parangons and the Gods' Tear were embedded in the iron branch staff, it might be comparable to the staff of the Adoratrice. But Amon didn't. He didn't want to use the Gods' Tear in Montefiore in case something unexpected happened. That bone was the best staff he had at the moment, but there was one inconvenience: it was too heavy. Only by mastering high-level spatial magic could he solve this problem.
For a mage, it was too convenient to have a spatial artefact that could be used freely. Without the bone, Amon would have died many times. Crazy 'Ole probably didn't expect that Amon would get Osiris' rib, but he prepared a spatial artefact for Amon in advance, the refined Ventussalem.
The Ventussalem itself was worth 300 parangons, which was already a treasure in the world. After being refined into a spatial artefact by the continent's top artificer, it was hard to measure its value, because it was almost impossible for a mage to sell it.
It took Amon three months to master the basics of advanced spatial magic, and he finally managed to open the magical space in the Ventussalam. He was still only a sixth level mage and couldn't make full use of the artefact. He could only store or take things.
The space a spatial artefact could use was also related to the user's magic. The higher the level, the more space it could use, but the artefact itself had its limits. Amon still couldn't open the space in the Ventussalem to the limit, but it was enough for him to store all his belongings.
Only now did he realize that there were differences in the levels of spatial artefacts. The Ventussalem left by Crazy 'Ole was of a higher level than the one left by Nero. If it was that ring, only a supreme mage could open it. Of course, the bone was of a higher level. Amon opened it when he achieved the third level.
There was another rule in spatial artefacts. An artefact that opened a space could not be put into another spatial artefact. For example, if Amon opened the space in the Ventussalem to store something, he couldn't put the parangon into Nero's space ring, and vice versa, because the space couldn't be extended infinitely.
But then Amon discovered another amazing thing. The bone was not restricted by this rule. He could still put the Ventussalem into the bone after he had stored something.
Looking through precious books in the archives of the highest standards, Amon realized that this was not an ordinary magic artefact. It was called a sacred artefact or a divine artefact. A divine artefact could change according to a supreme mage's magical power. In other words, if it was a spatial artefact, the space it could expand could theoretically be infinite, but in fact, the space it could expand was limited by the magical power of the user.
Back then, Amon had expanded the bone into an invisible ship, which was the smallest form that this spatial artifact could expand into. But now, the space that Amon had expanded the bone was still so large. It seemed that if he wanted to stimulate more changes in this artifact, his ability was still not enough.
When Amon mastered supreme spatial magic, he no longer felt heavy when he picked up the bone or the Ventussalem. This could be described as a kind of "putting down". In the past, it was equivalent to him carrying a heavy object, but when he used supreme spatial magic, it was like putting the heavy object on the ground. The weight was still there, but it was borne by the earth.
This description might not be accurate, because it was another space opened up by magic.
Amon had an inexplicable thought. What if such a magical space did not rely on a spatial artefact to expand, but used spatial magic to create a vast and stable space? When Bair died, he sealed off a space that was not opened by Amon until thirty years later, but it did not look like another independent space.
Perhaps only the gods could do it. Amon had once entered the Underworld of the Anunnaki realm. Was it such a space? Amon could only guess. It was too early to confirm this question.
At noon on the second day after Amon mastered the first supreme magic, a subordinate reported that someone was looking for him outside the temple. Ordinary people could not enter and leave the Temple of Isis at will. Fortunately, Amon was now the captain of the guards and had some status, so someone would report to him. Amon walked out of a small door on the west side of the temple complex and was surprised to see Medanzo.
This warrior of the capital of Bablon had now regained his noble status. Although he was dressed like an ordinary civilian, it could not hide his youthful spirit. He looked handsome and hearty. When he saw Amon, he was elated.
Before Medanzo could speak, Amon quickly walked up and pulled him away from the temple. Turning into a remote alley, he asked in a low voice: "Didn't we agree to meet at Link's tribe? How did you come to Montefiore, and how did you find me?"
Medanzo grabbed his arm and said: "My god, your deeds have spread to Bablon, and I came to see you after hearing about it. Now that you are the captain of the guards of the Temple of Isis, do you still have time to go to Link's tribe? "
Amon was stunned: "What did I do? How did it spread to Bablon? How did you hear about it? Tell me everything in detail. Don't talk here, where do you live? "
Medanzo: "I live in the house of the merchant Sio in Montefiore. He treats me very well."
Amon was stunned again: "Sio, how do you know him and live in his house?"
It was a long story. Medanzo explained as they walked, and Amon got the gist of it. Sio was a merchant, and he also had a business in Cape States, mainly engaged in trade with the Kingdom of Bablon. Some time ago, he had a caravan to go to Uruk, and because the goods were very valuable, Sio went in person again and spent a lot of money to hire enough bodyguards.
He had a big business with the merchant Leskhut Lee in Uruk, and he lived in Leskhut Lee's house. Leskhut Lee asked him why he had not come in person for so long. Sio sighed as he drank, "Brother, I almost lost my life when I left from your place last time."
Under the influence of alcohol, Sihathor began to talk about his experience in the desert. He told them that the caravan had encountered some fierce bandits. Only he and Aesop survived and were rescued by a warrior. The warrior was called Amon, and he also knew Leskhut Lee. He did not mention that the bandits were the Night Wolves, but the experience was indeed thrilling.
Next, Sio began to brag, because he had met a great hero, and they became friends through thick and thin.
Amon was a sixth-level warrior, only a little bit away from becoming a seventh-level supreme warrior. He had obtained the staff of the Oracle of Cape and a large number of precious treasures in the mountains, and he had returned them from thousands of miles away. The governor and supreme mages of the Cape States all thanked and praised him, and he was even praised by the Adoratrice and became an honorary warrior of the Temple of Isis.
Then he asked, "Did you hear that before I came, something big happened in Montefiore. At the blessing ceremony of the goddess Isis, there was an assassin who dared to assassinate the Adoratrice …"
At this point, Leskhut Lee hurriedly interrupted him and ordered all the servants around him to leave. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother Sio, the assassination of the Adoratrice is a taboo topic in Uruk. If you drink too much outside, don't talk about it, or you'll be beaten up without even knowing what happened."
Sio was startled and asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with Uruk?"
Leskhut Lee sighed and said, "This matter has already spread, haven't you heard the discussions? Many people speculate that the only people on the continent who have the ability and courage to do so are our governor, Gilgamesh, and his brother, Lord Enkidu. These two lords are indomitable heroes, respected and respected by the people here. How can they stand such unwarranted suspicion? Even the people of Uruk feel that it is an insult. "
Sio let out a long breath and said, "I see. Thank you for the reminder, I won't dare to talk about it here."
Leskhut Lee continued to ask, "It's fine to talk to me here alone, but how did this matter involve Amon?"
Sio's expression became proud again. "It was my friend Amon who first discovered the assassin and rushed to fight with the assassin, stopping the assassination. Later, he was rewarded by the governor of Montefiore and the chief high priest of the temple and promoted to the captain of the guards."
Leskhut Lee asked in disbelief, "The captain of the guards of the entire Temple of Isis? There are more than a dozen supreme warriors in the Temple of Isis … It was Amon who stopped the assassination. Didn't several supreme mages and supreme warriors fail to catch the assassin? How can Amon be so capable? "
Sio explained reluctantly, "Of course not the captain of the guards of the entire Temple of Isis. That is the position of Lord Ankh. Amon is the captain of the guards of the Archives, which is already very honorable … Of course, the assassination was not stopped by Amon alone, but he was the first to stop the assassin. He is my savior and good friend. His glory is also my glory. I don't know how many people envy me. "
Amon was not only the savior of Sio, but also the savior of Leskhut Lee. As far as Leskhut Lee knew, Amon was a sorcerer. How could he become an honorable warrior of the temple in Montefiore? This young man's experience was really legendary.
But Leskhut Lee's character was much more stable than Sio's. He did not tell Sio about his encounter on the Bablon River, nor could he tell Sio that Amon was a sorcerer. He just listened to him boast while drinking.
As the two were talking, a servant outside the door reported that the master's benefactor had sent someone to return the carriage. Leskhut Lee was taken aback. He was just talking about Amon when Amon actually sent someone to return the carriage. Although Amon had already said that he would return the carriage, the merchant did not expect Amon to keep his word. He hurriedly went out to greet the person who came, but it turned out to be Medanzo.
Medanzo was already a noble warrior of the capital. He came in high spirits, so Leskhut Lee naturally had to receive him respectfully.
When Medanzo returned to Bablon City with Princess Sissila, he regained his noble status. Princess Sissila told him that it would not be easy to regain his title and fief. Since he was familiar with the cavemen tribe in the mountains, he might as well complete a task. God Marduc would protect him.
Fortunately, Amon had reminded Medanzo before he left. He accepted the task, but did not promise anything. He only said that he would give it a try and left the capital for the west. He planned to cross the Bablon River at the city of Kish and once again passed by the town of Arcade. Mayor Tich Zhou had been promoted to the deputy chief of the finance department of the city, but there were still many old friends who had rescued Princess Sissila with him. Medanzo was warmly welcomed.
He stayed in the same inn and found that the carriage was still there, which meant that Amon had not returned. Before Amon left, he had asked Medanzo to leave the carriage in the inn and leave a sum of money for the innkeeper, stating that the carriage and horses were borrowed by Leskhut Lee and had to be returned.
Medanzo knew Amon's temper very well. He would always keep his promise. It seemed that something had delayed him. Anyway, it was still early to meet Amon, so he might as well help him settle the matter. He told the innkeeper and drove the carriage to the city of Uruk, where he found Leskhut Lee's house.
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