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Amon was surprised and replied awkwardly: "They really built the temple like this? I did appear there with Goddess Mu Yun, and they actually carved the statue of God like this! Just build it, I don't care. This is the consequence of what I do, but the consequence is a bit funny."

When Amon heard that Link built a temple in Salem, the "god" on the altar was actually the image of him holding Goddess Mu Yun. He was a little surprised at first, but he just smiled and didn't mind. He didn't have any complacent opinion on this issue. His view on this issue is different from that of ordinary people. It doesn't matter if Link doesn't set up a statue of god for him. He won't blame him for setting up a statue of god. Do you dare to do it?

Besides, he has survived the endless test and has a level nine achievement with original power. It is nothing wrong to have a statue in the temple. Goddess Mu Yun did not show up to cause trouble, which means he is not dissatisfied, as long as the goddess is happy.

Gelie smiled enough and then said seriously: "A few years ago, I tried to use the legendary great prophecy, and realized that the Duke Plain would become a fertile land of thousands of miles and would also cause disputes between the gods and the surrounding countries. You and I know the origin of the flood. Enriel turned the Duke Plain into a fertile land again, which could make hundreds of thousands of people live in peace, and was indeed praised by all people."

Amon snorted coldly and said, "I know naturally that if you had not led the people to resist the flood, the Syrian city-state would have been destroyed."

Gelie's expression was faintly sad: "I am the one who was used by Enriel. How much I admire him! We once played two chess games, and we were also chess pieces on the chessboard of the gods. Even I used the great prophecy to draw a conclusion. How could the gods who launched the flood not be clear? Enriel must let the people who believe in him occupy that fertile land and let his temple cover the Duke Plain."

Amon asked in a non-disputed tone: "Do you think he can succeed?"

Grey looked up at the sky: "In the vision of the god Enriel, we only need to consider whether Marduk would agree. Although I was unwilling to serve him again, I still commanded the army to repel the army of the Kingdom of Barron. This is what I must do. The Assyrian Kingdom sent a giant army to suddenly cross the plateau and appear on the plain of Duke. This should be a plan that had been prepared long ago, and no one expected it in advance.

The Assyrian Kingdom was about to expand its territory, and the main god they believed in was Enriel. Only now did I realize that the most important piece in Enriel's hand was the Assyrian Kingdom. He had a very good calculation. How many wise men on the mainland are not opponents, this is the god!"

Amon sighed helplessly: "Of course Malduk will intervene. A magician named Yusir joined forces with the plateau giant tribe to establish Malduk on the throat road in the southeast corner of the Duke Plain. Enriel probably had long thought of this. The Assyrian Kingdom in the north also established Enriel. Judging from the local battlefield, Malduk is not the opponent of Enriel. The Assyrian Kingdom will occupy the entire Duke Plain from north to south and eventually defeat Malduk."

Ge Lie smiled bitterly and said, "From the situation at that time, this should be a reasonable prophecy, but not a realistic situation. The high-ranking God Enrile did not control everything. The biggest variable now is the emergence of the city of Salem. You did not have the support of a kingdom like others, but you established a city-state in the center of the Duke Plain, which was beyond the expectations of the gods."

Amon sneered: "Enriel would not want to see the city of Salem appear there."

Gelie turned his head and said, "That may not be the case. The heart of the gods is unpredictable. It depends on whether you are willing to build his temple?"

Amon asked back, "Great Master, you were the main priest of the Temple of Enriel, and now you are the chief honorary veteran of the Hati Divine Art Academy, but you don't seem to have a good impression of the main god of Enriel, the kingdom?"

Gelie replied, "It's not just that I don't have any good feelings! I know that many priests have not given their sincerity to the gods. They just satisfy their vanity and selfish desires in the world in the name of the gods. But I am different. I once truly believed in the gods and waited piously for the inspiration of the gods.

I am not as lucky as you. I hugged the goddess in public at such a young age. As a priest for so many years, I have only once really communicated with gods. When the flood surrounded the Syrian city-state, I heard Enrile talking in the temple. That was the voice I had been looking forward to for many years! It was so funny. When I really saw him, I began to stay away from him."

Amon said, "Even you are far away from him, how could I let his temple gain a foothold in Salem City? I would rather let my statue hug Goddess Muyun and stand on the altar and let Enriel take a good look!"

Gelie grinned: "Is that god like a silent ridicule? After all, you are a little childish, and doing this is like being angry. Have you ever thought that maybe it is not worth it? It may be a great price to stop Enrile's wish."

Amon narrowed his eyes in the moonlight and said, "People always have to persist. Some things know how difficult they are, but they must do them, otherwise what will they do in the world?"

Gore looked at him: "You have Nietzsche's shadow, but you are not him."

Amon suddenly asked again: "The Kingdom of Assyrian and Hati believe in the same Lord God, Enriel. So what about the relationship between these two countries?"

Gere replied: "The relationship between the two countries is very tense, the potential conflict is very fierce, and there are many contradictions precisely because of the belief in the same Lord God. Both kings claimed that they were the real human endorsement of Enrile. If the strategic focus of the Kingdom of Hati in the past few decades was to break away from the control of the Eju Empire, they would have probably had a war with Assyria long ago."

Amon frowned: "These two kingdoms believe in Enriel, but they claim that they are the true belief. If they fight to kill each other, what will the gods think of it?"

Grey looked at the dark swamp jungle: "Is Enriel in their eyes the real Enriel? At least there is another Enriel in my eyes! I have written secret letters to both Gilgamesh and Rod Dick. Before foreseeing the changes to the Duke Plain, I hope to establish a peaceful coexistence city-state, but without success, it is impossible to succeed. Now you have done more than me, and have established the city of Salem, but it has become the center of conflict."

Amon: "Even without the city of Salem I established, wouldn't there be bloody disputes in the Duke Plain?"

Gelie shook his head: "It's the same. Even without gods, the kingdom of the world will not give up the struggle...Among, you even hug the goddess, and your own achievements are equivalent to many legendary gods. So how do you think in the eyes of gods, how would you view such disputes as Duke Pingyuan?"

Amon was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking hard, and then he replied after a long time: "How people coexist between people is determined by themselves. It may not be the will of a certain person, but the will of everyone is the addition of everyone's will. If everyone is regarded as one, then the disputes in the world are the conflicts in the hearts of this person, and countless self-struggles and entanglements, just like people often have various contradictions in their hearts, they will feel all kinds of depression... This may be a realm that only gods have, and I can only describe but cannot confirm them, because I am not a god after all."

Gelie nodded and said, "We are just talking. If we can really transcend all this in our practice, maybe many gods can't do it...Among, I am willing to help Salem against the invasion of the Assyrian Kingdom, but please help me."

Amon: "You old man will say something when you have something to do, why bother to help?"

Grey: "I sent my student Raphael to follow you and help you open up the road in the swamp, which is also a kind of experience for him."

Amon: "As long as he doesn't think he is difficult, then follow me to open the way."

From beginning to end, Gelie did not ask Amon - what is the original power controlled by the gods? This made Amon deeply admire it. It seemed that there were almost no unexpected troubles in this world that could shake Gelie's heart. Gelie had his own beliefs and paths. The so-called temptation is not just the status and wealth of the world...

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A large number of civilians recruited by the Syrian city-state rushed to the east shore of the Inland Lake, and the southern end of the Black Fire Swamp. Amon had left, but a small path appeared between the swamps, winding around difficult-to-pass areas, cutting through the thorns and filling the low-lying areas, extending all the way to the depths of the swamp, and its width just allows the two to go side by side.

There is no need for a map or a person to explore the way. People use gravel and dry soil to lay the roadbed, pull out the bushes and thorns on both sides and fill the swamps, burn the fire with the trees cut on the spot, roast the soil on the road into a semi-dry state, and continue to advance to build a solid road that allows two carriages to run parallel.

Not to mention how the civilians rush to build roads, Ameng was moving deep in the black fire swamp. He stood on the shoulders and back of the iron-armored beast king Yunmeng. Yunmeng's huge body was more than ten feet long. Compared with ordinary iron-armored beasts, it was thinner in shape, and the place where the belly swam was just two people wide. No matter what terrain was ahead, the big iron-armored beast crawled over and left a road behind him.

Looking ahead, Amon held a very special staff or weapon, which was Humbaba's teeth. He stood on the iron armored beast king and gently waved his teeth, just like a scimitar or sword of a warrior. A faint golden light swept across, and the strange rock blocking the road turned into pieces. When he encountered a low-lying, strange power surged, and the soil in the distance rolled up to fill a passage.

Yunmeng, who was moving forward, waved his front paws from time to time, and his sharp claws turned into cold lights. The bushes were uprooted and thrown to both sides. The long tail was constantly falling in the air, slapped the road behind him. Raphael walked behind with a staff in his hand, and the unpassable black fire swamp was already open at his feet.

Raphael volunteered to follow Amon to lead the way. He also wanted to see how this legendary figure on the mainland created another miracle, but he did not find anything bizarre at the beginning. The sword light emitted by Amon waving his long teeth was the martial arts of a level nine warrior. The soil surged up and filled the low-lying swamps encountered on the road, using the simplest low-level earth element magic technique. Every great warrior who has been awakened by the power twice can do it. Amon's power is nothing more than a particularly powerful one, and these are just ordinary means for him.

But the day passed, Raphael began to be surprised, and the next day passed, and the surprise turned into shock. By the third day, the shock finally became a deep admiration!

What Amon did seemed simple at first, but later it became the most unsimple. Pulling out shrubs, smashing rocks, and filling the swamps are not magical, and ordinary people can do it. The difference is the speed of the means. However, the generals who are terrifying the nations, the ninth-level warriors, and the top powerhouses on the mainland are doing such insignificant things. Once they take action, they don’t stop. Not to mention resting for a few days and nights, even the speed of moving forward has not changed.

Some areas are very complex, and it is very difficult to open the road, while others are relatively easier. However, Amon commanded Yunmeng and passed by at the same speed, neither tight nor slow. This is not a battle on the battlefield, neither the enemy's compulsion nor the shouts and encouragement of the soldiers. How lonely and boring it is in the jungle swamp that cannot be seen at a glance. The easiest work is repeated endlessly, but it uses the power that shocks the continent, which is almost unbearable.

Raphael had never seen anyone who could do a very boring job so calmly in such a boring situation, as if he would never stop. Three more days passed, and Amon didn't even say a word.

Raphael could not describe his feelings. He vaguely saw the shadow of his teacher Gelie on Amon. When the flood besieged the Syrian city-state, Gelie also walked around the city silently for many days, holding a staff to preside over the protective formation, and constantly using magical techniques to strengthen the city wall to block the invasion of the flood. He almost couldn't stand firm until the flood receded.

But Amon's situation is different from Gelie back then. There is no crisis, no urgent expectation from anyone, or even no need. He did this on his own in the uninhabited swamp. The road is continuous and winding and long. I don't know how long it is. The gloomy black fire jungle seems to be an abyss of invisible hope. Amon uses martial arts and divine techniques continuously, and this lasting and long endurance and concentration have made ordinary warriors unable to reach.

Raphael was not idle after following him. Since he volunteered to come and help, Gerey also sent him. Before leaving, Amon gave Raphael a task to deal with accidents that might occur in the swamp at any time. Amon focused on opening the way and did not want to be disturbed. Now there are many monsters in the Black Fire Swamp. If a sudden attack is launched, Raphael will deal with it.

Ordinary wild beasts were already scared away when they heard the movement, but some monsters with strong aggressiveness occasionally attacked them, and were sent by Raphael. The most troublesome monsters along the way were the giant anacondas that live here, some of which were thicker than the mouth of the bowl, and would become very fierce after being disturbed.

This giant anaconda can swallow an adult, and its powerful body can tangle a strong bull. It is very difficult to detect in the swamp. It suddenly jumps up and is caught off guard. Raphael had to perform the magical magic at all times. In six days, he met more than a dozen fierce giant anacondas. Although they could not be the opponent of a great magician, they followed him down for six days and six nights in a row, and Raphael was also tired.

Seeing that Amon had not stopped yet, the young master sorcerer finally spoke: "General, I suggest you take a break. Only with tension and relaxation can last longer, and the efficiency will be higher than if you exhaust all your strength at once."

Amon smiled and said, "You are right, so I have not tried my best. Although the speed is much slower than opening the circuit with all your might, it is the highest efficiency in terms of continuous effects."

Raphael exclaimed: "General, you have exceeded my expectations. It is not just strength that is powerful! Although you have not done your best, I am worried that Yunmeng can't stand it."

Amon: "Yunmeng is the mutated iron armored beast king, and is naturally strong and incomparable."

Raphael still advised: "It depends on who you compare with. You can't compare with the general. At this speed, it will never insist on opening up the road completely."

A Meng said without looking back: "Your judgment is good. I didn't plan to let Yunmeng help me open up all the roads. My plan is for one month, and the speed remains unchanged, and Yunmeng will be exhausted when I am halfway through. I just want it to be exhausted, practice hard, and take this opportunity to let it experience a test."

Raphael: "If Yunmeng is exhausted and unable to move forward, its strength will be exhausted, and it is very dangerous to stay in the black fire swamp."

Amon smiled again: "That's why I promised Gelie to bring you here. With the protection of you, the great magician, there should be no problem in Yunmeng recuperating and recovering in the swamp. You stay in the swamp to protect it, and I will continue to open the way alone."

Raphael said in surprise: "It turns out that your plan is to open up the road behind by one person. Only in the front half will I ask Yunmeng and I to help?"

Amonda said meaningfully: "No, no, no, this road is one in my eyes. There is no half or other half. You are equivalent to helping me run through the entire road. The great magician, keeping you in the middle of the black fire swamp just to protect an iron-armored beast. Has it wronged your noble identity?"

Raphael quickly explained: "No, if that's exactly what you need, I'd be happy."

Amon looked down at Yunmeng, who was still raising his claws and shaking his tail and trying hard to open the way. For some reason, he suddenly changed his mind and turned around and said, "Then let's take a day off. You are tired. Let's open the way at this speed. Walk for six days and rest for one day. You should be able to go to the other end within a month."

Raphael said: "I can still hold on."

Amon smiled: "You are really tired. Yunmeng has reminded me that we will take a day off."

They found a dry island in the swamp for a day of rest. Yunmeng was looking for food nearby. Amon set up a comfortable tent, took out the wine and made delicious broth with his own hands. After a day of rest, he continued to lead the way, and after another six days, he rested for another day. After the third six days, Yunmeng finally fell down and was exhausted and could no longer walk. Not only was it difficult to maintain its physical strength, but the magic power it practiced was also completely exhausted.
Chapter completed!