There were countless messy fragments falling in the sky, and Amon stood there, his sword stuck on the ground. Gabriel knelt in front of him on one knee, held the battle axe with both hands and raised it over his head, "Amon, you won!"

Amon took the battle axe and put it into the space magic weapon, stood there and asked, "George, do you want to arbitrate?"

George didn't see clearly how the two of them decided the outcome, but the scene in front of him had already explained the result. He quickly stood up and shouted: "There is no need for arbitration, Lord Gabriel has already admitted defeat."

Amon pulled out his sword, gently patted Gabriel's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, the duel is over, you can get up!"

Gabriel said, "You can kill me."

Amon replied quietly, "I can kill you or not. According to the duel, this should be decided by me. You are my prisoner of war now, and I will ask the Eju Empire to pay the ransom and redeem you, the great noble warrior. If the Eju Empire refuses, you will become my slave, and I have the right to give you freedom."

Gabriel nodded and said, "That's right, what are you going to do?"

Amon smiled and said, "It's great to have the first time in my life to fight with someone like this. I'm so happy! I'm tired after fighting for so long. Have a good drink and eat something. I'll send an envoy to send a message to Pharaoh on the ransom, and you can only wait for the result. Your mission has been completed, and I'll have to talk to George."

George had already come up and said, "The two top samurai on the mainland, the duel just now was so exciting, but unfortunately I didn't see it clearly later. Lord Gabriel, when did you become a Level 8 warrior? I didn't even know."

Gabriel stood up and replied, "It's just now."

George was shocked, stunned for a moment before exclaiming: "Promotion in the battle? I have never heard of this situation!"

Amon smiled and patted his shoulder: "So what if I haven't heard of it? Haven't you seen it with your own eyes now? I didn't expect that this duel only lasted for one day, and we continued to drink the bar, but the matter was not over yet."

Everyone returned to the intact tent, and it was time to have supper when they saw that time was time. Link cleaned up the broken utensils on the table, Amon took out all kinds of delicacies and asked everyone to sit down and talk. George and Link both sat down, but Gabriel stood beside him. Link asked, "Why don't you sit down? Aren't you tired?"

Gabriel replied with a serious expression: "My current identity is Amon's prisoner of war. Amon is sitting at this table, and I should stand. Thanks to Amon for freeing me and for the food in front of me!"

The great warrior was very stubborn and was very serious in everything. Amon had to say, "Then you eat standing and drink a few more glasses of wine. I specially prepared for the two adults... George, the great warrior Gabriel completed his mission, and you are also the one who came to chase me. What do you want to do? Should you also ask me for a duel?"

George shook his head and said, "I am not a great magician like Celia. I have no summoning beast drivers. How can I duel with you, the general? If I really want to take action, it should be the Grand Warrior Gabriel who is in front and I will cooperate with the battle behind. That is the best way to deal with you. The Egyptian Empire sent us two to chase you, just hoping that we will do this."

Amon: "But you don't have it. How do you want to complete the task?"

George sat on the chair and stretched his arms, looking very relaxed: "I accepted the order, but there are two types of tasks in this world, which can be completed and cannot be completed. I once said before I set out that if I cannot complete the task, I will not go back. I would have known your ability. His power is far superior to that of the time when I led thousands of troops. It seems that I have to practice well, otherwise I will not be able to complete the task. Amon, for the sake of my old friend, can I stay here to practice?"

Amon looked at George, and then both laughed. The laughter grew louder and louder, almost bursting into tears. Amon raised his pot and poured a glass of wine for George and said, "You are not my opponent, you can't complete the mission."

George: "I can continue to practice and become stronger. Maybe one day I will surpass you who you are now."

Amon blinked and said, "You may improve, but don't forget that I will continue to practice. I was far inferior to you at the beginning, but now I have a level nine achievement."

George: "Then I'm afraid I have to stay here. Do you care about food, drink and control?"

Before Amon answered, Link couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Mr. George, if you are willing to stay in Salem City, we will beg for it! I will arrange everything. You can live comfortably and feel free to speak if you have any requests."

George suddenly sighed, "How easy is it to continue to break through? There are many people in the world who have been awakened their power, but almost half of the magicians are first-level magicians until their deaths, and they cannot even break through second-level achievements for life. There are so many warriors in the world, how many high-level achievers can they have? The contemporary level nine warriors have never heard of others after Enqidu, and now there is Amon again. How difficult or lucky it is to advance to a great magician. I wonder if I can have that kind of luck?"

Amon smiled and comforted, "Things are done by man, just like a task, there are failures and completions. You were not born to live to become a great magician, right?... Lord George, there is also a temple in Salem City. Now a master priest is needed to appease the people. If you stay in the city, you will be the most suitable candidate. I wonder if you are willing?"

George glanced at Amon: "You are the most suitable yourself, right?"

Amon shook his head and said, "I am not suitable. I am already standing on the altar."

George nodded: "Okay, I can't eat and live in vain. I have to do something. Before completing the task, I will be the chief high priest of Salem. Anyway, it's a familiar way to me, and this is a good job."

Gabriel said in surprise: "Mr. George, are you going to be the chief high priest of Salem? But their temple..."

George turned his head and interrupted her: "Gabriel Great Warrior, you don't know my origin yet? I am a magician and have achieved high-level achievements as a magician. The person who guided me was Nietzsche, who was a miner from Duke Town and a great magician. Now Duke Town has become Salem City, and I came here, which may be the guide to me to understand the luck of a higher level...Among, if you ask me to be the main priest of Salem City, there are two things to declare."

Amon held the wine glass and said, "Tell me."

George said slowly: "Since I am the main priest of Salem City, then don't use the title of magician, just call it magician. What do you think? In the Salem city, not only nobles, but everyone can accept guidance to learn magical arts. No, just call it magic."

Amon and Link looked at each other, slapped the table and said, "Of course I didn't ask, in fact, we are all from magicians! But whether it is magic or magic, it cannot be passed on randomly. It has test requirements and can only guide people who are suitable for guidance, and it has nothing to do with identity."

George smiled and said, "Of course I know these things. I am the main priest. These specific affairs are handled by the priests. I will explain clearly what to do. I also want to remind you one thing. My mission is still to chase you, and maybe one day I will take action."

Amon also smiled and said, "I'm just waiting."

George waved his hand: "You don't have to be too nervous. I will say hello to you before I take action. Anyway, there is no regulation in the orders of the Eju Empire. Maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, if I live long enough, maybe a hundred years."

Amon raised his glass and said, "Then I wish you good health and longevity!"

The two clinked glasses and drank them all. When Gabriel saw this scene, he understood that George did not plan to return to the Temple of Isis to be the high priest. He chose to stay in Salem City as the main priest. On the one hand, he did not want to carry out the task of chasing Amon, and on the other hand, he should have his own considerations. A great magician like him is no longer pursuing wealth, status or even glory, but his achievements in this life. He may have encountered a bottleneck that cannot be broken through in cultivation and is looking for new opportunities.

Gabriel was thinking about it, and Amon suddenly turned around and handed a cowhide envelope and said, "Do you want to know what Maria said to me? It's about you, please see it yourself."

Gabriel took the envelope and took out the grass stem paper inside, and saw that it read--

"Gabriel had to accept the orders of the empire to chase you. I understand her temper and would only duel with you so that she would not violate her beliefs. She has lost her strength now, just like you back then, this is a test. I hope you can help and guide her through the test, but everything depends on her own choice. I wish her and blessing you. Amon, I have always known what you are doing, and understand your love and your pursuit."

Gabriel looked at this piece of grass stem paper for a long time, and recited it silently in a few simple lines of words, his fingers trembled slightly, and after a long time, he looked up and said, "I didn't mention it to anyone. It turned out that the Saint Maiden saw it and knew that I had lost my strength. No wonder I asked me to hand this letter to you before taking action."

Amon sighed, "You have never read this letter at all, although it has been on you. A warrior gave his opponent a letter before the duel, telling the other party that he had lost his power. How incredible it is! Maria may be afraid that I will hurt you by chance. I asked you if you want to change the time and place, but you still insist on the duel today."

Gabriel replied: "Even if I have not lost my strength, I know that I am not your opponent, and I will know the result when I make a duel request. During the duel, I forgot what kind of strength I once had, and just do my best to have. No matter how powerful you are, you will advance in the battle without realizing it."

Amon asked with interest: "I have a private question. Do level 7 warriors like you usually lose their power when they advance to level 8 achievement?"

Gabriel replied: "Some people can, some people can't, the situation is different. It is said that this is the test of the gods on their people, and it has given some people more difficulties."

Amon: "What's the difference between yes or no?"

Gabriel: "From the power of mastery, it seems that there is not much difference, but there should be a difference, and I am not very clear about this."

Amon turned his head and asked George: "Did you lose your power when you first advanced to Level 8 magician?"

George shook his head: "No, but for a while, he always felt that his magic power was insufficient, so he lived in seclusion in the temple until his magic power was enough to instantly launch high-level magic. As far as I know, the experiences and achievements of the eight-level magicians are different. For example, the great magician Julian who died in battle did not lose his power when he advanced. There must be some clear guidance in it, which I don't understand yet."

Amon thought about it and asked again: "Did the ninth-level masters such as Li Kuid, Wald, Gilgamesh, and Gere lose their power when they first advanced from level 7 to level 8?"

George shook his head and said, "How can I know this? No one will say it... and he seems to understand the mystery?"

Amon smiled and blinked his fingers. The wine in the wine pot burst out strangely, condensed into the shape of a mountain on the table, and several roads appeared from one mountain, each leading to different heights. He explained: "Just like climbing a mountain, there are many roads that can reach the same height, some roads can go further, and some roads may bypass certain obstacles but cannot reach the top. Maybe only one road or several roads can finally reach the peak."

George's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the hill made of wine on the table and said, "On the same road, different people can climb different heights. Some people can always stop at the foot of the mountain, and some may reach the mountainside... Amon God, if you have the chance, I want to have a good talk with you in private."

Link laughed and said, "Mr. George, have you finally called the name of God Amon? This time it doesn't seem like a joke. You want to stay in Salem as the chief priest, of course there are opportunities."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Gabriel again, and saw that she was still standing there with Mary's letter in a daze, and asked Amon again, "God Amon, Lord Gabriel is now your prisoner of war. How much ransom do you plan to make the Eju Empire pay?"

Amon also glanced at Gabriel, and then replied faintly: "I don't want ransom, I just want to ask for something from the Eju Empire."

George asked, "What is it? What the general wants must be very special. It's not someone, right?" This sentence is actually a joke. The person he refers to is of course Maria. The Egyptian Empire cannot agree to this condition, and Amon cannot make such a request.

Amon blinked his fingers and put the wine on the table into the pot, and said expressionlessly: "If you want to redeem the Great Warrior of Gabriel, the conditions I have opened will be the status of the Lord of the Empire!"

George shook his hand and almost threw the cup. He said tremblingly: "Oh my God, what's the condition!"

Amon replied coldly: "The god system reform of Pharaoh Elacht, and Ahra was the only god, and Seth was the eldest of the angels representing the gods. This book has nothing to do with me. But he sent Gabriel to chase me with you in the name of the oracle, and my request is to deprive the name of the oracle! This condition may be unimaginable, but for this matter, it is natural for me to make such a request. As for whether to agree or not, it is also the business of the Eju Empire itself, and it has nothing to do with me."

I am afraid that only gods can understand the implicit meaning of this statement. In the name of Believing in An-La, Seth occupied the position of the main god of the Nine-Lang Gods, and guided Pharaoh Eracht to carry out the religious reform, but he brought down the oracle to let the Eju Empire send people to hunt down Amon and prevent his tribe from returning to the Duke Plain. Now Amon proposed the condition that if he wanted to redeem Gabriel, he would exchange it with the position of the main god believed in by the Eju Empire.

This is simply beyond the imagination of the world. I am afraid that the craziest madman cannot say such words. But when he calmly analyzes the causes and consequences, the conditions proposed by Amon are incredible, but it is not unreasonable. The Eju Empire cannot agree to such conditions in order to redeem a great warrior. Even saying it is blasphemy. Amon did not ask them to agree, but raised it!

George and Link came back from their shock, looked at Gabriel quietly, and thought to himself that this great warrior would never be able to go back. Gabriel's shocking look was indescribable, as if he had heard the most unlikely language in the world. Night had already fallen and there was no light in the valley. Gabriel stood in the dark and finally spoke: "Among, you put forward such a condition to make it impossible for the Eju Empire to redeem me. Then what are you going to deal with me? Should you be your slave or free me?"

Amon asked back: "You don't have to ask these questions for now. I will make a decision when the Eju Empire officially rejects my request. Now I just want to ask you one question. I would like to ask you this condition. It must be crazy to others, but you know the process of this matter. Is it reasonable?"

Gabriel pondered for a long time and finally nodded, "It makes sense, but it's just your own thoughts."

Amon smiled: "It's really just my own thoughts. Elacht can't stop me from thinking. If he is unhappy, then he is unhappy, even if he is furious in the palace... Gabriel, Maria asked you to give me a letter. Didn't he explain to you?"

Gabriel: "The Saint also gave me a letter and specifically told me to open it after I took action. I had not had time to read it, so I didn't know what was said above."

Amon waved his hand and said, "Then you see, if I don't want to say it, I won't ask."

Gabriel took out another cowhide envelope from his arms, opened it and pulled out a piece of grass stem paper, and saw it in the glimmer of night.

"You have lost your strength, I have told Amon clearly. I know your character very well. Only by formally fighting with Amon according to the etiquette of the nobles can you be freed from your mission. Even if you have lost your strength, you will still make this request. If you do not, you cannot pass the test. Only when you make your choice can you get real guidance.

Now that you see this letter, you may have passed the test and face another choice. Amon will make a request for redemption that the Eju Empire cannot accept at all. You will become his prisoner of war. After the Eju Empire formally refuses, he will release you and restore you freedom. What kind of guidance will you accept in your belief at that time?

I know your belief very well, and don’t have to change it deliberately. I also know that your belief in the gods is the glory in my heart. I hope you find the true source of divinity and accept the guidance of that glory. Finally, I would like to ask you for help. If one day Amon is sad and heartbroken, please protect him, just as you once protected me."

Gabriel looked at the letter and stood there thinking without saying a word. Finally, he quietly put the letter away. Amon and the other three did not disturb her. Link said, "The matter here has been completed for the time being. Are we going back to Salem? I plan to hold a ceremony to inspire the coming of the gods for the temple. Now there is a main priest, so I can ask Lord George to preside over it."

Amon: "Inspire the gods to come? I am also on the altar, and I will go to the city of Salem. It doesn't matter whether it will come or not. But Goddess Mu Yun has been waiting for this day. After I walked out of Eju, she has not yet appeared to see me. It should be just seeing when I will fulfill my promise?"

Link squeezed his eyes and said, "The goddess has never seen you? Do you miss her? Then we have to do this quickly!"

Amon shook his head: "Don't be too anxious, this is also a celebration of the city-state. Let's wait here for a few more days. When Yunmeng and John come and set off together, you may be shocked."

They waited for half a month in the fortress they were being built. Link didn't quite understand why Amon said he was shocked. When John and Raphael walked out of the black fire swamp half a month later, Link did not recognize Yunmeng at first, but saw a charming girl next to Raphael wearing a obviously disfitable robe, which was the costume of the priest of the Kingdom of Hathi, and it should be Raphael's clothes.

Link looked around and couldn't help asking John, "Where is Yunmeng? Where did that big guy go? Who is this beautiful girl?"

John smiled a little weirdly, but he didn't answer. The girl twisted her waist and said, "I am the messenger of God Amon, known as the guardian goddess of the Black Fire Swamp. Link, you can call me the Swamp Goddess, or Yunmeng Angel!"

The girl actually called herself Yunmeng, and Link was there in a petrified shape. Amon's voice came from somewhere: "Yunmeng, congratulations! Raphael, thank you too! Have you noticed the whereabouts of the bright moon night?"

Yunmeng bowed and replied, "We were searching for traces along the way, but unfortunately we didn't find him. We were afraid that we would delay your affairs, so we came out as soon as possible."

Amon's voice said again: "Just come out safely. He may have left the Black Fire Swamp. Since he was ordered to assassinate me, let me deal with it. The guardian of the Black Fire Swamp, who gave you this nickname?"

Yunmeng smiled and said, "It's Raphael! He even praised me for being untainted by the mud!"

Raphael quickly explained: "Amun, I'm just joking with Yunmeng."

Amon's voice laughed and said, "This joke is very good. Yunmeng, since he claims to himself so much, he must protect the safety of the Black Fire Swamp Trading in the future... Let's go back to Salem City first, and a celebration is about to be held."

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