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  The Uruk army retreated quietly last night, pulling up their tents and leaving the battlefield spotless. Ammon had just woken up and didn't understand the situation yet, but after hearing the news, he sat there in a daze for half a day. He had witnessed Enkidu's death with his own eyes and Gilgamesh's desperate rescue attempt, and at this moment, he could empathize with the city lord's feelings.

  Gilgamesh's heroic spirit dissipated, and for a time he was disheartened and depressed, leaving with a heavy heart and severe injuries.

  The generals thought that the commander's injury had not yet recovered, and he still felt a bit dizzy, so no one spoke again for a while. Several great mages simultaneously cast blessing spells on him. In fact, the four great mages in the army had taken turns treating Amun last night, and the commander's injuries were already beyond treatment, only needing rest to recover.

  "Amon waved his hand and said, 'Everyone has worked hard, I'm fine, no need to waste any more magic.' Then he inquired about the withdrawal of the Uruk army, including what was left behind at the camp, how the troops retreated, and how the military formation was organized. Finally, he gave several orders."

  In the great war, the five legions of Horus, Isis, Anhur, Set and Geb were restored to their original formations, allowing each legion commander to reorganize his troops. At this point, it became clear that the military was not in good order, except for the newly arrived and weakest Geb legion, which had only suffered minor losses in the final battle, while the other legions had lost half of their strength after a series of prolonged battles.

  Ahmon himself still serves as the commander of the Anra Army, staying in Hongjia Town to recover from his injuries. The previous commander, John, was seriously injured and has not yet returned to the front lines. Gabriel was temporarily appointed to lead the Anra Army, following the withdrawal route of the Uruk Army, escorting them out of the country. Isis and the Holrus Army flanked and covered both sides, ready to converge and strike if they encountered any enemies.

  Rodick led the remnants of the Sett army, organizing the retreat of civilians to their homes. The Geb military corps was responsible for receiving the entire army and organizing logistics. Amun's order was clear: if the Uruk army withdrew from Eg on its own, do not engage in battle, and follow Anira's advance beyond the national border, watching them leave in the desert.

  Amon didn't want to fight anymore, and Gilgamesh was the same. Anyway, whether or not they fought, the Uruk army would withdraw, so why bother to start a battle that would only add to the casualties? If pushed too hard, Gilgamesh might come back to his senses and launch a desperate counterattack, which would be even more disadvantageous for Amon. The Uruk army's formation was not in disarray, they were just retreating, not fleeing.

  Amon dispatched a large army to escort the Uruk troops out of the territory, while Rod and Dick sent their subordinates to follow up and clean up the lost land, with many post-battle tasks to be done. Amon also ordered two documents to be sent out: one was a report to Pharaoh in the rear to announce the "victory", and the other was actually a condolence letter to the Uruk troops to mourn the death of Enkidu, the first warrior on the continent, while comforting Gilgamesh at the same time.

  The secretary was startled by the commander's order, and although he was skilled in various literary styles, he did not know how to write this document. He asked the commander for clarification. Amun replied expressionlessly: "No matter who the opponent is, Enkidu died on the battlefield, he is a respectable warrior. If there were such warriors in our legion, how would you write their eulogy? Except for those flattering words to the gods, just write whatever you want."

  The secretary's face was bitter, but he didn't dare ask more questions. Rode Dick happened to take over the conversation and said: "Commander, let me handle this matter. It won't damage your dignity with the Empire of Egu, nor will it show the proper temperament."

  Rod Dick wrote a poem of mourning, praising Enkidu's strength and bravery, and mentioning his important achievements in life. He had it engraved on a gold plate and sent it to the Uruk military camp with an envoy. The pure gold book board was engraved with a eulogy, which is the most solemn form of condolence between nobles.

  Some nobles died, and their descendants may have been in financial difficulties. Such condolences were also a form of disguised assistance. The gold plate symbolized the ancestors' achievements, even if they had committed some offense and their property was confiscated, these things would not be taken away. Some descendants might not dare to melt the gold plate into gold for use, so when sending the gold plate, it was placed on a gold tray, even if the gold plate was kept, the tray was also a large sum of money.

  It has become the most solemn ritual for mourning among the nobles, and some people may use this as an opportunity to bribe, while others have no demands on the deceased's family, but only express their sincere condolences. Now Rodick is doing so for Amun, even though Enkai doesn't need these gold coins anymore, he should still receive such respect.

  Amon had fought Enki three times and was not victorious, each time narrowly escaping with his life. Although Enki is now dead, he remains the strongest and most worthy opponent Amon has ever faced in his lifetime.

  As for the scribe's dispatch to Pharaoh, it was naturally a masterpiece of eloquence and literary flair, with two versions written in sacred script and secular writing respectively, differing slightly in content and format. Under the protection of the great god Horus, the Egyptian army fought valiantly, repelling the powerful Uruk troops, slaughtering countless enemies, and defeating Gilgamesh's army, causing them to abandon their armor and helmets.

  That arrogant warrior Enkidu died of the gods' wrath.

  General Amun, the commander-in-chief, personally led the vanguard in the final battle and was the first to launch a charge. His fighting spirit and bravery inspired the gods, who descended with curses and punishments, striking down Enki in the great war. General Amun suffered severe injuries but continued to command at the front lines until victory was won, only then spitting up blood and fainting.

  It's not necessary for the scribe to deliberately publicize it, and tens of thousands of soldiers have witnessed what happened on the battlefield with their own eyes. All kinds of speculation had already spread in the army. Horus indeed appeared when both Amun and Enki were fighting, as for the black vortex and thunder later, it should also be a divine sign, which can only be explained by the fact that the legion commander Amun summoned the gods with his burning will to fight!

  After the two great wars with the Hatti army and the Uruk corps, Amun's prestige in the Egou army was unmatched for a time, and his reputation even spread to various countries on the continent. After the three decisive battles with the Uruk Corps, this commander-in-chief could actually summon the gods and become an existence like a military god in the hearts of the Egou generals! Especially in the Anya corps, Amun's personal prestige had surpassed that of the gods in an invisible way.

  The Uruk legion retreated quickly, leaving the border line and crossing the desert back to the city-state of Uruk. The Anra legion not only pushed across the border but also deep into the desert before turning back. Such a result was naturally seen as a great victory by Pharaoh Ramses II!

  The Pharaoh also sent an envoy to inquire whether he could take advantage of the retreat of the Uruk army and make a surprise attack across the desert, punishing their aggressive behavior. Fortunately, the Pharaoh only inquired and did not directly order it, so he was not completely confused. The frontline generals unanimously petitioned the Pharaoh to stop while they were ahead.

  After a long battle, the soldiers are exhausted and the generals are worn out. They urgently need to rest and recover. When the enemy was strong and pressing in on our borders, we could still rally and fight back, but now that the powerful enemy has been severely damaged and retreated, it is really impossible to launch another expedition in a short period of time. It's not just the frontline generals who disagree with continuing the expedition, even the high-ranking officials around Pharaoh are opposed to it. This battle has already saved face for the Egyptian Empire; if the expedition were to fail, that would be a truly disastrous loss of national strength.

  Seeing no one supporting him, the Pharaoh himself could not possibly take to the field and had to abandon this idea, instead ordering a grand celebration ceremony to be held in the city-state of Cape.

  The war is over, and the officers are eager to return home as soon as possible. In this month before the Uruk troops withdrew from the territory of Balen, Amun was still exercising his duties as commander-in-chief on the battlefield. However, he didn't bother to take care of things anymore, using the excuse of nursing his wounds to stay in Hongjia Town and not following the main army to the border line.

  In the military, there are divine officers. With Amun's current prestige and status, he can even call upon the Great Divine Technique "9-Coin Rotation" to heal himself, but his injuries aren't easily curable. He isn't sick or in pain, his body is perfectly fine, and even the most advanced healing techniques can only make him more alert and healthy, which as a great warrior, he already is.

  Kaamon, however, had lost his power. It wasn't the feeling of exhausting his magical abilities or overexerting himself, nor was it the kind of fatigue and weakness that came from overextending his physical strength and energy. As a great warrior, he still maintained his robust physique and agile movements, with physical strength and endurance far surpassing those of ordinary people. As a great magician, his perception had become even more acute than before, and he could still cultivate as usual. The achievements he had obtained not only hadn't disappeared but had instead become even more profound.

  What is meant by profundity refers to Ah Mon being able to feel in his daily walking, sitting and lying down the sensations that he used to only have during divine technique meditation. This is a realm that can only be reached by an 8th level divine technique practitioner. Only then can one instantaneously release high-level divine techniques at will.

  However, on the other hand, apart from detecting divine techniques and sensing abilities, Armon couldn't muster even a bit of magical power. Apart from his own physical strength, Armon also couldn't communicate or manipulate the energy between heaven and earth as he normally did. He had lost the incredible powers that he had always relied on, it felt like a small bird that was used to flying but suddenly found itself without wings and could only walk with its legs.

  Amon was perplexed, all this happened after Enqi's death.

  When the black vortex tore open the sky, his strange sensory ability was in a state of loss of control, and he was too focused on studying everything that happened on the battlefield, so much so that he exhausted his magic and got injured. And now that he's healed from his injuries, his powers haven't recovered, could it be that he suffered some kind of strange, unknown injury?

  Everyone says that Enkidu died from the god's punishment, but Amun saw more and had even more questions. If Horus could have annihilated Enkidu like this, then when he first appeared with a huge Griffin, he wouldn't have been struck down by Enkidu's sword, greatly damaging the morale of the Egyptian army.

  Enkidu's last words were to Gilgamesh: "This is not the god's curse, but the verdict of fate!" Amun pondered the meaning within.

  Unfortunately, he couldn't get the answer and didn't know when his power would recover. He still persisted in his daily meditation practice as usual, feeling that he had broken through a level of realm but was unable to use his abilities. This situation made Amun think of his own humble origins, just like the poor people in Duketown.

  Nowadays, Ah Meng is knowledgeable and experienced, no longer the ignorant rural boy who understood things. He has many thoughts when recalling past events. The former Duketown should be one of the richest places on the mainland. Even a miner in tattered clothes can be compared to a wealthy merchant in Beichengbang, but they have money that cannot buy corresponding things.

  The town of Du Ke, enclosed in the wilderness, is extremely lacking in materials and has very poor land. The merchants who transport goods there can only bring some civilian supplies, and it's impossible to talk about wealth and luxury. A bottle of wine there costs dozens of times more than outside, and apart from wine, meat, and clothing, there are no other commodities. Miners only have a large amount of divine stone, and they are not allowed to leave without permission.

  Amon walked out of Duke Town, but today he seemed to have entered a strange cycle and faced the same situation again. As the Grand General of the Empire, he had received the heaviest rewards, with vast territories and prestige that shocked the mainland, gaining both fame and wealth, and being envied by others. However, under this unparalleled glory, he was in the greatest distress.

  The power that has supported him so far is not these positions and wealth, but the exploration of becoming a divine being, unlocking the secrets of the gods. Not long ago, he had confirmed that his attempts were correct, and the path was under his feet, but now he faces an unknown test. Amun once again feels that the secret of the gods has not been fully unlocked by him, and Enkidu's words to Gilgamesh are also a hint for him.

  Amon's thoughts on this matter may be premature, at least until he gets rid of his current predicament. The biggest trouble he faces is the danger to himself, and although he is now high above, he has lost the power to protect himself, making his surroundings seem fraught with crisis. In the past, Amon was fearless in the face of any adversity, but what about now? Can a powerless Amon still lead his people back home, when he can't even protect himself, does he still have this ability?

  No matter who is in this situation, it's hard to avoid overthinking, and Armon is no exception. With a unified body and mind, Armon felt that kind of fusion, which can change a person. So at this moment, would he lose his former self? The night before going to see Pharaoh, Armon was still meditating quietly under the starlight, looking calm and peaceful, but actually feeling somewhat uneasy.

  Ah Meng felt uneasy in his heart, and even with his eyes closed, he felt the twinkling of the stars on the sky was unstable. He finally let out a sigh and slowly opened his eyes, then saw Xue Dingyuan crouching in front of him.

  Amun didn't reach out to hug it, thinking of the cat's divine identity, he was always a bit embarrassed, after all, it was a goddess, and she had been hugged in his arms for several years. Xue Dingxiao spoke up:

  "Ah Mon, your soul is filled with confusion, was it En Qi's death that made you feel frustrated?"

  Amon sighed, "Kagura once said that as a warrior, Enki was the most hopeful existence to surpass humanity. He was so strong, yet he still perished. How can it not make one's heart cold? The proud Gilgamesh witnessed Enkidu's death and lost his will to fight. I can understand him very well."

  Xue Dingyuan said slowly, "No one knows better than I what you're thinking and doing. I know all your secrets. You're searching for the path to becoming a divine being. Nietzsche and Bell gave you initial guidance, and in your solitary exploration, you finally saw hope. But Enkei's death was a blow to you, and now you're wondering if you should bear the same fate?"

  Amon nodded silently and said, "Yes, I won't hide it from you! Being able to have a direct conversation with your soul like this is probably the only ability I have left. I've lost my supernatural powers."

  The cat tilted its head and looked at him with a hint of tone:

  "Amon, is there anything you'd like to ask me? Don't think about it, just say what's the biggest question on your mind."

  Amun: "I'm thinking about what Enki said before he died, what is the judgment of fate?"

  Xue Dingyuan's body hair stood on end, and his body seemed to tremble slightly before he replied: "It is the true self that you must face. It cannot deceive anyone. That is the decision of fate, the judgment of doomsday. Ah Meng, you don't need to think about it, just go find your own path. Even if you understand it clearly, it's impossible to take that step."

  Ammon looked puzzled and asked: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

  Xue Dingyan: "Humans are prisoners of life, this is the prisoner's dilemma. If someone tells you that not eating is the path to eternal life, what would you do?"

  Amun smiled wryly and said, "First of all, I mustn't starve to death. It's meaningless to talk about this."

  The cat's expression was also like a human, with a bitter smile: "So you don't have to ask, I once hinted to Bell, and Bell should have hinted to Nietzsche, and Nietzsche should have hinted to you. If you remember what Nietzsche said, that's enough... The power you've cultivated must face the choices of today, which is also one of the tests of fate. To become a divine spirit, you must first answer a question: who are you, really? Are you just that power?"

  Upon hearing Xue Dingyuan's words, Ah Mon suddenly recalled the old madman's last message in the Earth's Pupil: "To become a great magician, you will possess unprecedented power that integrates with your body and mind as if born with it. But one day, you may face a dilemma: is everything you own really you? If someone else also possesses all this, who are they? Why are you yourself? And if you lose all this, will you also lose yourself?" This was the last hint I could give you; sorry that I couldn't teach you more. Good luck, kid!

  This is clearly a description of his current situation, and also a hint on how to face it. Nietzsche's greatest achievement in his life was the eighth-level magician, he obviously experienced this test, which is also the last instruction he can leave for Amun. However, strangely, there is no similar clear record in the Isis Temple's divine cultivation classics.

  Armon closed his eyes, silently pondering the meaning of Nietzsche's words for a long time, while Xue Dingye crouched in front of him, watching him. When the sky was slightly bright, Armon finally opened his eyes, stretched out his hand as usual and picked up Xue Dingye, stroking its fluffy back: "Thank you, although I don't know how to recover my strength, at least my soul is no longer restless."

  This time, Xue Dingyuan felt embarrassed instead. He twisted his body and jumped out of Ah Mon's arms, shook himself and slipped away. His voice was still echoing in Ah Mon's mind: "I reminded you, the breakthrough that welcomes success is the test to be faced. I don't know whether to congratulate you or comfort you. You are clear about the danger that lies ahead."

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