Mount Olympus

"The duel between Paris and Menelaus seems to be a little ahead of schedule. The duel also touched the hearts of the gods, and Zeus's gaze swept over.

Hera and Athena, the gods who supported Greece, wanted Menelaus to win, while Apollo and Artemis, who supported Troy, wanted Paris to win.

On the whole, of course, the destruction of Troy was already predestined, but not only the Greeks and Trojans had their own minds, but also the gods and goddesses.

Some gods are like children, always fighting and rebelling, but seeing Paris and Menelaus dueling, Zeus didn't want anyone to intervene to change the script, so he said to Hermes: "Although war is inevitable, neither Paris nor Menelaus can die now, you go down and take care of one or two." ”

"Yes, Great Father. Hermes agreed, picked up the staff wrapped around the double snake in his hand, and flapped the small wings behind his ears and on the condyles of his feet rapidly, "poof", "poof", "poof", and quickly rose into the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Hera looked at the situation and was a little dissatisfied, she hoped that all the blame would fall on Troy, but now the situation is not like this, and because there are gods on Troy's side, she can't directly intervene too obviously, even Zeus won't agree.

She turned to Athena: "Even if there is a duel, fate still decides that the war will continue, you go down and correct some deviations!"

Athena nodded, and immediately left Mount Olympus and went to the world.

"The duel began. ”

The clouds reveal the scene, and Hector and Odysseus begin to measure the distance of their duels and draw lots to determine which side will throw spears at each other first.

This spear throwing first will give you a first-mover advantage, and if the first blow of the spear kills or seriously injures the opponent, you don't have to compete later.

Almost at the same time, the three goddesses of fate watched, and Atropos, the eldest of them, said, "Fate originally decreed, who drew the lot?"

"It's Paris. Clotho replied.

"But after one hundred and twenty days and nights, the threads that have broken away from our hands begin to produce ......," Lachésis said, looking at the transparent threads flying in her hands.

Clotho, Lachésis, and Atropos were the daughters of Zeus and Themis, and the sister of Hora, the goddess of time.

Their mission is to weave the thread of fate in the world and cut the thread of life in order, the youngest Crosso is in charge of the future and weaves the thread of life, the second sister Laxis is in charge of maintaining the thread of life, and the eldest Atropos is in charge of death and is responsible for cutting the thread of life, and it is said that even the fate of Zeus, the lord of the gods, is in their hands.

"This is naturally not true, the gods know that we cannot control the fate of the gods who are stronger than us, and the divine power of Apollo is equal to ours, so we can only make Daphne leave him and become a moon hanger, and not Apollo himself. ”

"Even for those gods who are lower than us, there is only so much we can do to disappoint them in some things, but not to affect them, just like Calypso!"

Calypso is the goddess of the island Ogygia, some say she is a nymph, a nymph, but in fact she is a regular goddess, the daughter of Atlas, and the goddess is even higher than Hestia, the god of the hearth, and Dionysus, the god of wine.

It's just that Atlas is a Titan and is the one who was defeated, so she was affected a little.

Calypso's punishment was that the goddess of fate sent a hero in need every once in a while, but it was impossible for the hero to stay, and Calypso fell in love.

"However, everything about mortals is woven by us, and Paris's fate has deviated slightly, and I think it should be corrected, and let Menelaus draw the lot. ”

"I think it's okay, whatever it's a temptation. The two goddesses agreed.

The three goddesses of fate came to an agreement, and suddenly there was some deviation in fate, the goddesses of fate were neither omnipotent, nor mechanical, and could not be changed in the slightest - they had the right authority.

Troy Duel Arena

Pei Ziyun and Menelaus each drew a lot, but the results were announced, and it was Menelaus who won the first lot, which made Pei Ziyun a little surprised, and it seemed that Paris drew the first lot in his memory.

"Could it be that fate has changed?" Pei Ziyun thought secretly, but before he could think about it, the excited Menelaus was already fully armed, striding to the duel arena, holding a spear in his hand.

Pei Ziyun also walked into the dueling arena with a spear fully armed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Menelaus on the opposite side calmly.

At this moment in the dueling arena, Menelaus looked at Paris, new hatred and old hatred surged into his heart together, and his heart was full of anger instantly ignited, he raised the spear in his hand and prayed loudly: "Zeus, in order to make all the people in the world dare not repay their grievances with virtue from now on, please allow me to punish those who insult me." ”

After speaking, the spear in his hand was fiercely forced, and it was thrown towards Pei Ziyun, the spear was extremely fast, and in an instant, the tip of the spear stabbed at Pei Ziyun like lightning.

Pei Ziyun was taken aback, this speed was unexpected, and when the spear was about to stab, he raised his shield to block it.

"Bang. The spear pierced the shield, and the remaining impact allowed it to continue forward, and when it was almost about to pierce its body, Pei Ziyun gently dodged to the side, dodging the tip of the spear.

"Oh, Menelaus, your strength is not bad. Pei Ziyun praised lightly, but in Menelaus's ears, it was tantamount to ridicule, his face was gloomy, he didn't say a word, and the anger in his eyes almost erupted.

Pei Ziyun didn't see Menelaus's angry eyes at all, or he didn't care at all, and said, "Menelaus, it's my turn next." ”

Pei Ziyun took a deep breath, stepped back a little, trotted a few steps quickly, and threw the spear in his hand with inertia.

"Bang. ”

The speed of the spear was equally fast and accurate, and the power was equally huge, Menelaus could not dodge at all, and he also resisted with his shield, and with a sound, the tip of the spear pierced through the shield, but in contrast to Menelaus threw a spear, the spear did not penetrate the shield deeply, only the tip of the spear penetrated, and did not pierce the human body.

"Both sides are very powerful, and they are both heroes, but Menelaus's strength is still stronger. Someone said.

"It's understandable that he's stronger, after all, he was a hero many years ago, and Paris became a hero not long ago. ”

However, the difference between the two is not big, and the outcome of this duel is unpredictable. The heroes in the audience were full of discussions, each expressing their opinions on the duel.

"Paris is not simple, Menelaus has been a hero for many years, and Paris can be a little less powerful, and he has surpassed many young people. Agamemnon was a little apprehensive and said to the prince and the hero.

"Honorable Commander Agamemnon, Paris slain the bears in Athens, and it stands to reason that his strength is comparable to that of Menelaus. ”

Menastheus, the king of Athens, said that the sensation of Paris slaying the bearmen in Athens was still vivid.

"I see that Paris is still a little bit behind King Menelaus, and King Menelaus is a hero who has been famous for many years and has more experience, so this victory is relatively large. Palamedes said.

"Paris heard that the swordsmanship is good, and Menelaus cannot be underestimated. Odysseus said.

Looking at the two people on the field, the shields in their hands were damaged at this time, and they dropped their spears and shields at the same time, and drew their bronze long swords.

Menelaus raised his sword, pointed diagonally into the air, and cried out, "God, why don't you let me win?"

After speaking, he roared angrily, raised his sword and rushed towards Pei Ziyun.

Pei Ziyun raised his hand at this time: "Ares, please watch how I used the sword skills taught by your daughter to send the Spartan king Menelaus to the dark underworld." ”

Paris's proclamation made the people and gods of this battle look sideways.

"Paris is not ashamed, don't you know that Menelaus is a battle-hardened hero?" said someone sarcastically.

"Paris can easily slay the three-headed monster, and if he dares to say this at this moment, King Menelaus should be reminded to deal with it carefully. Menastheus, King of Athens, said cautiously.

Prince Paris's words were exaggerated, but they were relieving. A Trojan elder smiled.

"That's true, but even if you can't inflict heavy damage on Menelaus, I believe that the opponent will not win easily. Another elder nodded.

Mount Olympus

Hearing this, Ares, the god of war, gently brushed his hand through the clouds, making the duel outside the Nether City of Troy clearer.

The gods looked at the scene, and saw that although Prince Paris's strength was a little weaker, his body was flexible and his swordsmanship was exquisite, and it was obvious that it was the swordsmanship of Ares's family, but it used a different flavor, like a lone wolf, teasing the lion through flexible movements.

Although the lion has greater strength than the lone wolf, it is not as agile as the lone wolf, and the culling has failed again and again.

"Paris is draining Menelaus' power with his swordplay skills. As soon as Ares saw the trick, he understood, and slapped the handrail, a little excited.

This kind of swordsmanship originated from the Ares lineage, but it used a different meaning, and it was unique, which caught his attention.

If Paris himself pioneered it, it is enough to prove that this Trojan prince is very talented.

The gods watched Paris's performance, and couldn't help but show a trace of surprise, although the last time he attacked the Spartan palace, Paris had already revealed Ares's swordsmanship, but at that time the swordsmanship didn't seem to be as handy as it is now, could it be the reason why the enemy was different?

In the middle, Zeus watched Paris's performance and thought to himself: "Although it is a duel of ants, Paris will win, and without Hermes intervening, it is entirely possible that Paris will kill Menelaus and send him to the underworld of Hades." ”

"Menelaus' death doesn't matter much, it's just not the time yet. ”