Two days later, early in the morning, on the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion, in a certain room.Outside the window, the north wind was howling, and inside the window, it was the steaming charcoal fire that brought the hot and dry temperature, and Amon stood in front of the window, feeling the conflict between ice and fire, the interweaving of cold and heat.His upper body was naked, with tangled gauze everywhere, and there was faint blood oozing out.The pain rattled his nerves like pins and needles, but it didn't distract him.His gaze looked into the distance through the window, unfocused, and his expression was full of contemplation.It had been some time since he came to his senses, and the physical injuries had obviously been treated by a clever doctor, and they were serious, but not fatal.Not to mention this, just to talk about the spiritual aspect, simple refreshment is no longer enough to describe his state at this time.At this moment, his mental acuity, perceptiveness, and instantaneous memory were far greater than before, and the memories that were tumbling in his mind could no longer affect him.Instinctively, he began to reminisce about the past, to introspect himself, and to find out what had happened to him?
And with the patchwork of memory fragments, the combination of details, and even a lot of unfounded, but bizarre inspiration jumps, after more than half an hour, he finally had some enlightenment.First of all, he had the memories of two people in his mind, one belonging to Amon Odoyak and the other to Moshuo.Amon Odoyak, the descendant of the Odoyak family, the first son of King Khakassia and Queen Paris, a warrior of the Gumon clan, and the theoretical first heir to the city of Kelmar.In other words, it is possible that he will be the future king of Kelmar.He is also the true owner of this body.And Mo Shuo, a soul from a distant country, is in a period of underestimation, his work is not going well, his girlfriend has run away with someone, he is angry, and he is confused.He was supposed to be a stowaway, and a stealer of this body.The two people were originally incompatible, and the difference was not known how many hundred and eight thousand miles, but for some reason, to be exact, it should be a dream of Amon, so that two unrelated souls resided in the same body.Then, he was no longer Amun, nor was he simply Moshuo.Secondly, each person's soul is an independent individual, and it is difficult for ordinary people to describe their structure, but there is no doubt that they all have a sense of self.And when two souls reside in one body, a fight is almost inevitable.So, the night Amon woke up, he was actually in a very dangerous situation!
Because one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and one river does not have two tigers, when two souls reside in the same body at the same time and do not give in to each other, it is almost inevitable to divide the victory or defeat of life and death.But Amon is not a master of spiritual will, Mo Shuo is just an ordinary person, the battle of their souls is like a brawl of street gangsters, you give me a punch, I kick you, it is destined to hurt the enemy a thousand, and lose eight hundred yourself.In the end, no one can take advantage.And the damage to the soul needs to be borne by two people, which should be the reason for the sluggishness and chaos of the body at the beginning of the awakening.So why is he still standing here?
It seems that I have to thank the monster, the two-headed Minotaur.It was the threat of death that forced the two souls to put aside their infighting and instead unite to seek a chance at survival.It is also because of the high unity of the two souls that it brings him extreme keen perception.And because of the prayers of the ancient Mongolian clan and the sword slash with all their might, Amon's soul released the last strength and obsession, thus truly contributing to the fusion of the two souls.That is to say, at this time, he is Amun and Mo Shuo.He has Moshuo's emotions and memories, as well as Amun's knowledge and insight.His soul is brand new!
In the end, these are only Amon's personal opinions at this time, which are filled with a lot of speculation, brain fill-up, imagination, and personal reasoning.Credibility, ahem, it's hard to say.After all, he was only a low-level warrior who had just broken through, and he was so far away from him when it came to knowledge and change at the soul level.But the reason why enlightenment is enlightenment is because there is no need for reasons and excuses, but a feeling in the dark, and that indescribable intuition tells him that these are the facts, the truth!
Outside the window, a winter wind blew Amon shivered, he came back to his senses, rubbed his cheeks, and when he looked down, a faint sigh spread through the room.In fact, there is no point in dwelling on these, because fate cannot be chosen, the fait accompli is already in front of him, and all he can do is to agree with this fact.In fact, the biggest role of clarifying one's own situation is to correct one's mentality.After setting his mind right, the most important thing he should do now is to understand the world, and strive to integrate into the world with his current identity.Then, live!
It takes courage to die, but only those who have experienced death will have an incomparable desire and persistence to live.Looking up and looking out of the window again, from near and far, Amon was in the mood to take a closer look at the city.After the Great War, the city of Kelmar was a little dilapidated, as far as the eye could see, there were crumbling houses, the streets were littered with pools of blood that had not yet been cleaned up, and there were human or monster stumps in the corners.At the same time, there are more busy people in the city.Everywhere there were ancient Mongolian people armed with weapons or tools, either with their own hands or with teams of ragged servants clearing the rubble, and in the distance there were queues of wagons coming and going, carrying away the rubble and dragging huge neat stone bricks.Just by looking at it, Amon could see that the humans in this world were far stronger than he remembered.There, at least, a stone brick weighing hundreds of pounds could not be moved by anyone, and here, in the hands of those slaves, it really didn't seem to be much effort.The work efficiency of these people is also extremely high, more than a dozen people are just around the ruins of a house, all kinds of tools are in hand, and it will not take a moment to clean up.Then the new building materials were brought in, and with a mud mixture similar to cement and sand, a new stone house was erected at a speed visible to the naked eye.Of course, in the pursuit of efficiency, it is natural to lose something, and the architectural style of Kelmar City is simply a continuation of the personality of the ancient Mongolian people.The houses made of blue and white rocks are tall, rough, sturdy and square, and all other luxurious decoration and carving are absent.It is this almost crude simplicity that gives the whole city a different kind of perseverance and unyieldingness, like a warrior who would rather bend on the battlefield.The most majestic and magnificent part of the whole city, apart from the castle of the Odoyak family, is in the center of the city, which is a majestic and majestic temple.It was a tall palace supported by nearly ten stone pillars, and the white marble floor was divided into four directions, extending to the end of the view.Surrounding the palace are some of the majestic sculptures of ancient Mongolian warriors, all of whom have different appearances, but all maintain their fighting posture.The shimmer of winter shone down, and there was a faint golden glow rippling out of the temple, sacred and warm.Along with his past memories, Amon knew very well that this was the temple of Kord, the god of strength and courage, and the spiritual pillar of the ancient Mongolian clan.Even after experiencing the beast tide two days ago, the temple was still brand new and undamaged.Even if you are as stupid as a monster, you will not provoke the temple until you have completely conquered the city and slaughtered the believers.Because it has broken away from mundane warfare, but has violated the majesty of God, and the gods of this world are not just symbols hanging on tablets.They are true and majestic beings, immortal and immortal, they forge the kingdom of God, contain the souls of believers, and are eternal and immortal.Their divine grace is like the sea, unfathomable, and mighty like hell, a source of fear.In Amun's memory, it was the god of strength and courage who gave them life, the gift of survival and a strong physique.It was also the god of strength and courage who guided them down the snow-capped mountains to the land where they live today, and taught them to build cities, hunt, fight, and sacrifice, thus forging the glory of the ancient Mongolian clan and the majesty of Kelma.Kod gave them shelter for survival, and the Gummonds sacrificed their martial prowess to the gods in exchange for great powers, such as the power of natural favor."
A race that takes pride in fighting?
A body strong enough to withstand the strong acid of the flames?
A true deity?
If my memories and eyes had not deceived me, and if all this had been true, then I would have come to a world where great power belongs to me.Perhaps, I should also pursue the taste of the strong, legendary, and even eternal?
”Amon stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, which was blown by the cold wind, with a somewhat strange expression: "But speaking of which, with my current identity and strength, it seems that the standard waste wood flow has started, and I don't know where my golden finger is?"
Yes, according to the routine of the waste wood flow, it seems that there must be a genius who suppresses the pig's feet, so that my younger brother should be my enemy?
”Amon's thoughts were still churning in his mind, and the door to the room was pushed open, and a stout, unspoken man walked in with a cold wind.Wade looked at Amon who was standing by the window and was stunned, and suddenly said in surprise: "Amon, are you awake?"
We were worried about you just now?
Well, wait, I'm going to tell my mother?
”As he spoke, he didn't wait for Amon to reply, and ran away directly.Amon looked at the back of the other party leaving in a daze, and his head seemed to be a little unable to turn.By the way, this frizzy brother is really his, uh, lifelong enemy?