Late at night, at home.The candle flame burned, illuminating the room in a haze, and Amon stood in front of the window, standing in the wind.The north wind was howling and bitterly cold, and his figure on the wall swayed, but it could not touch his heart.He was still thinking about the afternoon, about the power of the Gumeng clan, about his talents, about the nightmares, and even more about his journey to this world.If it was Amon in the past, he would never question the power and generosity of the god of strength and courage, and naturally he would never consider the source of this natural favor, but Amon is different now.He inherited everything from Amun, but with the thinking mode brought by another world, he believed not only in God, but also in all truths that conform to the law of development.As a new soul, although everything around him is still familiar, he is inevitably lonely and afraid.He was no longer able to attribute everything to the gods, let alone face death calmly.He is wary of everything in this world and is even more afraid of the unpredictable future.Once a person is drowning, he instinctively grabs everything he can grasp, even if it is just a straw, and for Amon at this time, what he craves most is the power that can reassure him.The source of the strength of the ancient Mongolian clan is the power of natural favor, which is also Amon's first observation target.Of course, unlike Amun in the past, at this time he learned to observe, learn to summarize, learn to analyze scientifically, and work harder to erase all appearances and penetrate the truth.For more than half a month, in addition to strengthening his understanding of the world, Amon did the most research on the power of natural favor.Although the Gumon used more muscles than their heads, their reverence for the gods and their thirst for power kept a faithful record.In the Great Library, on some dusty shelves, there are at least a thousand records and explanations of the power of natural favors.This is the accumulation of thousands of years of the ancient Mongolian people, of course, you can't expect them to be able to summarize some truths from the thick data, this is not the strong point of the ancient Mongolian people.But for Amun, with this first-hand information, he can do a lot of things.For half a month of categorizing, analyzing, summarizing, and exploring, Amun's understanding of the power of natural favor became more and more profound, which was not enough for him to summarize some truths.But some speculations had already surfaced in his mind, such as the power of the ancient Mongolian clan's natural favor was not so much a gift from the gods as a strange directional guidance.Just like a seed buried in the soil, it may grow into a towering tree or it may be stillborn, and the future is unknowable and full of uncertainties for it.But if there is an old farmer who irrigates and fertilizes, loosens the soil, and prunes the branches, the tree will grow according to the will of the old farmer.Or, to put it more bluntly, the tree will only grow into the fruit and appearance that the old farmer needs, like a potted plant carefully cultivated by humans.Of course, a flower can never be as tall as a tree, and a bush can never grow a canopy that shades the sun.Specifically, even the Awakened with the same kind of talent for favor have great differences in the degree and details of their performance, for example, some people have stronger arm strength, some people have stronger leg strength, some are longer than charging power, and some people are explosive.Even, some people just sharpen it casually, and their strength can be several times stronger than similar ones.And if this difference is magnified, or even exceeds a certain limit, it will also cause mistakes, omissions or deviations in directional guidance.After all, no matter how industrious this old farmer is, there is no guarantee that every tree will survive and grow straight, and no matter how miraculous the baptism of the Kord Temple is, there will still be mistakes, and even some additional circumstances will be born.Therefore, after the baptism of the temple, some ancient Mongolian people will have some strange abilities, and their awakening cannot be said to be a failure, but they are out of the main system of the power of natural favor, and there is less route and possibility to go up, naturally, it cannot be regarded as a success.In fact, the number of awakened people with this kind of gifted power is not small, but because of their limited ability, they are not valued by the Gumeng clan and will not be included in the regular system.For example, Amon's nightmare power.Of course, Kord's temple would not admit this, and the official explanation they gave was that only the most devout believers could receive Kord's bounty.In other words, you don't have the power to awaken the great gifts of your talents, just because you are not religious enough.Well, as long as everything involves the realm of faith, in fact, it has changed from materialism to idealism, beware of all approvals, and all the unthinkable can be taken for granted.In the past, Amon believed this theory, believing that he was punished by God because he was not religious, and once regarded the power of nightmares as a lifelong shame, and did not want to touch it for a long time.And the reason why he later faced up to the nightmare and tried to familiarize himself with this ability was because a certain big man in the temple gave him a revelation that all the hardships you face are tempered by Kord, and in the face of these hardships, the truly strong should not retreat, but rise to the occasion.Well, this actually reflects the attitude of Amon towards the power of nightmares, not familiarity, not mastery, not insight into the truth, but conquest like a stepping stone.It's just this attitude that has determined that he couldn't think calmly, couldn't face all kinds of strange appearances, and couldn't see the huge value contained in them.Thinking a little far, Amon shook his head unconsciously, retracted his gaze, and the cold wind howled, blowing through the window to make his face pale.Taking a deep breath, the cold dipped into his heart, and the light in Amon's eyes froze, and then he was resolute.Striding back, he lay down on the bed, the fur of the bed sinking slightly, bringing softness and warmth.Amon crossed his hands over his chest and looked at the roof, flickering a few times before finally closing slowly."
So, the goldfinger or something, it's all a liar; I can't see the system or anything, and now, the only opportunity I can seize and seek change is this nightmare.In other words, the face must be faced!
”In the next second, just for a second, Amon's breathing had become smooth and regular, as if he had fallen asleep.And in the unknown dream, Amon stood in the midst of nothingness, there was really nothing around him, no city, no wilderness, no stars, not even light, only the silence of the infinite void.Just when Amon was panicking and overwhelmed, in the distance, a little fire flickered and moved quickly.It was so fast, so fast that one second Amon was still wondering, and the next second, the firelight was already dragging the long tail wing, like a line of fire across the sky, to his approach.It was only then that Amon could see clearly that it was actually a horse, a black, majestic nightmare war horse, its four hooves were like fire, burning with raging flames, and the line of fire like a rainbow in the sky was clearly the path it had stepped on.The nightmare warhorse tilted its head slightly, looking at Amon, and there was some doubt in its indifferent dark eyes, but it didn't delve into it, just a long neighing urging.Amon hesitated slightly, but instinct drove him to step forward, and his body was as light as the wind, and he had already floated onto the back of the Nightmare Warhorse.The nightmare war horse did not hesitate, and with another long neigh, its hooves flew over, turned into firelight, and ran away.It only took a few breaths, and the void still neighed and echoed, and I saw that there was a space in the distance that cracked, and the nightmare war horse seemed to have crashed into a void rift and disappeared.In Amon's perception, he only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and when he saw the four directions clearly, he was already in a colorful tunnel.