Amun's statement that he almost died was not a lie.Whether it is the siege of the Wind Blade wolf leopard group caused by Celia's northland storm in the wasteland, or the aftermath of the battle between the white dragon and the frost giant, whether it is the death battle of the ogre tribe, or the hundred miles of pursuit by Sherman and Geyson.It's just a journey, he has faced many life and death crises, and he has sensed the approach of death more than once, but he has never felt the sinister of people's hearts like this time.To be precise, the dark sword from behind his back, he actually couldn't dodge.Even though he had exploded his dragon power to the limit and twisted his body hard, he was still a little slower.It's just that at the last moment, the red dragon Otras's perception of danger automatically appeared and blocked this blow for him.But this is the border of Ordian City, he just accidentally passed by, encountered a robbery, and almost lost his life.Open guns are easy to dodge, but hidden arrows are difficult to defend.It really gave him a good social lesson.Looking at it now, the middle-aged wolf knight had actually noticed Amon's calculations a long time ago, and he allowed the remnants of the mercenaries to gather and retreat, seemingly adjusting his formation and forming an encirclement, but in fact, it was just to create an opportunity for the shadows.At this time, Amon, in addition to the fear of near-death, was more of a rising anger, and the rapidly beating heart drove the flow of blood and dragon power, and even the anger in his heart seemed to be about to burn.Click!
With the force of five fingers, the neck of the assassin who was in mid-air by Amanti was directly twisted, and the crisp sound of bone cracking was like a cold wind in the wasteland, transmitting his tyranny to all sides.Dropping the corpse casually, Amon looked at the middle-aged wolf knight, and a penetrating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You, in fact, don't know what kind of terrible enemy you have provoked.So, you can go to death!
”Before he could finish speaking, Amon threw out a throwing axe.The buzzing axe has turned into a fierce wind and swept down, and the target is the middle-aged wolf knight.The wolf knight is a kind of light cavalry, using wolf beasts as mounts, and the pursuit is never a frontal charge, but speed and agility.Their fighting methods are more based on fighting and stalking, which can be described in eight words as the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I fight, provoking them, it is like sticking kraft candy on their bodies, they can't be killed, but they can't get rid of it.So in the face of the axe attack, without the command of the middle-aged robber, the wolf under him had already jumped up extremely sensitively, and with a weird back jump, he turned around, and hid in the formation of the hungry wolf group.But when the middle-aged wolf knight turned his head to look again, his eyes were round and unbelievable.It was just a throwing axe, but it had unimaginable terrifying power, and everywhere it passed, whether it was a human or a goblin, whether it was a weapon or a shield, it was all ruthlessly torn apart, blood splattered, and stumps were all over the sky.The encirclement of the hungry wolf group is not thick, but in the face of this flying axe, it is so thin, it is chiseled through, and everywhere it passes, there is a wail.But before the middle-aged wolf knight could react, Amon chased after him with a battle axe, and his method was extremely simple, that is, to charge, jump, and cut down with an axe.There is no so-called combat skill at all, so he slashed down with such an unreasonable axe, and with the blessing of terrible power, he was stunned to split a shield knife hand that blocked him, and even the shield and scimitar were split in half.Amon's speed is not fast, in the encirclement, there are all enemies, and he can't get up, but his goal is very clear, that is, the leader of this group of hungry wolves, the wolf knight Buckron.He was so focused on his target, axe after axe, and everywhere he passed, there was no enemy.The wolf knight Bacron's face was black and the bottom of the pot was fighting, he had already changed three positions, but Amon still didn't give up, but the encirclement was stirred up and was about to fall apart.Buckron knew that this would not work, and if Amon was not tired like this, the hungry wolf group would have to collapse first, but his courage to strike was melted clean like snow in summer after Amon encountered a troll.That's a troll warrior, the most survivable monster in the wasteland, with a perverted physique and strength, and a tailor-made weapon, the mace, but in front of Amon, it's just a three-plate axe.In the first blow, the axe and mace collided head-on, and the troll fell directly to the ground.In the second blow, the mace came out of his hand, rebounded, and smashed into the troll's face, and his face bloomed.The third blow, an axe chop, directly struck the head.The troll died, and the wolf knight Buckron finally lost all his courage, and with a wolf howl, the whole group of hungry wolves scattered.Amon still refused to give up, and chased after about a kilometer with his tomahawk before stopping, the speed of the wolf knight was beyond his reach, and he really couldn't catch up!
But it made it impossible for him to vent the anger that had been simmering in his heart, and he roared in the sky like a dragon's long hiss, echoing under the vast sky.Buckron, who had already slowed down and was thinking about whether to use kite tactics to fight, heard the roar, unconsciously trembled, raised his speed again, and left as fast as he could, never daring to turn back.A raid ended in such a hurry, and in the rear, a group of remnants of mercenaries were stunned, until Amon returned, they were still terrified, and they didn't even dare to look Amon in the eyes.Half a day later, he was on the road again, and on the road to the city of Ordian, there was a strange sight.Amon was alone, carrying a battle axe and carrying a suitcase, walking slowly, not fast.In the rear, a hundred meters away, a group of more than thirty mercenaries followed closely, they had plenty of horses, but they didn't think about speeding up, not that they couldn't, but they didn't dare.The battle half a day ago really scared these mercenaries, even if Amon saved them, but the rage of his battle made them feel uneasy.In addition, there was a traitor among them, so they didn't dare to get too close, for fear that Amon would be unhappy and kill directly.It's just that after all, there is still no fear, and the young man who was saved by Amon carried a pot of water and dried meat, and quickly chased after him, following not far from Amon's side, and said with some nervousness: "Pavilion, Your Excellency, can you please use some food and water?"
”Amon didn't stop, he just turned his head to look at the water bladder and food handed over, and then looked at the young man's still somewhat green face, and said, "What's your name?"
”"Rog, my name is Rog, I'm from Ordian City, and I'm a wasteland guide."
The boy replied simply: "The wasteland guide?
”Amon knows this profession, and to put it bluntly, he is an old man who leads the way in the wasteland.But not everyone has Amon's resources and can obtain a mature map of the distribution of magical beasts and trade routes from Kelmar City, and not everyone has his strength to dare to walk alone in the wasteland.In fact, most caravans traveling in the wasteland will find one or two people who are familiar with the distribution of demonic beasts in the wasteland and are good at positioning and tracking to lead the way, which is the so-called wasteland guide.And in the major cities of the Northland, it is almost an essential profession.Just looking at Rogge's young face, Amon raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's an apprentice, right?"
”"Huh?"
Rogge's face fell: "How did Your Excellency know?"
”"Nonsense, if any caravan wants to hire you only as a hairy boy, and then dare to enter the wasteland, it will be a long life!"
After laughing, Amon looked serious: "Okay, let me ask you a few questions, and you answer honestly?"
”Rogge nodded: "Your Excellency, you ask, I know everything, and I have no end to it." ”"Where did you come from this caravan?
Where to go?
What kind of cargo is being shipped?
Which family do you belong to?
How many people are guarding this time?
How many were killed in battle?
How many are left?
Where did they all come from?
”A series of questions made Rogge a little stunned, he didn't expect that the strong man in front of him was still interested in their caravan.Just before he could turn his mind and answer, another old voice sounded from the side: "These questions are answered by the old man, okay?"
”The one who spoke was an old man with gray temples, looking at him, somewhat similar to Rogge, but he looked extremely old, he was short and strong, although his muscles were not reduced, but he was hunchbacked, and his eyes were narrowed into a slit, as if he couldn't see anything clearly.When Rogge saw the old man, he immediately greeted him, helped the old man's arm, and said, "Grandpa, why are you here?"
”The old man waved his hand slightly, and instead of answering Rogge's words, he continued to look at Amon and said, "It seems that Your Excellency has seen something?"
”Amon also did not deny it: "I have some doubts, but I don't know the inside story, so I listened attentively." ”