The Phantom Lady was slightly surprised by what Pei Ziyun said, and she asked curiously, "Oh?

"The Greeks suffered a great defeat, which would satisfy the humiliated Achilles, and give him a reasonable reason for the return of the king. Pei Ziyun said.

Without this rational reason, it would have been impossible for Achilles to help the Greeks again. ”

"But during this period, all the time, the blood of the Greeks was shed. ”

"Now that Achilles refuses to go back, the Greeks may continue to bleed, and the situation is getting worse and worse, and the gods who are on the side of the Greeks have limited patience and affection. ”

said this cautiously, Pei Ziyun did not say that I knew the inside story, but just calculated according to the common sense of mortals.

The phantom lady listened to Pei Ziyun's analysis, nodded constantly, and obviously agreed with his statement, she said: "Thetis's affection is being consumed, Zeus (Zeus) has not shown much patience now, but because Thetis is still pleading, looking at Thetis's affection, Zeus still gave Achilles a little time." ”

"You are right, if Achilles dragged on any longer, not only would the Greek coalition be disgusted with him, but the gods who supported the Greeks, Hera, Athena, and Poseidon, would feel even worse about Achilles, and some would even have a bad feeling. ”

In their view, it was Achilles' refusal to go to war that led the Greeks to their current situation, but with Zeus's warning, the gods did not act rashly. ”

"Achilles is dying step by step, although he has little chance of survival. The Phantom Lady also pronounced Achilles' death sentence, but it was only a matter of time, and she said meaningfully: "Achilles is now procrastinating every day, and he is rapidly consuming the blessings of fate. ”

"Not just people, but gods. ”

The Phantom Lady said a new word, the blessing of fate, which Pei Ziyun had never heard of before, and couldn't help but think about it, knowing that this word might involve some unknown insiders of this world.

Achilles has always had the possibility of becoming a god, and the blessing should be very great, but Zeus deliberately let him consume it, and consumed it step by step until he died.

"Or is this the reason why the war has been fought for many years?" Pei Ziyun thought secretly.

Achilles is a hidden danger to Zeus, but fate is not consumed, and he will not die.

Zeus let the Battle of Troy be fought for so many years, slowly consuming the fate of Achilles, even if Achilles has the blessing of becoming a god, it will be consumed after so many years, and then it will be his death.

The more Pei Ziyun thought about it, the more he felt that there was this possibility, it was reasonable for Zeus to cut off a human hero without such a complicated way, but it was just this complicated way that could only show that the fate of these heroes was being consumed.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the Phantom Lady say, "But Paris, you have killed so many heroes, and although you have been justified every time, you have aroused the disgust of some gods. ”

"There's no way around it. Pei Ziyun smiled bitterly, the true intention of killing these heroes could not be told to Lady Phantom, but in order to obtain the bloodline of these heroes to increase their strength, they had to do so.

"Dear Madam, we are at war, either they kill me or I kill them, although these things need to be vigilant, but I have to do this. ”

"Now I'm only worried about the final fate - ma'am, can you help me?"

The final fate that Pei Ziyun said was, of course, at the end of the Battle of Troy, when the gods no longer needed him and wanted to take his life.

"If you are willing to help me kill the possibility of a fate, I will help you once. The Phantom Lady was not surprised to hear this, she groaned and threw a decoy, but did not say what the possibility of this fate was.

"The possibility of fate?" Pei Ziyun also groaned, originally he thought that this one was related to Gaia, after all, he felt a certain aura of Gaia, but now it seems that she has more to do with fate.

The possibility of fate made Pei Ziyun suddenly think of the bronze dragon in "World of Warcraft", who can interfere with the timeline and is the guardian of the normal history of the world, and Nozdorm and his heirs have taken on the responsibility of protecting history from being tampered with.

The timeline and the fate line are closely linked, and I may have crossed the timeline last time, so what is the fate possibility this time?

Just thinking about it, the system prompt came.

A plum quickly appeared in front of him, and quickly enlarged, turning into a transparent data frame with a faint sense of light, with text displayed on it.

"Mission: Answer the call of the Phantom Lady to obtain three drops of divine blood for your next destiny journey. ”

"Dear Madam, I will help you. Pei Ziyun looked at the system task and said, although he didn't know what the fate possibility was, but the system's task had come out and he had to agree.

The Phantom Lady nodded in satisfaction and said, "This time you must rush to the battlefield, you will have a chance to obtain the blood of the gods." ”

"Go, get it, and I'll give you a tailwind to get you back quickly and join the key battlefields. ”

After saying that, a sea breeze rose on the sea, and the battleship shot in the direction of Troy like an arrow from the string.

The Phantom Lady unleashed the tailwind, and her figure slowly disappeared into the deck of the battleship.

Pei Ziyun had long been accustomed to the way she came and went, and he didn't feel surprised, but just groaned: "Three drops of divine blood?"

Camp of the Greeks

The Greeks had relinquished most of their control and were holding on to the last line of defense.

Agamemnon, having yielded to Achilles to no avail, had to personally lead the Greek heroes and soldiers in the resistance.

The fierce fighting continued, the Greeks had no way back, and the Trojans saw the dawn of victory, and each side was trying to consume the other as best they could.

Agamemnon was the commander of the Greek coalition army, and he rarely made a move, so many people ignored that he was also a powerful hero, at this time, wearing battle armor and carrying a spear, he organized the Greeks to resist and personally assassinated the Trojans.

"Die!" The spear waved, and the soldiers of Troy and the Captain of the Ten were no match at all, and he killed several of them in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the sons of Antenor, Iphidamas and Koon, rushed over.

"It's Agamemnon, kill him!" they saw Agamemnon's figure, and they excitedly took their weapons and killed him, and if they could kill Agamemnon, it would be the greatest glory.

Agamemnon, of course, saw the hero of Troy, and as Iphidamas and Koon rushed forward, he hurled his spear at Koon.

"Phew. The spear pierced the sky and appeared in front of Koon.

Antenor's son, Koon, was also a mighty hero, and in the face of the unexpected spear, he struggled to the side, narrowly avoiding the spear thrown by Agamemnon.

At this time, Iphidamus had rushed to Agamemnon, raised his spear and stabbed it at Agamemnon's waist, and Agamemnon, who had just thrown the spear, did not even have time to resist.

But the goddess of fate seemed to favor Agamemnon, and the tip of Iphidamas's spear pierced Agamemnon's belt, only to hear a "snap" and break.

Agamemnon broke out in a cold sweat and would not let go of this opportunity, grabbed the spear with his left hand, pulled it hard, and snatched it away, while his right hand drew his long sword from his waist and slashed at the neck of the frightened Iphidamus.

"Poof. Agamemnon's sword slashed at Iphidamus's neck, and blood splattered everywhere, and half of his neck was severed and he fell.

"Iphidamas!" Koron rushed over and angrily stabbed a spear that stabbed Agamemnon in the arm near his elbow.

Agamemnon felt a sharp pain, and the blood stained the sleeves of his shirt red where he was stabbed, and before he could think about it, he reflexively slashed his sword, and retreated, dodging the slash.

"Die" Agamemnon took a spear and threw it, but this time Koon didn't have time to dodge, hit him in the chest, and fell to his brother's corpse and died.

Agamemnon killed, but he did not dare to fight, he was wounded and needed to be treated, otherwise, his combat power would be damaged, and it would be easy for the enemy to take advantage of it on the battlefield.

"Retreat, go to the doctor Phoon. Agamemnon immediately commanded, jumped into his chariot and left the battlefield, and drove quickly to the camp.

But his retreat made the situation of the Greeks worse and worse, the morale was greatly damaged, and the soldiers were defeated one after another.

When Hector saw Agamemnon withdrawing from the battlefield, he knew that the opportunity was rare, and cried out: "Friends, the time has come for you to make a meritorious deed! Agamemnon, the commander of the Greeks, has fled from the battlefield, and Zeus will make us victorious, advance, rush!"

As he shouted, he charged forward like a whirlwind, and wherever he passed, the Greek heroes and soldiers retreated, and no one was his opponent.

Originally, among the Greeks there was Ajax the Great and Diomedes could withstand Hertor's attack, but at the moment they did not seem to be on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the doctor Mahaon was bandaging the wounds of a hero, when Hector saw the opportunity and rushed over and stabbed Mahaon with a spear.

Mahaon was concentrating on bandaging the hero's wounds, knowing that someone would attack him, and there was no resistance at all, and he was about to be killed by Hector under the spear.

The hero, who was bandaged by Mahaon, was very anxious, and at the last moment, he pushed Mahaon away in time, but Mahaon was still stabbed in the right shoulder by Hector.

"Poof. Blood flowed from Mahaon's right shoulder, staining a large patch of red.

Seeing that Mahaon was wounded on his right shoulder, Idomonius shouted, "Nestor, help Dr. Mahaon into the car!"

He carried his weapon to block the attacking Hector.

A doctor who can treat arrow wounds and is proficient in medicine can have an effect on the battlefield that is equivalent to hundreds of ordinary soldiers.

So as soon as they saw that Mahaon was stabbed by Hector, the Greeks were anxious, if Mahaon was killed by Hector, and they were injured, they would have no doctor to treat them, and they could only wait to die.

"I'm here!" Nestor arrived in his chariot, and with a pull of his hand, Dr. Mahaon, who had been wounded in the right shoulder, was pulled onto the chariot and, without hesitation, drove back to the warship.