"Among, I will never give you the divine fire even if I die." Feeling that his divine fire was almost controlled by Among, Atum had a thought of death in his mind, and immediately let go of the clamped lightning sword and let it slash at him.

"No!" As Azlar's sword splits Atum's head and is about to slash Atum's heart, Amon no longer retains his strength and exerts the power he found in the divine fire of the sun over the years. A light instantly bursts out from his body, covering a range of ten miles. Under the cover of the light, the time in the entire space stagnates. The flying gravel, Azlar's sword, the golden blood sprayed by Atum, and even the wind flowing in the air, all stopped in this space. The only one who can move is Amon.

Although Amon was able to move in this time seal he created, the power he needed seemed to be very huge, his face turned red, his veins floated up, and his movements were as slow as the old man. After he had just moved Atum's body a little, making Azlar's lightning sword unable to directly slash Atum's heart, the power of the time seal had reached its limit and instantly dispersed. All the things that could not be completed continued to happen, but the ending was different.

Seeing that his sword was about to slash at the target, Azlar also showed a successful smile on his face, but just after a ray of light, Atum's body miraculously moved back half a foot without any warning in front of him, causing his attack to fade. Although he failed to slash Atum's divine fire, the power attached to the lightning sword still brought considerable damage to the other party. Atum's body was scattered under the impact of lightning and black light, only

The heart was preserved under the protection of Amon's power. However, in order to protect Atum's divine fire from damage, Amon, who had just used his full strength to seal the time and had not fully recovered, had to face the impact of Azlar's power directly. The scattered lightning and black light hit Amon like a sword. Even his body with a thousand hammers for hundreds of years could not completely block it. Some black light rushed into Amon's body, causing him to suffer significant internal injuries.

After swallowing the blood that was about to be spit out, Amon's face turned particularly pale, but a smug smile appeared on his face, as if the injuries in his body were just a minor injury that had nothing to do with the overall situation. He took advantage of the fact that Azlar had already received before launching the second round of attacks and put the Atum divine fire that had already been obtained into his body. Since there was also Atum's divine consciousness, he had no time to refine it, so he could only separate the Atun divine fire that had been integrated into his own. Although he could only exert half of his strength now and was injured, he felt as if he had mastered the overall situation and did not take Azlar's threat at all.

Although Amon's expression seemed very relaxed, Azlar, who had a good understanding of his own power, was not deceived. He knew Amon's current physical condition very well, and felt that this was a good opportunity to completely subdue Amon. If Amon could join Islam, then the power of Islam would be raised to a higher level. Thinking of this, he raised the sword in his hand and said to Amon: "Amon.la, I didn't want to be an enemy of you. It's just that you are greedy, so you will give me this opportunity. If you are..."

"You're talking too much nonsense." Before Azlar finished speaking, Amon, who had gathered enough strength, jumped toward the golden scroll not far away with a layer of sand. Obviously, he knew very well that his current strength could not compete with Azlar, unless he let go of suppression of Atum, but in that case, he might be backfired by Atum. So he gave up the idea of ​​conflicting with Azlar head-on, and decided to try to use sneak attacks to grab the golden scroll, then escape from here and hide, and wait until he completely merged with three Egyptian sun god fires before coming out.

Unfortunately, Azlar is not the kind of small character who can fool around casually. When Ammon's figure was activated, Azlar had already noticed it. He immediately used lightning speed to rush forward to the golden scroll, grabbed the golden scroll on the ground. At the same time, the long sword in his hand followed the trend and slashed towards Ammon who was rushing towards him.

Seeing that Jin Juan did not succeed, Amon did not stop, hugged his hands together, and a ball of light burst out instantly. While blocking the sword of lightning, it also disturbed Azlar's vision, and used the power of Azlar's sword to prepare to escape to the distance. Azlar, who was fascinated by the eyes of the light, did not expect Amon to use this technique, nor did he expect Amon to have no intention of fighting at all. He couldn't help but curse in his heart, and used his sword to force the light around him to continue chasing.

However, no one expected that when Amon had already flew out for two or three miles, a sudden change occurred. A huge blood-red figure suddenly emerged from the desert under Amon's feet, blocking him in front of him. At the same time, the thick arms of the figure, like a marble pillar, moved, clamped him between a pair of vermilion giant palms, and slapped his palms together.

After a loud "Boom!", a force burst out from the middle of his palm, sinking the desert within a radius of ten miles to more than ten meters, forming a huge sand pit. Although Azlar, who was flying in the air, did not directly bear this force, he was still beaten to the wrong way, and his whole body fell from the air and was pressed to the ground tightly.

Amon was even more uncomfortable when he was at the rush. Although he used spells in time to turn himself into a ball of light without form, the oscillation of power still hurt him. A strange force came from the vermilion palm, rushing into his body and integrating into his divine fire. The killing intention in the strange power hit his mind, causing him to gradually become blurred, and at the same time weakened his control of the divine fire. The Atum Divine Fire, which was suppressed by him, took the opportunity to counterattack and wanted to control Amon. Who would have thought that this power seemed to be contagious? When Atum touched Amon's divine fire, he was also attacked by this killing aura, blurring his consciousness. However, just when the minds of both were blurred, three groups of divine fires of the same origin actually showed signs of fusion, and Amon's body did not return to its original state, and still maintained a dazzling light.
Chapter completed!