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Volume 2 295, Invisible Achievements

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    295. Invisible achievements

    The mountain road ahead passes through a small open area between two passes. There are cliffs and rocks on both sides. Thirty people are ambushed in the dense forest!

    There were twenty-four people holding crossbows in their hands. The string had not yet been drawn but the arrows had been nocked. The black arrow shafts and tail feathers were inconspicuous in the shadow of the trees. There was a faint blue sheen on the arrow clusters, as if  It was fed with a huge poison.  This is a powerful crossbow that is forbidden to be owned by the people. The sound made by the bow string is very small and the size of the crossbow arrows is not large, but it can shoot very far and accurately!

    The black crossbow is engraved with divine magic formation patterns. The powerful crossbow string requires a warrior with strong blood to pull it open. Twenty-four crossbowmen are ambushing on both sides of the mountain road, with twelve people on each side.  Looking from the dense forest on the side where Metanzo and Amon were, there was a man lurking on a high place on the other side of the road. He was holding a staff and looking at the whole situation. The vague aura he was giving off turned out to be a great magician!

    Among the crossbowmen, there is also a samurai with a sword lurking there silently. The invisible sense of power turns out to be a great samurai.  There are also three priests among the assassins, two on this side of the road and one on the opposite side.

    Medanzuo took a breath and said: "The magical crossbows ambushed two complete teams, commanded by a great magician, and assisted by two great warriors! What kind of battle is this? Even if it is  Even if I discovered them, it would be impossible to subdue all these assassins quietly."

    Amon nodded: "The location of their ambush is very good. They can monitor each other's situation on both sides of the road. There is a great magician in the middle to guard, two great warriors to protect and support, and three priests to form a detection array. Even if it's me  Even if we take action, it is impossible to deal with them all in one fell swoop. Someone must be able to detect the movement and raise the alarm."

    Metanzo frowned and said: "Are these people here to assassinate Aristotle? Isn't it a bit too exaggerated?"

    Amon also frowned and said: "To assassinate a person, you don't need such a large formation. You can get away with one hit and take advantage of the chaos. The more assassins, the better. Look at this stance, what do they want to do?"

    Metanzo whispered: "Killing people to silence them must be for the sake of killing people and silencing them! Not only do they want to kill Mr. Aristotle, but they also want to not even leave a single person alive in the entire convoy, so that this mission will completely disappear from the world.  "

    Amon nodded and said: "I heard that the guards led by Mr. Aristotle are also two teams with a total of twenty-four knights. The captain of the guard should be a great warrior. If the assassin's purpose is not just for  To assassinate a special envoy is to make the envoy disappear and never return to the Kingdom of Macedonia, so this lineup is understandable."

    Metazord asked again: "It takes at least the strength of a country to send out such an assassination team. Who could they be?"

    Amon reminded: "Look at how those warriors are dressed."

    Medanzo was slightly startled: "They are the costumes of the Kibada people! But I don't think these people are like Kibada warriors. The skin on the faces of real Kibada warriors cannot be so thin, nor can it be on their fingers."  There are signs of wearing several rings, and it is clear that he deliberately pretended to be a Kibadan."

    Amon: "Well, your eyesight is pretty good. So who do you think they will be, Boze people?"

    Medanzo said in confusion: "They clearly want to kill people and silence them. At the same time, they are also prepared for any eventuality. If anyone in the mission can escape and run back to report the news, then the blame will be placed on the Kibadans. But  There is no need for the Boze people to do this. It is meaningless to kill an envoy. If the city-state of Arran truly forms an alliance with Macedonia, the death of the envoy will only arouse their hatred towards the Boze people."

    Amon asked meaningfully: "Then who do you think is most likely to do this? The intelligence is so accurate, and the ambush is so clever? Think of the most unlikely place!"

    Metazord took another breath of air: "Could it be a Yalun person?"

    Amon sighed regretfully: "I signed a covenant and regretted it when I turned around, but I can't openly tear up the covenant and suffer Macedonia's revenge. What should I do? It seems that the only feasible way is to make this covenant  It will never be sent to Macedonia, and the mission will disappear from this world, but no one will know who did it."

    Metazord: "Can the Yalen people be so insidious?"

    Amon: "Is that so? Once these assassins are captured and interrogated, everything will become clear."

    Medanzo quietly pulled out the key of destiny: "Do you want to do it now?"

    Amon shook his head and said: "Don't worry, you are also a general on the battlefield. Let me ask you, under what circumstances can we subdue them all silently? The current formation of mutual warning is not easy to start.  .Although they cannot be our opponents, if the timing is not chosen correctly, they will make this place a mess. They have not assassinated yet,Taking action now is equivalent to a sneak attack on our part.  "

    Medanzo thought for a while and said: "No matter what the situation is, the time you choose should be the most beneficial to you. Then the best opportunity is when Aristotle's convoy enters the ambush circle and they happen to take action.  We attack at the same time."

    Amon nodded and said: "That's it. I'm responsible for the fifteen people over there, including the great magician, and the fifteen here will be left to you. Once you take action, don't give them a chance to fight back, otherwise those  The crossbows in the hands of warriors are troublesome, and shooting randomly may result in accidental damage. As for the safety of Mr. Aristotle, I am responsible for it."

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    Aristotle's convoy entered the mountains. There were three carriages in total. The important supplies carried by the mission were placed on the carriages, and the envoy's servants were also accompanying the carriages.  There were two squads of twenty-four knights escorting them. The captain of the guard, Aisen, was a great warrior. He was supposed to sit in the first car, but after entering the mountain, he followed the second car on horseback. This car  The one sitting in the middle is Aristotle.

    After passing a pass, there are two towering mountains ahead and another pass. This is a small open area with deep mountains and lush forests on both sides.  Eisen suddenly heard Aristotle's voice: "The terrain here is dangerous and it is a good place for an ambush. The cavalry cannot see the situation in the dense forest and cannot rush in on horseback. The assassin can shoot cold arrows while ambushing in the forest."  . Tell everyone to be on guard and pick up your shields."

    Eisen gave an order, and the accompanying knight put on his helmet and picked up his shield.  The cavalrymen wore shields to deflect arrows and protect their vital points when charging. However, they did not hold the heavy shields in their hands when marching, but hung them on the horse's hips and took them off only when fighting.  The same goes for the heavy helmet. It was always very uncomfortable to wear, and it was usually hung on the horse's shoulders when marching.

    The guards were on guard, and Aisen asked with some confusion: "Sir, do you think someone will dare to assassinate you? We have already concluded an alliance with the Arlen people, and it doesn't mean much to cause trouble now, right?"

    Aristotle replied unhurriedly: "There is nothing wrong with being cautious. Although I called on the Jacobite Congress to pass a resolution on alliance, it was because many people could not answer in public when I accused them of colluding with Boze.  Human affairs have to make such a decision. But I can see that those who are really in power in the city-state of Arran are unwilling to surrender to Macedonia. As soon as I leave, some people will regret it. And I have also heard that  , the Bozite envoys arriving in Jaron after I left may put new pressure on the Jaronites to change their minds.¡±

    Aisen was surprised and said: "Does Yalen want to tear up the covenant? This is too fast!"

    Aristotle sighed: "They don't need to tear up the covenant, they just need to pretend that this covenant has never been signed, leaving our mission unknown.  This is just the worst speculation, the possibility of happening  It¡¯s small, but we can¡¯t take it lightly.¡±

    Before he finished speaking, he saw birds startling in the woods on the left. Suddenly, murderous intent filled the air. Twelve black crossbow arrows were shot out with a sharp sound of wind, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.  Fortunately, the knights were on guard with their shields in hand. The crossbow arrows were so powerful that they even cracked the shields and caused some knights to fall off their horses.  There were also knights jumping on their horses to dodge, but their horses were struck by arrows and knocked down by people. The guard team instantly became a mess.

    The attack did not only occur on the left side of the team. The chaos was just a cover-up. Twelve feather arrows were also shot out from the mountain forest on the right side. They were silent as if wrapped in translucent light and shadow. They arrived in the blink of an eye. It was clear that there was a great magician.  Casting coordination.  These twelve arrows were all shot at the carriage in the center of the team. Aisen next to the carriage and Aristotle in the carriage were both targets.

    The great warrior Aisen was also caught off guard. He shouted and drew his sword and swung it out. He could only block four feather arrows attacking him, and one arrow shot at his horse, and another seven arrows shot at the car.  It was too late to stop the arrow.  At this moment, a soft buzzing sound was suddenly heard, and a light blue protective shield appeared out of thin air, protecting the carriage and Eisen outside the car.

    The crossbow arrow shot into the blue light, making a crackling sound like breaking ice. The magical shield was shattered, but the arrow's momentum had slowed down.  Aisen's long sword emitted light and swept through with strong wind, knocking down all twelve feather arrows.

    He was already breaking out in a cold sweat and shouted in a low voice: "Thank you, sir, for saving me. I hope your magic is so good!" Then he shouted to the guards: "Dismount your horse and form a formation, raise your shield and shrink your formation to protect yourself."  Sir, it¡¯s important!¡±

    In this kind of dense forest in the mountains, there is no advantage in riding a horse. The guards dismounted and raised their shields to surround Aristotle's carriage, holding weapons as if facing a powerful enemy.  Judging from the round of crossbow arrows just now, the assassins they encountered were anything but ordinary. The next one would definitely be an overwhelming and thunderous attack. No one knew how many enemies were lurking around.

    However, something strange happened again. The assassins only fired the first round of crossbow arrows, and then disappeared.??, missed the best opportunity to attack, and waited for Aristotle's guards to dismount and prepare a defensive formation, but never took action again.

    Crossbow arrows like that can be fired quickly and continuously. When the knights are in chaos, the cold arrows fired continuously are more threatening and can definitely cause a lot of casualties. What's more, there is a great magician covering and cooperating. How?  Is there no movement?

    Aisen held the long sword in his hand and muttered nervously to himself: "What's going on?"

    There was a person flying out from a distance in the dense forest. The guards were about to launch a counterattack, but they saw the person falling to the ground with his teeth and claws open, and then became motionless. It seemed that he was knocked unconscious and thrown out.  Immediately afterwards, people were thrown out from the dense forest on the other side, one after another, and were thrown neatly on the road.  When the last person was thrown out, he still held the staff in his hand.

    Eisen cried out: "That's Merlin, the high priest of Arlen! Lord Aristotle, your guess is correct. Sure enough, the Arlen people want to assassinate us!  Who? Which expert came to help?"  "

    Aristotle had already lifted the curtain and stepped out of the carriage, bowed forward and said, "I wonder which god has blessed me, this unfortunate human being?"

    At this time, someone laughed and said: "Two old friends were passing by and happened to see an assassin lurking on the roadside. I wanted to help you get it. You didn't hurt anyone. It's a blessing in misfortune."

    With the words, Amon walked out of the dense forest on the right, and Metanzo also came out from the left and followed behind him.  Aisen was stunned, he didn't recognize these two people.  Aristotle also looked surprised, but he was stunned and then regained his composure. He separated from the guards and stepped forward to salute: "So it's you!"

    When Amon was only fourteen years old, Aristotle met him in Duke Town. Later Amon became the general of Eju and guarded the Red Cape defense line, and Aristotle was also in the army.  Nowadays, the sage has silver hair on his temples, while Amon still looks like he is in his early twenties. The appearance of Metanzo next to him has not changed much from that of the past, and Aristotle can recognize it at a glance.

    Aristotle knew very well that the person standing in front of him was a god, and he was the main god believed by the Aeju people today. At this moment, he didn't know what to call him.

    Amon stepped forward and held Aristotle's arm and said: "Sir, you don't have to salute me. It has always been my wish to have the opportunity to repay you. You are also one of the elders I respect most in my life.  !" At the same time, he also said in his soul: "You don't have to think of me as a god. I am the retired General Aiju, a child who grew up in Duke Town, and my name is Amon."

    No need for Amundo to remind Aristotle, Aristotle already understood what he meant.  At this time, Eisen came over and asked: "Master Aristotle, do you know these two heroes?"

    Aristotle turned around and explained: "His name is Amon. He is a friend I made while traveling on the Tianshu Continent, and I watched him grow up.  As for this hero, his name is Metanzo, he was once a  Generals who can conquer and fight well. They came to travel to the Yalun Peninsula and wanted to visit me, but they happened to encounter this incident."

    Amon?  This young man seems to have the same name as the god of Eju!  As for Metanzo's name, Aisen, the great warrior of Macedonia, had never heard of it.

    Aisen also stepped forward to salute and thank him, while feeling shocked in his heart.  Every great achiever in the world is arrogant because they possess magic that is unimaginable by ordinary people, but in front of Amon and Metanzo, Eisen could not be proud at all.  These two people actually killed so many powerful assassins silently. Their methods were amazing!

    Before Amon and Aristotle gave their orders, Aisen stood aside obediently, and the other guards naturally did not dare to speak randomly.

    Amon asked Aristotle in a sincere tone: "We have known each other for a long time. You saved me when I was fourteen years old. At that time, I was still a child who didn't understand anything.  , I also met you after I achieved great achievements. But until you used your magic, I never knew that your magic was so good. You didn't even hold a staff just now. How did you do it?  What about?"

    Aristotle stretched out a hand, spread his fingers, and found a heart of blue water in his palm.  He smiled slightly at Amon and said: "Although I didn't hold the staff, I held this sacred stone in my hand, and used it as an intermediary to cast the water element magic.  Do you still remember? He is the one you used to have in the Cape City State.  A gift from me.¡±

    Before the assassins took action just now, Amon did not take action to alert them. After the crossbow arrows were shot, Amon used a very clever air element disturbance technique to slow down the speed and power of the crossbow arrows flying in the air. Otherwise, those magical arrows would not  There will be no casualties.

    When Aristotle¡¯s carriage came under heavy attack, Amon was also ready to stop it.Those arrows, but Aristotle sitting in the car had already used a blue magical shield to help the great warrior Aisen block those arrows.  This was beyond Amon's expectation. He didn't know it until this moment - it turned out that Aristotle was also a master of divine magic. Judging from the way he held the divine stone to instantly cast magical spells, he had at least an eighth-level achievement.  .

    Amon looked at the blue water heart and said: "If someone tells me that you are also a great magician and I have never known you, I will not be surprised at all. But we have known you for many years.  I have never noticed that you have magical powers. Your achievements can even escape my eyes. This is something I have never encountered before, and I want to know the secret behind it."

    As the Lord of Heaven and one of the most accomplished gods on this continent, Amon actually wanted to ask a mortal for advice.  This was not humility, but a genuine request for advice, and he was faced with a situation he had never seen before.  No great magician in the world can escape Amon's divine eyes. Even if he cannot judge how powerful his power is and how clever his methods are, he can at least detect traces from his breath.

    But he never realized that Aristotle knew magic, let alone that he was such a great magician.  The assassin in front of him has become a trivial matter. This unexpected discovery is something Amon must understand.

    Aristotle frowned slightly, but still smiled and replied: "You have never noticed that I am a great achiever. There may be two reasons. One is that you respect me and will not use detection recklessly.  Magic to spy on me; and another reason may be because I forgot."

    Medanzuo interjected curiously: "What, you forgot it yourself? What does this mean?"

    Aristotle explained: "Although I have that magical power, it is not what I asked for. I only regard myself as a person who spreads thinking, and never use magic to prove anything. I don't need to use it."  I don¡¯t know how to use it when I use it, and I don¡¯t think of myself as a magician at all. This is true forgetfulness, and I don¡¯t even think about it.¡±

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